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Soul Eater - Scorpion Tail Cone!

As soon as the move came out, there was no doubt that this thin-faced old man was a cultivator who controlled the seal with the Dao, so he could understand the embarrassing situation that he was slow to make a move.

But now the situation is different, the pock-faced man trapped Ye Xi, then Ye Xi is a fixed target, and he can not only ensure the accurate hit rate of the seal technique at this time, but also rule out the possibility of accidental injury.

This is also the classic way to use the Dao Control Seal and the Refining Seal to enter the body, two completely different cultivation paths.

Ye Xi is unavoidable.

In fact, Ye Xi didn't think about avoiding it. From the previous situation, Ye Xi already had a rough judgment on the cultivation realm of the sneak attack on the three people. The gray-clothed man called the third child has the lowest strength, and he should be the first level of the seal master. As for this pock-faced man, it should be the middle level of the seal master if he didn't make a mistake. The thin-faced old man didn't hand it over, and he couldn't judge the depth of his strength. But since he is the boss, he should at least be a mid-level cultivator.

Look, the one with the lowest strength among the three people is equal to Ye Xi's strength.

In this way, if Ye Xi chooses to avoid, if he can't kill the two in the shortest possible time, then under the encirclement and suppression of the other party's free hand, he won't even have a chance of survival.

Therefore, although he was aware of the strong wind behind him, Ye Xi still swung his fist firmly as if he had not heard it, and slammed it on the hilt of the knife.

Of course, not avoiding it doesn't mean you want to die......

With a loud bang, the scorpion tail cone hit the target accurately, but before the corners of the thin-faced old man's mouth could smile, he saw a familiar ring-shaped golden mang appear around Ye Xi's body, and the back blocked the rapid shot of the scorpion tail cone, just like the three repeating crossbow arrows that had been blocked before.

Jin Xinyin - Broken Sword Treasure Seal!

"Poof......

Although it was blocked, Ye Xi also had a sweet throat, and his body trembled violently and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood mist.

There is still a chance for the high-level printer...... Seeing that Jin Xinyin was not broken on the spot, Ye Xi's heart was at ease, and after quickly judging the strength of the thin-faced old man, he bent his arms again, raised his head, and grinned lightly at the slightly panicked eyes of the pock-faced man, with wisps of blood hanging on his white teeth: "How about we gamble on our luck?"

The words fell and swung into a fist, and with a thud, they slammed into the hilt of the knife.

"Ah...... Crazy, crazy! Boss, hurry up, kill him!" screamed miserably, and the pock-faced man was really panicked when he saw the scorpion tail cone blocked. I couldn't help but regret it in my heart, in fact, if he hadn't changed his physical state, even if he couldn't kill or catch Ye Xi immediately, he wouldn't put himself in a dangerous situation.

But it was precisely because he listened to the quick order of the thin-faced old man, and was afraid that he would disturb the world and lead to being targeted by the Seal Division, that he made this decision that now seems stupid.

However, it was too late to say anything now, and he could only hope for the thin-faced old man now. The latter also sensed that something was wrong, and didn't care about answering, so he subconsciously stepped forward, superimposing his hands and dancing as phantoms, and sacrificing several yin and evil black qi in one breath, waving them out again and again, and roaring anxiously,

"Scorpiontail Cone - Break it for me - "

Boom, boom, boom, bombardment, and aftermath. It is indeed effective, it can be seen that Jin Xinyin's grade is still a little lower, or it is limited by Ye Xi's current cultivation level, under the repeated bombardment, the ring-shaped golden mangs are fluctuating, like a small bunch of residual candles under the storm, and like a flat boat in the stormy waves, it is not broken, and it is crumbling!

And almost every time the scorpion's tail cone hits, Ye Xi inside has to spurt out a mouthful of blood. But despite the violent rise and fall of his chest and the trembling of his body, the fist smashed out by bending his arm was still as steady as steel and heavy as a drum, with one, two, and three punches......

Bang! Bang!

pursed his lips slightly, and the blood color on his face became thinner and thinner, almost pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, but correspondingly, it was Ye Xi's eyes, which became more and more focused on light, as if there were two sharp knives hidden in them, scorching and stinging.

Just like what Ye Xi said to the pock-faced man, this is a gamble about time and life.

If the scimitar didn't pierce the heart of the numb-faced man, Jin Xinyin would be shattered first, then Ye Xi would die!

On the contrary, the pock-faced man is dead, and Ye Xi is alive!

And since it's a gamble, of course luck is important. Ye Xi is actually a person who doesn't believe in fate, because the Taoist thought he received since he was a child told him is, 'If you swallow a golden pill in your stomach, my life will be up to me'. But thinking about the thousands of dead people in the world every moment, but he is the only one who has the opportunity to cross and come here, so his luck shouldn't be too bad......

Ye Xi thought so and did so. So his expression was steady, his gaze was focused, and there was nothing in his eyes except the scimitar that was getting deeper and deeper.

Finally, "You're a madman—"

Shuang Li snorted, and in the desperate curse of the pock-faced man, the scimitar, which was slightly dull because of the previous continuous slashing, suddenly penetrated the ground in one fell swoop, and the arc of the blade stabbed out from the front of the big man's heart.

"Oh, it seems like I'm a little luckier......"

Lady Luck finally sided with Ye Xi?

Yes and no!

said no, because the scimitar was able to completely pierce the heart of the big man so quickly, not by Ye Xi's fist, but by the pock-faced big man himself. He didn't believe that his boss, the thin-faced old man, could break the ring of gold and save him first. He wanted to save himself, so he made the second wrong decision of the night, the Dark Luck Seal Technique temporarily changed the state of his body, and wanted to restore his previous rock-solid body again.

You must know that this state transition between rigidity and softness takes time, although it is not much, but during this period, his body is almost no different from ordinary people. If it's normal, of course, there is no problem. But now that he was in battle, and a sharp blade was stuck in his heart, in this case, he took it for granted that he chose to switch states, and the result was predictable.

The fact is almost like this, as soon as he changed his body state, Ye Xi's side smashed down with a punch, and the scimitar was like cutting tofu, easily piercing his body......

Of course, it can be said that it is because of luck, because it is precisely because Ye Xi firmly believes that his luck is not bad, so that the pock-faced man looks at him who is as indifferent as water from beginning to end, and his self-confidence is almost bursting, and his psychology suddenly collapses......

To put it bluntly, this is a contest of momentum. When one side is always immovable and stable as a mountain, then under the elimination of the other's strengths, it is naturally the other side that collapses first.

Well, in fact, whether it is luck or strength, these are no longer important after the winner is divided, the important thing is that the person who survived in the end is Ye Xi!

"Second !!"

"Maybe I can understand your sadness, the kind of pain that a brother dies in front of him but can't do anything about it......" A staggered step, turned to the back of the corpse of the pock-faced man, dodged the scorpion tail cone that followed, Ye Xi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the angry thin-faced old man not far away, and shrugged, "But this title of yours really makes me unable to empathize......

After the words fell, he grabbed the repeating crossbow that was pinned to the waist of the pock-faced man, lifted it, and simply pulled the trigger, swishing......

............ (To be continued.) )