"Save …"
Before Zhao Tong could even call for help, an arm had already reached out from beside him. A large hand that was like a pair of iron clamps tightly gripped the Dragon Horn Awl, causing its tip to press against Zhao Tong's forehead but unable to move an inch further.
Shen Luo felt this tremendous force and couldn't help but shout angrily, "It's not me who wants to kill him, it's him who wants to kill me. Can't I fight back?"
"He sneak-attacked you with a spike and you shot back a Sanshui Arrow, so I didn't stop him, but now … I can't," Huang Yi frowned.
"How could there be someone as stubborn as you …" Shen Luo was speechless.
But just as he was about to pull back, the ice on Zhao Tong's hand unraveled and he suddenly raised his hand, a blood cloud gathering in his palm, and slapped towards Shen Luo's forehead.
Shen Luo's heart tightened and he hurriedly retreated, but the angle of this palm was too tricky and he couldn't avoid it.
"Bastard!"
At this moment, a loud shout exploded in their ears like a huge bell.
Huang Yi's other arm suddenly rose, striking Zhao Tong's reaching arm from bottom to top.
Zhao Tong couldn't help but scream and his hand shot up into the sky, causing a blood cloud to explode above the three people's heads.
The blood cloud exploded and turned into a rain of blood. Shen Luo and the others were clamping down on each other, so no one could dodge and they were all drenched.
The moment the blood rain fell, Shen Luo felt a burning sensation on his skin, as if he had been splashed with hot oil.
"Oh no …"
Zhao Tong was the first to cry out in alarm and retreated, frantically rubbing his cheeks with both hands, trying to wipe off the blood.
However, the strange bloodstain could not be wiped off. After he violently rubbed it a dozen times, it quickly seeped into his skin, causing his entire body to swell red. His entire body looked like a cooked shrimp.
Shen Luo also sensed that something was wrong and subconsciously raised his hand to his cheek, but he did not rub it like Zhao Tong. Instead, he used the Water Manipulation Technique to condense fine water droplets and wrapped them around the blood spots, trying to remove them.
But the water simply could not stain the blood. The moment the two came into contact, they were evaporated by a wave of heat, causing white steam to rise from Shen Luo's face.
At the same time, the blood seeped into Shen Luo's skin.
"Dong dong …"
All of a sudden, Shen Luo felt his blood rush to his head, and the sound of his heartbeat became extremely clear.
An indescribable heat filled his body, causing his skin to become as red as Zhao Tong's.
"What did you do?" Huang Yi wasn't any better at this moment, and he angrily rebuked.
"Don't! Don't use your magic power to suppress it! The poisonous blood will only become more and more agitated. It will burn all your essence blood away!" Zhao Tong's eyes were red as he shouted.
When Shen Luo heard this, he already understood that this was the blood burning technique that the bastard practiced.
"Bastard, tell me quickly, how do I get rid of this blood poison?" Shen Luo angrily shouted.
"This poisonous blood was refined by my master. It was specially made for me to protect my life against enemies. I can't get rid of it myself!" Zhao Tong said in a panic.
After saying this, he had already sat cross-legged on the ground and used his sect's secret technique to try and resist the blood burning poison.
Shen Luo did not dare to hesitate and immediately sat cross-legged. But he did not listen to Zhao Tong and did not use his magic power at all. Instead, he used the nameless technique to urge his blood and Qi to gather towards his left arm.
As soon as he circulated his magic power, the blood in his entire body seemed to be boiling. The surface of his body was actually burned by the blood to the point that bursts of white water vapor were emitted. His heart was beating violently without stop.
Shen Luo was shocked and quickly stabilized his mind. He had to give up on the idea of cutting off his arm to survive.
He hesitated again and again, and began to use the Yellow Court Scripture with all his strength. His body was immediately enveloped by a layer of pale golden light, and the scene of his body steaming appeared again.
However, this time Shen Luo did not stop, but continued to use his magic power.
In just a few breaths, the skin on his cheeks was burning red, and walnut-sized blood blisters swelled up. Then, from his cheeks to his neck, then to his shoulders, and until half of his body.
"Puff puff …"
Soft sounds came one after another, and the blood blisters on his body burst one after another. A large amount of blood flowed out of the wounds, but it had been contaminated by the poisonous blood into a purple-black color. It was incomparably viscous, and it also emitted a strange sweet fragrance.
In order to remove the poisonous blood from his body, Shen Luo gave up the idea of transferring the poisonous blood and cutting off his arm. Instead, he directly expelled the blood mixed with the poisonous blood from his body through the skin.
The advantage of doing this was to reduce the migration of the poisonous blood in the body, avoiding more infections. It also allowed the poisonous blood to be expelled as quickly as possible, and reduce the stimulation from using his magic power.
The disadvantage was also very obvious. The area of damage was too large. Not only was the blood and vessels damaged, but the skin and flesh were also seriously damaged.
At this moment, Shen Luo did not dare to relax at all. He was trying his best to separate the poisonous blood from his body, and at the same time, he used the Great Peeling Technique to repair his injuries. This included a part of his liver that Shen Luo had abandoned because of the poisonous blood.
A large amount of blood and essence was lost, as well as a serious loss of magic power, Shen Luo was very weak at the moment. There were no places on his body that were burning blood, and his skin had turned gray due to the lack of blood. His whole person looked like he had aged decades.
Huang Yi, who was not far from him, was enveloped in a layer of illusory light that condensed into a golden bell, covering him inside.
Circles of Sanskrit lit up around the golden bell, and it emitted bursts of spiritual power waves. It was like a tide that constantly washed over his body, causing the white steam that was emitted from his body to be mixed with wisps of black gas.
His right hand was holding a flower in front of him, and his left arm was hanging on his legs. He was like a Buddha sitting in the lotus position. Wisps of black gas could be vaguely seen on his body along his shoulder, constantly gathering towards his left arm.
After an unknown period of time, the sky gradually darkened, but the three people still did not get up.
Among them, Shen Luo looked the most miserable. The water vapor on his body seemed to have evaporated, and his skin became loose and wrinkled. His eyelids drooped, and his body was as dry as a withered tree.
Huang Yi's method was different from his. He had forced all the poisonous blood to his left arm. His entire left arm had turned dark green, and the area from his wrist to his forearm was also dark purple. The skin above his elbow was deathly pale.
The poisonous blood that was suppressed on his arm was still trying to fight back, trying to invade his upper arm.
His forehead was sweating profusely. In order to expel the poison, he had lost more than half of his blood essence. His face was pale, and his whole body was tense. It seemed that he was accumulating strength, trying to completely remove all the poisonous blood.
On the contrary, Zhao Tong, because he cultivated the blood burning technique, understood the nature of the blood poison the most. He had suppressed it with the secret method of the sect. He only needed to leave the secret territory and go back to ask his master for help.
"Huff …"
He exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and there was a faint purple gas in it.
Zhao Tong's face was full of joy. He immediately stood up and walked to Shen Luo and Huang Yi. His eyes swept over the two of them, and his eyes gradually became cold.
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