"......"

If he still had the supreme peak strength in his previous life, Han Jing could instantly wrap these two pieces together and wrap his rags and tear them to pieces.

But now, in this life, he is far from the strength of the Gathering Star Realm, and in the face of killing, it seems that there is no way!

"The power of the realm cannot be used, because in order to sacrifice the power of the realm, you need to use your soul power first!"

"The thorn that can be blasted out directly without the need to use soul power...... But because of the prohibition and restriction of the Falling Star Swamp, it can't be used again!And even if it does, the power of the thorn is not enough to blast through this damn rag!"

"The rest, only the Reverse War Sky Bow or the Reverse War Sky Chain, they have the power to blast through this rag, but ......"

Han Jing, the more the sword eyebrows wrinkled, the tighter they became!

He knew that even if he wanted to borrow the power of the Reverse Battle Heavenly Bow and the Reverse Battle Heavenly Chain, he would first need to be able to use his own soul power to control them.

It's a pity that once he runs his soul power, he will be instantly dispersed with a lot of blood by this bloody corpse cloth, so that all the soul power that has just been condensed will dissipate immediately.

In this cycle, he will not be able to withstand the number of devouring before he will exhaust all his blood.

When that time comes, he will surely die!

Can you only wait for death?

Han Jing felt that the crisis was continuing, and it continued to become more and more terrifying.

His body was in a darkness, but this darkness was not really nothingness, and there were thousands of needles in it that had pierced into his body, constantly devouring his blood.

That's not all, the bloody corpse cloth formed by the two rags together is still twisting and squeezing......

With the intensification of twisting and squeezing, Han Jing was like the moisture in a wet handkerchief, constantly drying up and losing.

What was lost was his blood, his life!

"Careless?"

"Is there no way?"

As a human being in two lives, Han Jing has never been afraid of any killing and robbery!

Never give in!

So he bared his teeth slightly and smiled evilly, and a soul power was once again transported on his arm: "Fight against the sky...... Poof......"

In doing so, he wanted to continue to try to sacrifice the Reverse Battle Heavenly Bow.

It's a pity that this time he still failed!

In the blood mist, his soul power had just condensed, and in an instant, it turned into nothingness with the loss of blood. In the end, what remains is that his vitality is getting weaker and weaker, his strength is getting weaker and weaker, and his blood is getting less and less!

Do it again, or he will completely lose the strength to control the Reverse Battle Sky Bow - if he can really summon the Reverse War Sky Bow, it will also be difficult to control due to the thinness of soul power and blood!

"Hey, hey, hey...... It's fun!"

Enduring the severe pain, Han Jing's heart moved, and he could only summon the mortal sword.

The sword body was like a rainbow, instantly piercing a little bit of the bloody corpse cloth, emitting a soft light to protect Han Jing. With this layer of protection, the coercion around Han Jing's body instantly weakened a little, and the loss of blood slowed down a bit.

"Han Jing, this is not a long-term solution!"

At this time, Baili Yi's voice sounded: "Even if you have your sword to protect you, but you can't use your soul power, this sword can't attack...... After all, the sword soul can't become your sword spirit yet, and it can't attack according to your heart!"

Hearing this, Han Jing smiled slightly and admitted, "Xiaoyi is right!"

"Hmm!" In the ninth platform, Bai Liyi was extremely anxious, and his fists were already clenched: "Han Jing, although the mortal sword is protecting you, your blood is still dissipating......! The mortal sword is also consuming its own sword soul power, and once this power is exhausted, it will become mortal iron!"

This qiē is all true, Han Jing has to admire Baili Yi's insight, but he really can't think of any way to deal with it for the time being.

Or will it be your own death?

He didn't seem to have any other way than to desperately try to sacrifice the Reverse Battle Heavenly Bow once and for the last time.

"Han Jing, Xiaoyi has a way!"

Bai Liyi's voice was calm and firm, and it sounded in Han Jing's mind again: "You move me out!"

......

In the ninth platform, the two thunder beasts also seemed to sense the crisis of their master Han Jing, so they didn't dare to continue to frolic, and quietly stopped around Bailiyi.

Standing in the middle, Bailiyi's purple skirt swayed gently with the wind, soft and beautiful.

There was a water-like clarity in her star-like eyes: "Han Jing, they say that the Scattered Blood Corpse Cloth can only attack one martial artist at a time, so as long as I go out, I can sacrifice my soul power and you restrain your breath, and then the Scattered Blood Corpse Cloth will attack me and let you go!"

This is Baili Yi's decision and the so-called method: "When the time comes, as long as you sacrifice the Reverse War Heavenly Bow with a weaker soul power than me, you can use the terrifying power of the Reverse War Heavenly Bow to resolve this crisis!"

......

Han Jing was silent, and he could hear the sound of blood flowing on his body, squirming, like the melting and dying of ice and snow!

He can also hear Bailiyi's method: this method seems to be feasible!

It's a pity that he is unwilling to accept it: "In that case, you will die! After all, you are too weak to withstand the devouring blood of the bloody corpse!"

......

"No ......"

In the ninth stage, under the shade of green trees, Baili Yi was like a fairy, smiling.

"Han Jing, do you know? Xiaoyi is very happy now! Because Xiaoyi can finally share Han Jing's worries, and can really live and die with you!"

As she spoke, she raised her head, and her willow eyebrows spread out and looked at the illusory blue sky and white clouds in the ninth station: "This is my dream, fight for you, die for you!" because of Xiaoyi, because I ...... Love you!"

After saying this, there was an instant crimson color on the jade-like cheeks: "Xiaoyi is a boring girl, so boring that I just hope you can remember me, but now, Xiaoyi can no longer be boring! I can fight for love! Because I love you, I am willing to fight for love!"

......

Thundered......

Hearing Baili Yi's heart, Han Jing couldn't help but be shocked: What a lovely woman this is? What a reckless woman who dares to love and hate!

For the sake of love, she can be "bored" forever and just ask the other party to remember herself!

For the sake of love, she can give up her life and just ask the man she loves to live!

Such a woman, even Han Jing's previous life is rarely seen......

So Han Jing is grateful, and there is a hot current in his heart!

But gratitude is one thing, and he is still reluctant to take risks: "No need to say it anymore, I will figure it out myself!"

Unexpectedly, just waiting for his voice to land, Bailiyi's coquettish drink immediately sounded.

"Han Jing, listen! If you die here, what will happen to the people of the Dongfang family? What about the Baili family and the Great Xia Empire? What about your grandfather and grandparents? What about your aunt and those friends of yours?"

"But as long as you live, you will have a chance to exterminate the alien race here, right? You can kill that sect master, isn't it? When the time comes, without that sect master, no matter how strong they are in Donglei, if they can't quickly recover their strength, they will all be killed by the strong men of our human race, isn't it?"

"So as long as you kill it alive, the living beings on the continent will not be ruined, and countless empires and homes will not be destroyed in the hands of aliens, right?"

"Compared with Bailiyi, everyone needs you more......, doesn't it? You'll finally remember Xiaoyi, a boring girl...... No...... Is it?"

Tears, dripping again!

In the ninth stage, Baili Yi clasped his hands into fists and covered his chest, tears flashing: "Please, Han Jing!"