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"one two three."
Ji Yihe didn't play cards according to the routine at all, saying three times was actually 123 and read it directly, and flew up quickly.
Similarly, his body flew up quickly, turning into a bolt of lightning that was difficult for others to see clearly.
All the distances were crossed in an instant, and a palm was printed on Li Daojing's shoulder.
The crisp sound of "click" spread in all directions, and then everyone saw an extremely bloody scene¡ª¡ª
Ji Yihe turned his palm into a claw, and tore off Li Daojing's right arm completely.
Li Daojing staggered backward in pain, but Ji Yihe locked his left wrist again.
Seeing that Ji Yihe was about to tear off Li Daojing's second arm, a sword intent shot out from the gate of Panshi Circus.
That sword intent is like a pot of turbid wine, which makes people intoxicated.
Ji Yihe's palms were slightly clenched, and his brows looked like a drunken person.
Just in the gap of this moment, Qingliang Shengxue's magic weapon pierced Ji Yihe's wrist with a sword across thousands of distances.
The sharp blade passed by, leaving a smooth cut.
"Boom~~"
Ji Yihe's wrist fell to the ground, and the pain went all the way up the wrist, hitting his brain.
"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~"
With a shrill scream, Ji Yihe stepped back dozens of steps, staring at the gate of the Panshi Circus, like a wild wolf that hadn't eaten for ten days and a half in the wilderness, full of hatred and ferocity.
"Come out!" Ji Yihe roared wildly, sprouts sprouted from the broken wrist, as if this was not a human body.
On the ground, the severed hand also sprouted buds, and the two sides were about to join together.
The divine sword flitted again, and flew back to the gate of the Panshi Circus wearing the palm of his hand.
A slender jade-like hand stretched out from the shadow in the door, firmly holding the ice-like snow-like divine sword.
"Zhixue, don't play with dirty things casually." Chen Wuxian popped out with his fingers, and the fire force of the five elements invaded and hit the broken palm, bursting into a burst of flames.
When Ji Yihe saw this scene, he clenched his back molars suddenly, and the spirit energy surged out of his body.
He didn't know the relationship between the person who shot and the person who was injured on the scene.
However, he just wanted to transfer the same pain to Li Daojing's body - to destroy the whole right hand that was still flying in the air.
Ji Yihe's eyes were fierce, but he couldn't find the target.
"Are you looking for this?" Chen Wuxian raised Li Daojing's right arm.
Before Ji Yihe could answer, a formation formed under his feet, and he walked to Li Daojing's side in one step.
When the arm was taken back, black and white rays of light appeared in Chen Wuxiu's palm, and there seemed to be a cycle of life and death in it.
In the blink of an eye, Li Daojing's arm hung back.
"Thank you Brother Wuwu," Li Daojing nodded in thanks, raised his left hand, and touched the bloody interface.
It hurt, it hurt so badly, but he laughed out loud.
Because the pain seemed to extend towards the elbow and wrist, it seemed that a special force inside was repairing his arm along the way of the pain perception.
In other words, the more it hurts, the better it gets.
However, this kind of pain is like the soul being kneaded into dough by someone, or like the bone being ground into powder by someone.
Even with Li Daojing's calm temperament, he couldn't help but scolded: "It really hurts!"
"Hahaha, it's right if it hurts. If it doesn't hurt, it means that the arm is dead." Chen Wuxian smiled at Li Daojing, then turned his head to look at Qing Zhao and Ye Linchen.
Qing Zhao said crisply: "Master."
Ye Linchen snorted arrogantly, and muttered a few words of explanation: "I didn't have time to make a move, this idiot did it himself."
On this side, there is a harmonious posture, as if nothing happened, but on the other side, Ji Yihe's eyes are full of resentment.
"Who are you Tene? No, it doesn't matter anymore. Since I cut off one of my palms, today is your death day."
At this time, people came out of the Panshi Circus one after another.
Bai Xiaoqing, Bai Yanran, Ji Ruoqiongthe members of the Bai family, the members of the Ji familythe elders and disciples of the major forces.
A certain elder jokingly said: "Hey, who is so arrogant and dares to block the entrance of Panshi Circus? If you don't know, you think you are going to commit an offense. What are you going to do?"
An elder from another faction took up the conversation: "Hahahaha, today is really a wave of ups and downs.??It seems that there is another good show to watch. "
"So who, come here and tell me the whole story." Bai Rong first grabbed a spectator who had been watching for a long time.
The spectator tremblingly told the story.
The three hot suns of the Ji family all wanted to cover their faces, why did this scumbag just come back today, and made such a big embarrassment even though he was so alive.
Except for practicing more than 20 years ago and reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, other aspects are really not on the table Ji Guyun glanced at Ji Yihe in disgust.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through Ji Guyun's mind, and Ji Guyun's thoughts opened wide:
Isn't this a great opportunity right now?
Chen Wuxian and Ji Yihe have a grudge, as long as the two of them can gamble, no matter who wins or loses, for me, it will either be beneficial or pleasing to the eye.
Why not do it? !
With this in mind, Ji Guyun came out and introduced to everyone: "This is one of the five great suns of my Ji family, Mu Xing, Ji Yihe."
"Brother Yihe, why did you fight with Mr. Endless, and you are in the Nascent Soul Realm, but you suffered a big loss and your right palm was cut off by the sword."
The tone of cynicism was not concealed at all, like a poisoned dagger piercing Ji Yihe's heart.
This kind of venom does not kill people, but makes people crazy.
Ji Yihe frowned, opened his mouth wide, and stuck out his long tongue, "What are you talking about, kid? Don't you know what kind of exercises I am practicing?"
"Broken Palm? A joke!" Ji Yihe waved his left hand, pointing at Zhixue, the divine sword, "I'm just trying to see if that sword is sharp enough."
Ji Guyun of Dog Day Ji Yihe cursed in his heart, but for the sake of face he had to use the technique of rebirth with severed limbs.
Buds intertwined at the wrist, first turned into vines and then turned into flowers, bearing fruit in an instant, and the fruit burst with a bang.
Accompanied by a dazzling halo, the fruit was squeezed into powder, and the powder floated down, and a intact palm grew on Ji Yihe's wrist again.
"What a mysterious secret technique!" Beside him, a cultivator in the realm of transformation raised his eyebrows lightly, and his tone of voice was also upward, revealing a hint of surprise.
Sweat dripped from Ji Yihe's forehead, and his face was slightly pale. It was obvious that the secret technique just now consumed a lot.
He moved his palms twice, tilted his neck left and right, making a rattling sound, then drew circles with both hands, and held a pair of parting hooks in both hands.
?Raising the hook, pointing at Chen Wuxing, Ji Yihe licked his upper lip:
"You dare to hurt me in this Xuanyuan City. You are afraid that you have never died. Mr. Endless, what kind of thing is that? I haven't heard of it. If you have the guts, let's fight alone?!" (Remember this site website: www.hlnovel .com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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