Sensing that Yang Qi's aura was obviously weakened, Gustin's face lit up with joy, "It works!"
This is his life-saving trump card, and he will never use it unless it is absolutely necessary. If he uses it now and it doesn't have any miraculous effect, then it will be a waste of this trump card.
Fortunately, the effect of this trump card did not disappoint Gustin, and the damage it brought to Yang Qi was obviously not low.
Looking at Gustin not far away, Yang Qi's expression could not help but condense, and he said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect you to have such a trump card, but I was careless."
Indeed, before Gustin used this trump card, he had never thought that Gustin had such a powerful trump card.
He still had a considerable advantage over him, and even though he had suffered considerable losses at this moment, he still had enough confidence to defeat Gustin in front of him.
"The heritage of my Three-Eyed Clan is beyond the imagination of an outsider like you." Gustin said with a cold smile.
Although the blood of the Three-Eyed God Clan is not as good as Yang Qi's special blood, the Three-Eyed God Clan has developed for countless years, and the foundation it possesses is far beyond the reach of the endless universe where Yang Qi is, or the clan where Yang Qi is.
Yang Qi looked at Gustin and said calmly, "The Three-Eyed God Clan's foundation is indeed very strong, but how many of these cards do you have?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Gustin's expression changed slightly. Just as Yang Qi said, he only had one such life-saving trump card, and once it was used, it would be gone.
This is somewhat similar to bloodline martial arts. Bloodline martial arts can be used as a killing move, but cannot be used as a common means in normal fighting.
It would be fine if the difference in strength is not too big, but if the difference in strength and means is too big, a simple powerful killing move is not enough to turn the tide of the battle.
"This is the only trump card I have." Gustin glanced at Yang Qi coldly, and then said calmly, "After enduring this move, how much strength do you have left?"
Gustin didn't expect that this move could kill him, he just wanted to cause great damage to Yang Qi. He didn't believe that Yang Qi would really dare to fight him without confidence.
As long as Yang Qi doesn't dare to continue fighting with him, he will win and save his life!
“You will know how much spare strength I have left if you try!” Yang Qi sneered, then swung the Black Phoenix Sword and killed Gustin.
"Come again?"
Seeing that Yang Qi suffered heavy losses but was still coming towards him, Gustin's face darkened. If Yang Qi didn't stop, he would have no chance to escape the fight at all.
"war!"
Facing Yang Qi who was coming to kill him, Gustin could only fight back passively. However, as his own energy consumption grew, Gustin's face became increasingly uglier.
“This guy, is he really planning to fight to the death with me?” Looking at Yang Qi not far away, Gustin’s face couldn’t help but darken.
Yang Qi's determination to attack was really beyond his expectations. He could not see any intention of Yang Qi to stop, which made Gustin even more panicked.
“Fellow Daoist, do you really want to fight to the death with me?” Gustin asked again.
Unfortunately, what answered him was Yang Qi's fierce attack. As time passed, Gustin, who had originally narrowed the gap between them, sadly discovered again that the gap between him and Yang Qi had become even wider.
Seeing that the essence he had consumed had exceeded the limit he could bear, if he continued to consume it, even if he spent treasures to recover in the future, it would most likely affect his future path of cultivation.
Gustin had to try again and persuade Yang Qi to give up the attack, but unfortunately, Yang Qi had no intention of communicating with him at all.
Seeing that his own energy consumption was increasing and even began to threaten his life, Gustin's face became extremely ugly, and he quickly thought about how to save his life.
Gustin's expression changed for a while, and he looked at the spear in his hand reluctantly, then looked at Yang Qi and said, "Daoyou, I am willing to hand over the spear, how about you and I stop now?"
Between his own life and the treasure, Gustin chose his own life without hesitation. He originally wanted to force Yang Qi to retreat, but he didn't expect that after a great battle, he was forced to give up his own divine weapon.
"As long as you keep your life, when I return to the camp, I will definitely let the strong men in the tribe take action to kill this guy and take back the spear." Gustin said secretly in his heart.
In Gustin's opinion, giving up the spear at this moment was just a temporary measure. As long as he could save his life and return to the headquarters of the Wuji Universe Alliance, he could ask the strong men in the tribe to help kill Yang Qi or even take back the spear.
The most urgent thing now is to save his own life, so he gave up the spear.
Hearing Gustin's words, the spear in his hand immediately let out a mournful cry. The consciousness of the Source Divine Weapon was not low, and at this moment, being abandoned by its master, the spear's grief and resentment can be imagined.
Unfortunately, at this moment, Gustin had no intention of paying attention to the wailing spear. He looked at Yang Qi hopefully. In his opinion, it was very likely that Yang Qi would agree to Xia Li.
After all, if the fight continues, Yang Qi will have to consume a lot of his own essence. Even if Yang Qi wins, he will probably not be able to make any further progress due to the huge loss of his essence.
If they stop now, both sides will consume less energy and suffer less sequelae, and there may be a chance to make further progress in the future. Yang Qi would never joke about his future path of cultivation just for a moment of anger.
Looking at Gustin not far away, Yang Qi smiled coldly and said, "It's too late to hand over the spear now!"
If Gustin chose to give up his spear at the beginning of the fight, Yang Qi would agree. After all, he didn't want to lose the ability to resist danger due to excessive consumption.
But the battle had already come to this point, so Yang Qi naturally couldn't stop. He himself was not affected by the consumption of his origin, so naturally he didn't have too many concerns. He could just fight with Gustin until the winner was decided.
Moreover, Yang Qi also knew that Gustin's handing over of the spear now was probably just a temporary measure. Once he left, he would definitely find a strong man from the Three-Eyed God Clan to deal with him and take back the spear.
Since he knew clearly that the other party was just a stopgap measure, letting him go now would only put himself in greater risk. How could Yang Qi possibly do such a thing
Seeing that Yang Qi did not stop at all and continued to attack him, Gustin's face became extremely ugly. Unfortunately, he was now at a clear disadvantage.
If there is no interference from external forces, the final result can be foreseen at this moment.
Gustin will definitely die. As for Yang Qi, although he will pay a heavy price, there is a great possibility that he will survive in the end.
“If you don’t give me any chance to live, don’t blame me for going all out.” Gustin looked at Yang Qi and sneered, “Even if I die, you can’t even think of getting the spear in my hand!”