Chapter 1277： Extreme pain

Ji Tianxing never wastes time.

While shouting, he rushed behind Ji Wurong as quickly as an aurora.

"Draw the sword!"

Without any hesitation, he directly drew out the pitch-black broken sword and swung the sword to a thousand meters away.

As soon as the broken sword of the half-step divine weapon came out, a hundred-foot-long blazing white sword light was drawn, like a giant blade that opened up the sky and the earth, and like lightning falling from the sky.

In an instant, Jianguang slammed behind Ji Wurong and drowned his figure.

The sharp sword light clearly reflected his body, as well as the horrified expression on the old face.

He was desperate, and desperately used secret methods to condense the mana shield to protect himself.

In addition, he held two dark blue scimitars horizontally in front of him, wishing to block Ji Tianxing's sword.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise erupting, the mana shield collapsed into scum, and Ji Wrong spurted blood on the spot and flew out.

His body bends strangely, as if being folded in half by the waist, his spine and waist bones have been broken.

The double knives in his hands also flew out, falling from the sky toward the sea.

At the beginning, Ji Tianxing had only the strength of the three levels of soul refining realm, so he destroyed his physical body in three moves.

Now Ji Tianxing has reached the fifth level of the Soul Refining Realm. Like his realm of strength, his combat power is more than five times stronger than him!

Ji Tianxing's unique skill in swordsmanship directly wounded Ji Wurong.

Others were still flying in the air, and Ji Tianxing turned into a streamer and rushed forward, swinging his sword fiercely.

"Thorn sword!"

With a finger of the divine sword, a dazzling cold light appeared, and it was fleeting in the night sky.

In the next instant, the light spot condensed to the extreme suddenly exploded in Ji Wurong's body, bursting out like a bright moon.

"Boom!"

There is no doubt that Ji Wurong's physical body exploded on the spot, shattered into pieces of blood and blood, and splashed out a large dark red rain of blood.

The endless blazing white sword light spread out like a goddess scattered flowers, covering dozens of miles around.

The night sky of Baili is illuminated, and the sea surface and icebergs of this sea area also reflect the dazzling brilliance, which is particularly gorgeous.

The violent hurricane spread to the surroundings and swept over hundreds of miles before gradually dissipating.

Ji Wrong's body was bombarded and killed, leaving only a group of blazing souls, who also suffered extremely severe wounds and wanted to escape far away.

He was so frightened that he had no intention of fighting anymore. He just wanted to escape from here as soon as possible and stay away from the demon Ji Tianxing.

Ji Tianxing immediately caught up with him, and with a wave of his hand, he was about to slay his soul and completely destroy him.

At this moment, Yun Yao who was not far away shouted hoarsely: "Stop! Heaven, don't kill him!"

Ji Tianxing believed her unreservedly, and without asking the reason, he directly retracted the broken sword, shot a giant golden palm, and grabbed the spirit of Ji Wurong.

"Huh!"

Ji Wrong didn't have the power to resist at all, he was immediately captured by the golden palm and returned to Ji Tianxing.

Ji Tianxing held his soul tightly, no matter how hard he struggled to resist, he couldn't get out.

Until then, the battle finally ended.

Yun Yao was hunted and killed for six days and six nights, dying and unconscious countless times, and suffered extremely severe injuries.

Now, everything is over, and she finally got rid of the suffering.

She used the last trace of mana, flew to Ji Tianxing's side, and said in a very weak voice: "Tianxing, don't rush to kill him, it's still useful to keep him!

The little black dragon was hunted down by the guardians and elders of the Escape Sect. There has been no news until now, life and death are uncertain..."

After saying this, she couldn't hold it anymore, her eyes closed slowly, and she passed out on the spot.

Ji Tianxing quickly stretched out his hand to embrace her waist and hugged her in his arms.

Then, he landed on a huge iceberg, laid Yun Yao flat on the ice, waved his palms and shot the majestic mana into her body.

Until then, he could take a closer look at Yun Yao's injury.

Most of the white dresses that Yun Yao wore were dyed dark red with blood, looking shocking.

There are at least 30 wounds on her body, half of the wounds have not healed so far, and blood is still oozing out.

There are many more wounds, and the bones inside are clearly visible, showing the depth of the wounds.

There were even several wounds near her heart and neck, almost destroying her body.

Such a miserable and serious injury made Ji Tianxing full of pain, but at the same time he was angry and murderous.

He couldn't wait to let Ji Wurong reconsolidate his body and kill Ji Wurong a hundred times!

In addition, Yun Yao is not only seriously injured, but the mana in the body is also exhausted, and there is no trickle.

Her spirit is also very weak, and the star magic eye is also a little broken, which requires long-term recuperation and repair.

Ji Tianxing forcibly endured anger and killing intent, and used the secret method of the Wooden Emperor Umbrella to heal Yun Yao's injuries and convey majestic mana.

About three hours later, he finally took care of Yun Yao's physical injuries.

Yun Yao is not in serious trouble for the time being, and the physical injury will return to normal within three to five days under the treatment of Aoki Zhenqi.

However, it will take more than half a month for her mana and soul injuries to recover.

Ji Tianxing sent Yun Yao into the world of swords and let her heal in the secret room of Antu City.

Then he stared at the infallible spirit in his palm and started to deal with the bastard.

He was full of icy cold air, ten times colder than glaciers and icebergs on the sea.

He stared at the spirit of Ji Wurong, and said in a harsh tone: "Ji Wurong, the last time you and Murong Zheng intercepted me, you severely injured my wife and healed her for more than half a month before recovering.

Now, you chased him for six days and six nights, hurting her so badly!

You said, how should I torture you to dispel the hatred in my heart? ! "

While talking, Ji Tianxing's palms surged with vigorous spirit power, condensed into dozens of white light spikes, madly stabbing the souls that were correct.

The sharp thorns condensed by the white light of the soul is just a means to deal with the soul of the martial artist ~ www.novelhall.com~ as thin as hair, but with unparalleled penetrating power.

More than 80 soul spikes, within just ten breaths, they stabbed thousands of times without error.

His soul was pierced with sore holes, and he struggled and rolled desperately, letting out an extremely stern and painful soul howl.

The pain of stabbing the soul is ten times more painful than Ling Chi's torture!

Ji Wrong is really unhappy, and can't wait to blew himself up on the spot to end this purgatory torture!

When the spirit spikes stopped, his spirit was tossed for a long time before he calmed down. Using the method of spirit transmission, he said to Ji Tianxing: "Ji Tianxing! If you have a kind, kill me!

However, if you kill me, never want to know the whereabouts of that black dragon!

It will definitely be captured by the Zuo Hufa and the Three Elders, and will be raised in captivity like a beast, and become the watchdog of the door!

Soon, you will also endure the revenge of your own sect, and you will be ravaged and killed by the strong of this sect, hahaha..."