He said to Ancestor Hongjun, "Qin Xi's injuries are extremely serious. The two of us need to end this quickly and leave at once."
When Ancestor Hongjun heard Daoist Yangmei, he also looked in Qin Xi's direction. The sun had just risen, casting a faint wash of light across Qin Xi's face.
Sure enough, he saw that Qin Xi's complexion was terrible.
Ancestor Hongjun nodded. His face was taut, his whole bearing extremely grave as he looked at Daoist Yangmei and said, "Block his retreat."
Daoist Yangmei immediately flashed away again and appeared on the other side. Neither of them wasted any more words.
At this moment, when Masked Man saw that Daoist Yangmei had joined the battle, he was truly terrified. If both of them came to encircle and kill him, escaping this time would clearly be extremely difficult. What was more, he had already been injured, and it would take a very long time to recover.
Masked Man looked at the two of them and said, "Even if you kill me today, Qin Xi will follow me down with me. So have you really decided to strike?"
Daoist Yangmei truly hesitated for a moment.
Qin Xi, off to the side, also heard those words, and his voice drifted over from far away.
With a flash, he immediately arrived inside the two men's battle circle. He looked at Ancestor Hongjun and Daoist Yangmei and said, "Don't be softhearted. I'm fine."
Qin Xi had truly made up his mind. Even if he was on his last breath, with only a thread of life left, he would still make Masked Man pay the price he deserved.
Qin Xi looked again toward Ouyang Qing and Di Qun on the other side. By this time, they had already achieved an entirely suppressive victory.