The ice lotus deeply pierced his chest, causing severe frostbite to appear on Yuan Ye's body.
Not only was his skin and muscle tissues necrotic, but the cold air also carried toxins that quickly seeped into his limbs and bones.
Tong Mo saw that he was tied up by the Blood Ghost Technique and regained his usual relaxed state.
This little brat only had a slightly stronger recovery ability, but his actual combat strength was too weak. He could not even dodge his most basic Blood Ghost Technique.
Thinking of this, Tong Mo's heart calmed down. He smiled and said," Brat, you're too arrogant. If you say that I'm not worthy of making you draw your saber, then tell me, who can make you draw your saber?”
"Right, if you fuse with me, I can introduce you to Lord Black Death Mou. It was said that he was already an expert swordsman when he was still a human.”
A charlatan was indeed a charlatan. He was full of lies, half true and half false. It was indeed easy to be deceived without knowing his true colors.
Yuan Ye had a look of disdain on his face as he said coldly," I only cut cute girls. You crooked melons and rotten dates, scram to the side!”
Tong Mo: "…" Wait, how could he say that?
Who are you talking about?
Black…Black Death Mou?
At this moment, Tong Mo actually felt a sense of appreciation for Yuan Ye.
He laughed loudly and raised his fan until tears were about to fall.
"Good, good, good! Interesting brat, I like you more and more. Don't worry, I will absorb you with all my strength, I won't miss out on even a single strand of your hair…Ah!!!”
Before he could finish, Tong Mo was shocked to see Yuan Ye twist his body forcefully and break free from the ice vines.
The ice lotus was still blooming on his chest. The freezing power continued, and crystal clear ice crystals spread from his chest to his neck.
However, due to his super self-healing ability, the frostbite healed quickly. Two completely different forces could be seen tugging at each other on his body.
He was really too strong…
Tong Mo was getting more and more excited.
The next moment, his vision blurred as a jade-white hand slapped his face.
"Lalala!"
Tong Mo's head spun a few times in an instant, and his neck bone broke. The muscles on his neck twisted and deformed, and blood spurted out from the wound.
"So fast…so strong!”
A slap made Tong Mo dizzy, but this kind of injury could not do anything to ghosts.
He fell to the ground, rolled his eyes, and could still speak.
Seeing that his twisted neck was about to recover, Yuan Ye rushed up and stomped on his chest.
Bang!
Tong Mo's chest caved in, and a huge hole was stomped out! Then, the fair palm slapped his face mercilessly again.
"Pa!"
"Lalala!"
The sounds of the blows interweaved together. Yuan Ye was expressionless as he slapped him from both sides.
"Crazy, who gave you the confidence to snatch milk tea from me?”
"You want to eat me?"
"You're scamming people everywhere. Don't you even know who you are?”
Pa, pa, pa!
Pa, pa, pa!
Life is endless, slaps are endless. It was like a storm, wave after wave.
Tong Mo was completely stunned.
His head was like a spinning top, spinning rapidly. In the end, only a strand of muscle was connected to his body. The ghost's self-healing ability became the main culprit for maintaining the state of pain.
The huge force hit him, causing him to continuously shake back and forth. The brains in his head were shattered into tofu dregs.
Tong Mo couldn't help but think and counterattack in his current state.
If his head had been knocked off, he wouldn't have been in such an awkward state.
The lotus crown on her head had long fallen off, and the hand holding the folding fan hung limply.
Tong Mo's face was like a pig's head. He had lost his will to fight. As his head spun non-stop, he said intermittently," You're ruthless…Can you stop hitting me?……I…won't eat you…is that alright…"
This little brat was truly a ruthless character.
With his heaven-defying recovery ability, he could ignore the Blood Ghost Spell's attack.
How?
Unless Black Death Mou personally took action and chopped off his head, there would still be hope…
Damn it! I still have so many ultimate moves that I haven't used yet, and he hit my head!
Why didn't he give her a quick death?
Once he recovers, I'll feed him a big move!
(Harano: If you lose your hope, I won't be afraid of Black Death!)）
Yuan Ye said coldly," Is this your attitude of begging for mercy?”
Tong Mo was so angry that he couldn't do anything to him. He could only swallow his humiliation and say," Please don't hit me again. I admit defeat!" The girls are all yours!"
"That's more like it."
Yuan Ye finally stopped in satisfaction and casually pulled out the ice lotus that was stuck in his chest.
The terrifying move actually made his chest turn cold and hard.
But that was all.
Yuan Ye exerted strength in his palm and crushed the ice lotus.
At the same time, the attack stopped, and Tong Mo's scarred neck was the first to regenerate. The unrecognizable pig-headed head seemed to have pressed the refresh button of F5, and with a whoosh, it returned to its original handsome appearance.
The corners of his mouth curled into a sinister smile. His wrist shook, and he was about to go back on his word and unleash a big move.
Suddenly! A slender finger stabbed into his forehead.
"Eh?"
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