Meng Ji's figure slowly appeared: "Oh, I forgot. If you hadn't sealed me in the cave for thirty years, I wouldn't have had the chance to practice the "Dream Soul" technique. I'm really grateful to you."
Continued Qianjue: "So what, even if you have the blessing of magical power, what can you do to me?"
Meng Ji: "Humph, of course I have a way. Then you will feel the backlash of the magical power."
As he spoke, the white mist around Mengji's body began to slowly rotate. The rotation speed was extremely slow, but it was getting faster and faster.
Looking at the swirling white mist, he frowned and said, "You think you can defeat me with this method. You are really dreaming."
Meng Ji: "Really? Come and try what you did to me thirty years ago. I want you to know what life is worse than death."
Xu Qianjue felt his body tremble.
Xu Qianjue stared at the white energy in surprise and murmured: "How is it possible?"
Xu Qianjue sneered: "Do you think my "Dream Soul" is really that simple? The pain you inflicted on me thirty years ago, today, I will inflict it on you. I want you to feel the pain. What torture is like, it will make you regret the decision you made forever.”
Continued Qianjue: "In this case, I will show you what the real "Dream Soul" technique is.
Meng Ji: "Come and try what you did to me thirty years ago. I want you to know that life is worse than death."
The rotating white mist became faster and faster, and soon it formed a huge fist, with a diameter of two meters, and hit Meng Han fiercely.
Xu Qianjue sneered: "Huh, what a trick!"
After saying that, Qianjue's aura suddenly burst out and he faced him head on.
Bang!
Two huge fists collided together, making a huge sound, and a circle of air waves spread out.
The moment after the two fists collided, two huge waves of energy surged in the air.
Before Meng Ji could react, Qian Jue's figure flashed and disappeared. When she reappeared, she was already beside Meng Ji. She raised her right hand and suddenly smacked Meng Ji.
This blow was so fast that only an afterimage could be seen, and so fast that Meng Ji couldn't dodge it at all.
There was a loud bang, and Qianjue's blow hit Meng Ji hard. The powerful force instantly knocked Meng Ji away, leaving a sad arc in the air.
Meng Ji felt severe pain all over her body, her chest felt tight, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining her white clothes red. She fell heavily to the ground, throwing up a cloud of dust. The dust gradually dispersed, and Meng Ji struggled to stand up, with blood hanging from the corners of her mouth and hatred in her eyes. She looked up at Xu Qianjue, a trace of fear and confusion flashing in her eyes.
"You...you are so cruel..." Meng Ji asked with a trembling voice.
At this time, Xu Qianjue's figure became bigger and bigger in Meng Ji's pupils. He looked down at Meng Ji indifferently, with a cruel smile on his lips. He approached Meng Ji step by step, and every step made the ground tremble and the air freeze.
Meng Ji's body retreated involuntarily, but was firmly restrained by an invisible force, unable to move. She looked at Xu Qianjue desperately, tears welling up in her eyes. At this moment, she finally understood her own weakness and powerlessness, as well as Xu Qianjue's coldness and ruthlessness.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Qianjue continued to laugh, his laughter echoing in the empty valley, with endless ridicule and cruelty.
He approached Meng Ji step by step, and every step made the ground tremble and the air freeze. His figure grew bigger and bigger in Mengji's pupils, pressing down on her like a mountain, making her breathless.
Meng Ji couldn't move her body and could only watch Xu Qianjue approaching her. She felt an invisible pressure enveloping her, as if a mountain was pressing on her chest, making her breathless.
"Do you think you can hurt me?"
Xu Qianjue sneered, with a cruel light shining in his eyes.
He stretched out his right hand, slowly pinched Meng Ji's throat, and lifted her up. Meng Ji only felt that her throat was stuck by a powerful force, unable to breathe, and her eyes were filled with darkness. Her struggles became weaker and weaker, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.
"I want you to know that life is worse than death!" A cruel smile appeared on Xu Qianjue's lips, and the strength in his hands became heavier and heavier.
Meng Ji's body twitched feebly in the air, her feet kicked wildly, but she could not escape the control of Xu Qian Jue.
Her face became paler and paler, her eyes filled with fear and despair.
Xu Qianjue felt happy in his heart when he saw Meng Ji struggling in pain. He squeezed Mengji's throat so hard that she couldn't breathe. Meng Ji's eyes began to turn white, and her body was trembling weakly, as if she would die at any moment.
Xu Qianjue's fingers tightened around Mengji's throat like iron pliers, and Mengji felt that her trachea was being squeezed to the point of suffocation.
She kicked her feet in the air, trying to struggle, but the power of Xu Qianjue seemed to be endless, preventing her from moving.
Time seemed to have stopped, and Meng Ji's mind went blank. Only the man in front of her stared at her expressionlessly, and his cruel eyes were like a sharp knife, piercing her heart. Her breathing became faster and faster, and every breath hurt like a knife.
