Zhang Xuan, the only remaining late-stage master of Qi Condensation.

About three or four minutes later, the Qi Condensation Master got up with difficulty. His face was covered in blood, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, staring straight at Zhang Xuan. At the corner of his eyes, there was a deep bone-scar at the corner of his eyes. Just a moment later, Zhang Xuan could blind his eyes.

"I believe me, I will break your limbs bit by bit and peel off all your skin. I will let you live or die before spitting out all the secrets you know!"

Zhang Xuan looked at the person in front of him and did not speak. Now there is more psychological game between the two.

Zhang Xuan knew very well that if the other party really had the ability to act, he would definitely rush over to destroy himself as soon as possible, instead of talking nonsense. There is only one reason for him to talk nonsense now, that is, he wanted to put psychological pressure on himself and affect his recovery speed.

Zhang Xuan has experienced too many life and death struggles since he grew up.

After the late Qi Condensation Master spoke harshly, he did not immediately walk towards Zhang Xuan, but stood there, gasping for breath. He had just gotten up and struggled, but now he was unable to lift his hands, and his legs were as if he had a thousand tons of weight tied up. He could not do anything to move forward, let alone fulfill what he had just said.

Zhang Xuan had long expected this, and he still kept lying flat and recovered himself.

Now, Zhang Xuan felt that there was no pain in his body. Even if he moved his finger, he would have a torn pain in his entire palm and his entire arm. Even Zhang Xuan couldn't help but groan.

But Zhang Xuan was delighted in his heart. If a person wants to complete sublimation in the extreme, the same is true for his body.

When the pain comes from the body, it proves that the muscles are evolving and becoming stronger.

Zhang Xuan practices the World Destruction Catalogue. This technique emphasizes guiding qi into himself from the outside world and affecting the body. It is more like a method of using qi to foster the body, but Zhang Xuan has never found a trial method.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan could clearly feel that the violent aura was rushing into his flesh and blood, which doubled the pain in his body, but it also made him stronger.

More than ten minutes later, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of the late Qi Condensation Master. He slowly moved his steps towards Zhang Xuan who was lying there. In his hand, a qi blade slowly condensed. Although it looked very illusory and could not reach solidity, for the two people who are now at the end of their power, this qi blade is a magic weapon. With just one slight stroke, it can take away the other party's life.

This late Qi Condensation Master said nothing. For him now, saying one more thing is a waste of energy, and he slowly walked towards Zhang Xuan.

Under the moonlight, he was the evil ghost who was seeking his life. He held his hands together, held up the qi blade in his hand, and pulled the shadow high, then pointed it at Zhang Xuan in front of him and stabbed it hard.

"Puff"

Although it is an air blade, it still brings out the sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh.

The Qi blade inserted into Zhang Xuan's shoulder hole and stabbed the bone. This kind of heart-punching pain caused Zhang Xuan's facial muscles to unconsciously occur*.

There was no words between the two, and there was silence.

The master of Qi Condensation Draws out the Qi Blade. He has no ability to condense another one and continues to stab Zhang Xuan. This stab goes straight to Zhang Xuan’s chest.

The Qi Blade was inserted into Zhang Xuan's right chest. The eyes of this late-stage Qi Condensation Master popped up with joy, but the joy was fleeting. He widened his eyes and looked at the front of him in disbelief. There was a lively tail swaying from his chest. What extended out of this lively tail was a huge gap, belonging to his chest.

Blood kept gushing out from the chest of this late-stage Qi Condensation master. He could feel something was turning upside down in his body. Such a severe injury caused the Qi blade in his hand to dissipate.

Zhang Xuan lay on the ground, motionless, and his eyes were filled with indifference when he looked at the late Qi Condensation master.

"You...why are you..." The late-stage Qi Condensation expert covered his chest, and blood kept coming out of the corner of his mouth.

"The means of transforming the form can sometimes have a surprising effect." Zhang Xuan also coughed up a large mouthful of blood, opened his mouth, and made a gentle voice, "Break!"

Under Zhang Xuan's destruction, a illusory spiritual snake crawled out from the gap in the chest of the late Qi Condensation master.

Just now, Zhang Xuan deliberately sold a flaw and let the other party stab the sharp blade into his chest. At the same time, Zhang Xuan also used transformation methods to condense a spiritual snake. The lethality of this spiritual snake is not as strong as the sharp blade in the other party's hand. Even if it touches the sharp blade in the other party's hand, it will be instantly dissipated, but it can bite the other party's skin and drill into its body! It will cause greater lethality!

The late Qi Condensation Master's eyes widened, with unwillingness in his eyes. He staggered backwards, then rushed to the front, pounced on the ground, and never moved again. Blood gradually spread from under him, and a strong smell of blood drifted in the air.

Here, today's battle is completely over.

Zhang Xuan was still lying there, looking at the moon hanging in the sky, and sighed a long time.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and a new day is coming. On the platform of Penglai Island's battle last night, more than ten corpses were lying, with blood flowing everywhere, and then dried up and printed on the rock wall.

At noon, a ray of sunlight shone on Zhang Xuan, making him feel warm and comfortable. He was injured last night, which made him unable to move freely until now. His body is still recovering. The wounds on his body were caused by the powerful Qi Condensation Powerful Man and could not recover for a while.

Fortunately, Zhang Xuan had observed before that the island has not been inhabited for a long time, and many herbs have grown on the island. Those herbs that are indistinguishable to ordinary people or even cognizable at all are not difficult for Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan sighed: "We have to stay on this island for a while, and there are still many people who haven't appeared."

After sighing, Zhang Xuan closed his eyes and enjoyed the quiet sunlight.

A day later, Zhang Xuan strolled on the island, looking for some herbs.

A week later, the wounds on Zhang Xuan's body gradually healed. His clothes were covered with tiny holes everywhere, like a savage. A thick iron pot was mounted on a cliff, and a sea fish was stewed in the iron pot. This pot was left by someone who came to participate in the Oriental God Hidden Society before.

Zhang Xuan lives alone on this island. What he does every day is to collect herbs, practice moves, and see the sea. He hasn't been so quiet for a long time.

In the distance, a small boat gradually approached Penglai Island, looming in the thick fog.

The cliff where Zhang Xuan was located was just enough to look out for it. At the first glance of the boat, Zhang Xuan smiled, "There are guests coming again."
Chapter completed!