黑老太

“Puu,” the martial power blade pierced through Li Xiang’s dantian. Yuwen Tingyi was planning to cripple Li Xiang’s cultivation. Although True Immortal experts’ bodies were undying and indestructible, that would only hold true when compared to those weaker than them. When encountering someone like Yuwen Tingyi, someone with strength far surpassing Li Xiang’s strength, Li Xiang would be akin to a lamb in a slaughterhouse. Yuwen Tingyi could do whatever he wanted with him, and Li Xiang was powerless to do anything. Yuwen Tingyi looked at the curled up Li Xiang on the ground with a beaming smile on his face. With a mocking tone, he said, “Go on and beg me. If you are to beg me to my satisfaction, I might consider forgiving you.” At that moment, Li Xiang was able to clearly sense his cultivation escaping from his body. He knew that he would soon lose all of his cultivation and become a cripple without any cultivation. However, even with that being the case, Li Xiang merely clenched his teeth and did not beg for forgiveness. In fact, he did not even utter a single sound of pain.