Following Duke Yu's loud roar.
The entire forest seemed to be shaking. Countless green streams of air swirled and surged towards the battlefield. Duke Yu breathed out and inhaled. He fought crazily while using his body to resist the attacks. At the same time, he absorbed a huge amount of spirit energy to heal his injuries.
He was injured at every moment, but he was also recovering at every moment.
Bang bang bang …
Miao Zhendong forcefully took a breath and received seventeen palm attacks. Duke Yu's qi and blood were already surging. Blood flowed out of his mouth. The surrounding Supremes' palm attacks were also landing on his body. However, he still didn't care.
After a round of brute force, Miao Zhendong's last breath was completely exhausted, and he could no longer hold on. His face suddenly turned bright red, and he let out a miserable shriek. His entire right arm was broken, and he spat out a mouthful of blood that filled the sky. Part 777: A Powerful Monster! [Fifth update!] His entire body plowed a huge ditch on the ground as he flew out with a boom.
Miao Zhendong's momentum came to a stop when his back hit a large tree with a "bang". However, before Miao Zhendong could recover from his shock, the roots of the large tree automatically emerged from the ground and tightly wrapped around him along with the vines at the side.
Miao Zhendong let out a loud roar. Something that looked like a burning flame was emitted from his body. The surrounding roots and vines were instantly turned into ashes.
Duke Yu originally planned to continue chasing and killing Miao Zhendong. However, he didn't expect the sound of wind behind him. Following that, he roared, "Evil creature! Damn it. "
The second consecrator had finally arrived. This time, he went all out and didn't hold back anymore. If he held back any longer, he would probably end up in the same state as Miao Zhendong. After all, Duke Yu's tyrannical strength and his determination to fight with his life were too terrifying.
Seeing the second consecrator's ferocious attack, Duke Yu didn't fight back. He somersaulted and escaped into the sky. He had already arrived on the trunk of a big tree. With a flash of green light, the tree branches grew densely and covered the entire sky above everyone's head.
The second consecrator let out a loud roar and struck out with his palm. A hundred feet tall demon! [Fifth update!] The sky instantly cleared up. However, Duke Yu was nowhere to be seen. Only a hoarse laughter could be heard, "Wait for your death! Bastards! "
Everyone leaped onto the treetops at the same time. As far as the eye could see. That green-clothed figure was nowhere to be seen.
A painful groan came from below. The source was none other than High Consecrator Miao Zhendong.
"He's too powerful!" Miao Zhendong's old face scrunched up like a cigar. He said angrily, "I didn't expect this treasure to be so fierce. Cough, cough, cough …" As he coughed, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood.
When he was fighting with Duke Yu, his initial intention of retreating was to neutralize the huge amount of energy that was generated from the conflict between the two of them. Without any surprises, it was the most logical, even a Supreme Being of the highest grade. After exchanging a blow with his full strength, he also needed to retreat to reduce his strength.
Otherwise, he would have to use his own body to withstand the huge impact caused by the aftershock of the palm strike, which would most likely cause his internal organs to be shaken. This wasn't a joke. Although it wasn't easy for Supreme-Being experts to get injured, and they could quickly recover from ordinary injuries, it wasn't easy for them to recover from injuries caused by experts of the same level.
But he never thought that he would encounter such a monster today! One of them had reached the peak of the eighth level of the Supreme Martial Artist realm. He completely disregarded his own safety and raised his hand to risk his life.
This was really a weirdo.
Not only did he not retreat after exchanging a blow with the Second High Consecrator, he also fought with him until both of them were injured. In fact, he was getting crazier and crazier!
Swords and sabers fell like rain, and fists and palms flowed like water. None of the attacks were a joke, but he didn't care at all. He just aimed at himself and crazily smashed twenty palms! He smashed himself down from the sky and smashed himself into the ground. That wasn't the end. He kept smashing himself until he couldn't catch his breath!
Miao Zhendong could guarantee with his life that this bastard's injuries were definitely more serious than his own. In fact, it was more than twice as serious!
But he still did it. He did it without any hesitation. He did it without any scruples!
And what made Miao Zhendong the most sullen was that he wasn't the only one who wanted to eat him. Do you have to be so relentless? Do you dare to risk your life a little more?
Miao Zhendong became even angrier after he carefully examined his injuries. His internal organs were severely damaged, and almost all of them showed signs of displacement. His right arm was broken, and his entire arm was shattered. He was almost half-crippled, and three of his ribs were broken. Even breathing could cause him severe pain.
Until now, he still had an uncontrollable urge to vomit blood. What the f * ck was going on.
"This is really … really beyond the norm of martial arts. There's actually such a monster …" The High Consecrator felt very embarrassed. He didn't know how long it had been since he was last injured.
"High Consecrator, this is what I think … That thing has such an ability. It should be like that in the first place …" Another mid-grade Supreme Martial Artist said with a wry smile, "After all, it's a different existence from us … It's a demon."
"That makes sense." Miao Zhendong felt slightly relieved. He forced himself to stand up from the ground. There was no point in saying anything else now. It was more important to heal his injuries as soon as possible. The Second High Consecrator hurried forward and transferred his cultivation to help heal his injuries. Among those present, only the Second High Consecrator had this ability. The help of the others was either a drop in the bucket or would only make things worse.
With the departure of that 'demon', the environment here seemed to have returned to normal.
Thinking of that inexplicable battle just now, more than half of the eighty people who came out of the house were actually lost! Everyone's hearts were somewhat heavy.
"Everyone, let's continue forward." Miao Zhendong recovered some of his energy. He waved his hand and said, "There's no need to be discouraged. This demon is already seriously injured. My injuries are already this bad, so his injuries are definitely more serious than mine. Most importantly, that fellow already hates us to the core. Such a strange creature that has taken human form is narrow-minded and vengeful. He will definitely not give up on revenge. His revenge is an opportunity that we can make use of. Therefore, everyone must be alert and pay attention to the movements around us … "
"Since the opportunity has come, we must not let it slip through our fingers."
"High Consecrator is right!"
Everyone said in unison.
So what if a few people died? You have to give up something to gain something. If you want to gain something, you have to give something! How could there be success without sacrifice? Moreover, that fellow was already seriously injured, even more seriously than the High Consecrator. The High Consecrator still had the Second Consecrator to help him recuperate. That demon couldn't possibly find another of his kind to help him recuperate, right? …
"Big Brother, I feel a little uneasy in my heart. I keep feeling that there's something wrong with what happened today." The Second Consecrator frowned. "That … is it really a demon?"
The High Consecrator turned his head. "Hmm? You have other opinions? "
"What I mean is, although that person's battle style is unusually strong and very different from ordinary people, I keep feeling that … it's still a person fighting with us and not a demon!" The Second Consecrator was somewhat worried. "My feeling tells me that the enemy we've provoked this time is an extremely strong and troublesome enemy … definitely not … a demon!"
"Hahaha …" The High Consecrator laughed. "Second Brother, what do you think is the approximate level of this fellow's cultivation?"
"Eighth-grade Supreme Martial Artist peak! He's definitely not weaker than you and me, but in terms of strength, he's not necessarily stronger than us. They're roughly on par. "The Second Consecrator didn't even think about it. Both of them had the same understanding on this point.
"Hmm, let me ask you again. Second Brother, how many people do you think there are in the entire continent who have such a cultivation?" The High Consecrator scoffed and said, "Those who have such a cultivation, which one of them isn't in our information? And which one of them is unknown to us? "
"And the most important thing is, do you know that there was once such a person? For a person to cultivate to eighth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, no matter what, he'd still need to roam the martial world and gain experience, right? Do you have any sense of familiarity with this fellow's information? His resume? Such a strange appearance and a hatred that's close to that of a wild beast, has there ever been such a special kind of expert? "
"No, I don't have any impression of him. There's not even one that's close to him."
"That's right. Then if he's really a human and not a demon … then did he fall from the sky? Or crawl out from the ground? "The High Consecrator sneered.
"This …" The second High Consecrator was speechless.
"Let's put aside his strange appearance and his almost disorganized fighting style. Have you noticed another very important thing? When he opens his hands, there's a patch of lush green. Wherever the greenery passes, the surrounding flowers and trees grow rapidly. Have you ever seen such a special ability? "The High Consecrator snorted and said," Even the entire forest can be used as an army by him to attack! What kind of 'person' do you think … would have such an ability? "
At this point, the High Consecrator laughed.
The second High Consecrator nodded and said, "Big Brother's words make sense. I'm probably thinking too much!"
The High Consecrator chuckled and said, "Second Brother, don't worry too much … Or perhaps you should think more about how much benefits we can get after we capture this treasure … Hahaha, think about it carefully!"
…
Duke Yu, who was heavily injured, quickly escaped into the dense forest. In an instant, he was more than a few hundred miles away in a patch of green waves. Only then did he feel at ease to check the injuries on his body. He grimaced in pain.
Motherf * cker, I'm so aggrieved.
I've never seen anything like this before. I've also never experienced such an inexplicable battle. Even until now, Duke Yu still didn't know what this group of perverts was doing. Which force did they belong to?
Just like that, they fought until they were hovering between life and death.
Looking at the injuries on his body, Duke Yu grimaced in pain.
So ruthless.
In that short battle just now, he was only focused on chasing after the perverted High Consecrator. He didn't care about the attacks of the others at all. Now that he checked, it was really shocking. It was fortunate that he didn't lose his life just now.
There were more than three hundred palms, more than a hundred kicks, seventy to eighty fingers, and more than ten knives, twenty to thirty swords. He believed that the legendary 'Hundred Palms Entanglement' and 'Thousand Cuts to Pieces' were nothing more than this.
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