The three who tried to escape were struck hard on the thigh by the sword, and the force was not light. They had no choice but to stop and stand still, not daring to move any further.
Li Xiao never expected that Mo Shisheng, who was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining, could grab his neck and attack at the same time. Mo Shisheng's speed was strangely fast. However, Li Xiao no longer had time to think about what kind of skill Mo Shisheng was using.
At that moment, Mo Shisheng was gripping his neck tightly, her thumb pressed against the artery in his neck.
Meeting Mo Shisheng's icy gaze, Li Xiao's heart sank. Mo Shisheng wanted to kill him!
Fear filled Li Xiao's eyes, yet he dared not move. His life was in Mo Shisheng's hands, leaving Li Xiao in a passive position.
Seeing Li Xiao's fear, Mo Shisheng's lips curled slightly, and she loosened her grip a little. "So, what are your last words?"
"You! You!"
"I'll give you three counts to leave your last words." Mo Shisheng glanced coldly at Li Xiao, not sparing him another look.
Li Xiao seemed to sense the fear of death. At this moment, he didn't care that his life was in Mo Shisheng's hand. He struggled to break free and used 80% of his strength to attack Mo Shisheng.
"court death!"
The moment Li Xiao's aura changed, Mo Shisheng knew what he was going to do. A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips. She raised her leg and used her knee to forcefully press against Li Xiao's abdomen. One hand blocked Li Xiao's attack, while the other hand, which was gripping Li Xiao's carotid artery, tightened at that moment.
"laugh……"
That was the sound of skin tearing open. Mo Shisheng had actually used the sharp edge of her fingernail to pierce the skin on Li Xiao's neck and forcefully pulled out the still-pulsating artery. Blood gushed out, and the smell of blood instantly filled the air.
Most of the people present turned pale with shock at the bloody scene; some couldn't bear the cruelty and even vomited on the spot...
It's not their fault. After all, they've never seen war in this peaceful imperial city. Although they're all cultivators, they only ever go so far in their duels.
Mo Shisheng watched as blood flowed from a hole in Li Xiao's neck, the bright red liquid staining his clothes like a blooming, alluring flower.
"You...will...not...die...a...good...death..."
Li Xiao's head slumped to one side, blood trickling from the corner of his lips, his eyes filled with resentment as he looked at Mo Shisheng.
Ha, may they die a horrible death?
She never considered herself a kind person; how much blood has her hands stained with?
Mo Shisheng seemed dissatisfied. Remembering that he had just hit Jiang Yao with his right hand, he raised his hand and drew the sword from Li Xiao's waist. The sharp blade gleamed silver in the sunlight.
The force with which he gripped the sword hilt was immense, his fingertips turning white, and in the end, he chopped off Li Xiao's right hand with a powerful strike.
A whole arm fell to the ground, and Mo Shisheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. Her tense nerves relaxed at this moment, but she lost her footing and fell backward.
In her last moments before losing consciousness, she saw a tall figure walking towards her. Instead of the expected pain of falling to the ground, she was enveloped in a warm embrace...
This embrace feels so familiar...
Mo Shisheng collapsed into Ming Beiya's arms, a slight smile playing on her lips hidden behind her mask, before she completely fainted and lost consciousness.
Ming Beiya held the delicate girl in his arms, his brows furrowing slightly as he looked at her body stained with the blood of others.
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