In the distance, even Evil Sword Venerable, who was forming seals with both hands and doing his utmost to suppress the Nine Hells Sword, could not help but glance at Su Yi again.
This was plainly a posture of staking his life against another's!
It looked terrifying indeed—spirited, imposing, and soul-stirring.
But the next moment, Evil Sword Venerable smiled.
When one had to risk one's life in battle, it meant one's trump cards were nearly exhausted!
Blood splashed through the air.
With three Pseudo-Eternals dead, only Little Girl and Tai Shu Gong remained in the field.
Yet the price Su Yi had paid for this could not be called light.
Tai Shu Gong's spear strike had worsened his already grievous injuries. His face was pale as paper, and his entire body was drenched in blood.
Even the aura around him showed faint signs of disorder.
Little Girl felt no particular emotion.
She only knew that Su Yi had drawn closer to death!
Tai Shu Gong, meanwhile, trembled inwardly, thoroughly shocked.
After fighting to this point, how could he fail to understand Su Yi's terror?
And now, he feared even more that Su Yi would, as before, disregard the cost of injury and fight him to the death!
Thus, when they clashed again, he became incomparably cautious, attacking little and defending much.
He adopted an attitude of seeking no merit, only avoiding fault.
Instead, this somewhat reduced the pressure on Su Yi, allowing him to focus his strength on dealing with Little Girl.
Boom!
Another fierce clash erupted.
Su Yi staggered back, while Little Girl was also sent reeling.
"If you still refuse to strike ruthlessly, I'll kill you first!"
Little Girl's eyes were icy as she shot Tai Shu Gong a displeased glance.
Earlier, they had had several perfect opportunities