But now, the positions had finally been reversed, and it was Xie Chuncan's turn to regret his past disrespect. Lu Qi stared at Xie Chuncan coldly, not missing a single expression on his face.
The power was now in his hands. Lu Qi clenched his fists. Xie Chuncan's arrows were no longer a threat. On the contrary, with just a command from him, the numerous Foundation Establishment masters behind him would rush forward and kill Xie Chuncan instantly. He had tasted the terror of near-death once before, and now it was Xie Chuncan's turn to experience it.
The wonderful feeling of controlling someone's life and death, the sweet taste of revenge for the past... Before Lu Qi could even lick his lips, a devastating sigh interrupted his mysterious feeling. "Ah, I know. If I were them, I'd also set an ambush under the tree. Brother Xie, are you sure you can give me more power? I think it's impossible to escape with you."
Lu Qi watched helplessly as the black-clad boy rolled to avoid the flames that exploded beneath his feet. He only complained without even looking up. Xie Chuncan released his arrow and jumped down without even checking whether it had hit him. "Dodge left! Don't step on it. You're not familiar with this technique. If I hadn't warned you, you'd be half burnt by now and ready to be served on a plate."
The feather arrow was stopped by the talisman Lu Qi had prepared, but a raging rage still burned fiercely within him. He opened his mouth, his voice subdued and melancholy, "Xie Chuncan, you're such a spineless caterpillar. You always choose weakness. You deserve to be forced into this situation today."
"Brother," Luo Jiujiang said unhappily, "I guess even if I dig deep into this dead place, I won't be able to find another guy who has a life-or-death feud with the four of us."
"If your concept of strength is based on how much you deserve a beating, then your anger now is very understandable." Luo Jiujiang dodged an ice blade thrown by the pursuer, flipped over and placed one foot on the scattered debris of the forest, and calmly put all his weight on the other uninjured leg.
Blood dripped from his left leg, where the muscle was rolled up and cut, silently gathering on the trees and then silently seeping into the snow.
Not only does the other side have sufficient manpower, but more former residents of the death zone are also gathering here.
The entire dead zone was like a greedy giant mouth, waiting to swallow him and Xie Chuncan in one gulp. The hope of escape seemed extremely slim at this moment, but Luo Jiujiang still didn't want to give up.
Just as he once said to Xie Chuncan, there is only Luo Jiujiang who dies in battle due to exhaustion, but there is no Luo Jiujiang who sits and waits to die.
He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, which had been blown into shattered ice by the cold wind, and leaned back against Xie Chuncan again. The continuous firing of arrows had obviously consumed Xie Chuncan's physical and spiritual strength. Although he was not seriously injured, his muscles were still trembling slightly.
The gray sky, the endless snowfield, and the pursuit that has made people accustomed to it to the point of numbness.
"Thank you, Brother." Luo Jiujiang ignored Lu Qi's hasty "Kill them!" and said, "If someone whipped you once a day, would you get used to it one day?"
His words had hidden meaning, which made Xie Chuncan's heart tremble: "Jiujiang, you..."
"He can make ten thousand people accustomed to this, but he can't stop the one thousand and first one from snatching the whip from his hand and hitting him back." Luo Jiujiang said firmly, "I've had enough of this deadly place."
As their backs were pressed together, Xie Chuncan could feel some kind of violent and almost desperate spiritual energy sweeping up from behind him. The dark sword energy was crisscrossing in all directions, and it actually had some of Xiao Ren's spirit of cutting off the water, which was willing to sacrifice his life.
The sword is determined to burn the boats and there is no turning back.
It condenses all the experiences and insights that Luo Jiujiang has gained in recent days, as well as all the resentment that has accumulated since he came to this deadly place.
The sword intent was released as the heart desired, and the inky black sword energy swept across countless pure white snow. At this moment, all the people between heaven and earth seemed infinitely small, while the sword formed by the snow seemed to be able to grow infinitely large.
At the same time, a crack silently appeared in the snow and soil several feet deep under Luo Jiujiang's feet. An entrance that was not noticed by everyone present was getting bigger and bigger, like a half-open door.
Luo Jiujiang spoke with all his might, and every word he said carried a thousand pounds of weight.
"One cut—"Chaos" Snow Cage!"
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