With a drop of the hand, the left hand became a dragon claw and the right hand a tiger claw, grabbing Ye Jun's shoulders.
Hiss!
A mist of blood in the air...
Lin Xiaosu's eyes suddenly snapped open, staring at the blood mist, his face showing a peculiar expression.
Gu Suixin's method of killing, how bizarre it is?
At their level of cultivation realm, tearing apart the flesh wasn't extraordinary, let alone an old Taoist who looked tough and wiry, even if it were an ancient fierce beast, tearing it apart was no big deal.
However, was Gu Suixin's ripping actually splitting into two halves?
No, it wasn't!
With this rip, Ye Jun's entire body directly turned into a mist of blood, even his primordial spirit vanished instantly.
It seemed that he simply tore apart with both hands, but in fact, it was countless "hands" ripping from every angle, 360 degrees without any blind spots!
What kind of dominance is this?
What kind of decisiveness is this?
