Wanyan Xiaji lay dead in the street, almost naked, eyes wide open and bloodshot, with a bloody hole in his chest, flesh blurred.
"Grand General."
The Divine Power Realm Martial Artist, who was entangled with Nalan Yiren, along with two Fourth-Grade Generals, changed their expressions drastically and approached Wanyan Xiaji, wanting to check his condition.
"Pff..."
But at this moment, the two Fourth-Grade Generals spat out a mouthful of blood with a pff sound, fell to one knee on the ground, holding their knives for support.
Even the Divine Power Realm Martial Artist's face turned pale, as he felt the chaos within his body, hastily raising his hand to quickly tap a few acupuncture points on his chest.
Then at that moment, Nalan Yiren's figure swept over, striking his chest with a palm, causing the Divine Power Realm Martial Artist's face to flush red, as a mouthful of blood surged from within towards his throat, forcibly suppressed without spewing out.
