[Seeking a guaranteed monthly ticket]
This scene made many people on the battlefield look strange. It was simply bizarre.
Compared to cruelty, it was indeed cruel enough. With one cut, the younger brother was cut so hard that he fainted from the pain. It was unprecedented. Lingchi started with the younger brother. It was cruel enough and scary enough. Apart from anything else, 90% of the men on the battlefield were scared by this cut.
When Jiu Ming saw this, a strange look appeared on his face.
"Is this my opponent? What an idiot."
A thought flashed through Jiu Ming's mind.
Why did he have to cut his brother? It hurt so much. He would never be a man again. The most important thing is that this place is sensitive and the pain is more obvious. He would faint if he didn't. However, he was really cruel. Jiu Ming asked himself that he would not dare to cut his brother with the first knife. That would be courting death. He would bleed to death.
"asshole!!"
The clown saw this and the mask on his face also showed a stunned look. Looking at the Yellow Turban Warrior, he felt that he was about to lose all his face. This was simply a shame. He killed his brother with one stroke and then fell to the ground on the spot. Choosing such a person was simply a shame.
"But it's also interesting. I've seen a lot of Ling Chi, but this is the first time I've seen a scene where a brother is cut with the first knife. It brings me some fun. It's finally not so boring."
The clown immediately regained his composure. The smiling face on the mask remained the same, and became even more interesting.
Winning or losing is not important to him, he just enjoys the process.
The Yellow Turban Warrior didn't stay unconscious for long. He woke up in the blink of an eye. Blood was dripping from his lower body. Waves of severe pain were pouring into his body like a tide, spreading to every inch of flesh and blood, impacting his entire mind. The muscles on his face were trembling and twisting in pain.
"The fight continues."
The clown said with a chuckle.
Jiu Ming said nothing. He used the knife in his hand to cut his arm without hesitation. This cut cut off a piece of flesh the size of a mung bean. A normal person could tolerate this wound, but this cut made Jiu Ming's body tremble. He clenched his teeth tightly and clearly felt an unimaginable pain coming from the wound. This pain was magnified hundreds of times. This was no longer an ordinary pain.
Fortunately, he didn't cut his brother, so he could still bear it. He just groaned in pain. You could see drops of cold sweat on his forehead.
Looking at this scene, the soldiers on the city wall all had solemn and worried expressions on their faces, as if they felt the same way.
There was no expression on everyone's face. As they looked at the cut wound and a piece of flesh falling directly under their body, they all knew very well how intense and terrible this pain was when the pain was magnified.
Just one knife cut was comparable to countless tortures.
"snort!!"
When the Yellow Turban warrior saw this, a fierce look appeared in his eyes, and he swung his sword again. However, this time he obviously did not dare to use the sword on his brother again. The cutting position was also the arm, and a piece of flesh was cut off from the arm.
The blood flowed out naturally.
Puff puff!!
One knife!!
Two knives!!
Three knives!!!
At this moment, there seemed to be no sound on the battlefield. All that could be seen was Jiu Ming and the Yellow Turban Warrior swinging their swords again and again, shaving pieces of flesh from their bodies. Each piece of sword was the same size.
Cries of pain continued to be heard.
Jiu Ming also began to scream in pain. Every cut was extremely painful. Blood had already dyed his body red. On the ground, pieces of blood and flesh continued to pile up.
"Good! Good! Good!! This expression is really pleasing. Keep going, keep going, don't stop."
The clown, however, was watching the show happily, and he was almost cracking some melon seeds while watching the show.
It is completely building one's own happiness on the suffering of others.
One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred dollars, what a staggering number.
At this moment, Jiu Ming and the Yellow Turban Warrior were almost numb from the pain, and their souls were beginning to lose consciousness.
The knife in his hand continued to cut again and again, and pieces of flesh and blood fell all around, which was shocking to watch.
The flesh was shaved off, and the hideous white bones were revealed between heaven and earth, in front of everyone's eyes.
In Sunset City, every soldier was trembling, and tears began to well up in their eyes.
The first part where the white bones were exposed started from the arms, then gradually increased to the chest and thighs. You could see the internal organs and the heart beating.
Miserable!!
The cruelty and horror of lingchi was fully revealed in everyone's heart at this moment.
This is true for those who watch, not to mention those who do it themselves.
This is definitely the case. Every time a knife is cut, there will be a thought in my heart to end my life with the next cut. This feeling is extremely strong. Every time a knife is cut, there will be a fierce psychological struggle in my heart. This is already a test of will.
Whoever has the stronger will can persevere.
"Kings........"
Jia Xu stood beside Yi Tianxing and said with a serious expression. Facing this scene, his heart was also touched.
"This is Nine Lives' choice, wait—"
Yi Tianxing took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
He could terminate it at any time, but he respected Jiu Ming's choice.
This is a test, but it is also a test of will and heart. As long as you can persist and persevere to the end, you will surely temper an extremely strong heart, and your firm will will be unshakable.
"I can not stand it any more."
As time went by, the blood on the ground had dyed the ground red. More and more bones of the two people were exposed. Suddenly, the Yellow Turban Warrior's face showed a tangled and twisted expression. He let out a loud roar, and suddenly, the knife in his hand stabbed into his heart. His whole body fell to the ground with a bang. When the knife went down, there seemed to be a look of relief in his eyes.
Dead, the Yellow Turban Warrior is dead.
Died with an expression of relief.
"Jiu Ming, take the Yin Yang Pill immediately."
Yi Tianxing witnessed it and spoke quickly.
Jiu Ming also showed a trace of relief on his face. He no longer knew how many times he had cut, but he knew that he was almost on the verge of collapse at any time. Every time he cut, he seemed to bear a huge pressure in his heart.
In the end, I persevered.
Without even thinking about it, he instinctively took out the Yin Yang Pill and put it directly into his mouth.
brush!!
When the Yin-Yang Pill entered the body, a red-blue divine light suddenly appeared in the body, instantly covering the entire body. In the divine light, an incredible change occurred. It can be seen that the body that was originally shaved into bones, at a speed visible to the naked eye, a little bit of flesh and blood emerged from the air and appeared on the bones. In a blink of an eye, the flesh, meridians, and skin were all restored to their original state.
One could even see that the new flesh and blood was glowing, emitting bursts of strange divine light.
The strength of the physical body instantly rises to a higher level.
Ding ding ding!!
One could even hear strange sounds of a tripod coming from the flesh and blood.
Make the body stronger. Streams of blood and energy are surging.
At the same time, streams of heaven and earth vital energy surged into the body like a tide.
“It’s about to break through.”
When Yi Tianxing saw this, a strange look flashed in his eyes. This was a sign of an impending breakthrough. Without hesitation, his mind moved, and a divine light flashed. Jiu Ming had been collected into the Hongmeng Tiandi Tower.
To break through, there is no safer place than inside the pagoda.
After doing all this, he looked at the clown and said in a deep voice: "I should win this round."
"Well, you win. But the process just now also made me very happy. Suddenly, I don't want to continue the competition." The clown said with a smile.
"Do you want to regret it?"
When Yi Tianxing heard this, he frowned slightly, his voice turned cold, he looked at the clown and said with a sneer.
He said he would gamble, and he said he would not gamble. He was simply playing with him. This kind of character was extremely bad. The killing intent in his heart became stronger. If he hadn't wanted to get some information from him, he would have fought with this clown a long time ago.
Jia Xu also frowned slightly. This clown was indeed unpredictable. He had a bad character and was too casual. He completely ignored any rules and regulations. He gambled whenever he wanted. He did whatever he wanted based on his own will. He only had one purpose, which was to make himself happy and to find more fun.
This kind of opponent is always the most difficult to deal with.
Because such people have no pattern in their behavior and are the most unpredictable. It is extremely difficult to target them based on their personality.
It's difficult. Quite difficult.
"No, I'm not regretting it, but I suddenly feel that telling you something will make this war more interesting. I suddenly realized that this might be more fun."
The clown said with a smile, blinking his eyes with a look of amusement on his face.
"Oh, you mean you're willing to tell me what you know."
Yi Tianxing's eyes lit up and he said in a deep voice.
"Of course, why not." The clown said with a smile: "However, I can only answer three of your questions. If there are more, it will be impossible."
"Okay, I want to know what is behind the star gate."
Yi Tianxing asked decisively.
"The world beyond the star gate is called Eternal Night. Darkness will eventually fall, and Eternal Night is eternal." The clown said with a smile. He looked at Yi Tianxing and the others with a playful look, as if he saw an interesting toy.
"Is the battlefield between gods and demons the battlefield between eternity and eternal night?"
Yi Tianxing's mind was shaken, but he asked again without hesitation.
"Yes, this is the battlefield of the last era. Now it has been restarted and it is a new era. This will be your burial place." The Joker gave an affirmative answer without any concealment.
This is a battlefield, a battlefield of eternity and eternal night.