The Ultimate Student in the City

After spraying the blood, Xifeng Zhishui was surprised to find that he, who always thought that language was the choice of the weak, now had the urge to swear.

At this moment, Xifeng Zhishui's body trembled, his blushing face turned extremely pale, his eyes widened, and he became terrified, helpless, and bewildered.

He turned his head with difficulty, and looked at his right arm. There was only a blood hole left there, and the blood was gushing out like a fountain.

His right arm was cut off alive. What frightened Xifeng Zhishui was not only because his arm was broken, but also because the sword came without warning, he didn't feel it at all!

Xifeng Zhishui's broken arm holding the long sword did not fall to the ground, but fell into Li Zedao's hands.

Li Zedao simply and rudely broke off the wrist that was holding the sword tightly, and his nerves were still not dead, and threw it away casually, and then looked at this very high-quality sword with great interest.

The blade of the sword is icy cold, icy and threatening, it is indeed forged by ice that has not melted for a thousand years. The naked eye can see that there is water flowing inside the ice, as if the ice inside the ice has melted, which is very miraculous.

Of course, the fool also knows that this is definitely not the ordinary Millennium Ice.

Xifeng Zhishui stared blankly at Li Zedao with wide-eyed eyes, like an idiot, but the emotion of fear spread crazily in his chest.

He didn't say anything, he didn't expect that the snake man's speed was so terrifying, he didn't even feel any breath coming, and his wrist was cut off.

Li Zedao glanced at the other party, and returned the rather high-quality words he heard before: "Borrow what you just said, and use this sword in exchange for a chance not to kill you."

Xifeng Zhishui's ice sculpture-like body trembled uncontrollably.

"Of course, I know that when you said this just now, I was afraid that you still wanted to smash my dantian and abolish my cultivation base. Since you are uglier than me, I won't abolish your dantian." Li Ze said it as a matter of course.

"..." Xifeng Zhishui's body trembled even more, he really didn't understand how this snake man had the courage to say such words.

Li Zedao didn't care whether this Tianjiao would have a mental breakdown due to serious setbacks, or even be killed by others later, he put away the spoils happily, and walked away swaggeringly.

After the "snake man" left,

Xifeng Zhishui still stood there like a log, unable to recover for a long time.

Blood dripped drop by drop from his severed arm, and the ticking sound was so piercing and ferocious in this empty space, as if it was the most terrifying sound in the world.

He became famous as a young man, his cultivation talent was extremely terrifying, and he joined the disciples of such strong men as Old Man Kongshan. He has a bright future ahead of him. I thought so too.

Afterwards, he ventured into God's Domain alone without any defeat.

But now, his pride, his future, and everything about him were trampled on the ground by an evil snake man, crushed, dug a big hole, buried it completely, and rotted from then on.

You have no face to face Master! From now on, God's Domain will never have a figure like Xifeng Zhishui again.

Xifeng Zhishui's body couldn't help shaking, his face was as pale as a piece of white paper.

"ah……"

He couldn't help but look up to the sky, let out a piercing roar, that face became ferocious, full of monstrous hatred! He has never hated someone so much as he does now.

At the same time, Xifeng Zhishui also hated Nangong Meili, if that woman hadn't run away and pushed the terrifying snake man to herself, how could he have fallen into such a fate?

"You all...damn it!" Xifeng Zhishui almost gnawed his steel teeth into pieces.

At this moment, an extremely sinister laughter came from behind.

"Jie Jie Jie, isn't this Brother Zhi Shui?"

When Xifeng Zhishui heard this voice, his brows twitched violently, he turned his head to look at the person who was looking at the dead, and said in an extremely cold voice, "If you don't want to die, get out!"

Mu Ding, the disciple of the notorious Eagle Eyed Old Ghost.

This person is thin and thin, with pointed mouth and protruding eyes. He always has an extremely sinister smile on his face, giving people a very dangerous feeling.

Of course, the wooden tripod does have the strength to make people feel dangerous.

"Jie Jie Jie, brother Zhishui's hand was actually broken? Who did it?" Mu Ding glanced at Xifeng Zhishui's broken arm, his eyes widened slightly with sinister light, he couldn't believe it This is real.

Before thinking about it, Master specially reminded him to pay attention to three people, one is Luming from Buzhou College, the other is Baili Qiyu from Yingzhou College, and the last one is Xifeng Zhishui in front of him.

Until that's done, it's best to avoid all three for a while.

Unexpectedly, his hand was broken at this time, who did it? Luming or Baili Saitama?

"This has nothing to do with you. If you don't want to die, get out!" Xifeng Zhishui's eyes were filled with murderous intent, but a strong sense of powerlessness arose in his heart.

I'm afraid there is no way to scare away this terrible enemy with a few words.

"Jiejiejie... I heard that brother Zhishui is still the first person in this hunting battle. I don't care about life and death, and I want to challenge you." Mu Ding smiled sinisterly, and what he said made people want to vomit blood.

Mu Ding could tell that Ximen Zhishui's heart fluctuated greatly, his breathing was short, obviously he had suffered a serious blow, and his spiritual energy was greatly consumed. In addition to the broken wrist, his strength might be less than 50%.

Wouldn't it be foolish not to take him down at this moment?

"It seems that you really want to die!" Xifeng Zhishui's eyes turned cold, and he clenched the lonely... scabbard in his hand.

The Frost Sword has been snatched away by that damn snake man, leaving only this rather inconspicuous scabbard.

Xifeng Zhishui felt as if he was holding a bubble of shit, it was so disgusting, and a strong sense of humiliation came to his heart again.

What kind of scenery was he once? Unexpectedly, they are being stepped on one after another now!

"Brother Zhishui, please enlighten me!" Mu Ding bowed, but his expression became serious, as if he was facing an enemy.

Xifeng Zhishui was so angry that his chest felt tight, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Mu Ding's protruding eyes released a strange color.

Xifeng Zhishui suddenly remembered something, and at the same time his complexion changed dramatically, he quickly shifted his gaze, not daring to look at Mu Ding's eyes more.

However, it was too late.

In an instant, Xifeng Zhishui felt dizzy, and everything around him seemed to be spinning rapidly.

Before the start of this hunting duel, Xifeng Zhishui obtained relevant information of many strong men from his master, so he knew the terrifying of this wooden tripod.

This is the technique of ghost pupils, the most powerful method of Mu Ding.

The ghost pupils, like the colorful pupils of the Gongshu family and the golden pupils of the Baili family, are pupil techniques.

The power of the pupil technique is to attack the soul of others, or make people tremble with horror, or make people slow down, or even more serious, make people faint, or fall into some kind of terrible illusion, or even It is death!

The most effective way to fight against a pupil master is not to look him in the eye.

Originally, Xifeng Zhishui would never have stared at Muding's ugly eyes, but his wrist was severed by Li Zedao, and his mentality completely collapsed. In addition, he used the strongest ultimate move "Mantian Jianyu" twice in a row. ", it really took a lot of spirit energy, and he was so angry that he vomited blood because of Mu Ding's shamelessness, so he got hit.

At this time, Xifeng Zhishui's head became more and more dizzy, and his whole body seemed to be stepping on cotton, and his feet became light and light.

His one arm was clutching his forehead that was already sweating, his expression looked so painful.

Even though it was so painful, Xifeng Zhushui still felt several terrifying sword qi coming from behind him. Xifeng Zhishui wanted to avoid it, but his body, which had become extremely heavy, was unable to respond.

In an instant, three terrifying sword qi struck Xifeng Zhishui's legs and that single arm respectively, with a few clicks, the remaining arm and two legs of Xifeng Zhishui were like the lotus root dipped in syrup. Like a knot, he left his body.

Because the nerves were not dead, the severed limb still twitched a few times on the ground.

Xifeng Zhishui's mutilated body landed heavily, opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of stuffy blood, and in the eyes that were trying to open, there was horror, anger, more despair, collapse!

Limbs are severed, even if the cultivation base is still there, but it has already been reduced to a disabled person!

"Wooden cauldron..."

Xifeng Zhishui tried his best to wriggle his throat to squeeze out these two red words full of hatred, and then spit out a mouthful of blood again. He was so out of breath that he almost fainted.

He never expected that Mu Ding's attack was so ruthless and unruly.

Torturing people like this is more disgusting than killing people. This is not killing, but it is killing one's heart!

Mu Ding smiled sinisterly and looked at the dying dog on the ground, feeling quite fulfilled.

To be honest, taking Xifeng Zhishui down so easily was completely beyond his expectation.

Originally, when encountering West Wind Zhishui, he wanted to take a detour.

"My master, I will never let you go!"

Xifeng Zhishui roared in a hoarse voice, seemingly gnashing his teeth, but in reality he was like a pitiful stray dog, like this shrew who was only sloppy, and had long since lost the handsomeness and aloofness of the past.

"Losers talk a lot."

Mu Ding smiled cruelly, raised the long sword in his hand, quickly and accurately pierced Xifeng Zhishui's bloody mouth, and broke Xifeng Zhishui's tongue with a stir, and the world was quiet.

Xifeng Zhishui's pupils were wide open, revealing ashes, and blood gushed out of his mouth uncontrollably.

"The loser is not qualified to speak."

Mu Ding was quite satisfied with his sword, and then took out another elixir and stuffed it into Xifeng Zhishui's mouth, forcing him to swallow it together with the blood in his mouth, so as to prevent this guy from bleeding to death.

The medicinal effect of the elixir was good, and the blood that had been gushing out from the wound immediately stagnated.

The wooden tripod lifted Xifeng Zhishui up, and with a flash of his figure, he quickly swept forward.

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