Chapter 1277 Extreme Pain

Ji Tianxing will never waste time.

While shouting angrily, he rushed behind Ji Wucuo as quickly as an aurora.

"Draw your sword!"

Without any hesitation, he directly pulled out the pitch-black broken sword, and slashed at Ji Wucuo, who was a thousand meters away.

As soon as the half-step divine weapon's broken sword came out, it drew a blazing white sword light a hundred feet long, like a giant blade that opened up the world, and also like lightning descending from the sky.

In just a split second, Jian Guang was behind Ji Wucuo, drowning him.

The bright sword light clearly reflected his body and the frightened expression on his old face.

He was full of despair, desperately cast the secret method, gathered the mana shield, and protected himself.

Moreover, he placed two dark blue scimitars horizontally in front of his body, trying to block Ji Tianxing's sword.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the mana shield collapsed into slag, and Ji Wucuo flew upside down on the spot, spurting blood.

His body was bent strangely, as if it had been folded in half, and the bones in his spine and waist were broken.

The double knives in his hands also flew out, falling from the sky towards the sea.

At the beginning, Ji Tianxing only had the strength of the third level of Soul Refining Realm, so he destroyed his physical body within three moves.

Now Ji Tianxing has reached the fifth level of Soul Refining Realm, which is the same as his strength realm, and his combat power is more than five times stronger than him!

Ji Tianxing's unique sword technique directly severely injured Ji Wucuo.

Others were still flying in mid-air, Ji Tianxing turned into a stream of light and rushed over again, stabbing fiercely with his sword.

"Sword!"

With a finger of the Excalibur, a dazzling cold light appeared, flashing in the night sky.

In the next instant, the condensed spot of light suddenly exploded in Ji Wucuo's body, emitting a light like a bright moon.

"Boom!"

Undoubtedly, Ji Wucuo's body exploded on the spot, shattered into pieces of flesh and blood, splashing out a large cloud of dark red blood rain.

The endless blazing white sword light spread like a celestial girl's scattered flowers, covering a radius of tens of miles.

The night sky for a hundred miles was illuminated, and the sea surface and icebergs in this sea area also reflected dazzling brilliance, making them look extraordinarily gorgeous.

The violent hurricane spread in all directions, sweeping for hundreds of miles before gradually dissipating.

Ji Wucuo Duoshe's physical body was blasted to death, leaving only a blazing white soul, which was also severely wounded, and wanted to escape far away.

He has been frightened out of his wits and has no intention of fighting anymore. He just wants to escape from this place as soon as possible and stay away from the demon Ji Tianxing.

Ji Tianxing immediately chased after him, swiping his sword to kill his soul, completely destroying him.

At this moment, Yun Yao who was not far away shouted hoarsely: "Stop! Tian Xing, don't kill him!"

Ji Tianxing believed her without reservation, and without asking the reason, he directly withdrew the broken sword, struck out a giant golden palm, and grabbed Ji Wucuo's soul.

"Shua!"

Ji Wucuo had no strength to resist at all, and was immediately grabbed by the giant golden palm and brought back to Ji Tianxing.

Ji Tianxing held his soul tightly, no matter how he struggled and resisted, he couldn't escape at all.

Until then, the battle was finally over.

Yun Yao was hunted down for six days and six nights, she was on the verge of death and fell into a coma countless times, and suffered extremely serious injuries.

Now, everything is over, and she finally got rid of the torment.

With the last trace of mana, she flew to Ji Tianxing's side, and said in an extremely weak voice: "Tianxing, don't rush to kill him, it's still useful to keep him!

The little black dragon was chased and killed by the guardians and elders of the Duntian Sect, and there has been no news of it until now, and his life and death are uncertain..."

After saying this, she couldn't hold on any longer, her eyes closed slowly, and she passed out on the spot.

Ji Tianxing quickly reached out to wrap her waist around her, and hugged her in his arms.

Then, he landed on a huge iceberg, placed Yunyao flat on the ice, waved out majestic magic power, and injected it into her body.

Only then could he carefully examine Yun Yao's injuries.

Most of the long white dress Yunyao was wearing was stained dark red by blood, which looked shocking.

There were at least thirty wounds on her body, half of which hadn't healed yet, and blood was still oozing out.

There are also many wounds, and the bones inside are clearly visible, showing the depth of the wounds.

There were even several wounds near her heart and neck, which almost destroyed her physical body.

Such a miserable and serious injury made Ji Tianxing feel sorry for him, but at the same time he was furious and murderous.

He can't wait to let Ji Wucuo condense his body again, and kill Ji Wucuo a hundred times again!

In addition, Yunyao was not only seriously injured, but also the mana in her body was exhausted, leaving nothing.

Her spirit is also very weak, and her star magic eye is also a little damaged, requiring long-term recuperation and repair.

Ji Tianxing suppressed his anger and killing intent, and cast the secret method of the wooden emperor's umbrella to heal Yunyao's injuries and deliver majestic mana.

After about three hours, he finally healed Yun Yao's physical injuries.

Yunyao is fine for the time being, and her physical injuries will return to normal within three to five days under the recuperation of Qingmu Zhenqi.

But her mana and spirit injuries will take more than half a month to recover.

Ji Tianxing sent Yunyao to the world of swords, and asked her to heal her injuries in the secret room in Antu City.

Then, he stared at Ji Wucuo's soul in his palm, and began to deal with this bastard.

His whole body exudes a cold air, ten times colder than the glaciers and icebergs on the sea.

He stared at Ji Wucuo's soul, and said in a serious tone: "Ji Wucuo, last time you and Murong Zheng intercepted and killed me, you beat my wife to serious injuries, and it took her more than half a month to recover from her injuries.

Now, you hunted him down for another six days and six nights, and injured her so badly!

You said, how should I torture you to dispel the hatred in my heart? ! "

While speaking, Ji Tianxing's palm gushed out a mighty soul power, condensed into dozens of white light spikes, frantically stabbing the soul of Miwu.

The sharp spikes condensed by the white light of the soul are just the means to deal with the soul of the warrior. They are as thin as a hair, but they have unparalleled penetrating power.

More than 80 soul spikes stabbed thousands of times in just ten breaths.

His soul was riddled with holes, struggling and rolling desperately, letting out an incomparably shrill and painful howl of soul.

This kind of pain that pierces the soul is ten times more painful than Ling Chi's torture!

Ji Wucuo was in so much pain that he wished he would blew himself up on the spot to end this purgatory torture!

When those spirit spikes stopped, his spirit twitched for a long time before calming down, and he said to Ji Tianxing through the method of sound transmission, "Ji Tianxing! If you dare, kill me!

However, if you kill me, you will never want to know the whereabouts of that black dragon!

It will definitely be captured by Zuo Hufa and the third elder, and will be kept in captivity like an animal, and will become the watchdog of our sect!

Soon after, you will also bear the revenge of this sect, and will be ravaged and killed by the strong men of this sect, hahaha..."