Chapter 388: The situation is reversed, and the voice is not falling. Before Liang Xi could understand how the masked man suddenly jumped behind him, the sharp pain from his back made him completely lose the ability to think.

The waist and ribs were beaten, Liang Xi's blood could no longer help but gush out of his mouth, he couldn't wait to spit out all the internal organs together, his body flew straight forward, a boulder in front of him was smashed, and most of his body was crushed in the gravel pile, and the blood spread out in large patches, dyeing the gravel pile red, and the air was full of pungent bloody smell.

"Hehe, your tricks are too pediatric!" The masked man's eyes flashed with a thick killing intent, and the long claws in his hands kept dripping viscous blood that originally belonged to Liang Xi, "This is my killer weapon, I didn't expect it." ”

The masked man's body suddenly became erratic in the wind, and afterimages continued to appear around his body, gradually approaching the pile of rubble where Liang Xi was falling.

The gravel pile was less than a meter away from the rushing Sangqu River, and one of Liang Xi's arms hung on the riverbank, his palms paddling with the water flow, and his arms, which had become pale from blood loss, seemed to have no trace of life.

"My fire true power is just right to overcome your wood true power, you can only consider yourself unlucky Liang Xi. Finally killing the strong enemy, the masked man showed a hideous smile, raised his hand, and the sound of cheering sounded, and the blood beads that were originally hanging on the long claws quickly steamed and volatilized into gas.

"Just cut off your head and you're ready to take it to the job. The masked man greedily looked at the blood on the ground, and the energy fluctuations in the blood made him swallow, but he knew that his employer would not allow him to do that.

The rubble covered Liang Xi's body with a thick layer, burying him from his thighs to the top, only two arms were exposed, and the rubble and blood were stuck to his clothes.

In order to cut off Liang Xi's head, the masked man had to endure the faint pain on his body and squatted down to clean the stones off Liang Xi's body.

After a while, Liang Xi's upper body appeared in front of the masked man.

There are three terrible blood holes on his back waist, and after such a long time, although the three blood holes are no longer bleeding, the terrifying ** still makes people who see them feel a tingling scalp.

Liang Xi lay motionless on the ground, not feeling a trace of anger at all, and looked like he was really dead.

"I didn't expect it to be so troublesome, true martial arts double cultivation, and two strengths, in addition to me, there is another true martial arts double cultivation on this continent, it's a pity. The masked man crouched on the ground and said, his tone sounding rather regretful.

He raised his injured right hand, and the three spikes on his long claws let out a soft groan, and the long thorn in the middle showed a red light, gradually elongating, and became a short blade one foot long.

The short blade shimmered, and the breeze blew around it, as if it had been cut by it.

A fierce light flashed in the masked man's eyes, and he was about to cut down on the back of Liang Xi's neck, when Liang Xi, who had been motionless, suddenly moved!

His hand hanging from the riverbank shot out like lightning and landed on the wrist of the masked man's right hand.

Even if Liang Xi didn't exert any force, but the injured wrist was hit by an external force, it still hurt so much that the masked man snorted in pain, his teeth bit his lip all of a sudden, and a touch of red blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

"You're not dead!" The masked man saw Liang Xi holding his wrist and exclaimed, his eyes were red with pain, and he raised his other hand to poke at the wound on Liang Xi's back again, which was bound to kill Liang Xi.

Liang Xi's body lying on the ground moved slightly, and before the masked man could poke it down, a strange green and yellow entangled flame suddenly ignited on his hand.

The masked man looked at Liang Xi's hand for a while, Liang Xi's hand that suddenly ignited flames grabbed his wrist, he didn't understand for a while, how could Liang Xi's wood physique burn flames?

Without giving him more time to think, a sharp pain that was difficult to describe came through his wrist.

The pain in my wrist just now was nothing compared to the pain of the flames burning now.

Now this kind of burning pain is simply not something that one person can bear, not even a cultivator!

"Ahh

It was as if the pain had been stripped of the body, like a flame burning on the soul.

Forcing back the strong enemy, Liang Xi coughed, spit out a mouthful of blood, grinned reluctantly and turned around, the three terrifying blood holes on his waist were pulled, and a large stream of thick blood flowed out.

Liang Xi's whole body turned pale, and he looked at the masked man and said, "How do you feel?"

The masked man was speechless in pain at the moment, and his whole body was soaked with sweat, as if he had just been salvaged from the water.

Taking a deep breath, the masked man swallowed the pain and said, "What kind of flame are you?"

Although this sentence was only a few words, the further he got to the back, the quieter his voice became, almost like a gnat, because his wrist hurt so much, he couldn't breathe normally at all.

Liang Xi's face was full of indescribable exhaustion, holding the blood-stained Kanshui Blade in one hand, he wanted to sit up straight several times, but failed, and finally he simply gave up, gasping and said, "Sacrificial Divine Fire, didn't expect it?"

As Liang Xi expected, the masked man's mouth opened wide and hissed, and even if he couldn't see his expression, Liang Xi could imagine the distorted face of the person behind the mask.

Although few people have ever seen the sacrificial fire, its power is known to everyone.

It does not cause damage to the physical object, it only burns the soul, and it is never healable, and this pain will stay with the burned person until death.

The masked man's whole body was cold, his brain was blank, he didn't expect Liang Xi to have such a hand.

Just now he punched Fei Liang Xi, he thought he had won, but he didn't expect the other party to hide even deeper than himself.

Looking at his wrist, the masked man swallowed with difficulty, saliva swept across his throat, which was red and swollen from screaming, but the pain was nothing to him.

Liang Xi saw the mask man standing motionless, thinking about what he was going to do, when he saw the mask man suddenly grit his teeth, and a red light flashed on his left hand, and then he waved this red light and slashed down at his right wrist.

"Severed hand!" Liang Xi was taken aback, the masked man actually chose to cut off his right hand at this time.