"Xiao Qingying..." Xie Wei, who had returned to the ground, rushed towards Lin Qingying's direction.

They stood together, their spiritual energy transforming into a sword, and unleashed the sword energy of "Breaking Army" towards the man with the snake tattoo.

The man had already noticed Xie Wei's movements. He simply dodged a few steps to the side and avoided all the sword energies. Then he swung his staff, trying to force Xie Wei back.

Xie Wei used her spiritual power to transform into fine threads, which began to wrap around the man's arms, slowing down his movements. Then she danced the "Broken Army" move and approached the man.

Seeing this, the man quickly broke free from Xie Wei's mental entanglement and retreated. He caught a glimpse of the operating device out of the corner of his eye and realized that the other party's target did not seem to be him. He was about to react.

However, it was a bit too late. Xie Wei acted faster, destroying the device and then carrying Lin Qingying to the inside of the stone chamber, where the subsequent battle would not affect them.

Lin Qingying was on the verge of death. Half of her spiritual power and life force had been lost. As if sensing his presence, her expression relaxed, revealing pain. She had multiple fractures and severe blood loss.

Xie Wei exhaled, looking at the man's eyes, which were already bloodshot and surrounded by blood vessels. His fists were clenched, and upon closer inspection, his arms were trembling slightly, and a little blood was seeping from the edges of his fists. His fingernails had already dug into his palms.

Anyone with eyes can see that this is an expression of extreme anger.

The man naturally noticed this as well, but his gaze remained one of mockery and disdain, as if the other's anger was merely a sign of incompetence.

"This woman is really boring. No matter how I ask her or torture her, she doesn't even give me a painful response. So I have to use some drastic measures." The man shrugged, as if he were talking about something very ordinary.

Seeing the man's flippant tone and nonchalant demeanor, Xie Wei remained silent, simply closing his eyes and slowly loosening his clenched fists. However, the restless spiritual energy around him highlighted his unease.

"I gave her a chance, but she didn't cherish it," the man continued, rambling on. "I love seeing the stubbornness in people's eyes turn into despair. You don't know how wonderful that feeling is. It's just a pity that this woman was so ungrateful; she deserved this fate."

Xie Wei ignored the man's words. His hair gradually grew longer, and white began to slowly creep up from the ends. His body hair gradually turned white, and the spiritual energy around his body began to distort due to the spiritual power in Xie Wei's body.

Xie Wei, in the second level of the Asura state, had already reached the mid-stage of the Breaking Mortal realm. He had summoned the Asura Purgatory Spear in his hand, and just standing there quietly gave the snake-tattooed man an inexplicable sense of oppression.

He slightly brandished the gun in his hand, releasing a killing intent domain.

The man felt as if he were surrounded by a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, as if he were on a battlefield. The bugle call to charge sounded, and thousands of troops were rushing towards him, ready to reap his life. The man took a step or two back.

After the man landed, the scene changed again. He found himself on a street with only a few sparse streetlights standing by the roadside. The people he had tormented appeared one by one in the form of ghosts, wrapping around the man and trying to drag him into the abyss.

"Hahahaha," the man laughed out loud, tearing the scene apart with his mental power. These scenes only excited a heretical cultivator.

By the time the man regained consciousness, Xie Wei's gun was already in front of him.

As the system had already explained, the Killing Intent Domain could only kill those weaker than itself, and could only have a weak restraining effect on those stronger than itself. Xie Wei understood this better than anyone else.

The man twisted his neck in the direction the gun was swinging, quickly creating distance, but his face was still bruised, with a bloodstain in the middle of his snake tattoo, making it look as if the snake had been cut in half.

The man touched the wound; he knew roughly where it was. His face no longer held the mockery and contempt of before, but was filled with even greater anger. Xie Wei's actions were an insult to him.

"Kid, even when you're a corpse, don't be this arrogant!" The man took out a wine-red long stick with gold patterns wrapped around both ends. Although it wasn't a spiritual weapon, it had been refined by blood and flesh in the man's hands, giving it the appearance of a spiritual weapon.

"I'll gladly accept your weapon, which still has a lot of spiritual power in it," the man licked his lips and began to use his staff techniques to attack Xie Wei.

The man's stick technique was somewhat peculiar, with a very simple attack pattern, which should theoretically make it easy to defend against. However, with each attack, one could clearly feel the force coming from the stick becoming heavier and heavier, as if he was constantly using the force of the previous attack to launch another attack.

Seeing that Xie Wei's face was already sweating, the man realized that he was only at his last gasp and revealed a smug smile.

Indeed, Xie Wei's arm was already numb from the shock, and blood was starting to flow from the corner of his mouth, but all of this was just to wait for the man to make a mistake.

The man's smile revealed Xie Wei's weakness. He forcefully swung his hands, knocking the man back, and then unleashed the "Illusory Star" technique, using unpredictable methods to gain an advantage over him.

The final blow was a spear thrust straight in, aimed at the man's heart.

The man reacted quickly, dodging the spear by moving his body and holding the staff in front of his chest to stop it from advancing any further.

The spear tip had already penetrated several millimeters into his skin, and Xie Wei increased his strength even further, displaying an aura of certain killing intent.

The man unleashed his peak Transcendent Spiritual Power instantly, stunning Xie Wei. With a slight tremor of his hand, he repelled the spear tip along with Xie Wei.

Clutching the wound on his chest, the energy of the Aversion Bead in his arms was rapidly decreasing. A fierce glint flashed in the man's eyes as he took out a small, entirely black pill from his storage space and swallowed it directly.

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