The sharp sword twisted in his inner organs, turning Wei Xianwu’s lower abdomen region into a mangled bloody mess.

Wei Xianwu released another wild beast-like roar, letting go of the longsword which was blocked by Lin Xi and stopped between the two of them. His hands formed claws, grabbing towards Lin Xi’s face, wishing to crush Lin Xi’s face into a lump of badly mangled flesh.

The extremely calm faced Lin Xi bent down slightly, charging straight into Wei Xianwu's chest.

Wei Xianwu’s hands missed. They immediately moved downwards, grabbing towards Lin Xi’s neck.

Right at this time, Lin Xi’s dagger was already removed from Wei Xianwu’s underbelly. It then stabbed in fiercely again, twisting once more.

One thrust!

Two thrusts!

Three thrusts!

When Wei Xianwu suffered the first thrust into his stomach, his hands already landed on Lin Xi’s neck that was covered in his own gushing blood, touching Lin Xi’s blood vessels that were swelling from force exertion. However, his hands just couldn’t produce the slightest bit of strength anymore.

Lin Xi used his body to prop up Wei Xianwu’s body, intuitively...