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Xuan Zi slowly turned around and his eyes fell on Liao Mengkai.
His voice was calm and he spoke slowly, "You are actually able to lock my Qi and blood at the cost of burning your own Qi and blood."
"If I guess correctly, your Martial Soul should be a knife, right?"
Liao Mengkai was stunned for a moment, then nodded, a look of admiration appearing on his face.
"Yes, my Martial Soul is a sword. To be precise, it should be a sword soul. My sword soul does not have a real form, and is different from many weapons Martial Soul."
"It can blend into any metal, completely integrating itself with the metal!"
"When I first started practicing, it was very weak, but as my strength continued to improve, I discovered that it has infinite uses."
The interface of Xuan Zi said, "So, it seems that the blow you just made was to break your own back."
"But actually, of the two knives, the first is a normal throw, used as bait and cover."
"The second one is integrated with your Martial Soul, and it locks my position at the cost of burning my blood."
"It seems that you must have taken a lot of supplements to enhance your energy and blood, otherwise you would not be able to sustain such consumption."
Liao Mengkai nodded, his eyes still fixed on Xuan Zi's left shoulder that was penetrated by Demon God Blade:
"Yes. What I used just now was my Ninth Soul Skill--Blade Spirit Soul-Severing. You are already dead."
"My sword soul has already entered your body. Even if you cut off your wrist and pierce your shoulder to block this sword, it will be useless."
"My Demon God Blade is Level 9 Soul Tool, and the other one is level eight - the Level 9 Soul Tool driven by Blade Spirit Soul-Severing, it is indestructible."
"Even if you are Limit Douluo, if you are hit by this move, you will definitely be crazily impacted by the sword in your body, and your meridians will be severed and you will die."
Xuan Zi nodded slightly, but there was still no trace of panic or fear on his face.
His voice was still calm. "I admit - I underestimated you, and this is the price of underestimating the enemy."
"But don't overestimate the power of your sword. Although it can hurt me, it's not that easy to kill me."
He slowly raised his right hand and grasped the pitch-black handle of Demon God Blade.
Then, bit by bit, he pulled out a five-foot-long black sword from his shoulder inch by inch.
Liao Mengkai's eyes became dazed and horrified at that moment. "This is impossible! How can you still have power?!"
"Shouldn't all your Soul Power be used to suppress my sword? Why do you still have the strength to pull out the sword?!"
He had obviously burned his own energy and blood, and even used all the power of Martial Soul to activate Ninth Soul Skill.
He had obviously succeeded. The knife penetrated Xuan Zi's shoulder accurately, and his knife also penetrated into the opponent's body.
But the effect didn't seem to be as fatal as he imagined.
How could Xuan Zi still have the strength to pull that long knife out of his own flesh and blood after enduring Blade Spirit Soul-Severing?
When the blade broke away from the wound, not a drop of blood flowed out, as if the blood in his body was firmly locked by some force at that moment.
There is still no unnecessary expression on Xuan Zi's face, and his movements are steady and calm.
Finally, the entire Demon God Blade was completely pulled out by Xuan Zi. His body shook slightly, and then he firmly held the pitch-black sword.
Demon God Blade has only one characteristic - sharpness.
Liao Mengkai pursues ultimate attack and fatal penetration in battle, and the same goes for his weapons, which carry out the battle he believes in with unparalleled sharpness and determination.
Under the full force of the sword, at that moment, the attack power burst out by Demon God Blade was even comparable to a real artifact.
If Xuan Zi hadn't sensed something was wrong with his amazing intuition at that moment, he would have avoided the vital point of his heart at the minimum cost.
The location where the knife pierced was not the left shoulder, but the center of his chest.
Liao Mengkai looked at Xuan Zi blankly, his eyes filled with confusion and confusion. "You... how did you do that?"
Xuan Zi held the handle Demon God Blade in reverse. "I have kept you here till now just to let you see with your own eyes..."
"Your attacks are useless to me and have no chance of killing me."
"Now, you can go."
"Be merciful--!" Ju Zi in the distance suddenly burst out with a heart-rending shout.
Her face was filled with unprecedented anxiety and panic.
It's a pity--
This is a battlefield, a Asura field where life and death are fought, not a negotiation table, not a market where bargaining can take place.
"Boom--"
A violent roar was like the heaven and earth cracking, exploding suddenly in the entire night sky.
Liao Mengkai's body was blown to pieces in the roar.
The broken flesh and metal fragments were like a blooming dark red flower, flying in all directions.
Until he died, his eyes were still filled with incredible horror and confusion!
He burned his own energy and blood, even ignoring his own defense, pouring all his Soul Power into that desperate blow.
And he used the precise Soul Tool to cover up the light of Soul Ring, and finally delivered the final fatal blow.
But he couldn't figure it out no matter what - why the enemy was still not dead?
Why can Xuan Zi still calmly pull out the sword that should have torn all his meridians?
However, the price of making a desperate move is to give up all defenses.
At this moment, he had already paid the price of his entire life for his desperate move.
Xuan Zi slowly turned around and faced the direction of the Sun Moon Empire army. His breathing became a little heavy, and a trace of exhaustion and paleness appeared on his face.
However, just when he was about to say something.
He suddenly grunted, and two blood arrows shot out from his left shoulder almost simultaneously, the wound that had just been penetrated by Demon God Blade.
When the blood spurts, scatters, and falls in the night wind.
They actually condensed into the shape of a sword in the air, and they were still rushing toward Xuan Zi's face like living creatures!
At that moment, the last blade left in Xuan Zi's body before Liao Mengkai died delivered its final blow.
I saw a layer of khaki light suddenly burst out from Xuan Zi's forehead, shrouding the bloody sword soul that was rushing toward him crazily.
Immediately, a silent explosion suddenly erupted in that small space.
The moment the bloody sword soul came into contact with the earthy yellow light, it quickly disappeared, disintegrated, and turned into nothing.
The bleeding stopped, and there was no more blood flowing out of the wound, leaving only some blood stains on Xuan Zi's torn clothes and skin.
Xuan Zi was still standing there, motionless, as if nothing had happened.
At this time, two Level 9 Soul Engineer had died in the hands of Xuan Zi.
Elder Su, Liao Mengkai, the two Level 9 Soul Engineer who once dominated the Sun Moon Empire and were targeted by countless Soul Engineer, have now turned into corpses.
There are countless ordinary Soul Engineer, and those soul guidance positions are now as messy as a wheat field swept by a strong wind.
You must know that the cultivation of a Level 9 Soul Engineer requires Sun Moon Empire to spend decades or even hundreds of years and devote countless resources.
It is an extremely precious strategic resource. The death of every Level 9 Soul Engineer is like an irreparable crack in the Sun Moon Empire.
However, at this moment, Ju Zi, who was once known as the Queen and God of War, has completely lost his usual majesty.
She was so frightened that Xuan Zi was killing everyone as if God of Slaughter had come to the world. Her face was pale, her steps were staggering, and she still retreated towards the rear of the army.
In addition to the two remaining Soul Engineer regiments, the 250,000-strong army behind her was even more chaotic.
Some taxi soldiers dropped their weapons in panic and turned around to run away. Some taxi soldiers collided, trampled and killed each other with their companions in the chaos.
The entire battlefield fell into hell-like chaos and noise.