Chapter 570

Clearly, he possessed extremely rich combat experience.

Supported by such powerful strength, coupled with such rich combat experience,

compared to Donghuang Taiyi, he was completely a killing weapon.

Hearing Ying Mo naturally knew that Donghuang Taiyi's strength had increased by a few shades at this moment.

But he did not launch an attack on Donghuang Taiyi rashly.

Every attack from Donghuang Taiyi was dodged by him at a clever angle.

This forbidden technique had a drawback: the duration would not be very long.

As long as he could easily endure this period, even if he didn't take action, Donghuang Taiyi likely wouldn't last long.

Donghuang Taiyi's remaining rationality seemed to realize what Hearing Ying Mo wanted to do.

A flash of irritation crossed his eyes.

Because no matter how he attacked, he couldn't hurt Hearing Ying Mo.

The scarlet in his eyes, at this moment, was as bright as blood.

· ·····Seeking flowers· ··

The frequency of his attacks became even faster.

At the same time, his movements became even more ruthless and merciless.

But no matter how he moved, he couldn't hurt Hearing Ying Mo in the slightest.

Every withered leaf and every petal in the courtyard became the most useful weapon in Hearing Ying Mo's hands.

Under Hearing Ying Mo's control.

These petals were like the sharpest daggers, piercing fiercely into Donghuang Taiyi's flesh.

In this state, Donghuang Taiyi clearly did not fear pain.

Even though those petals were like daggers stabbing into his flesh, it only caused his movements to pause for a moment.

The two fought in the courtyard for a quarter of an hour.

After a quarter of an hour, Donghuang Taiyi's movements seemed to slow down.

Even the momentum on his body began to fade away like an hourglass at this moment.

Hearing Ying Mo was naturally the most sensitive and felt this change.

"How much longer can you hold on?"

A cold sneer of disdain appeared on his face.

If it were a full-scale attack, he could also successfully take down Donghuang Taiyi.

But he preferred to watch the prey die in despair.

As Donghuang Taiyi's strength weakened step by step.

The fear in his heart and the torture in his heart were his best revenge.

The weakening of strength also represented the return of rationality.

When Donghuang Taiyi felt his body slowly beginning to weaken.

A despair unlike his usual composure finally appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Previously, no matter what situation he faced, he had absolute calmness in his eyes.

But this calmness was slowly broken step by step when facing Hearing Ying Mo.

Now, an emotion that had never appeared in his eyes before finally emerged.

Despair.

This emotion seemed to be contagious.

Despair slowly spread in Donghuang Taiyi's eyes.

The moment he felt all the power in his body disappear, he raised the long sword in his hand, intending to end his own life.

But how could Hearing Ying Mo, who had been standing by Donghuang Taiyi's side, allow him to do such a thing?

If he wanted to end this black-clad man's life, he would have done so long ago.

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……Ding.