Round two, the mask completely shattered, and Raven was on the verge of death.
"Wow! The mask broke!"
Hong Ya let out a cry, rose on her tiptoes, trying hard to see more clearly, then pouted her little mouth and commented,
"Doesn't look like a good guy anyway!"
Raven's whole body convulsed violently, blood mixed with foam kept gushing from his mouth, and he could no longer get up.
He felt at least half the bones in his body had been broken, his meridians snapped inch by inch, his internal organs were severely displaced or even ruptured, and the backlash of the Nine Yin Scripture's inner force was like a rasp crazily stirring and cutting through every inch of flesh inside him.
He didn't even have the strength to lift a finger; his vision began to blur, his ears buzzed, and with only the last bit of vague perception, he could sense Li Bashan stepping toward him one step at a time.
