4834: C4834 Using Blood as a Sacrifice(part Ii)

C4834 Using Blood as a Sacrifice(part Ii)

"I'm not going to do anything to you." The azure-robed disciple also nodded his head in cooperation, his face similarly carrying a calm smile.2

Immediately following that, he raised the Longsword. With a flip of his wrist, he turned the tip of the sword, and stabbed it towards his own chest!

This green-robed disciple was after all a member of Yaoguang's faction. Although he was Formation Master, the sharp sword in his hand was not a Mortal Class. The blade was naturally as sharp as cutting through iron like mud, and as sharp as blowing a feather.

The tip of the sword cut through the tattered brocade robe without the slightest pause. It smoothly pierced through the vulnerable skin without any protection, and then through the soft muscles. The back of the green-robed disciple was broken, and blood splattered all over the floor.

One had to know, no matter how fast the blade was, he would personally stab it into his own body. That required immense courage to complete, and halfway through, one would inevitably regret and be afraid. However, the azure-robed disciple had already made up his mind, and did not even pause for a moment.

Looking at the blood on the ground, the people who were originally watching immediately let out a few cries of alarm. They also took a few steps back, half shocked and half terrified as they looked at the green-robed disciple. They did not understand why this person would suddenly commit suicide.

"Ha, I know very well how much weight I have..." That green-robed disciple coughed out a mouthful of blood. His head also slowly lowered, and his blood-stained finger slowly moved on the ground in front of him.

His movements were not considered fast, but Lin Hao did not stop him. Instead, he maintained a calm expression as he quietly watched the every action of the green-robed disciple.

As the blood dripped down, a crooked circle formation was finally drawn on the ground by the green-robed disciple. It was as if he had accomplished a great deed. Immediately, he laughed in a low voice, and coughed continuously under the stimulation of the blood that filled his throat.

"But I am Formation Master. Formation Master is not someone who blindly fights with you." He raised his head, and there was a wild and arrogant smile on his face. His eyes were shining brightly as he stared at Lin Hao's face.

"Today!" He roared furiously, "I will let you die under a hundred kicks, a thousand punches, ten thousand swords!"

After he finished speaking, the azure robed disciple's originally open lips suddenly joined together, and his entire body suddenly shook. Then, he opened his mouth again, and spat out a bloody thing from his mouth, throwing it at the center of the blood colored circular formation.

His mouth was filled with blood, but he still laughed in a mute voice. Only after hearing that coarse and hoarse sound did everyone realize that this azure robed disciple had bitten off his own tongue!

What kind of boldness was this, to be able to end his own life before he died, and tear off his own tongue!

Lin Hao raised his eyebrows and patted the back of the Shuhu with some disgust. He let it carry him back a dozen steps, afraid that the green-robed disciple would become agitated and spit out a mouthful of blood on him.

In fact, in normal battles, even if his body was stained with blood, he wouldn't care too much. But at this moment, Lin Hao could only watch helplessly as the green-robed disciple bit off his tongue. When he thought about how the blood stained the opponent's saliva, he didn't want to be stained by the blood at all.

However, the disciple thought that Lin Hao was stunned by his Qi. His eyes were filled with ridicule, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth, dripping onto the ground.

If it wasn't for the fact that he bit off his tongue, he might have been laughing out loud complacently right now.

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