Even a strong man like Xue Kong, with his physical strength, felt pressured by the young man's gaze, which made Xue Kong breathe rapidly and began to retreat.
He had no intention of fighting with the young man.
However, as if his territory was offended, the young man's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, staring straight at Xue Kong. When Xue Kong slowly retreated, the young man suddenly stood up.
When the young man stood up, the people from the surrounding tribes, who had all had their eyes closed, opened their eyes one by one, and then stood up in unison, looking straight at Xue Kong together with the young man.
There was a hint of fanaticism in their eyes.
It was not their enthusiasm for Xue Kong, but for the young man. It seemed that as long as the young man gave an order, they would rush forward without fear of life or death.
"Not good!" Xue Kong was shocked. He was already exhausted from dealing with that young man alone. If the entire tribe attacked him together, his life would be in danger.
Xue Kong immediately stepped into the air and was about to leave this place.
However, at this moment, a calm voice seemed to penetrate the heavens and earth, ringing in Xue Kong's ears: "One finger cuts the body!"
Although the voice was plain and leisurely, it seemed to contain infinite power. When the voice rang in his ears, Xue Kong was shocked to find that his body was out of control and stopped in the air, unable to move.
"What kind of power is this!?" Xue Kong's eyes widened slightly. He tried his best to cultivate, but he couldn't move his body at all.
The young man in the distance raised his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and pressed them against his eyebrows.
This scene seemed quite familiar to Xue Kong.
He was surprised and said, "Isn't this the magic cast by the evil ghost?"
"Could it be that the evil ghost was transformed by this young man?"
"No, that's not right. This young man is far more powerful than that evil ghost!" Xue Kong's mind raced. He struggled hard to resist the force that imprisoned his body, but it was of no avail.
He was already extremely certain that even if the young man was not a Jindan cultivator, his cultivation must be above the late Yuanying stage, otherwise he would never have confined himself like this.
Just at this moment, the young man raised his finger from between his eyebrows, and then an astonishing force burst out, suddenly appearing from between his eyebrows, contained in his fingertips, turning into a knife that could cut through the body, and then he pointed at Xue Kong from a distance, and the knife fell.
boom!
Xue Kong felt as if thousands of thunders were exploding in his mind.
The body-cutting knife was invisible at first, with only an astonishing aura. As it approached Xue Kong, it became looming and constantly changed between illusion and reality.
When it fell on Xue Kong, it pierced his body from his left shoulder to his right abdomen, splitting him in two.
Intense pain immediately spread throughout Xue Kong's body.
His face flushed red, and veins bulged all over his body. The sword was so powerful that it ignored his physical strength and pierced through his body.
Xue Kong's eyes immediately turned red: "I can't die here! My journey to immortality has just begun, how can I stop here!"
"No matter if you are a Divine Transformation cultivator or a Nascent Soul cultivator, I cannot die!!"
Xue Kong gritted his teeth, his strong willpower causing his body to tremble violently. The force that imprisoned his body loosened at this moment, causing his fingers to tremble slightly.
He slapped the storage bag with his palm, and with a thought, the corpse of the Qiong snake suddenly appeared.
"Demon Blood Treasure Record, turn!!!" Xue Kong roared, "Refine the treasure blood!"
He actually wanted to refine the corpse of the horned snake and condense the precious blood at this moment, hoping to use the powerful recovery ability gained from the body training of the Demon Blood Treasure Record to repair his injuries.
However, the young man in the distance turned a blind eye to this, as if he could not see the actions of the Qiongshe and Xue Kong. He raised his right hand again and pressed it on his eyebrows.
Another leisurely word floated out of his mouth.
"A soul-severing sword!"
Click, click, click.
Xue Kong seemed to hear the sound of broken glass in his ears. He raised his head suddenly and saw that the young man's fingers had already raised from his eyebrows. A half-illusory and half-real soul-slashing sword suddenly came.
Before he had any chance to dodge or counterattack, the Soul-Slaying Sword suddenly flashed and landed on him.
"Ah!" The knife did not fall on Xue Kong's body, but on his soul.
The excruciating pain of his soul being torn apart made even Xue Kong, with his great concentration, scream instinctively at this moment, and his soul fell apart in an instant.
At this moment, Xue Kong finally realized what it meant that there are always people better than you.
Those methods that he used to be proud of.
Good physique.
Under the young man's body-severing sword and soul-severing sword, they were like children's toys and had no effect at all. When the two swords hit him, not only Xue Kong's body, but even his soul began to fall apart.
The body of the horned snake is still being refined, and the precious blood is not so easy to refine.
But obviously, Xue Kong no longer had time to wait for the appearance of the precious blood.
His eyes gradually revealed fatigue, and his body was no longer strong. He was defeated by the body-severing sword and the soul-severing sword, but his heart remained firm.
His eyes were fixed on the young man in the distance.
The young man raised his hand again and pressed it on his brow, exactly the same as the previous two times, the same action, but a different aura of power.
Each time more intense than the last.
This third time, there was no roar.
When the young man's fingers landed on his brow, the world around him was distorted for a moment. Although it quickly returned to normal, when the young man raised his right hand, the distortion had already lingered on his fingertips.
The young man raised his hand, still pointing at Xue Kong in the distance, and pressed it gently.
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