There seemed to be no wounds on his body, but his bones were somewhat cracked, and his organs were slightly displaced.
In this state, Muo Xiao on the opposite side didn't gain any advantage either.
Muo Xiao was covered in knife wounds, with a few so deep that the bones were visible. Blood flowed profusely, enveloped by the blood aura emanating from him.
"Jishan Old Ghost, let's see how long you can hold on!"
As he spoke, Muo Xiao raised his hand, stirring up waves of blood aura, causing a tempest within a hundred feet radius, as large fists appeared one after another.
It seemed as if a terrifying Wild Beast was hibernating inside him, emanating a blood aura sound like the roar of a dragon.
"Go!"
Hundreds of fist prints roared towards Lord Jishan.
Lord Jishan showed no fear, grasped his sword with both hands, black hair wildly dancing, the water vapor around him gathered in front and transformed once more into a thirty-foot Ice Dragon.
"Slash!"
