Mortal Bones

"Pfft!"

Amid Qing Xiao's astonishment, Ji Wuyou on the stage pulled out a dagger from his waist with a "swish" sound and inserted it into his thigh.

"Well!"

The excruciating pain made him frown, but immediately, he looked at Xu Taiping with a grin on his face and said:

"Let me see how you can endure this pain that is ten times my own!"

As he spoke, he thrust the dagger into his thigh.

Xu Taiping, who was not far away, was a little confused at first as to why Ji Wuyou would stab himself with a knife.

But immediately, his pupils suddenly dilated.

An indescribable pain suddenly spread from his thigh.

"Well!……"

He had just stood still when he suddenly groaned in pain, his feet went weak, and he fell to one knee on the ground.

He finally understood what Ji Wuyou meant when he said, "I will return the pain tenfold to you."

Not just him, most of the monks present at this moment could see what was happening.

"This despicable and shameless villain actually used such vicious spells during the competition!"

Zhao Linglong cursed directly.

"Is there no one to take care of him?"

She looked at Xu Ziyan aside.

"Although these two wounding spells are vicious, they are only low-level spells. The rules of the competition do not say that they cannot be used."

Xu Ziyan shook her head helplessly.

"Junior sister Linglong, haven't you seen it clearly? The most powerful thing is not the spell, but Ji Wuyou himself. I have already said that he is a madman. How can a normal person practice this kind of practice to hurt the enemy first? The spell?"

Jin Hezhi, who was in the front row, suddenly shook his folding fan and said with a proud look on his face.

Zhao Linglong didn't know how to refute for a moment.

"Hahaha!"

at this time.

Ji Wuyou, who was on the stage, slowly stood up from the ground, laughing wildly with a ferocious face.

"Do you feel too painful to live?"

As he staggered towards Xu Taiping, he pinched the wound of his broken arm hard with his hand.

"Well!……"

Xu Taiping, who had just tried to stand up, staggered and fell down again.

"It seems it still doesn't hurt enough."

With a ferocious smile, Ji Wuyou bit down on the dagger and made a gash on the back of her hand, and then tore off the skin on the back of her hand with her mouth.

"Uh! Hiss..."

This time, Ji Wuyou himself grimaced in pain.

Not to mention Xu Taiping who had to endure ten times the pain.

Even though they were so far apart, Qingxiao and the others could still clearly see Xu Taiping, who was kneeling on one knee, trembling.

"This kind of competition is unfair!"

Zhao Linglong was very angry.

"When did you say this competition was going to be fair?"

Jin Hezhi asked with a smile.

"you!……"

"sit down."

Zhao Linglong wanted to refute, but Qing Xiao held her shoulders and asked her to sit down.

At this time, Ji Wuyou was only about ten steps away from Xu Taiping.

At this distance, his flying sword could kill Xu Taiping in one blow.

But Ji Wuyou didn't want to do this.

"How can I let you die so happily if I break my arm?"

Ji Wuyou looked at Xu Taiping with malicious eyes.

Immediately, he put one of his fingers into his mouth, bit the fingernail with his teeth, then turned his head and tore it off, directly tearing the nail off the finger.

"Well!"

As the saying goes, ten fingers connect to the heart. At this moment, Xu Taiping finally cried out in pain because of the pain that was ten times more heartbreaking.

Zhao Linglong in the stands couldn't bear to stare and covered her eyes.

"Hahaha!……"

When Ji Wuyou saw this, he laughed crazily again. Then, while biting his finger that had no nails, he slowly walked to Xu Taiping, smiled crookedly and said into his ear:

"Kneel down and lick the dust off these boots of mine, and I'll consider giving you a pleasant death."

When he said this, he deliberately raised his voice so that the people in the surrounding Yunlou stands could hear him.

Anyone who knows Ji Wuyou knows that he enjoys torturing his opponents more than defeating them.

Hearing this, Xu Taiping slowly raised his head.

At this time, his face was pale, and large beads of sweat were falling from his forehead.

"Really...really?"

He asked Ji Wuyou.

"Then it depends on your performance."

Ji Wuyou narrowed his eyes and stood up with a smile.

He placed his boots, stained with dust and blood, in front of Xu Taiping.

Seeing this situation, Qing Xiao and others on the Yun Tower couldn't bear to look at it and wanted to turn away.

"Qiang!"

But before anyone could look away, Xu Taiping, who was squatting, suddenly pulled out the long knife from his waist and sliced ​​off Ji Wuyou's arm from bottom to top.

Because it was too sudden, Ji Wuyou had no time to use the flying sword and could only rely on the body-protecting aura to resist.

But how could the body-protecting Qi he had so hastily circulated withstand Xu Taiping's long-prepared attack?

"Uh-huh!"

With the sound of breaking through the air, Xu Taiping's sword cut off the protective aura around Ji Wuyou's body, as well as his last arm.

"ah!"

Ji Wuyou's screams echoed throughout Zhenjianping.

At the same time, Xu Taiping's body trembled suddenly, and a brief dizziness appeared in front of his eyes.

But that's it.

"Uh...impossible. You've been hit by my double-wounding curse. If you hurt me, you're hurting yourself. The pain on your body should be ten times that of mine!"

Ji Wuyou, who flew back to the side of the ring in pain, looked at Xu Taiping in disbelief.

"Ten times?"

Xu Taiping smiled.

He wanted to say that even if you were in ten times the pain at this moment, it would not be worth one-third of the pain he felt when he was soaking in the bone-cleansing and marrow-removing soup.

Not to mention the pain he endured when he later learned the body-building technique taught by Fairy Lingyue.

"This pain is not enough."

He shook his head, then raised his knife and walked towards Ji Wuyou step by step.

"You can't fool me, you are just holding on, you must be holding on!"

Ji Wuyou roared with a distorted face, forcibly urged the true energy in his body, rolled up his flying sword from the ground, and then let the flying sword cut off his flesh and skin one by one.

The bloody scene was unbearable to watch.

But even so, Xu Taiping did not stop and walked straight towards him.

At this moment, not only Ji Wuyou, but also the disciples on the sidelines were confused.

"Could it be that there was no double injury curse at all?"

"Impossible, the person who cast the curse must know whether the opponent was hit by the double injury curse."

There was a lot of discussion around.

"You can't kill me, if you kill me, you will die, you will die of pain!"

Amid the discussion, Ji Wuyou on the stage roared with a ferocious face.

Facing Ji Wuyou's threat, Xu Taiping still did not stop.

"Zheng!"

At this moment, Ji Wuyou, who was in despair, suddenly showed a crazy look on his face, letting all the true energy in his body pour out, and then urged the flying sword in front of him, carrying a huge force, and stabbed at Xu Taiping.