Female lead: No, it's me again??

Chapter 179 Fight!

A clear sound of bones breaking rang in her ears as she was thrown into the air!

But then, a hundred meters in the air, it was kicked hard to the ground by the pursuing Demon Wind Salon like a sepak takraw ball, and buried by the yellow sand.

This pain is like being cut in half at the waist!

Feng Siyue gritted her teeth and remained silent.

The white teeth were stained red with blood, which made the lips appear bright red.

Xuan Li couldn't help but take a step forward, then stopped on the second step, and after a long while, silently retreated.

She can't let anything interfere with what she wants to do.

The medicinal energy circulated wildly within Feng Siyue's body. Her fingertips twitched slightly, and she slowly clenched her fist.

Feng Siyue, who had been lying prone in the sand, rose from the yellow sand and released his mental energy to locate the Demon Wind Salon in the sky hundreds of meters above, thus resuming this seemingly suicidal contest.

Countless whirlwinds accompanied by yellow sand swept in. Feng Siyue dodged to the left to avoid the nearest sand whirlwind, but due to exhaustion and slow movements, she failed to dodge the attack from behind!

She was engulfed in a sandstorm, the dense, thick yellow sand filling her mouth and nose, making it impossible for her to breathe!

The swirling winds hidden beneath the yellow sand resembled countless sharp blades, cruelly and mercilessly slicing through her skin, leaving deep, bone-revealing wounds!

In the blink of an eye, Feng Siyue's body was completely torn apart.

pain!

It really hurts!

This pain is like being slowly sliced ​​to death!

Tears welled up in her eyes. For a moment, she really wanted to give up, she really wanted Qingqing to come out and help her...

In the end, however, she did not utter a single word of pleading for help.

Qingqing, inside the space, felt extremely sorry for Feng Siyue's condition.

He also wanted to go out and help the contractor, but the power of bloodline could never be activated unless she was in dire straits. No one could bear such pain for her!

Contractor, I admit, you are very hardworking and talented.

They are also very hardworking and patient.

Contractor, I believe in you, you can do it.

You must hang in there!

In this world, it would be difficult to find another person who would dare to withstand three peak Spirit Sect masters with the body of a Spirit Emperor.

Feng Siyue's body was covered in wounds, her skin and flesh were torn open, and fresh blood dripped into the yellow sand, a sight that made one's heart tremble!

She barely managed to steady herself, and with trembling hands, she grabbed a handful of pills from her ring, haphazardly stuffing them into her mouth along with the yellow sand and swallowing them!

At the same time, the physical pain made her drowsy mind clearer.

If she can't get through this hurdle today, the progress of unsealing her bloodline will be delayed again.

Feng Siyue didn't want to do it this way, even though she felt she was being too hasty, but she still had to do it anyway.

Because after passing this hurdle, countless unknown life-and-death situations await her.

very tired.

she knows.

Feng Siyue knows how to be grateful, so she had no choice.

She managed to steady herself amidst the sandstorm, then forced her way against the current to escape the tornado before falling to the ground.

Of course, this process was like being forcibly skinned alive; if it weren't for the remaining spiritual energy protecting her, she would have truly died.

Three demonic wind dragons swooped down, the strong airflow causing a dull pain in her face. Her hair, already disheveled from the constant dodging and fighting, was now flying in the wind, making her look like a messenger from hell.

Feng Siyue's consciousness shifted back and forth between drowsiness and clarity. Because she couldn't see, she could only endure many attacks.

In a short moment, she looked as if she had been pulled out of a pool of blood.

Countless times I've been knocked down, and countless times I've risen again!

Her clothes were torn, and her legs were trembling as she struggled to stand; she was in a sorry state.

Qi is like a gossamer.

Feeling the dryness in the spiritual veins, Feng Siyue took a deep breath.

Her spiritual power is almost exhausted.

To be honest, if it weren't for the constant repair of her damaged body by the medicinal spiritual energy within her, she wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long.

The power of medicine is truly a wonderful thing.

Feng Siyue, who couldn't be killed no matter what they did, once again enraged the group of Demon Wind Salon members.

They roared to the sky, "Howl!"

A demonic wind dragon landed above Feng Siyue's head, spitting out a blood ball that transformed into a blood-red longsword, roaring as it charged towards Feng Siyue!

Meanwhile, a faint blood mist hung in the sky.

Even Feng Siyue, whose senses were dulled, could feel intense malice emanating from this sword.

Feng Siyue gasped for breath, her dark eyes fixed on the attack hurtling towards her from the sky, forcibly gathering her almost fading consciousness. "I don't want to die."

Even if there's not much spiritual energy left, even if it means risking depletion of spiritual energy and damage to the spiritual veins...

Today, she will live too!

"Therefore, only you can die."

The girl's voice was very soft and weak.

Yet, he was inexplicably ruthless!

She took a step to the left and covered two hundred meters in an instant.

Blood Sword seemed to have a tracking device, following her wherever she went.

As the blood sword drew ever closer, Feng Siyue's steps grew increasingly sluggish.

Driven to the brink of despair, she was filled with courage!

Feng Siyue appeared above Mofeng Salon's head, her bloodied wrists gripping the rare sideburns on Mofeng Salon's head, her face contorted with madness as she looked at the Blood Sword behind her.

"If you've got the guts, then come at me!"

Blood Sword hesitated for a moment, but amidst the roars and frenzy of the Demon Wind Salon in the distance, its speed increased instead of decreasing as it attacked her!

The closer the Blood Sword got, the stronger the Demon Wind Salon struggled.

The unusual appearance of the Demonic Wind Salon beneath her feet caught her attention. "It seems you're afraid of this thing too, is that right?"

Feng Siyue understood this, swallowed the blood in her mouth, and held on tightly to her sideburns no matter how much the Demon Wind Salon did to her.