Su Xin struck at once, pressing Ji Wuling down and beating him relentlessly. The others who saw the scene in the field were all wearing astonished expressions.
It would have been one thing if Su Xin had killed Yi Jianting before—he was merely a True Martial Realm expert from overseas, and no one in the Central Plains Martial Arts World knew exactly how strong he was.
But Ji Wuling was someone who had survived that great war at the end of Great Jin. His strength was well known throughout the Jianghu; among True Martial Realm experts, he was by no means weak. Yet now, fighting two against one, he was still being violently beaten down by Su Xin. No matter how one looked at it, the sight was terrifying.
Little did they know that Ji Wuling was cursing furiously in his heart as well.
The Blood Demon Sect's evil arts were simply insoluble under certain circumstances. He had spent so long wearing Su Xin down before, only for Su Xin's sudden Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens to wound him severely. Yet after Su Xin absorbed Yi Jianting's blood, he had directly recovered to peak condition. How was anyone supposed to reason with something so absurd?
Naturally, Ji Wuling also knew that his situation was extremely perilous.
The rhythm of the battle had been completely seized by Su Xin. One misstep, and he could be crushed to death by Su Xin outright!
Ji Wuling was decisive as well. With a sharp roar, a layer of blood-colored flames suddenly rose around his body.
Within those scarlet flames, a savage blood dragon roared forth, carrying immense power as it crushed toward Su Xin.
That blood dragon had been formed from Ji Wuling burning his essence blood. In an instant, it shattered Su