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Chapter 243

Words:6873Update:22/07/01 09:30:22

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The Blood God Flag was always so lively, ostentatious, and enchanting.

Since entering Tianyue City, Gao Zhengyang had never used the Blood God Flag. The main reason was that the Blood God Flag was an ancient divine weapon, and its nature was extremely vicious.

In the Divine Martial Arena, the few rank eight powerhouses that Gao Zhengyang killed not only did they not receive any yuan qi essence, but their souls were also absorbed by the special power of the Divine Martial Arena.

Out of caution, Gao Zhengyang did not dare to use the Blood God Flag. If it clashed with the power of the Divine Martial Arena itself, it would not be good. In a battle that restricted yuan qi, the Blood God Flag was not very useful.

Through this period of nourishment, Gao Zhengyang was more and more proficient in using the Blood God Flag.

Once the Blood God Flag appeared, the majestic yuan qi surged, and the corresponding acupoints of the Dragon Flies to the Ninth Heaven all opened, and Gao Zhengyang jumped from rank six to rank seven.

The change in rank meant that Gao Zhengyang had grasped more yuan qi, and could fully display the wonders of the Dragon Flies to the Ninth Heaven.

The change in the Dragon Flies to the Ninth Heaven was not particularly fast. But it had the wildness and pride of a divine dragon soaring in the nine heavens.

Gao Zhengyang was like a flying dragon, leaping over Hahler's head, traveling more than ten zhang.

Hahler's vision was blocked by the Blood God Flag, but his heart was not in a mess. The six arms holding the long sword suddenly reversed.

The change from going with the flow to going against, Hahler's change was extremely natural, and there was not even a trace of reluctance or sluggishness.

The spinning sword wheel before seemed to be accumulating power for the current reversal.

The sword wheel that reversed back, the sword momentum was even sharper and more awe-inspiring. The snow-colored sword light, in an instant, drew a long rainbow in the air.

The beautiful Blood God Flag that was fluttering in the air was shattered into countless streams of light by the cold sword light.

The Dragon Flies to the Ninth Heaven was not just beautiful flying, Gao Zhengyang's trajectory in the air was erratic and unpredictable.

Hahler controlled the sword to slash from behind, but could not catch Gao Zhengyang's direction. The more it was like this, the harder Hahler's sword slashed.

Wherever the cold sword light passed, dozens of demons exploded into clouds of blood mist.

The sturdy bodies of the demons and their heavy armor were incomparably fragile under the rapidly spinning sword wheel.

Hahler, who was wielding his sword with all his might, did not hold back at all. He would not hold back for a few devils.

As long as they could kill Gao Zhengyang, so what if all the devils died?

No matter how ferocious the sword force was, there would come a time when it would run out.

The sword wheel that Hahler had unleashed had minced all of the Blood God Flags into pieces, but it had missed Gao Zhengyang by a hair's breadth.

By the time his sword momentum slowed down, Gao Zhengyang had already exited Gu Tianyue's arena.

The cold sword light that slashed across the void slowly dissipated, revealing Hahler's huge and mighty figure.

Hahler was not good at moving in a small area, and Gao Zhengyang's movement technique was too agile. Just now, when he drove the sword wheel, he had not been able to stop him, so now it was even more impossible for him to catch up.

Behind him, Ha China hatefully unleashed dozens of huge azure blades that chased after Gao Zhengyang's figure, leaving dozens of bottomless marks on the stone wall opposite the gate.

Ha China and Hahler looked at each other, their eyes filled with helplessness.

No matter how angry they were, they had to admit that the other party was very cunning, and his martial arts had reached perfection.

While being attacked by two experts, he had seized the fleeting opportunity to use his movement technique to forcibly break through, and he had actually come out unscathed. This kind of ability made the two demon experts secretly sigh in admiration.

One had escaped, but they couldn't let the remaining one escape.

Hahler and Ha China's gazes simultaneously landed on Lian Jinghong, who was in the corner.

"I'm going to chew him raw!" Ha China held her staff horizontally in front of Hahler, indicating that Hahler should not interfere.

Lian Jinghong's cultivation was very high, but his combat ability was too weak. Ha China was completely confident that she could finish him off with five Dharma spells.

What surprised Ha China was that Lian Jinghong's old face had a somewhat strange smile on it, and he did not panic at all.

Just as Ha China was about to make a move, a golden light fell from the sky and enveloped Lian Jinghong.

"Goodbye." Lian Jinghong smiled and waved at Ha China. He disappeared with the golden light without a trace.

Above Gu Tianyue's arena, many huge water mirrors appeared at the same time, showing Lian Jinghong's figure.

"Divine Martial Arena!" The red hair on one of Ha China's heads flew up and turned into a raging flame that soared into the sky. Her blood-red eyes were also burning like raging flames.

Hahler looked deeply at the water mirrors and said, "He went up to compete, so he has to come back eventually. We'll wait for him here. "

"This Divine Martial Arena is not bad, but it's a pity that the human slipped away …"

Speaking of this, Ha China could not help but be angry, and the raging flames on her head burned even more fiercely.

If they could kill that human to silence him, they might be able to occupy this place.

The Divine Martial Arenas could also be connected to each other. At that time, they could use the Demon Realm's Divine Martial Arena to directly enter the Human Realm.

This method consumed a lot of energy, but it was especially safe and secretive. No one could detect it. At a crucial moment, they could even use this channel to change the situation of the battle.

The more Ha China thought about it, the angrier she became. "That human better not let me see …"

"So what if I let you see him? Bite me!"

Before Ha China could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a voice from behind.

The two demon experts turned at the same time and saw Gao Zhengyang stride in from the main entrance. The golden armor on his body flashed with a magnificent golden light that was somewhat dazzling.

"Level Nine Divine Armor?" Ha China's fiery red eyes widened in disbelief.

The pure golden armor wrapped around Gao Zhengyang's entire body, leaving not a single gap. Only his face was exposed.

The armor was closer to the style of plate armor. The chest, shoulders, and other parts were one piece. The skirt armor was like six lotus leaves, elegant and beautiful. The leg armor and other parts were also one piece. There was a curved sharp blade behind the elbows, and the knees were conical sharp spikes.

This set of Level Nine Divine Armor had the grandeur, beauty, majesty, and grandeur of an emperor, but also the firmness, strength, courage, and dominance of an overlord.

The Blood God Flag fluttering behind the armor was like a huge blood-colored cape, and also like a majestic blood-colored war flag. It also added a bit of elegance to the Dragon Emperor Armor.

There was a huge difference in the aesthetics of the demon race and the human race, but the two demon experts were both attracted by Gao Zhengyang's Dragon Emperor Armor. Although the other demons could not see the profoundness of the divine armor, they could instinctively feel that this set of armor was extraordinary.

Facing the stunned gazes of the many demons, Gao Zhengyang put down the dragon head armor's visor in satisfaction. "Everyone, the time to play is over."

The pure golden visor was like the face of a god, cold and majestic. Behind the visor was a pair of eyes as deep as the abyss, so cold and deep that it made one's heart palpitate.

The blood-colored cape fluttered without any wind, like countless blood-colored ghosts and gods howling and roaring.

That surging killing intent like the sea instantly engulfed the entire place.

The Level Nine Dragon Emperor Armor did not just add a thick layer of hard shell for Gao Zhengyang. The Dragon Emperor Armor and Gao Zhengyang's divine soul fused together also had a tremendous amplification effect on his divine soul power.

The formidable power also let Gao Zhengyang's heaven-defying and tyrannical divine intent truly release. The endless killing intent on the Blood God Flag was also completely released for the first time.

Although the Blood God Flag's previous owner, the Blood Wolf Emperor, was not considered a peak powerhouse, he also killed billions of living beings to condense it into form.

This ancient divine artifact lived on drinking blood and eating flesh. After following Gao Zhengyang, it lived rather sullenly. Only that time in the Fiend Realm could it be considered as having a full meal.

The ancient divine artifact could finally release its baleful aura without any scruples in the sealed underground ancient martial arena and be arrogant and despotic for once.

Although the Blood God Flag was far from reaching its peak, the baleful aura it released, combined with Gao Zhengyang's powerful killing intent from killing millions of demons, was already able to suppress all enemies under the Heaven Stage.

Many demons were battle-hardened soldiers, and most of them were valiant and unafraid of death. But when swept by the baleful aura on Gao Zhengyang's body, they also felt cold all over, and their bones went soft and tendons went numb. No one dared to look directly at that domineering figure that was as fierce as a demon god.

The most powerful aspect of a Heaven Stage powerhouse was that they could easily suppress enemies below the Heaven Stage. Only by forming a battle formation or having corresponding defensive methods could low level powerhouses rely on numbers to suppress Heaven Stage powerhouses.

The remaining hundred or so demons originally had a neat battle formation. But unfortunately, it was broken by the hot-tempered Ha China. In the battle of Heaven Stage, they immediately became a group of burdens.

Not to mention the numerous low-level demons, even the two eighth step demon powerhouses had goosebumps all over their bodies when they were rushed by Gao Zhengyang's dense killing intent.

Ha China could be considered easy to kill, but killing a few hundred thousand was already amazing. She couldn't compare to Gao Zhengyang, who could kill tens of millions of people.

The martial souls and sun spirits of the two demon powerhouses were drowned by the substantial killing intent released by Gao Zhengyang. Although they weren't intimidated, they could only try their best to protect themselves and didn't have the time to be distracted. They didn't have the strength to protect the other low-level demons.

"Just how many living beings has this guy killed? His killing intent is too heavy!" Ha Lei exclaimed in shock.

The reappearance of Gao Zhengyang gave Ha Lei a feeling that he couldn't see through him. He had a feeling that the situation wasn't good this time.

Ha China faced Ha Lei's head and noticed the cautious and solemn expression on Ha Lei's face. She was extremely dissatisfied. "You trash, don't tell me you're afraid of a human!"

Ha China's green-haired head shouted excitedly, "Get out of the way, I'll kill this little bastard!"

The red-haired head in front of Ha China refused to give way, and also shouted, "Idiot, be quiet for a while. See how I'll take care of her … "

The other white-haired head was the calmest, and advised, "We're facing a great enemy, don't get excited. Let's work together to take care of him."

The other two heads ignored him and continued to quarrel with each other. "Get out of the way, get out of the way, look at the fireballs you released, they're not even as good as candles!"

"Idiot, idiot, I really want to burn you to death …"

Ha Lei's expression became even more ugly. Although the three-headed demon had three heads, only one was the main thought, and the other two heads almost didn't have the ability to think independently. In order to practice magic, Ha China split herself into three minds. She became stronger, but she also became crazy.

This time, when she used the teleportation magic, there was a huge deviation, and the whole team somehow ran to this ancient martial arts arena. Ha China seemed to have been affected by the teleportation, and became even more crazy, as if she had lost control.

Normally, as a martial artist, Ha Lei should rush up and fight with Gao Zhengyang in close combat. Then, Ha China would cast magic to interfere. As long as they cooperated well, they could exert terrifying combat power.

But Ha China was in such a state, Ha Lei didn't dare to rush up. What if she lost her mind and used magic to smash him together with the magic? That was too dangerous.

Ha China didn't care about Ha Lei at all. Her few heads were quarreling, but it didn't delay her attack.

The red-haired head waved his staff and released five huge fireballs in a row.

The blazing fireballs were like small suns, shooting toward Gao Zhengyang in succession.

The fireball was actually not of a high level. But as the cultivation of the sorcerer increased, the power of the fireball would continue to increase. All high-level Mages knew how to use this spell.

The fireballs released by Ha China looked very slow, but it was just an illusion. The fireballs were completely condensed from vital energy, not real flames. Under the guidance of the sorcerer's powerful divine sense, they could reach within a hundred steps with just a thought.

Gao Zhengyang was only a hundred steps away from Ha China. Five fireballs flashed and fell toward Gao Zhengyang.

The strong light released by the Flame Bomb before it exploded brightly illuminated the entire arena. All of the low-grade devilish beings had become semi-transparent in the face of the intense light.

Despair appeared on the faces of the low-level demons.

In this enclosed martial field, the explosive power of the five consecutive Flame Bombs was destructive. At least, it wasn't something they could resist.

Gao Zhengyang also didn't hesitate and thrust the Dragon King's Halberd forward.

The Dragon King's Halberd accurately stabbed the first fireball. Strangely, the other four fireballs also exploded at the same time.

The explosive power of the fire element vital energy was the most terrifying. Ha China's five fireballs were connected by a special technique. The five fireballs were connected through a resonance formation. If any one of them exploded, the other four would explode at the same time.

When the five fireballs were stacked together, the power released was more than doubled. Gao Zhengyang, who bore the brunt of the attack, was immediately drowned by the high temperature and strong light.

Pure destructive flames and shockwaves violently destroyed everything they touched.

The low-rank Devils that were close to Gao Zhengyang became transparent in the strong light. Then, they exploded and shattered. In the end, their flesh and blood were melted by the high temperature and turned into black charcoal. Their solid steel armor, on the other hand, was broken into pieces and burned in the strong light.

In an instant, the ancient arena became a fiery hell.

Almost all of the low-level demons were destroyed at the first moment.

Under the impact of such violent vital energy, even the powerful divine sense of a sorcerer was washed away and couldn't detect Gao Zhengyang's situation.

Ha China's mind was split, and she seemed to have gone crazy. However, she still had her battle intelligence. After releasing the fireball, she changed her position and cast the Backlight Water Mirror Technique on herself to protect herself.

The Backlight Water Mirror could not only refract light, but it could also refract spells and martial arts attacks. It was also an extremely brilliant protective spell among water spells. Ha China was only able to use this spell after reaching the eighth grade.

Standing behind the Backlight Water Mirror, Ha China cast another spell with confidence. This powerful Thousand Blade Soul Lock Spell was of a higher grade. Even with Ha China's cultivation, it would take her some time to chant the incantation before she could use it.

Ha China, who was wholeheartedly chanting the incantation and holding the seal, suddenly became alert.

She almost instinctively activated the Flame Spirit Shield, which was a protective spell stored in her bracelet. Using fire as a shield was a high-level spell that could only be used by a Heaven Sorcerer.

As soon as the gathered flame spiritual light rose up, a cold star suddenly imprinted in her fiery red eyes.

The eyes of the other two heads also reflected the cold star at the same time.

The coldness of death made Ha China's feverish mind wake up. This cold star was the long halberd in the man's hand!

Ha China had seen Gao Zhengyang's spear throwing technique through the water mirror. But it was only a quick glance. Although she knew the power of the spear throwing technique, she didn't pay much attention to it.

Facing the long halberd that was flying toward her, Ha China felt the momentum of the long halberd.

The long halberd seemed to be able to shoot down the sun and pierce through the sky. No power could stop it or resist it.

Ha China was unwilling to die. She desperately waved her staff, trying to block the attack.

When she waved her staff, the long halberd had already pierced through the space between her eyebrows. The trembling long halberd not only destroyed her Divine Palace, but also shattered her condensed Yang Spirit.

The remaining power of the Dragon King Halberd not only shattered the other two heads, but also exploded Ha China's upper body into a cloud of blood mist.

The insufferably arrogant Level Eight Sorcerer was killed so easily.

The corner of Hahler's eyes twitched as he watched from the side, and he felt a little more fear in his heart. In terms of combat power, Ha China was actually much higher than him. Sorcerers also had many life-saving means. In times of crisis, they could even abandon their bodies and escape with their Yang Spirit.

After a sorcerer reached the Level Seven, his soul would be cleansed by the sun and become extremely tough, becoming an independent Yang Spirit. In fact, it was the same as the Martial Soul of a Heaven Stage warrior. However, the Yang Spirit was truly formed by the soul, and the power of the spells it cast was stronger, and it could exist independently of the body.

Normally, the Yang Spirit was not afraid of swords and spears. Only the power of a powerful Martial Soul could cause fatal damage to the Yang Spirit.

Gao Zhengyang's Spear Throwing Technique not only shattered Ha China's body, but also her Yang Spirit. This was a little too frightening.

However, the other party had even projected the Divine Soldier in his hand. This was an opportunity!

The Divine Soldier could be summoned back with Divine Sense, but this kind of summoning was not so easy.

From the guidance of Divine Sense to the transformation of the Divine Soldier into an illusion, it returned to the Divine Palace. Then, from the Divine Palace, it would take a process. No matter how fast it was, it would still take two or three breaths.

Murderous intent flashed in Hahler's three pairs of eyes at the same time. He could not let go of this opportunity.

The Three-headed Demon swordsman was also decisive enough. As his thoughts turned, he exerted force under his feet, turned into a sword light, and shot straight out.

Using the sword to open the way could allow his speed to reach the extreme in a short time.

The strong light in the arena had dissipated, but the blazing heat had not yet dropped.

The invisible air was steaming and twisting in the high temperature. Hahler brandished his sword, and the sword energy cut a straight path in the steaming and twisting air.

At the other end of the path was Gao Zhengyang.

Hahler's Martial Soul had completely locked onto Gao Zhengyang. As long as he dared to retreat, the Six-Armed Thunder Light Slash would be shattered.

Sometimes, the outcome of a battle between the strong would be decided in such extremely subtle places. Perhaps it was just a change of heart, a fluctuation of emotions, and the battle would be over.

Gao Zhengyang did not move. He stood there steadily. Compared to the demons, his extremely short figure had the steadiness and toughness of a towering mountain. It seemed that no power could make him waver.

The flying blood-colored cloak behind him was even more dazzling. It was like countless thirsty blood-colored ghosts were waiting to devour Hahler's life.

Hahler was not shaken by the other party's momentum. His Martial Soul let out an extremely resounding and unyielding roar.

The nine-foot-long heavy sword in his hand slashed toward Gao Zhengyang.

Hahler's six long swords seemed to have merged into this sword. When the sword slashed down, it was like a bolt of lightning falling straight down.

Gao Zhengyang even felt that the surrounding suddenly became dark, because all the light was absorbed by the sword light. Even all the Primal Qi in the surroundings was concentrated on this sword.

The sword that contained a powerful Martial Soul and vitality was as heavy as a mountain and as fast as lightning.

Gao Zhengyang's figure leaped up and punched toward the lightning.

This fist technique was the Battle Dragon in the Wild.

Gao Zhengyang had never seen how Ao Zhen fought. This Battle Dragon in the Wild was completely his own fighting will combined with Ao Zhen's supreme and invincible momentum.

The long sword that was as powerful as lightning suddenly split into five sword lights.

Either stabbing, chopping, wiping, cutting, or lifting, the five marvelous sword blades fell on Gao Zhengyang's body at the same time.

Gao Zhengyang, who was attacked by the five sword blades, was immediately distorted. Only his fist, the momentum was even fiercer.

The terrifying five swords could not stop Gao Zhengyang from punching.

When the fist arrived, the dark sword blade suddenly twisted, broke, and shattered.

When the fist reached, Hahler's arm that was holding the sword was also shattered. Hahler's body shook violently. Although he still had five arms, after being hit by Gao Zhengyang's earth-shattering fist, his whole body went limp. Even if he had five arms, he could not wield the sword.

Gao Zhengyang twisted his body and squeezed into Hahler's arms like a snake. He used the Dragon's Claw and clasped onto Hahler's chest.

The inch-thick Mother Steel Armor on Hahler's chest was like a thin piece of paper, easily crushed by Gao Zhengyang.

Without waiting for Hahler to pull back his sword, Gao Zhengyang brushed past Hahler's armpit and flew out.

The lightning-like bright sword light only cut a few cracks on Gao Zhengyang's blood-colored cloak.

The blood-colored cloak shook, and the cracks disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Hahler slowly put down the sword in his hand, turned around, and said, "My swordsmanship is better than yours."

"But it's useless. You still lost," Gao Zhengyang said indifferently.

Hahler's eyes showed a blank look. He did not understand what Gao Zhengyang said. After pausing for a moment, his chest suddenly exploded, and the upper half of his body turned into a spray of blood.

The Blood God Flag fluttered in the air, as if it was singing silently.

It was the same. It was just that the Yang Spirit was truly formed by the soul, so the power of magic was stronger, and it could exist independently of the body.

Normally, the Yang Spirit was not afraid of swords and spears. Only the power of a powerful Martial Soul could cause fatal damage to the Yang Spirit.

Gao Zhengyang's spear throwing technique not only shattered Ha China's body, but also shattered her Yang Spirit. This was a little too terrifying.

However, the other party had even projected the Divine Soldier in his hand, so this was an opportunity!

The Divine Soldier could be summoned back with Divine Sense, but this kind of summoning was not so easy.

From the guidance of Divine Sense to the transformation of the Divine Soldier into an illusion, it returned to the Divine Palace. Then from the Divine Palace, it would take a process. No matter how fast it was, it would still take two or three breaths.

Killing intent flashed in Hahler's three pairs of eyes at the same time. He could not let go of this opportunity.

The three-headed demon swordsman was also decisive enough. As his thoughts turned, he exerted force under his feet, turned into a sword light, and shot straight out.

Using the sword to open the way could allow his speed to reach the extreme in a short time.

The strong light in the arena had dissipated, but the blazing heat had not yet dropped.

The invisible air was steaming and twisted in the high temperature. Hahler swung his sword, and the Sword Qi cut a straight path in the steaming and twisted air.

At the other end of the path was Gao Zhengyang.

Hahler's Martial Soul had completely locked on to Gao Zhengyang. As long as he dared to retreat, the Six-Armed Thunder Light Slash would be shattered.

Sometimes the outcome of a battle between the strong would be decided in such subtle places. Perhaps it was just a change of heart, a fluctuation of emotions, and the battle would be over.

Gao Zhengyang did not move. He stood there steadily. Compared to the Demon Race, his figure was extremely small, but he had the steadiness and toughness of a towering mountain. There seemed to be no power that could make him waver.

The blood-colored cloak fluttering behind him was even more dazzling and bewitching. It was like countless thirsty blood-colored ghosts were waiting to devour Hahler's life.

Hahler was not shaken by his opponent's aura. His Martial Soul let out an extremely resounding and unyielding howl.

The nine-foot long heavy sword in his hand slashed towards Gao Zhengyang.

Hahler's six swords seemed to have fused into this sword. As the sword fell, it was like a bolt of lightning falling straight down.

Gao Zhengyang even felt his surroundings suddenly darken because all the light was absorbed by that sword light. Even all the Primal Qi in the surroundings was concentrated on this sword.

This sword that contained a powerful Martial Soul and vital energy was as heavy as a mountain, and as fast as lightning.

Gao Zhengyang's figure leaped up, and suddenly punched towards the lightning.

This fist technique was Fighting Dragon in the Wild.

Gao Zhengyang had never seen how Ao Zhen fought. This style of Fighting Dragon in the Wild was completely his own fighting will combined with Ao Zhen's supreme and invincible aura.

The long sword, which was as mighty as lightning, suddenly split into five rays of sword light.

Either stabbing, slashing, wiping, cutting, or lifting, five extremely wonderful sword blades fell on Gao Zhengyang at the same time.

Gao Zhengyang, who was attacked by the five sword blades, immediately twisted and deformed. Only his fist, the aura was even fiercer.

The terrifying five swords could not stop Gao Zhengyang from punching.

When the fist arrived, the dark sword blade suddenly twisted, broke, and shattered.

As the fist power reached, Hahler's arm that was holding the sword also suddenly broke. Hahler's body shook violently. Although he still had five arms, after being hit by Gao Zhengyang's fist that could shatter mountains and split the earth, his whole body was soft. Even if he had five arms, he could not wield the sword.

Gao Zhengyang's body twisted, and like a snake, he squeezed into Hahler's arms, and with a style of Dragon Claw, he clasped Hahler's chest.

The inch-thick Mother Steel Armor on Hahler's chest was like a thin piece of paper, easily broken by Gao Zhengyang.

Without waiting for Hahler to pull back his sword, Gao Zhengyang brushed past Hahler's armpit and flew out.

The dazzling sword light, like lightning, only cut a few cracks on Gao Zhengyang's blood-colored cloak.

The blood-colored cloak shook, and the cracks disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Hahler slowly put down the sword in his hand, turned around, and said, "My sword technique is better than yours."

"But it's useless, you still lost," Gao Zhengyang said indifferently.

Hahler's eyes showed a blank look, he did not understand what Gao Zhengyang said. After a pause, his chest suddenly burst open, and his upper body turned into a cloud of blood mist.

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