"What?" Yun Zhonghe's hair stood on end.
His scalp felt like it was about to explode, and a fatal crisis surfaced in his heart.
A dark and cold light appeared in front of him in an instant, giving him no chance to dodge or escape. At the most critical moment, Yun Zhonghe's body swayed slightly, and he used this method to avoid his own heart.
The sound of flesh entering.
"Pfft." Yun Zhonghe opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes twitched, and his face turned pale in an instant.
A fist-sized hole was pierced through the right side of his chest by the black spear. The cold air attached to the black spear almost froze the blood in his body. His seemingly thin body was pushed back again and again until he hit the Buddha statue in the dilapidated temple.
A loud bang sounded.
The Buddha statue shook violently and soon fell to the ground with a loud sound.
"Who are you?" Yun Zhonghe raised his head abruptly and stared straight ahead.
There, a man in black armor, a Shura cape, and a sinister mask…was walking towards him.
Yun Zhonghe's expression was ferocious as he questioned the man. He raised his hand and slapped the man with his palm.
A palm that looked like a chicken's claw emitted a faint dark green light. As Yun Zhonghe struck out with his palm, a sizzling sound of corrosion could be heard in the cold air.
It was the sound of the poison corroding the microorganisms in the air.
"Pluto." Wu Xuan said coldly.
Looking at Yun Zhonghe's palm strike, Wu Xuan let out a low and sinister laugh." Poison?”
Soon after.
He also raised his palm. A layer of pale ice covered his palm first, and then a layer of deep orange flames burned on the ice.
"Raging Flame Palm!" Wu Xuan struck out with his palm.
Bang! Bang!
A pair of palms collided, creating a loud sound.
The ground beneath Yun Zhonghe and Wu Xuan's feet shattered in an instant. Layers of the already ragged floor were forcibly overturned, turning into fine powder that floated in all directions.
The ground shattered, and a layer of ice covered it.
"Pfft." Yun Zhonghe spat out another mouthful of blood.
His face was even paler than before. He couldn't withstand the power of Wu Xuan's palm at all. His body shook violently, and his meridians seemed to be about to shatter. His eyes widened, and a huge hole appeared on his back. He flew back dozens of meters before landing on the ground.
He flipped over and stood up. His eyes were filled with inexplicable shock, and his heart was surging with monstrous waves.
He was well aware of his own strength. Although he was not very good at fighting and only specialized in Qinggong, he was still a mid-stage Xiantian expert. However, he was defeated by this mysterious man, the Nether King, who had suddenly appeared in front of him.
"This person, could it be that his cultivation has reached the peak of the Connate Realm?”Yun Zhonghe's heart was beating wildly.
"No, I can't continue fighting here. If I continue fighting, I'll definitely die.”
"Find Boss, that's right, find Boss. With Boss, Old Er, and Old San, we will definitely be able to kill this person in front of us!”
These thoughts flashed through his mind.
Yun Zhonghe, who had flipped himself up, touched the ground with the tip of his toes and flew up. He endured the injuries in his body and circulated his lightness skill to the extreme, floating into the distance. A growl that was filled with gritted teeth came from his mouth,"
"Pluto? I, Yun Zhonghe, will remember this. If you dare to provoke us, the Four Great Villains, one day, you will be killed by us.”
"When the time comes, I, Yun Zhonghe, will definitely cut open your heart, dig out your lungs, remove your bones, and pull out your tendons. I will make sure you die a horrible death!”
His voice was filled with hatred and fear.
Wu Xuan stood in the dilapidated temple and looked coldly at Yun Zhonghe, who had already leaped nearly a hundred meters away. The eyes hidden under the mask flickered with a hint of mockery.
What if!
Yun Zhonghe had fled in another direction, so with his lightness skill, Wu Xuan was not entirely confident that he could stop him.
But it was a pity.
Yun Zhonghe was courting death. He had chosen to escape in the direction of the river outside the ruined temple. If this was not courting death, then what was?
Heaven's sins could be forgiven, but one's own sins could not be forgiven!
Wu Xuan's palm, which had just been thrown out, did not land. He merely followed Yun Zhonghe's figure as he flew past and clenched his fist tightly in Yun Zhonghe's direction.
In an instant!
Boundless cold air was generated from the river outside the ruined temple. When Wu Xuan clenched his hand, the surging river water quickly condensed into layers of thick ice.
Immediately after!
Rumble…
An earth-shattering sound rang out.
The frozen surface of the river cracked open, and an enormous icy palm reached out from the bottom of the river. The moment Yun Zhonghe appeared in the river, it grabbed him tightly in its hand.
"Pfft." Yun Zhonghe spat out another mouthful of blood.
Yun Zhonghe's aura instantly weakened.
He felt as if all the bones in his body were cracking under this grip. Cracks appeared on his skin, and his internal organs felt as if they were about to shatter. The feeling of his heart about to explode made Yun Zhonghe suffocate.
Not only that!
The blood in his body was frozen by the cold air and could no longer flow.
Something even more terrifying happened.
There was a hint of despair and fear in Yun Zhonghe's eyes. He realized that his broken organs, broken bones, and blood vessels that were about to burst…were quickly frozen after the cold air appeared.
In other words, at this moment, it would be difficult for him to die even if he wanted to!
A line of small words on the back of the blood-colored token appeared in Yun Zhonghe's mind. Extermination, death by a thousand cuts."
Even his soul was trembling!
If what the token said was true, then…
Yun Zhonghe looked in the direction of the ruined temple and saw a dark shadow walking toward him.
Instantly!
Yun Zhonghe made a prompt decision. He parted his teeth and was about to bite off his own tongue to commit suicide. Even if he died, he did not want to suffer the torture of being cut into pieces.
However!
Just as Yun Zhonghe's teeth parted, a cold current surged from his body into his throat and into his mouth. Before his teeth fell, Yun Zhonghe was horrified to find that his mouth had also been frozen by ice!
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