directly sealed the direction of his spiritual power.

Mo Yan's Burning Xi Blue Sword pierced Jin Jiuxiao's left heart and pierced the heart veins! All of a sudden, blood rushed out like a fountain.

splashed Zi Qianmo and Mo Yan.

Even on his face, there are some stains.

The scene was not without blood.

However, the little two were as cold as ice, without any expression, and in their cold pupils, there was only infinite killing intent and hatred.

"Not good."

Jin Jiuxiao secretly screamed badly.

At the same time as being pierced, the lung and internal organs transfer method that has been secretly passed down for generations by the high priest of Nanyue Kingdom was activated, so that the lungs instantly changed their position and blocked the heart.

It will give the other party the illusion that it has pierced the heart.

Actually, it just hurt the lungs.

The large blood vessels in the lungs are also very rich, and after being pierced, the amount of blood that soars out is no less than the large blood vessels of the heart and veins.

"I didn't expect it...... This seat will ...... Fold in ...... ...... in your hands"

Jin Jiuxiao's face turned pale sharply, and his breathing gradually weakened.

Because of the blood loss, his lips were completely white like wall ash.

The two swords of Burning Xi, one in front of the other, were drawn.

For Jin Jiuxiao, this is tantamount to magnifying the pain several times and experiencing it again.

This powerful high priest, his body "poofed", fell to the ground, and after a few strokes on the ground, blood suddenly flowed all over the ground, forming a small pool of blood.

That amount of bleeding, I really doubt that the blood in his whole body has been drained.

"You have today, too."

Mo Yan's face was still terrifying, and a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with a sea of corpses and blood, black and dark, without the slightest temperature.

Thirteen years ago, that unstoppable demon faceless man.

Thirteen years of nightmares.

For countless nights, he was awakened and couldn't sleep all night.

This kind of torture cannot be described in words. Only those who have experienced it can understand what it feels like.

"Ink ...... Derivation ......"

Jin Jiuxiao had fallen into a state of near death, but he still used a weak voice of hatred, gritting his teeth, and muttering the name.

planned, failed.

The original plan was to let Mo Yan and Zi Qianmo fall into a state of near death.

Then the demon king Bai Ze will definitely jump out and save one of them desperately.

The Demon King Bai Ze will appear.

The Destiny One can also determine which one it is.

But after all—it's just that he thinks too beautifully.

In the end, the result was that I was injured to become this virtue. To be honest, it's been almost forty years, and this is the first time Jin Jiuxiao has been injured so seriously.

What a disappointment......

What about Bai Ze......

Before he was confused, Jin Jiuxiao was most disappointed with this one.

"Are you going to die?"

Zi Qianmo walked in front of Jin Jiuxiao, who had already fainted, and stretched out his foot and kicked it.

It can be said that it is very unkind.

And the place where he kicked was still Jin Jiuxiao's wound, and the blood flowed more.

"It's so cheap for him."

Ziqian Mo couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

said okay, I want to torture Jin Jiuxiao, a bastard.

After all, he brought too deep a psychological shadow to the five-year-old Xiao Moyan.

Because the amount of blood was too large, almost dry, and the location where the sword pierced was indeed the heart, after Jin Jiuxiao stopped breathing, Zi Qianmo didn't think much about it, and thought that he was really dead.