Wei Zhixuan could no longer be surprised or delighted, the only thing on his mind right now was that death was sometimes better than living!
This unbearable soreness and numbness piercing deep into his bone marrow made him feel like dying was better than being alive. Wei Zhixuan no longer cared about his image and starting howling and jumping.
He had noticed the needle-like True Qi in his body and wanted to block it, but Ling Chuxi did not give him the opportunity, and kept attacking him relentlessly.
Although Ling Chuxi hit him using the sword body, Wei Zhixuan didn't know if she would suddenly change her mind or accidentally hit him with the sharp edges of her blade. Thinking about it, he became even more anxious, and howled and screamed like a lunatic.
