Chapter 858: Miserable screams, deep wounds visible to the bone

Seeing that his attack was actually blocked, the white-clothed man was clearly somewhat surprised. Immediately, he flicked his wrist, and the long staff in his hand left his hand, turning into a sky full of phantoms and attacking Su Hang.

This was the Thousand Illusion Staff; the white-clothed man was a Mo Sect protector with superb strength.

Facing the white-clothed man's fierce attack, Su Hang was not afraid. He grabbed the shield with his left hand and unleashed a move of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Art. Suddenly, a golden bell rang, smashing those phantoms. At the same time, a giant dragon phantom soared into the sky, baring fangs and brandishing claws, pouncing toward the white-clothed man.

"Small tricks!"

The white-clothed man snorted coldly, his body turning into a residual shadow, rushing out from the flank, bypassing the golden bell's obstruction, and a pair of iron palms slapped straight toward Su Hang's head.

Su Hang could no longer withstand an attack of this level. He only felt a sense of suffocation, both arms numb and losing sensation, his brain buzzing, his consciousness gradually blurring, vaguely hearing someone calling him.

Unfortunately, Su Hang had already fallen into a state of fainting, his consciousness depressed, his hearing lost, completely losing control of his body.

A spray of blood shot out, accompanied by a miserable scream. The long staff pierced through Su Hang's shoulder blade and reached the cliff wall behind him, with only half the staff remaining exposed at the cave entrance.

Su Hang slowly opened his eyes, saw the situation behind him clearly, and could not help but be horrified in his heart.

Just now, he clearly saw a black shadow. That black shadow was extremely fast, arriving behind him in the blink of an eye, taking advantage of his illness to take his life, and without hesitation, poked at the back of his head.

If he hadn't dodged in time, this poke would have been enough to make him faint or even die.

"You..."

Su Hang turned his head to look at the white-clothed man, only to see this guy standing behind him holding the long staff, his eyes flashing with cold luster, like looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

The white-clothed man stared at Su Hang and said ferociously, "You little thief are quite cunning, actually able to block my Soul-Snatching Nail. If I hadn't reacted in time, I would have almost fallen for your trick. However..."

Speaking of this, the white-clothed man stopped, his eyes chillingly cold. "You still ended up defeated by my Soul-Snatching Nail!"

Hearing this, Su Hang could not help but feel a chill in his heart. What was a Soul-Snatching Nail?

Zhang Wuji, who was on the side, was extremely serious. He presented a protective posture toward Su Hang and glared at the man opposite. Although this person was very strong, under Su Hang's pressure, he finally exposed his ambition; it turned out he had harbored murderous intent all along.

The white-clothed man glanced at Zhang Wuji and did not take him seriously, his gaze always remaining on Su Hang.

"I want your head." The white-clothed man sneered, his figure moving instantly, appearing in front of Su Hang in an instant.

A flying dagger flashing with light swept past, and a deep wound visible to the bone was cut into Su Hang's right chest.

The severe pain made Su Hang completely regain his senses. Looking up, the white-clothed man was standing behind him, extending his scarlet tongue to lick the blood on the dagger, his eyes greedy and ferocious.

Su Hang was very familiar with this dagger; it was the one the woman had used to sneak attack him earlier, and this dagger had special effects.

"Ah..."

A tearing severe pain spread from his chest. Su Hang trembled all over, beads of sweat as large as beans appearing on his forehead.

"Hehe, don't think about running; just surrender and die." The white-clothed man sneered repeatedly, waving the flying dagger, preparing to cut Su Hang's life again.

Su Hang could not help but close his eyes. At this moment, his consciousness was on the verge of dissipating, only feeling a burst of stench spreading from his chest. ===== CHAPTER 860 =====