True Person Xueying looked at the giant standing with a knife below, and then looked at the scimitar in his hand that was constantly transmitting cold will. For the first time on this battlefield, he felt a chill.
If you continue to fight like this, you will die.
The strength is incomparable. The four-foot-tall giant can smash his Pill Domain defense with every punch, and scatter his blood mist incarnation with every knife.
His recovery power is incomparable. His attack hits him, and it heals as before within a few breaths; his attack hits him, and every blow consumes his own little original energy Qi and Blood.
A war of attrition may not be exhausting. He has stored all the Essence Blood of more than three hundred practitioners and the energy of the entire blood pool in his body, and he has been fighting continuously for nearly half an hour, with 40% of his spiritual energy consumed, and nearly 20% of Qi and Blood was sucked away by that weird black knife.
It can't be delayed any longer.
True Person Xueying's eyes narrowed. That was all he could do.
The blood-red Spiritual Qi in his body surged out again and condensed around him into a five-foot-tall bloody giant. When the giant landed, his feet crushed a large rock under his feet, his fists clenched, and dark red Flame burned in his empty eye sockets.
Qin Tiexin saw the red giant reappearing in front of him, and his eyes suddenly brightened with fighting spirit.
He raised the knife and stepped forward. The two-foot-nine-foot Edgeless dragged a deep ravine on the rocky ground, and sparks flew on both sides of the blade.
At the moment of approaching the bloody giant, Qin Tiexin raised Edgeless high, the blade drew a black arc in the air, and struck the giant's head. There was nothing fancy about this knife, only pure power and speed. The sonic boom sound emitted when the blade cut through the air vibrated back and forth in the cave, and the wind pressure blew away all the gravel under the giant's feet.
The bloody giant did not hide, or even raise his hand to block. Edgeless's blade cut through the giant's left shoulder, pierced the shoulder and chest, and struck all the way to the center of the giant's chest before being stuck. Blood mist sprayed wildly where the giant's shoulder was split, but True Person Xueying, who stood at the giant's heart, looked calm.
His left hand stretched out from the blood giant's heart, his fingers spread wide, and a dark red spiritual power condensed in his palm.
The giant's split shoulders reunited under the traction, and the gathered blood mist clamped Edgeless's blade and Qin Tiexin's right arm together. At the same time, the giant's hands closed together from both sides, and their fingers interlocked to clasp Qin Tiexin's right arm.
Three levels of confinement, blood mist bite, hand lock, and spiritual traction are all concentrated on the same arm.
Qin Tiexin twitched his right arm, but it didn't twitch. His right arm was fixed on the giant's shoulder, and his right hand and Edgeless were stuck in the bones of the giant's chest. The muscles of his shoulder, back and arm It all bulged up, and he kicked out two deep pits in the rock under his feet, but the giant's three layers of imprisonment firmly locked him in place. The entire weight of the five-foot-tall body, plus all the spiritual power of True Person Xueying, were all pressed against this right arm.
At this moment, True Person Xueying moved. He ducked forward from the giant's heart along the blood mist channel inside the giant's arm at the fastest speed. His whole body turned into a dark red afterimage, which penetrated from the giant's fingers and appeared on the right arm of Qin Tiexin.
He stepped on Qin Tiexin's knotted deltoid muscles, held the handle of the scimitar with both hands, and poured all the remaining Blood Qi and spiritual power in his body into the blade.
The scimitar made an unprecedented piercing cry, and the blood-colored luster flowing on the blade was all bright, and the entire blade seemed to be burning in his hand.
That cold will collided with his sea of consciousness with unprecedented intensity. He felt that his consciousness was being wrapped by a blood-colored film from all directions. Countless distorted images exploded in his mind, including white bones, severed limbs, blood, screams, split heads and severed spines.
He knew that this was the last time. After this sword was swung, he would need to rest for at least a year to suppress the backlash of the sword, but he couldn't care less. This was the best opportunity.
Qin Tiexin was unconscious but aware of the danger. He forcibly turned his wrist and twisted the Edgeless Saber blade stuck on the giant's chest outwards, slashing it in the direction of True Person Xueying.
The blood mist on the giant's chest was torn apart by the blade, and half of the chest collapsed, but True Person Xueying did not stop. He condensed a foot-thick blood shield on his side, with more than ten layers of superimposed Blood Baleful Intent patterns embedded in the blood shield. This was the strongest defense he could deploy in an instant.
The scimitar fell. Under his full force, the blade's light suddenly expanded to a length of one foot, and the blood-colored light condensed on the blade was so thick that it was almost black.
Poof!
Bang!
The two voices were almost in no particular order.
The scimitar blade cut through the armpit of Qin Tiexin's right arm, cutting through all the tendons and blood vessels wrapped around the joint, and passed out from above the shoulder blade. The entire right arm was broken at the root, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror. Pillars of blood spurted out from the fracture and sprinkled on the shoulders of the bloody giant, dyeing the entire shoulder even redder. The four-foot-tall giant's body shook violently due to the sudden loss of his right arm, and his center of gravity tilted to the right.
Almost at the same moment, Edgeless's blade cut through the blood shield. The ten-foot-thick blood shield split in half under the blade, and the exploded blood mist fragments flew in all directions. Edgeless deflected slightly at an angle and swept towards True Person Xueying's lower body.
True Person Xueying wanted to turn into blood mist and escape, but he had just poured all his spiritual power into that knife, and there was a very brief lag in the movement of spiritual power in his body, and the mist was half a beat slower.
Edgeless swept past his knees. True Person Xueying felt a sudden lightness on his legs below the knees, and then his whole body began to fall. He looked down and saw that his two calves were no longer on his body. The part from the knees down was directly cut off by Edgeless. Blood mist surged at the break, and it took a moment for the severe pain to reach the sea of consciousness.
Edgeless spun and fell heavily to the ground in the distance. The threat of weapons has been eliminated.
He gritted his teeth and used his remaining spiritual power to stabilize his body in the air. The blood gushing from the broken leg spread in the air in a dark red path, forming a large blood puddle under his feet. However, he did not bother to stop the bleeding. His eyes fell on the broken right arm of Qin Tiexin, which was spurting out blood, and then slowly moved up, landing on Qin Tiexin's head, which was close at hand.
The huge face was less than three feet in front of him, and he was not even half the size of the opponent's head. Qin Tiexin's whole reaction stopped after losing his right arm. There was no expression on the empty face, but the balance of the body was collapsing, his knees began to bend, and his body began to tilt to the right.
Opportunity. True Person Xueying knew this was his best chance.
But he could no longer use the scimitar. The scimitar was still buzzing in his hand, and the cold will was about to completely engulf his sea of consciousness.
He absolutely believed that he would become a madman before the next sword was swung out.
He needs another weapon, a weapon that is more reliable and deadly than the scimitar and does not require Divine Sense to fight against.
He opened his mouth, and a Golden Core spit out from his mouth and floated in front of him.
The Golden Core is slightly larger than the ordinary elixir. It is golden in color and covered with dark red blood vein-like lines on the surface. Those lines are the manifestation of his natal Cultivation Method being carved into Golden Core during hundreds of years of practice. Each line represents a natal Divine Ability that he refined into Golden Core.
As soon as Golden Core appeared, the Spiritual Qi in the entire cave began to converge towards it at a speed visible to the naked eye. The dark red lines on the surface of Golden Core lit up and made a low hum.
The strongest attack method of Golden Core monks is not Pill Domain or elixir fire. Golden Core itself is the purest and most Sharpness weapon.
It is the crystallization of monk Golden Core's lifelong cultivation, and contains all his spiritual power, Divine Sense and Principle insights. The only limitation is Golden Core cannot be separated from the body too far, and once it is separated from the body, there is a risk of being taken away or destroyed. No Golden Core monk will spit out his Golden Core except at the moment of life and death.
True Person Xueying There is no other choice.
Golden Core was spinning rapidly in front of him, the speed was getting faster and faster, and the wind pressure caused by it made his own robes make a hunting sound. The bloody lines on Golden Core connected together during the rotation, forming a dark red halo. The halo exuded Blood Sha Qi enough to make ordinary Foundation Establishment monks suffocate on the spot.
True Person Xueying pointed his right index finger toward Qin Tiexin's left temple, and Golden Core turned into a golden-red stream of light, trailing a long bloody trail and shooting towards Qin Tiexin's head.
Qin Tiexin is still frozen in place. The blood spurting from his right arm has formed a large pool of blood at his feet. His body is shrinking rapidly - from four feet to three feet five, from three feet five to three feet. The large amount of blood loss and the energy loss caused by the broken arm are weakening his body size at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Golden Core shot into Qin Tiexin's left temple. The sound of broken bones was particularly clear in the empty cave. Golden Core penetrated from his right temple, bringing out a cloud of blood mixed with bone residue and brain matter. In the path of the hole between the two wounds, all the tissues in the skull were crushed by the terrifying energy contained in Golden Core.
Qin Tiexin's huge body shook for a moment, and then began to fall forward. His size continued to shrink as he fell.
Three feet, two feet, five, two feet.
Like a huge punctured air bag, it quickly returned to normal human size. His body fell heavily on the gravel ground, lying on his back, with blood still oozing out from the broken arm. There were fist-sized holes in his right temple and left temple, and his face was buried face down in the gravel.
True Person Xueying looked at the body that finally fell in front of him and let out a heavy breath.
Finally killed.
He slowly landed from the air next to Qin Tiexin's body. The blood from the broken leg was still flowing out, but he could no longer care about stopping the bleeding. He used his remaining spiritual power to condense a thin layer of blood film on the broken leg to temporarily seal the wound, and then he barely stood still with one hand on the ground.
That kid forced him Golden Core to leave his body, broke two of his legs, and exhausted nearly 60% of his spiritual energy. The backlash of the scimitar was about to swallow up his sea of consciousness entirely.
But the result was good, he survived and the other party died.
Slowing his breathing slightly, True Person Xueying raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and made a virtual grab in the direction where Golden Core flew out.
It is not a good thing for Golden Core to be out of the body for too long, especially when you are injured to this extent. Take Golden Core back first, and then collect the remains of the kid as soon as possible. Although the body has shrunk, there is still a lot of undigested Essence Blood energy in the body, and it should be too late to refining it into Holy Blood Pill.
He used Divine Sense to sense the position of Golden Core, bent his fingers slightly, and released a spiritual pull.
Wrong!
He actually felt a resistance, Golden Core did not fly back towards him.
He tried again, increasing the strength of the spiritual traction. Golden Core shook on the spot, but still did not fly back, as if it was blocked by something.
He looked forward in the direction of the spiritual force.
There was a person standing on the pile of rubble not far away.
The man was of medium build, plain-looking, with yellowish skin and some fine lines at the corners of his eyes. He was wearing a dusty robe. He had the kind of appearance that would never be remembered if thrown into a crowd.
In the man's right hand, he was holding a spinning Golden Core. Five fingers were firmly clasped on the surface of the Golden Core. The dark red blood veins were rapidly flickering under the light of his fingertips, like trapped insects struggling in vain.
Golden Core spun wildly in that hand, and the Blood Sha Qi it brought up blew the fabric of the man's cuffs, but his hand did not move at all.
The man lowered his head and glanced at Golden Core, who was still struggling in his hand, then raised his head, looking past the two broken bodies and the rubble on the ground, and landed on True Person Xueying. Then he smiled and his tone was as casual as if he met an acquaintance on the street and asked for directions.
"Is this what you're looking for?"
True Person Xueying's pupils suddenly shrank, and his Divine Sense never relaxed. Every inch of the entire cave was under his perception. When did this person come in? Where did he come in? Why didn't his Divine Sense catch it at all?
He lowered his head and glanced at the man's hand holding the Golden Core. Why could someone grab a Golden Core that was spinning at high speed with his bare hands? The speed and energy contained in the Golden Core were enough to crush a Spirit Artifact into pieces.
Before he could think through the first few questions, an angry voice suddenly came from above his head.
"To touch my apprentice is to seek death!"
The voice came down from a passage that was drilled through the top of the cave dome, and echoed several times in the cave. Every word seemed to be struck out with a knife on an anvil.
True Person Xueying suddenly raised his head. A red figure fell rapidly from the hole above his head, and the red robe unfolded like Flame in the wind.