Mo Xie frowned slightly, too lazy to waste words with him.
Just then,
Knock knock knock!
A muffled heartbeat emanated from Xiao Xueyi's chest.
The next second,
A streak of blood emanated from his chest cavity.
at the same time,
His hair turned dry and white in an instant, and even his face became withered, like that of an old man!
Upon hearing this sound,
Moye suddenly felt irritable and nauseous.
His blood instantly boiled, as if it were about to burst out of his body!
Sizzle!
Sizzle!
Sizzle!
Blood gushed out of his wounds all over his body.
Something's not right!
Mo Xie's expression changed drastically, and he staggered backward.
Until one leaves the area enveloped by the blood and qi, and the sound of a heartbeat disappears from one's ears.
The boiling blood in my body gradually calmed down.
He then felt much better.
"Even though I've lost my fighting ability, there's nothing you can do to me!"
Within the blood-red light, Xiao Xueyi's voice was weak, but carried a hint of smugness.
"Under my secret art of blood and sweat, every living being must die! Unless you have no blood, hahaha..."
His tone was filled with intense anger and hatred, "Moye, even if you used all your trump cards, this match is still a draw!"
"I will avenge this humiliation a thousandfold!"
Mo Xie's face was solemn, and her brows were furrowed.
Xiao Xueyi was already seriously injured and had no power to resist.
But I'm not feeling well either!
After opening the 'Demon God Gate',
All bodily functions, including his profound energy, have been exhausted and drained, and he may collapse and fall into a coma at any moment.
Although his condition was somewhat better than Xiao Xueyi's.
But unexpectedly, he possessed such a bizarre secret technique...
Amidst that bloody light, I'm afraid I have no way to deal with him!
Because as soon as you get close, your blood will be stirred by a mysterious force, as if it is about to burst out of your body.
That was because I reacted quickly.
If you stay there too long, it could be life-threatening!
seem,
The battle has reached a stalemate!
A draw might be the only outcome...
Mo Xie clenched her fists tightly.
Is there really no other way?
Just then,
A flash of inspiration crossed his mind.
A smile crept onto his lips.
Looking at the layer of bloody light, a murderous glint flashed in his eyes.
...
"I never expected it to end in a draw!"
"This Mo Xie is indeed very strong, with terrifying trump cards appearing frequently! It's a pity, the Blood Prince is no pushover either."
"It's more like a clash of titans!"
"No! I think that if we miss this opportunity, Mo Xie will definitely lose the next match!"
What does that mean?
"It was because Blood Prince was completely unprepared that he was defeated by Mo Xie with great force. If he had been prepared in advance, Mo Xie probably wouldn't have been able to win so easily."
"Indeed! Mo Xie's secret technique for enhancing cultivation is incredibly terrifying and can absolutely suppress the Blood Prince. However, its effect is too short-lived! If in the next round the Blood Prince focuses solely on escaping and defending, and manages to hold out until that time, it will be the moment of Mo Xie's defeat!"
"Heh, easy for you to say! You yourself said you could create absolute suppression, so what does he have to rely on?"
"So, is Blood Prince's secret technique enough to hold out?"
The man fell silent...
"What a pity! Mo Xie was just one move away from winning!"
There was a sense of regret at the scene.
...
Black Sea.
"I never expected that the Little Demon Lord would be forced to this point by this guy!"
"Yes, once the Heart Blood Secret Technique is activated, it will result in severe damage to one's Qi and Blood!"
"Hmph, a severe loss of qi and blood is no big deal! Just grab some people to replenish his blood. If a hundred don't work, then a thousand, if a thousand don't work, then ten thousand. As long as he gets enough blood, he will eventually recover."
The elders exchanged glances and looked at the eldest elder at the head of the group.
The old man, his face grim, shouted at the referee, "The battle is over, why don't you declare it a draw?"
The referee glanced at the battle on the ring.
It seems that a draw is indeed the only outcome.
He then prepared to step onto the ring.
Just then,
Mo Xie spoke up, "Xiao Xueyi, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
Xiao Xueyi seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and coldly said: "Hmph, if you have a way, come in, and I'll offer my neck for execution!"
Mo Xie smiled knowingly, "Alright, then I'll come in."
"Come out, Shadow Slave Number One!"
A thought crossed my mind.
A figure emerged from the shadows beneath Mo Xie.
This was refined by a traitor from the Demon God Temple.
Because he only had the cultivation level of the eighth-grade sect master, he was left aside by Mo Xie after he used the Soul Transference technique.
But now,
Even at the eighth-grade Grandmaster level, it can still be of great use!
"I'd like to see if your secret technique works on shadows..."
Mo Xie gave a cold smile, "Go!"
Shadow Slave Number One received Mo Xie's command and unconsciously fled into the bloody light.
"What's this?!"
Amidst the blood-red light, Xiao Xueyi roared in terror, "No! I admit it..."
Click!
The sound of bones breaking!
Pfft!
The sound of blood splattering!
"ah……"
Xiao Xueyi let out a miserable cry and then fell silent.
The bloody light then dissipated.
See the scene clearly.
Everyone gasped.
Xiao Xueyi lay on the ground, his sparse white hair scattered, his face wrinkled like the bark of an old tree.
Both his arms and legs were broken, and dark blood flowed all over the ground.
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