278: C278 Who Would Kill Who

C278 Who Would Kill Who

"You can't kill me..."

Looking at the pair of dried "chicken claws" that kept enlarging in his pupils, Faang Xuan's pale face with blood revealed a strange smile.

"What? Kid, what did you say?"

Even if it was a so-called Divine Stage warrior, he was still a human. As long as he was a human, he would possess the most primitive instinct of a human.

Faced with the endless torture that was about to come, perhaps it was a miserable situation where he would rather die than live, not only was Faang Xuan not afraid, he even revealed a faint smile on his face.

Even though he was sure that he was playing some tricks in his heart, the annoying smile on his face pissed him off no matter how he looked at it.

This little ant was about to die. Could it be that he still wanted to use such a clumsy method to escape this calamity?

"Kid, what did you just say? I'm old, is there something wrong with my hearing? You actually said that I can't kill you? "

Zhuo Ruhai maintained the posture of bending over and reaching out his hand. At this moment, he suddenly had a playful thought. Since this kid had played him for half the night, just breaking his hands and legs didn't seem to resolve the hatred in his heart.

For a long period of time, countless days and nights, Zhuo Ruhai's life... Most of it was used for cultivation. However... The so-called cultivation was not only about combat strength, but also the enhancement of one's own strength. He knew at least a thousand ways to torture people. Moreover, each of them was not inferior to the so-called Ten Great Tortures of the Manchu Dynasty that people were familiar with."

"You can laugh as much as you want. I have already thought about it. Becoming a human stick is the last step, and it's the main course. Since there's a main course, of course I have to order an appetizer."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold smile flashed across the corner of Zhuo Ruhai's mouth. He pointed his finger out. Instantly, Faang Xuan's body, which had already suffered endless pain, immediately felt an indescribable pain.

Yes, pain. The entire world did not exist. The only thing that could be felt was pain!

His face had already twisted. The veins on his forehead were like earthworms that were tightly tied up. He looked like they were going to explode at any moment. Sweat poured out of his pores like an unopened faucet, drenching his entire body in an instant.

Looking at that distorted face, Zhuo Ruhai finally revealed a knowing smile.

However, before that smile could fully spread across his entire face, it suddenly froze on his face. Suddenly, the woman pulled herself up and quit. That kind of feeling, just thinking about it, one could tell how uncomfortable it was.

The one who made Zhuo Ruhai reveal such an expression was none other than Faang Xuan, who he had looked at as an ant and had used some kind of means to punish.

Although Faang Xuan was in pain and his entire face was distorted from the pain, one could still vaguely see that his bloodless face was smiling...

From beginning to end, that smile had never changed. Not only that, his eyes, which were filled with blood, revealed an undisguised disdain.

Zhuo Ruhai was angry. He was really angry. The so-called punishment he gave Faang Xuan was ten times stronger than the pain in Faang Xuan's body. Not only did it not make him beg for mercy, but it also made him look at him like he was looking at a clown.

This ant was not even considered a thing, what right did he have to look at him like that?

At this moment, Faang Xuan's lips slightly opened. A sound that was as thin as a mosquito came from his bloody mouth. Although he did not get close, Zhuo Ruhai still heard it. He was saying...

"Old bastard, you... are dead for sure!"

"Humph! You are simply courting death. I will kill you now and see who is dead for sure!"

The dignity of a Divine Stage warrior was challenged. Zhuo Ruhai, who had always been calm and had a great ability to maintain his Qi, no longer cared about torturing him. His face turned cold as he thrust his palm toward Faang Xuan.

However, at this moment, a strange and horrifying feeling suddenly emerged in his mind. It was a feeling that he had never felt before, even though he had lived for nearly a hundred years.

It was like a flash of lightning. When Zhuo Ruhai finally realized what was going on, a bullet, like a fly that had been filled with flies, arrived at a place less than half a meter away from his back.

At this moment, the strength of a Divine Stage warrior was fully displayed.

Zhuo Ruhai, who had struck with his palm, retracted his palm in less than a tenth of a second. Then, both of his hands interweaved into a strange handprint, and with a speed faster than the speed of sound, he pushed backwards.

At this moment, the air in the half meter space behind him seemed to have frozen. Everything inside, including the movement of the wind and the floating dust, had completely stopped.

In this half meter circle, there was a barrier that did not have the flow of time, and Zhuo Ruhai, who had created this barrier of true qi, was the king.

He was not affected by it at all. After pushing out the hand seal, his hands naturally separated. Then, he lifted one hand in front of him and the bullet that was about to drill through the air resistance was caught in his hand.

"You are simply courting death!"

In the distance, on a small mountain that protruded out of the plains for five hundred meters, a graceful and graceful woman stood proudly with the wind. She was like a fairy that had fallen into the mortal world, graceful and ethereal.

After seeing Zhuo Ruhai's movements through the scope, the beautiful and cold face of the fairy revealed a trace of a mocking smile.

As expected, it seemed as if she was cooperating with the fairy's words. On the field one kilometer away, Zhuo Ruhai tightened his grip on the bullet. Immediately, a huge force came from his palm. This force was hot, fierce, and full of an indomitable force. It was commonly known as: Explode!

Ah!!

A miserable howl that shook the sky rose at the same time. It was a thunder-like explosion.

Fiery light shot out, and blood splashed everywhere. Zhuo Ruhai's entire arm... It was destroyed and exploded by the explosion of the bullet in his palm. Not even a speck of dust was left. Then, the sky was filled with blood, flowers, and pieces of flesh. The pungent smell of blood even surpassed the wounds on Faang Xuan's body.

"Who is it? Who was the one who plotted against me?"

The remaining arm quickly tapped on the shoulder of the missing arm, and a few fingers fell. The gushing blood finally stopped, but at this moment, Zhuo Ruhai's face was twisted. His eyes were ferocious, and his dry and loose skin revealed an expression that was even more terrifying than a devil's.

Ah!

Zhuo Ruhai let out an angry roar, and went crazy.

That perfectly intact arm formed a palm, and without any difference in area, it kept slapping in all directions. Violent true force, which was not inferior to a rocket launcher, broke out from the palm, creating huge holes in the surrounding ground that were as big as bullet holes.

Although it was a bit desolate, some of the barren fields instantly became even more unbearable than the battlefield that the German army had bombarded during World War II.

Suddenly, after a series of palm strikes, the anger in his heart was temporarily vented. Zhuo Ruhai's bright red eyes turned cold. He saw an agile figure that was rushing towards the field at a speed as fast as the wind.

"You want to escape? Go to hell!"

He struck the figure in the air with his palm. The force of his palm was even more powerful than before. The fierce Zhen Qi cut through the space and landed on the back of the figure.

Puchi...

Blood splashed everywhere. Faang Xuan, who had accumulated Zhen Qi with great difficulty, wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape. His legs went soft and he fell heavily onto the ground.

Although this palm strike was launched from a distance, it was mixed with Zhuo Ruhai's endless fury. Its power was not much weaker than a speeding truck.

The bones on his back were broken, his internal organs moved, his muscles were festering, and his true qi was dispersed by this incomparable palm strike. His entire body could no longer feel any feeling of being called strength.

With such a heavy injury, not to mention a human, even a cow would die immediately.

But Faang Xuan, this twenty year old strong man whose body was strong enough to shame ten of the strongest rhinos to death... He kept his last breath, even though his heartbeat was so weak that it could be ignored. However, he was still alive, and his brain thought process was unprecedentedly clear.

That was because the energy body in his brain, which he had never understood before, began to operate once again. A halo that was more solid than any other one of the previous halos was emitted from his brain. It slowly flowed into his body and seeped into every blood vessel. Meridians, pores...

All the injured tissues were recovering at an unimaginable speed.

Even so, according to Faang Xuan's estimation, it would take him less than half a day to stand up and recover even if he was at the first level of combat strength. He wouldn't even think about it.

"A Divine Stage warrior, so this is how terrifying he is!"

The abnormal changes in his body didn't bring any joy to Faang Xuan, because that was within his expectation. However, the problem in front of him was right in front of him.

No matter how magical the thing that saved his life in his brain was, it wasn't omnipotent. Just like now, it could not heal him in an instant. In an instant, he had surpassed the Divine Stage, and he couldn't stop Zhuo Ruhai who was walking towards him.

In a hopeless situation, if no miracle happened, Faang Xuan's fate would be determined.2

Death was only a matter of time. Looking at how furious Zhuo Ruhai was right now, he was afraid that it wouldn't take long for him to die.

"Damn woman, could it be that I only need to shoot her?"

He looked at Zhuo Ruhai indifferently, as if he wasn't the king of hell seeking his life, but an unrelated passer-by. Faang Xuan's thoughts had drifted far away.

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