The tail hermit collided with the bone knife, and the bone knife was directly cut into pieces by the inverted blade scales on the tail hermit.
Seeing this, Qing Wufei stopped resisting and flew backwards due to the huge force of the attack.
The sudden and rapid retreat stirred up the crimson water that had not yet dried on the ground, and the splashing water sprinkled on the broken bones on the ground.
The slippery pool of blood made it difficult for Qing Wufei to stop her retreating inertia.
Then, two bone knives emerged from his sleeves.
He swung the two bone knives in his hands backwards, and with the help of the small knife inserted into the ground, he managed to stabilize his body.
Qing Wufei looked at the Xuanjie fourth realm middle stage cultivator opposite him, his face full of vigilance and solemnity.
These bone knives were all made from the femurs he collected over the years.
The femur of upright-walking organisms is one of the hardest bones.
In addition, while grinding, these bone knives were constantly infused with spiritual energy.
Each one is sharp, hard, and highly compatible with his psychic powers.
Therefore, those tentacle-like things that can be cut by a bone knife blessed with psychic energy must have terrifying attack power.
And under his gaze, Zi Sui was obviously quite at ease.
Behind Zi Sui, eight tails were swaying leisurely.
Looking closely, the tip of the tail's blade scales seemed to be flashing crimson purple.
Zi Sui adjusted the energy in his body, and entering the sixth realm of the Xuanjie allowed his control over his body to increase significantly again.
Weihe, which has no spatial attributes, now has a thin layer of spatial energy covering its scales.
Because Weihe had never carried spatial energy before, it was a little unfamiliar to use now.
Therefore, Zi Sui only uses his tail to hunt prey with particularly strong vitality.
While Qing Wufei was being actively repelled, Zi Sui exerted force with his feet and the next moment he rushed to the front of the prey that had just stood still.
The tails of the two men came together in an instant, and a fierce blow was delivered from top to bottom!
"Bang!"
“Crack!”
Qingwufei had no time to dodge, her arms crossed, and her ulna broke the moment she blocked the attack.
The force transmitted from above made Qing Wufei's body, which was already on the verge of collapse, even worse.
Blood mixed with dark lumps gushed out of his mouth, evidence of a ruptured organ.
In this situation, a normal person would basically be unable to move and would be in a state of near death.
Unfortunately, Qing Wufei is not a normal person, he is not even a "human".
Although his increasingly serious injuries have greatly hindered his ability to move.
But at the same time, the increasingly intense pain further stimulated his talent [Gift of Pain].
Ha, what an ironic name.
Qing Wufei's brain was wavering between clarity and confusion because of the pain and she couldn't concentrate.
Although he was still in battle, he began to think divergently and complain about the name of his talent.
The psychic energy rapidly generated from the soul spreads to the body, like winding up a puppet.
When Zi Sui stood in place, waving the tail sword that was being tested and fine-tuned, and was about to give him a final downward strike.
Qingwufei started moving again the moment Hezi left.
He quickly dodged to the side and then went around to the left rear of Zi Sui, pointing the bone knife directly at the back of Zi Sui.
However, before the sound of the bone knife piercing into Zi Sui's flesh could be heard, something strange happened.
Wei He, who was originally attacking downwards from the front, now suddenly appeared above Qing Wufei's head.
"Bang!"
The second heavy blow came down, and this time, Qing Wufei had no time to block it.
Some can only shift the body, trying to avoid the head, heart and spine to avoid attacks.
The sound of bones breaking rang out again, this time mixed with the sound of flesh being crushed.
Half of the body was cut off by the scales of Wei He that carried spatial energy, revealing the tattered interior of Qing Wufei's body.
Although his injuries were serious, they had not yet reached the upper limit of the [Gift of Pain].
But having lost half of his body, he was unable to control his separated flesh.
So, he was finally unable to move.
He collapsed on the ground, and the blood flowing out of Qingwu Fei covered the original bright red.
Zi Sui sensed the other person's almost non-existent breathing, which was weak but showed no signs of dying out.
Qing Wufei's head was not hit, and he was still conscious and could still feel the pain.
Therefore, [Gift of Pain] was still in operation, forcibly keeping him alive.
Zi Sui, who possessed bright eyes, naturally saw clearly the spiritual energy that was constantly gushing out as it absorbed the pain.
Being able to survive at this point, this guy must be a person with high-level talent.
Just as Zi Sui was about to use his Fire Thief's talent to strip his prey, a gray-black transparent arrow shot towards him.
"call out!"
Zi Sui tilted his head slightly, and the tip of the arrow brushed past his soft white hair.
The arrow continued to move at full speed and pierced through a tree not far behind him.
With the appearance of the arrow, the humidity in the air rose sharply.
The moment Zi Sui dodged the attack, more transparent crystal arrows came like raindrops.
These attacks were indeed not too strong for Zi Sui, but because of their large number, they delayed his actions for a moment.
A figure made of water suddenly emerged, and the dark dew condensed from the air instantly enveloped Qing Wufei on the ground.
The next moment, as Wei He attacked, Qing Wufei's figure exploded like a bubble and dissipated in the mist.
And the figure made of water suddenly turned into a solid entity.
He held the longbow in his hand and held it horizontally, blocking the attack from Hezi's hammer.
Therefore, he also observed closely the dark-colored Hezi flowing with metallic luster.
"White Hair, Eight-Tailed Fox, you should still have two pairs of wings."
A strange blue hair color appeared in the night, and the person who came was Bixu who came from Yuanqing.
He instantly recalled the latest wanted warrant issued by the human race at the end of last year.
The powerful and beautiful predatory organs that could not be concealed by the blurry picture above made Bixu remember the name of the wanted person instantly.
"The Eight-Tailed Owl is the most wanted person on the human race's wanted list. I didn't expect to run into him here. I'm really lucky today."
After revealing his figure, Bixu couldn't wait to approach Zisui.
The words that came out of his mouth were mixed with unconcealable excitement, and his eyes were fanatical as if he was looking at good experimental materials.
"They all think you're a demon, or a new creation of Wanren Yakou Laboratory."
"I'm different. I can sense the specialness of your soul. You are an Eldar, a kind of Eldar that has never been discovered!"
"boom!"
In response to Bixu, Weihe launched another sweeping attack.
When Zi Sui heard the other party's first words, his eyes were filled with fierce murderous intent.
This murderous intent grew stronger as he spoke.
Yu He spread out, and Zi Sui appeared directly behind Bi Xu, and the steel feather slashed directly at his spine.
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