At this time, the originally thick wall was beaten into ruins by Wan Xiao's attack, and only rubble remained.

For a while, the quiet air around him made him a little scary, he could clearly hear his big breathing, Wan Xiao's head lost all his mental power, making his brain dizzy, and there were some abnormal bird-like chirpings in his ears, which made his head even more dizzy.

The enemy seemed to have been killed, or did the sneak attack fail? Why was it so quiet? Wan Xiao didn't dare to think about it, this sudden silence made him panic in his heart. He had only thought about success before he set out, where had he thought about failure? He hadn't even made a plan for a failure or a measure to save it, was it because they were controlled by hatred? Or did they not want to give themselves room to maneuver?

"Boom!" A whip was pulled out of the fragments of the remnant wall, directly shattering the large piece of gravel, and an embarrassed figure was revealed from the ruins of the broken wall, the originally smooth and gorgeous black yuan clothes, but at this time it was in tatters hanging on the man in front of him, originally two bright eyes, but one of them was strangely closed, and his eyes were full of fierceness and madness. The seven orifices were bleeding and embarrassed, and the bridge of his nose seemed to have been smashed down, hanging limply on his slightly comical face.

Wan Xiao was sitting on the ground at this time, wanting to leave quickly, but the weakness of his body made him only move slightly, and he couldn't move his body anymore.

"Whoosh!" There was a sound of breaking the air, Wan Xiao watched his pair of ten thousand drum hammers flying towards him at an unabated speed, Wan Xiao breathed a sigh of relief helplessly, closed his eyes, and waited for a tingling pain to come.

"Click! A heart-piercing pain came from his left arm and chest, and the whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string.

At this time, Wan Xiao didn't even have the spiritual power to transmit the sound, and only one breath was forcibly lifted on his chest to ensure that he could withstand the next stormy attack. He still has to give himself a glimmer of hope in his heart, and he can't let himself defeat himself.

"You can be defeated, but you must not be defeated!" Wan Xiao secretly clenched his fists and said to himself.

"Boom!" Wan Xiao was slammed into the small building behind him, and even the person with the hammer was hammered into the room on the first floor, which was worse than his behavior just now.

Wan Xiao was not very flustered at this time, because he knew that any panic at this moment of life and death would only make him die quickly, and staying calm was the most important thing he needed to do now.

"Yo, aren't you pretty good, why are you lying here?" came a bitter taunt, as if trying to mentally surrender Wan Xiao first.

But there was a silence in response, not that Wan Xiao didn't answer him, but that at this time he really didn't have any strength, only a big gasp to prove that there was still a living person in another ruin.

At this time, Wan Xiao's eyes were sluggish, his face was like gold paper, his chest collapsed slightly, and his mouth full of blood foam stained his clothes and ten thousand drum hammers. Because at the last moment when Wan Drum Hammer was about to hit him, Wan Xiao used the little sound pattern power he had just saved to contain the direction of Wan Drum Hammer's attack, but Wan Xiao still hit Wan Xiao and flew dozens of feet away, which was enough to show the strength of this attack.

"Come, go on, sacrifice your tortoise shell, aren't you quite capable of carrying it, why are you lying in front of me like a dead dog?"

Huang Ping kicked Wan Xiao, who was kneeling on one knee and panting, out of the rubble, and kicked him down on a stout old banyan tree impartially, the strange thing is that Wan Xiao hit the banyan tree, and the leaves on the banyan tree didn't move, but he heard the squeak of Wan Xiao hitting the trunk, and everything around him was still quiet and terrible.

But Wan Xiao didn't notice this in the slightest, he was only inhaling faintly at this time, and each blow would make his chest ache like a pinprick, knowing that at least two of his ribs had been kicked off. The dried sea of spirits, the few remaining sound patterns of power all indicate that Wan Xiao has been defeated, and only the ten thousand drum hammers clenched tightly with both hands seem to make Huang Ping think that he has the strength to fight. Wan Xiao knew that he was completely planted, and he was completely going to die here, and the price of failing this trial was death? He had just escaped from the tiger's mouth and strayed into the wolves, and the two near-deaths made his will extremely tenacious. What he can't worry about now is the letter left to him by his parents, relatives, and Wei Ningshuang.

He was unwilling, he had to continue to look for Wei Ningshuang. He was unwilling, he had to continue to slap the faces of the major families in Yuanchi City. He is unwilling to abolish the Liu family in order to avenge the attack and killing, he is unwilling, since he has chosen the stone of inheritance, he will win the top of the sound path!

Looking at Huang Ping, who was walking step by step, with a sneer, Wan Xiao knew that he couldn't wait for death at this time, and one by one, his steps seemed to have stepped on Wan Xiao's heart, and they were beating vigorously as the footsteps approached. Wan Xiao habitually swallowed his saliva, and his throat moved a few times before swallowing it with difficulty.

"Come on, I'm not afraid of you. Wan Xiao showed me his blood-red teeth, and said to Huang Ping in front of him with a cruel smile.

"Oh, if you want to die so much, I'll fulfill you!" Although Huang Ping looked embarrassed, the eight-section whip in his hand was burning with a faint firelight, which was extremely dazzling at night. Wan Xiao had already closed his eyes, he was waiting for death, and he was also waiting for a chance to survive. He could only sit on the ground and lean against the banyan tree, without the slightest strength to make the next even the slightest movement. Only that breath like a gossamer proved that he was a living person.

A whip wind slammed into his face, Wan Xiao was already ready for the momentary weightlessness of his head flying, he felt that he should be able to see the blood spurting out of his neck, but it was too humiliating to die like this, and the headless male corpse made him unacceptable.

After closing his eyes for a while, Wan Xiao still didn't feel any abnormalities in his body, but just felt that the temperature in the air was getting lower and lower, and he exhaled bursts of hot air. He couldn't help but open his eyes in confusion, did he get it and go directly to the underworld? This is the case when he died, there was no pain at all? He was a little incredulous, he had also read a lot of martial arts mythological novels, how could anyone die so easily?

"Give you a chance, remember that your cultivation is not easy, hand over the exercises and sound skills you have learned, and spare you from dying. A cold voice came from behind him, and the eight-section whip was suspended on his face, and the hot air that came from his face actually emanated from it, making Wan Xiao a little helpless. If you want to die, you will die, why do you say so much?

"I know that I am going to die, why do I have to say more?" Wan Xiao raised the corners of his mouth, snorted coldly, and said weakly with a slight pluice in his lips.

He knew that he would definitely die, so why should he bother to kill the enemy in front of him? Moreover, the exercises in the Inheritance Stone were not owned by him, and he had no right to pass on the exercises he had learned to others.

"If you are worried that there is a ban on the exercises, then you don't have to, this is a forbidden spell, which can allow you to survive safely without dying violently after transmitting the exercises. This kind of ancient thing, if your exercises are not of great value, you still can't live. Huang Ping's tone was calm, and his voice was a little stiff.

"How could such a divine object as the Lifting Forbidden Charm appear in Huang Ping's hands? The method of making this kind of charm has long been lost, if you use this kind of charm, ......"

Wan Xiao immediately extinguished her urge to think downward, how precious and tempting the hope of living was for her at this time!

"You only have one chance, live or die, half a pillar of incense, life is in your hands. A faint voice came from behind me, giving me a chill behind my smile.

"No need, if it's a man, I'll give Lao Tzu a good time, my mother-in-law's, like a woman. Wan Xiao didn't think about it, and directly cut off his back road. He clearly knows that everything that has him now can be said to be given to him by the Inheritance Stone, if there is no Inheritance Stone, he is still the son of the gentleman who travels in the mountains and rivers, it can be said that if he leaks the sound skills and exercises, not only in the Dao heart, but also in the affection.

The "Diamond Sutra" says: If there are good men and good women, if they take the three thousand worlds from the sand of the Ganges River in the Seven Castles, they will not need to be blessed with many blessings. Yes, it violates both the Dao heart and his affection, and he is not happy to live!

Huang Ping was behind Wan Xiao, Wan Xiao couldn't see Huang Ping's expression, but it must be the cold, hideous and disappointed face, Wan Xiao grinned silently.

A sudden force reached his hunched back, kicked him away, and lay on his stomach like a stumble on the sweet ground. The sturdy banyan tree that he was leaning against suddenly disappeared, and he was kicked away.

Spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, the heat on the body is gradually passing, only the mouth can still move in the whole body, Wan Xiao can no longer feel the sensation of body organs other than the head.

"If you want to die, you will be fulfilled, how can I let this strange stinky boy die so happily? Hahahaha! I want you to feel the pain of ten thousand bones and hearts!" There was a burst of hysterical laughter, like laughter and crying, which made people shudder.

"Come on! the show has just begun!" Saying that, he walked over slowly, took out a small bottle of potion-like things from his arms, and dripped them into Wan Xiao's mouth with ease.

Wan Xiao's mouth was full of blood, and he wanted to spit out this thing, but he didn't expect that the medicine seemed to be spiritual, and it went straight to Wan Xiao's throat, how could the weak Wan Xiao resist, and set off along Wan Xiao's throat towards Wan Xiao's dantian.

The power of the sound pattern that had just been generated in Wan Xiao's body failed to stop these drops of medicinal liquid, but instead became its nourishment and was swallowed by the medicinal liquid.