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"Hey, Qing Tong, you're quite decisive, cutting off your own leg like that. If you had waited a moment longer, I could have collected your body!"
"Tsk tsk, we can't call him a lackey anymore; he doesn't have any legs left. Brother Zheng, you really went too far! Hahaha!"
"Now, now, we can't say that; he still has one and a half legs left."
Bai Yin and the others retreated several hundred meters to steady themselves. After taking a moment to catch their breath, they began to tease the severely injured Qing Tong. Their voices were painfully grating to Yayu and Er Lai.
Earlier, when the six attacks collided, Bai Yin and Jiao had deliberately tried to control their moves to collide with Yayu and Er Lai. This left a fierce gust of wind generated by Zheng aimed at the giant wolf illusion created by Qing Tong. Given the significant power disparity between them, the outcome of such a one-on-one clash was predictable.
Moreover, that gust of wind was particularly insidious; after shattering the giant wolf illusion, it directly attacked Qing Tong, who was overwhelmed with blood rushing to his head and unable to dodge. Qing Tong couldn't escape completely and felt a terrifying black force sweep across his right leg, quickly creeping up past his calf.
Wherever the blackness passed, there was no pain, but it felt as if he had lost all sensation in that area, as if that part no longer belonged to him, Qing Tong! In a moment of desperation, Qing Tong gritted his teeth and used a blade of wind to sever his right leg! That was why the stump was so cleanly cut.
It must be said that beasts of such cultivation levels possess an extremely keen sense of danger. The sinister wind emitted by Zheng is derived from the cold and lifeless realm of Nine Hells. In Nine Hells, the most terrifying aspect is that deadly winds blow relentlessly throughout the year. Ordinary beasts exposed to this wind would quickly be eroded and assimilated into Nine Hells. Zheng's Divine Ability is based on this deadly wind from Nine Hells!
If Qing Tong had reacted even a moment later, not only would his life have been at the mercy of Zheng, but even control over his own body would have fallen into Zheng's hands. At that point, with four against two, Yayu and Er Lai would soon fall as well. Thus, Bai Yin and the others had already agreed to focus on controlling the relatively weaker Qing Tong from the very first strike.
However, they did not expect this lackey to have such strong crisis awareness and be so ruthless. Without hesitation, he cut off his own leg, causing their plan to fail. But it didn't matter; although they couldn't achieve immediate success due to his severe injuries, the speed at which Yayu and his team would fall would greatly increase! So now they needed to ramp up their offensive! With this in mind, Bai Yin and his companions' gazes turned even colder...
"Qing Tong, be careful; they seem to be targeting you specifically. Now that you're heavily injured, I suspect they'll continue to go after you!"
Yayu turned to look at Qing Tong, who was grimacing in pain from his leg injury, veins bulging on his forehead as he twitched uncontrollably. He couldn't help but remind him out of concern.
"Yeah... I understand; I'll try my best to be careful."
Qing Tong replied gloomily but internally wanted to curse loudly. Did he not know that those three assholes were planning to beat up a drowning dog? The key was that he had no way out—he couldn't fight back or escape; all he could do was buy some time to survive. Now he just hoped for a quick resolution on the battlefield or for the envoy from the Bai Ze Clan to receive news and hurry over from their territory.
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