Chapter 114
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Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, more than ten days had passed.
However, within the Jade Leaf Formation, the sounds of the longsword clashing with the beast thorns continued to echo.
That's right, the battles between experts were sometimes this long. Legend had it that the previous Sect Master Le He had fought with someone for a secret treasure for three years and five months. This had become a legend among all the Big and Small Sects in Dongling.
Compared to that, a dozen or so days was like the snap of a finger. However, this kind of physical exhaustion had long surpassed the limits of early stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.
During this period of time, Hong Luan and Tong Zhan had worked hard to offer their blood essence to the Crane Feather Divine Sword several times. So now, both of them had sunken eyes and dehydrated skin. They were lying on the ground motionlessly like two dehydrated old cucumbers.
"Damn you, Xiang Qian … why did you give me the antidote? Can't you just let this fairy die comfortably from the poison? Sob sob sob sob. "
As long as they were alive, they would have their blood drawn daily by the Little Ancestor as a sacrifice to the sword. That kind of pain was worse than death!
Thinking back to the strange green pill she had eaten some time ago, Hong Luan's sallow face withered even more.
She was like a remnant flower that had entered the dusk, about to wither in the wind at any time.
The current battle situation was indescribable.
Not only were the two people lying on the ground barely breathing.
Even the heroic and elegant Seven-leaf prodigy, Ji Qingyi, was nowhere to be seen. All that was left in the air was a madman with disheveled hair, bare feet, and a deranged expression.
"Aha! This young master cut your leg again! Little worm, this leg of yours is finally crippled … "He sounded like an old man.
"Holy shit! How much vitality do you have in your body? Why did a new one grow right after it was broken? Why wasn't it panting? Wu wu wu wu … This Young Master won't hit you anymore, I won't hit you anymore, you're bullying me! You're a pervert! "His fingers pinched an orchid.
"No, no, no! This young master will definitely beat you to death. I won't even give my heart to Big Nose Huang. This young master will slice open your flesh inch by inch and find the source of your tenacity! "His voice was hoarse.
Looking at the crazed Ji Qingyi who was crying and laughing at the same time, Zhen Xiaoxiao's forehead was drenched in sweat.
Over the past ten days, she had fed Little Eight Eyes countless All-Nourishing Divine Pills under the pretext of "protecting Senior Brother".
The more it was injured, the happier it was. Its skin was glossy, and it had nowhere to vent its brute force. It often had a nosebleed to relieve its pain.
If he could still be beaten to death by Ji Qingyi in this kind of situation where the vitality was so strong that there was no place to spend it, then that would be strange.
In response to the opponent's provocation, Little Eight Eyes happily shook its body and blew a gust of air at him.
The waste gas from the intestines, which had been nourished by countless exotic flowers and poisonous herbs, rushed in front of Ji Qingyi and immediately melted the yellow paper that was floating above his head. It had already been corroded to the point of being riddled with holes.
Ka-cha!
As the yellow paper decayed, the faint protective barrier around Ji Qingyi's body also shattered.
"Damn, this is my last Ancestor's Charm!"
Ji Qingyi let out a howl of blood, and could only stimulate his own spiritual energy to continue to resist the invasion of the poison!
Over the past few days, it was unknown how many talismans had been destroyed by the Spider Emperor. If it was a normal battle, then it would be fine, but this kind of disgusting fart tactic was vulgar, despicable, and shameless. It was simply a naked humiliation to his character!
Now, as long as he closed his eyes, a shining white butt would immediately appear in his mind …
Shuddering, Ji Qingyi suddenly opened her eyes.
"If I don't cut you into eight pieces, stew you and feed you to the dogs, kill the dogs, stew you and feed you to the pigs, kill the pigs, stew you and feed you to the fish … this young master's chest will never be able to calm down!"
Although dogs, pigs, and fish were all innocent, he always felt that only by killing them a few more times could he vent his anger …
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