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Chapter 850

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The other party didn't stop him because he knew that he was dead. For a proud Sword Saint, he didn't need to use a second strike against weaklings. That might be a disgrace to him! Just like before he entered the cave, he deliberately warned Grai and Wang Zhong. He disdained sneak attacks! Even if he was facing two people who were already dead in his eyes!

Grai gritted his teeth and forced himself not to lose his mind. He had to bring the news back, or everyone would die. Senior …

At this time, the wind whistled in his ears. With the help of the Speed Circuit, his feet were as fast as the wind, but his face was getting paler and paler. Along the way, the blood that dripped behind him almost formed a river. The Blood Race had extraordinary control over their own blood. If it were a normal human, such a loss of blood would have caused them to collapse long ago.

Hang in there, hang in there!

Grai kept reminding himself, but willpower wasn't something that could be eaten.

Pa!

If he had operated his Speed Circuit at full force, he would have been able to run for at least half an hour during the night's test. But now, it had shattered in his Soul Sea after just five or six minutes of running. The accelerated circulation of Soul Power caused his blood to flow faster, and his blood loss became more severe. This was a vicious cycle. The severe blood loss had made it impossible for Grai to support the circulation of his Soul Power.

The Sword Saint's judgment was very accurate. He couldn't even get out of this cave!

Grai's speed dropped sharply in an instant, and he staggered. Without the circulation of his Speed Circuit and Soul Power, his legs felt as heavy as lead. His head was getting dizzier, and his eyelids were getting heavier. His body swayed, and he fell directly to the ground. With his blurred eyes, he saw a group of Mizobudapi soldiers running over quickly. They were laughing and shouting in the language of the natives, as if they were mocking the weakling who had fallen to the ground.

Immediately after, a large hand grabbed onto his arm. Grai wanted to resist, but his body simply couldn't muster the strength to do so.

The big hand pulled hard and threw him onto its shoulder like a ragged bag. Perhaps it wanted to capture him alive, or perhaps it wanted to torture or take him as a prisoner. Just like the captives captured by the Holy City Army during the landing battle, a living person was always more valuable than a corpse.

It's over …

Grai's eyelids closed heavily. The heavy sword wound had made him completely unconscious.

Glug glug glug glug …

That was the sound of blood flowing from the neck of the Mizobudapi man who was carrying him. The blood contained a huge amount of pure energy, and it flowed vigorously in the blood vessels with a certain rhythm. It was as if it was tempting and enticing, as if it was deliberately letting a starving lion see a fresh, tender cow or lively lamb.

Boom!

All of a sudden, a primal desire erupted from Grai's mind. Appearing as though it was a natural throbbing from his soul, a blood-red glow flashed across his closed eyes!

Two itchy fangs sprang out of his mouth, and without thinking, he directly bit down on the fresh blood vessels!

"Ah!"

Although the language was not the same, the screams were no different from a human's.

Fresh blood that contained a large amount of pure energy flowed into his mouth and was quickly converted by the special constitution of the Blood Race. The wild energy replenished his body, and Grai instantly woke up.

If the Blood Race wanted to control their bloodthirsty nature, the most basic condition was not to take the first bite. Any Blood Race member who had tasted the delicious taste of fresh blood, no matter how strong their will was, would never be able to get rid of it for the rest of their lives.

Grai hated bloodthirst, but it was not because he was unwilling to kill. From the Federation to the Holy Land, he had been living on the blood of animals, and the growth of his power was extremely slow. This was because the power contained in the blood of energy creatures was completely different from that of animals. But at this time, Grai couldn't care so much. If he didn't go to hell, who would?

His red eyes became even crazier the moment he woke up, and he bit his fangs even harder. There was no need for anyone to teach him this. This was the natural instinct of the Blood Race. The canines with holes produced a crazy suction force, and the blood in the opponent's blood vessels was instantly drawn out like water!

His vampire Dharma Idol, which had dissipated due to the sword wound, condensed behind him again. Having tasted blood for the first time, powerful energy surged into his body. Although it was still unable to heal the terrifying sword wound, at least it made Grai feel extremely good at this moment. It was as if his entire body was filled with endless power and energy.

The other Mizobudapi warriors around him were roaring angrily, and the weapons in their hands slashed wildly at Grai. In an instant, the narrow cave was filled with sword energy, but none of the attacks could hit the terrifying blood shadow.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …

Like the sound of flowing water, the blood shadow only shook slightly in the crisscrossing attacks of the few warriors.

The movements of the four Mizobudapi warriors all stiffened, and they could no longer move, maintaining the posture of raising their swords.

The blood shadow flew out of the cave like a stream of light, and the airflow it created rolled back and gently patted the stiff bodies.

Pa pa pa pa pa …

All the warriors fell to the ground. Grai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was a trace of melancholy and regret on his handsome face. But it soon turned into determination. Either the enemy died, or he died!

… …

Swoosh swoosh …

Wang Zhong moved as if he was flying. He activated the Zoom Shadow and left a long afterimage in the cave as he continued to go deeper.

The deeper he went, the more surprised Wang Zhong was. This energy cave was much larger than he had expected. The intricate road conditions and crisscrossing paths were like spider webs covering the ground, as if the bottom of the entire mountain had been drilled through. If Kenso's Stink Bomb had been detonated at that location, it would have only made the 'hole' a little deeper, and it would have been impossible to destroy the entire mine.

It was too big, too deep, and too complicated. Even with Wang Zhong's strong memory, he couldn't remember exactly where he had gone in the cave, and he couldn't tell north, south, east, and west at all. He only had a faint impression of the path he had taken before. If he had accidentally taken a detour, he wouldn't have gone back the way he came.

It couldn't be helped. He ran too fast, so fast that he didn't even have time to remember the path. He could only go through holes and paths when he saw them, relying on his instincts.

But even so, he still couldn't get rid of the terrifying aura behind him. The other party followed him like a shadow, constantly scanning him with his divine sense, capturing his position, and locking onto him. Wang Zhong didn't dare to stop at all. Fortunately, he had the Speed Circuit, and he was leading the way in front. The other party wasn't much faster than him, and he managed to escape all the way here.

Stop and fight? Wang Zhong had never thought of such a childish question. When he saw how the other party easily split open his Phoenix Rises to Ninth Heaven, he knew that it wasn't a fight, but a death wish. Unless there were some extremely special circumstances, there was still an insurmountable gap between the Heavenly Soul and the Heroic Soul, and the other party obviously didn't fall into the category of special circumstances.

But now, it seemed that he had to stop even if he didn't want to, because there was no way out …

This was a dead end. When he ran in just now, he could see that the energy crystals on the cave walls had begun to decrease. Obviously, he had deviated from the main mineral vein area. Thus, the mine didn't go any deeper, leaving Wang Zhong with a pitch-black cave wall that glowed with a dim light.

Bastard, when he saw that the energy crystals on the cave walls had begun to decrease, he should have thought that it would be a dead end in front of him!

A golden figure stood at the other end of this dead end, illuminating the pitch-black cave.

"Running again?" The Sword Saint slowly walked over with relaxed steps, as if he was always unhurried. "In the words of you humans, this is called overestimating yourself."

Behind him was a dead end, and in front of him was the Grim Reaper, but there didn't seem to be any panic or anxiety on Wang Zhong's face. He grinned and chuckled. "Your words aren't bad. Who did you learn them from?"

Wang Zhong was slightly teasing, but to be honest, his pronunciation was much more accurate than that of the alien races who had stayed in the Holy City for decades. His accent was so pure that one would think that he was just an ordinary human just by listening to his voice.

"It's just the language of a lowly creature. Is that a problem?" The Sword Saint's face was a little disdainful. The crystal tentacles on his head flowed with a slow light, just like his tone and expression. He was calm and steady, with a condescending feeling that he was above everything. "The Mizobudapi civilization isn't as isolated as you humans think. We know at least thousands of dimensional languages, even for a civilization of lowly creatures like you."

"That's not all, right? I think you guys need another ability to brag. " Wang Zhong's eyes moved around. As he spoke, he was also observing the surroundings. The bad news was that this was indeed a dead end. There wasn't even a mouse hole in the surroundings. He had completely fallen into a trap for this mission … The good news was that the passage leading to the outside was not too narrow. As long as there was a chance, he should be able to rush out.

"Hehe, you seem to be very unconvinced? Humans are just a group of lowly creatures who have occupied the Holy Land. Unfortunately, you have come to the wrong place. This war will be the end of you humans. "

"Is that so? But it seems that you are now being beaten by a group of lowly creatures. "Wang Zhong laughed loudly, but he had already secretly accumulated his Soul Power. The three circuits could be instantly activated now, but in the face of such a terrifying opponent, he had to use all his strength to have a chance of escaping." How does the landing battle feel? Did you run away with your tail between your legs? "

"You think like an ant." The Sword Saint smiled contemptuously.

Boom!

A surging aura instantly shrouded Wang Zhong. Powerful Soul Power and aura pressed down on him like a hurricane, so much so that Wang Zhong almost couldn't breathe!

A strange clown mask instantly appeared on Wang Zhong's face. Traces of airflow appeared in the intense pressure, visible to the naked eye. At the same time, Wang Zhong's Soul Power exploded.

"Absolute Command, Zoom Shadow, Dominating Constitution!"

Dazzling white circuits instantly appeared on Wang Zhong's body, spreading all over his body like blood vessels. White light flowed like electricity, and energy fluctuated continuously.

A trace of curiosity flashed in the Sword Saint's eyes. He had seen Wang Zhong use this move before, and it was somewhat different from the understanding that the Mizobudapi people had of human combat methods these days. For humans of this level, the circulation of Soul Power should be very slow and obscure, like a three-year-old child pushing a huge wheel. However, this young man did not have such shackles at all. This was also one of the reasons why he was not in a hurry to kill him. The war had just begun, and both humans and Mizobudapi people were trying to understand more about the enemy. Any novel weapons or combat power of the enemy was worth studying as long as it was unconventional.

But before the Sword Saint could figure out what was going on, Wang Zhong had already leaped up in the next second. He stepped on the upper wall of the cave as if he was hanging upside down. The rapid inertia and the little bit of Soul Power at the bottom of his feet allowed him to completely break free from gravity at this time. He chose the most tricky position to break through, and at the same time, the light in his hand left his hand.

Absolute Command — Heroic Crosswheel Slash!

The moment the rotating light appeared again, it directly tore through the air. It was so sharp that it was unstoppable! It was thinner and sharper! The energy level of the Heroic Crosswheel Slash might not be as strong as Phoenix Rises to Ninth Heaven, but its visual effect and range attack were definitely powerful enough. What Wang Zhong needed now was an opportunity.

Everything seemed to be going according to Wang Zhong's plan, but the only thing he miscalculated was the reaction of the Sword Saint. Not only did he not block the attack with his sword, he did not even dodge. His body shone with a white light, emitting the same sharpness and color as the Sword Qi when he attacked.

Sword Defense!

Bang ~ ~

In the blink of an eye, the Heroic Crosswheel Slash had already hit its target, but what was heard was only a crisp bang. The body of the Sword Aura that was crisscrossing was like a coat of astonishing defense. The powerful defense breaking ability of the Heroic Crosswheel Slash was actually useless in front of this protective Sword Aura. It was directly shattered and disappeared in the air.

Sword Qi was not only used to attack. The Mizobudapi people's research and control of swords had reached a shocking level. The other party just stood there with a smile. He neither dodged nor fought back. In fact, he did not even move, but he had already destroyed Wang Zhong's meticulously planned escape plan.

Wang Zhong was also shocked. His path forward was blocked, and he forcibly twisted his body on the cave wall. He heard the Sword Saint's faint voice echoing in the cave. "Using your human's calculation, your attack is no more than 10,000 Grassos, but my Sword Qi defense is 100,000 Grassos. Even if I let you attack me for 10,000 years, it will be useless."

Wang Zhong did not reply. From the moment he started his attack, it was destined that he would not stop until he was dead. However, he realized that the Mizobudapi people seemed to like to show off more than humans.

Forcefully escaping was the only choice, but if he did not force the Sword Saint to give him a suitable distance, he would never dare to approach him. The difference in strength was too great, and the Sword Saint was good at close combat. Wang Zhong did not think that his little tricks would have any effect in a confrontation of this level. He had to keep his distance!

As he fell to the ground, he put his hands together, and energy surged continuously. Before the Sword Saint could finish his words, a fire phoenix had already flown out from his palms.

Phoenix Rises to Ninth Heaven!

The two of them attacked very quickly. Before Wang Zhong could finish thinking, his vision suddenly swayed, and he felt as if his body was about to explode. The Dominating Body effect formed by the Power Circuit and his extremely strong defense were about to shatter.

Boom!

Like a cannonball, Wang Zhong was sent flying backwards, smashing fiercely against the wall of the cave. This caused the entire energy cave to tremble incessantly, causing countless amounts of dust to fall from the cave.

"Not being able to see the situation clearly is the stupidity of inferior creatures."

The Sword Saint still had a leisurely expression on his face, as if he was playing with a mouse. He slowly walked towards Wang Zhong, who had smashed into the ground.

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