The battle lasted for a full hour, but there was still no winner.
The disciples of the other sects stood in the distance and watched, not daring to make a move. After all, if they interfered in a battle of this level, they might be implicated.
"I didn't expect you to have some skills!"
After such a long battle, even Duan Ziming was a little exhausted. He looked at Lin Xiao and panted.
Lin Xiao ignored Duan Ziming. Instead, he took the opportunity to take out a bottle of Rejuvenation Pills from his sleeve and ate a few of them.
After an hour of battle, both sides had not only exhausted their mental strength, but they had also suffered many injuries.
After taking the Rejuvenation Pills, Lin Xiao's injuries were constantly healing. At the same time, his mental strength was also recovered, and he fought even more fiercely.
The disciples of the various sects who were watching the fight were astonished.
After an hour of battle, even Duan Ziming was a little exhausted. Why was Lin Xiao getting fiercer and fiercer? Was there something wrong with the pills he took?
Zhao Qi stood in the crowd and was also very anxious.
He originally thought that it would be easy for Duan Ziming to deal with Lin Xiao, but he did not expect the two of them to be in a stalemate. Now that Duan Ziming was showing signs of defeat, how could he not be worried?
"Alright, that's enough!"
At this moment, purple light shot out from Duan Ziming's eyes, and even his fists were surrounded by purple light. Accompanied by his roar, a golden tiger appeared beside him, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
This golden tiger was different from the Taotie's shadow. It did not have the ability to fight alone. Instead, it surrounded Duan Ziming, increasing Duan Ziming's momentum.
"It's the sacred art of the Ba Mountain Fist Sect!"
Someone in the crowd recognized this move and could not help but exclaim.
Following his exclamation, the spectating disciples took a step back in unison, afraid that they would be accidentally injured by Duan Ziming's powerful attack.
Zhao Qi narrowed his eyes and said resentfully, "Lin Xiao, you're dead meat!"
As the person involved, Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows playfully when he saw this scene. He asked, "Hey!
You didn't use a forbidden technique, did you? "
He had once seen Fang Xianlong use a forbidden technique, which was quite similar to Duan Ziming's current appearance.
When Duan Ziming heard this, he sneered, "Ignorant!
This is the saint art of the Ba Mountain Fist Sect. Although it has the effect of a forbidden art, it will not cause a backlash like a forbidden art. So, don't even think about escaping! "
Oh?
There was also such a thing as a Saint Art!
It sounded pretty good. Looks like I have to find a chance to get a set of Saint Arts to learn. Being able to suddenly cheat in battle was pretty awesome.
"Blazing Fist!"
"Raging Flame Fist!"
At this moment, Duan Ziming let out two loud roars.
As he shouted, two different flames appeared on his fists, emitting a sharp aura. His figure was like a floating shadow as he rushed towards Lin Xiao.
For a moment, killing intent filled the air.
Even Tao Tie's shadow felt Duan Ziming's strength and revealed a manic expression.
Lin Xiao frowned. While using the Ultimate Body Movement Technique to the extreme, he communicated with the Dog Beating Stick with his divine sense. "Dog Beating Stick, I'll pretend to be defeated and throw you out. Find the right opportunity to smash this guy to death!"
"Don't worry, master. I'm not called the Venerable of the Ambushing Stick for nothing!"
Hearing this, the Dog Beating Stick was eager to give it a try.
At the same time, Duan Ziming had already rushed in front of Lin Xiao and punched Lin Xiao's arm. Lin Xiao immediately felt a sharp pain in his arm. He frowned and threw the Dog Beating Stick away.
"Good hit!"
Seeing that Lin Xiao was in so much pain that he could not even hold the Dog Beating Stick, Zhao Qi could not help but shout excitedly.
Duan Ziming's eyes flashed with the complacency of a victor. He raised his fist and punched Lin Xiao's head.
But at this moment, the Dog Beating Stick that Lin Xiao had just thrown away emitted a fluorescent green light. It suddenly stopped flying and turned around to hit Duan Ziming's head.
Duan Ziming never thought that the Dog Beating Stick would attack on its own. It was impossible for him to guard against a stick that had already been sent flying.
Therefore, the stick landed squarely on his head.
However, Duan Ziming's cultivation was profound. In addition, this stick was completely launched by the Dog Beating Stick without Lin Xiao's strength, so Duan Ziming did not faint.
But for Lin Xiao, it was enough.
Black flames flashed in Lin Xiao's eyes. A flame appeared out of thin air and flew to Duan Ziming's fists, causing the light on his fists to dim a lot.
"Ah!!"
As the light on the fist changed, Duan Ziming let out a shrill scream. The originally dim light lit up again. This time, however, it was not an orange light. Instead, it was a black light.
It was demonic flames!
Lin Xiao took advantage of the moment that Duan Ziming was restrained by the Dog Beating Stick to release the demonic flames and attached them to Duan Ziming's fists. By the time Duan Ziming reacted, it was already too late to extinguish the demonic flames.
He desperately smashed his fists into the ground, trying to extinguish the demonic flames. Unfortunately, the ground was smashed into deep craters, but the demonic flames on his fists could not be extinguished.
"Senior Brother Ziming!"
Seeing this, Zhao Qi's eyes flashed with shock. He hurriedly ran to Duan Ziming's side, trying to help him extinguish the strange black flames.
But it was all in vain.
The demonic flames had already spread from Duan Ziming's hands to his wrists. His fists were charred black, and it was impossible to see what his hands looked like.
"Cut off my hands!"
Duan Ziming's face was pale, and his features were twisted to the extreme. He screamed at Zhao Qi word by word, as if he was biting his own flesh.
"Wh … What?"
Zhao Qi could not believe his ears.
Duan Ziming was ranked fourth on the 'Heavenly Hero Ranking', and the pride of the entire Ba Mountain Fist Sect. His hands were equivalent to his second life, but now he wanted to cut them off?
"I'll let you cut them off!"
Duan Ziming saw that Zhao Qi was still hesitating and roared.
How could he not understand what his hands meant to him? But in the current situation, if he did not cut off his hands, the strange flames would burn him to ashes sooner or later!
His hands were already crippled. If he sacrificed his life for them, it really was not worth it.
"Yes …"
Zhao Qi also saw that the flames were strange because it was slowly eating away at Duan Ziming's arms. If he did not act now, Duan Ziming's arms would be gone.
Thinking of this, Zhao Qi gritted his teeth and chopped at Duan Ziming's arms.
"Ah!!"
Duan Ziming screamed again, and blood splattered everywhere. Duan Ziming's hands were cut off, and they were a bloody mess.