Ji Tianxing and Duanmu Huang were confronting each other in the secret chamber covered by the Soul Level Formation.
Just now, the two of them had already exchanged three blows.
Ji Tianxing was sent flying three times in the three moves. Each time, he crashed into the dark golden light shield.
Fortunately, he had the Sword God Battle Robe, which allowed him to protect himself and prevent him from suffering any serious injuries.
Duanmu Huang still had the upper hand. Ji Tianxing's three moves were unable to hurt him.
They stood at the north and south ends of the secret chamber with their backs against the dark golden light shield. They stared at each other coldly and their bodies surged with a strong fighting spirit.
Duanmu Huang pulled out the eyeball on his left face. Black blood flowed out of his eye socket.
He had only one eye now and looked extremely ferocious.
"Little bastard! Who are you? How dare you pretend to be the Lord's trusted subordinate and come to Duanmu Manor to assassinate me!
You have the guts to attack me with your Sky Origin Stage strength. You really don't know your place! "
Duanmu Huang's only eye was filled with coldness. He stared at Ji Tianxing with resentment and shouted coldly, "I'll give you a chance to live. Kneel down and beg for mercy and tell me your identity!
Otherwise, I'll skin you and pull out your tendons, tearing your flesh apart bit by bit! "
His words were gloomy and terrifying. His body was surrounded by bloody flames and his aura was as cold as a demon.
However, Ji Tianxing was not afraid at all. The corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile as he said in a playful tone, "Duanmu Huang, now that things have come to this, why are you still pretending to be calm and forcefully enduring the injury to your Spirit?
The more you pretend to be fierce, the more it proves that you're weak inside!
You're panicking! You're just trying to scare me. Your soul has been swallowed by the Divine Venomous Insect and your strength has been weakened by at least fifty percent!
The power of the three talismans in the Soul Control Talisman exploded one after another and worsened the injury of your soul. It has weakened your strength by at least twenty percent!
Now, you only have thirty percent of your power left. You're already at the end of your rope! "
Ji Tianxing exuded a confident aura. His tone was firm, and his face was filled with a sneer.
Every single word of his was like a sharp sword that fiercely pierced Duanmu Huang's heart, causing Duanmu Huang's expression to go pale while monstrous rage surged within his eyes.
Because what he said was right, it was the truth!
At this moment, Duanmu Huang indeed only had thirty percent of his power left; he was extremely weak.
He had to end the battle as soon as possible and immediately circulate his energy to heal himself. Only then would he be able to preserve the spirit that he had painstakingly cultivated for over a hundred years.
Otherwise, his injuries would continue to worsen, and his Spiritual Energy would continue to weaken.
Even if he managed to survive tonight, he would have to go into seclusion to recuperate for decades before he could return to his peak strength.
However, Ji Tianxing confidently exposed the truth and pointed out his injuries. How could he not be shocked and angry?
"Bastard! You despicable and shameless maggot, who are you?! "
Duanmu Huang roared furiously, and flames of anger appeared on top of his head.
Ji Tianxing looked at him with a smile, and the sneer on his face became thicker. He said in a mocking tone, "Haha … Aren't you a Soul Refining Cultivator? You can't even see through my disguise?
Looks like I guessed right. You're really at the end of your rope, and you only have thirty percent of your power left. "
Hearing what he said, Duanmu Huang was instantly enraged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
It turned out that Ji Tianxing's confident words were purposely to trick him!
In that situation just now, Ji Tianxing wasn't sure how serious his injuries were, and how much power he had left.
"Bastard! You deserve to die ten thousand times. After you die, you'll go to the eighteenth level of hell! "
Duanmu Huang was so furious that he almost lost his mind. He screamed at the top of his lungs, "Bastard, even if I only have thirty percent of my power left, it's more than enough to kill you!"
Indeed, he was a Level 5 Soul Refining Cultivator. Even if he only had thirty percent of his power left, he was still comparable to a Level 1 Soul Refining Cultivator.
It was indeed easy to kill a Level 6 Soul Refining Cultivator.
However, Ji Tianxing was definitely not an ordinary Soul Refining Cultivator. His potential was limitless, and his real combat power was shocking!
"Haha, more than enough to kill me? Then I'd like to see who's going to die here! "Ji Tianxing grinned, revealing a confident sneer.
Duanmu Huang was extremely furious. He didn't want to waste any more time with him. He waved his palms with all his might, pouring out endless True Core and Soul Strength.
"Raging Dragon Strike!"
The terrifying five-colored True Core, mixed with the blazing white Soul Strength, condensed into a ten-meter-long Raging Dragon and blasted towards Ji Tianxing.
The two of them were only a hundred meters apart. The moment the Raging Dragon appeared, it was already in front of Ji Tianxing.
At this critical moment, Ji Tianxing didn't have time to dodge or counterattack. He could only rely on his instinct to close his golden wings and wrap himself up.
"Wings of the Golden Roc!"
"Boom!"
In the deafening sound, the Raging Dragon hit Ji Tianxing hard and drowned him.
He was blown away again and crashed into the dark golden light shield with a "bang".
The light barrier trembled from the impact, and dense cracks began to appear on its surface.
Ji Tianxing's internal organs were also injured by the terrifying power. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned as pale as paper.
The huge Raging Dragon disappeared, and his figure appeared. He was staggering.
"Damn it! Duanmu Huang, that old bastard. His Soul Strength has been severely injured, but he still has such powerful strength!
Is this the power of a Soul Refinement Realm warrior? How terrifying! "
These thoughts flashed through Ji Tianxing's mind, and his desire to increase his strength became more and more urgent.
He also wanted to reach the Soul Refinement Realm as soon as possible and become a Transcendent. He wanted to control the wind and rain, and the power to shake heaven and earth.
However, it was too far away to think about this now.
The most important thing now was to survive Duanmu Huang's attack and find a chance to kill Duanmu Huang.
"Vermilion Bird Sacred Sword!"
Ji Tianxing roared angrily. His body ignited with red flames and condensed into a ten-meter-long Flame Sword.
His whole body merged with the Flame Sword. Raging flames rose and condensed into a huge Vermilion Bird phantom.
"Swoosh!"
The Vermilion Bird Sacred Sword swept up an earth-shattering Flame Sword, filling up the entire secret room. With an overbearing manner, it charged towards Duanmu Huang.
Ji Tianxing used all of his strength in this attack. He exploded with the most powerful combat strength.
Duanmu Huang's expression changed. He furrowed his eyebrows, and a trace of shock and fear flashed through his only eye.
"This little bastard, with the strength of a Sky Origin Stage cultivator, he can explode with the combat strength of a Soul Refinement Realm cultivator. How can there be such a monster in this world?
His Qi feels familiar to me, as if I've seen it somewhere before. Could he be … Ji Tianxing?!
Yes! He is Ji Tianxing! Only a monster like him can create such a miracle! "
At that moment, these thoughts flashed through Duanmu Huang's hazy mind, and he became much more awake.
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