It was Situ Wudi who struck.
With a squeeze of his five fingers, the mangled eyeball burst apart.
Although the others did not know what Lian Youming had done, they could tell that their opponent seemed to have suffered a grievous injury.
Not only that, even the penis he had retracted into his abdomen could no longer stay withdrawn.
Lian Youming rolled in the mud and steadied himself. He raised his Sword Finger, then turned his hand over, revealing a golden needle between his fingers.
Of course, this was the second needle. He had already driven one into the God of Tai Sui's Yinqiao Point.
This point was the starting point of the Ren and Du meridians, of paramount importance to Elixir Skill.
Just as when the White Lotus Sect Master had broken Gan Xuantong's Elixir Skill all those years ago, the injury had been to this very Yinqiao Point.
Shocked and furious, the God of Tai Sui's lone eye darted about. His legs swept upward through the air, driving Gong Wuer back with a kick, while one hand clamped onto Situ Wudi's arm like lightning. Then he stood straight up, forcibly lifting Xue Hen along with him as the latter maintained his lock on his arm.
But at the sight of this formidable enemy wounded and bleeding, Xue Hen instantly broke into a savage laugh.
Then a shake of the arm sent him flying.
Situ Wudi's eyes had reddened too. With his left arm captured, he struggled several times but could not break free. Facing the God of Tai Sui's terrifying visage, he met him head-on with a vicious expression of his own.
Bang!
Suddenly, both men swung their fists at each other.
Situ Wudi's Leopard Fist drove straight for the God of Tai Sui's Celestial Chimney Acupoint, its