When Jiang Hengdao pressed both hands against his arm, he actually stopped his true qi from flowing into his palm.
He had never expected Jiang Hengdao to be capable of this.
"How about I tear off one of your arms first?" Jiang Hengdao said with a faint smile.
Xuan Yuanjun's expression changed. He discovered that he could not break free of Jiang Hengdao at all.
Losing an arm certainly meant little to experts like them.
After all, they could regenerate severed limbs.
But at this moment, Xuan Yuanjun did not want to lose an arm.
Even if he survived and could regrow it, a regenerated arm would not be as easy to use as the original.
It generally took some time to gradually get used to it.
For experts like them in particular, it greatly affected how much of their strength they could bring to bear.
At this critical juncture, the impact would be far too great.
"You should count yourself fortunate that I haven't killed you outright. But rest assured, I'll tear off one arm first, then the other, and then your legs," Jiang Hengdao said, laughing heartily. "Of course, with my methods, I won't let you regenerate your limbs so easily. At least, you won't be able to in the time before you die."
Xuan Yuanjun let out a shout, immediately concentrated his true qi in his left hand, and struck his palm toward Xuan Yuanjun's chest.
Jiang Hengdao released one hand and easily blocked Xuan Yuanjun's palm strike.
"What's the hurry? This arm of yours will be torn off soon enough too." A strange expression appeared on Jiang Hengdao's face. "Hmm? Good, excellent! Just as I imagined. Torturing you like this has indeed brought tremendous progress to my Ruthlessness Dao. Sparing you so many times wasn't in