"Shen Luo, Shen Daoyou, look at your miserable state. You must be in a lot of pain, aren't you? I'll reluctantly do you a favor and send you on your way so you won't have to suffer so much. "Zhao Tong growled and raised his palm to strike Shen Luo's head.
"Stop …" At this moment, Huang Yi suddenly shouted angrily.
Zhao Tong hesitated when he heard this and his raised hand hung in the air, not actually smashing it down.
"Why are you stopping me?" Zhao Tong frowned.
"I was the one who stopped him before, so I can't attack you. You can't take advantage of him either." Huang Yi said word by word.
"Fellow Daoist Huang, have you forgotten? You protected me this time in order to repay my Master's kindness. I didn't ask you to obstruct me! "Zhao Tong lightly rebuked and said in displeasure.
"That won't do." Huang Yi said resolutely.
"You said no? Then you'll have to be able to stop me first. "Zhao Tong grinned.
Then, a red light flashed in his palm and he slammed it down on Shen Luo's head.
With a loud 'bang', Shen Luo's entire body fell heavily to the ground. The ground beneath his body cracked, and a huge pit that was about ten feet deep was instantly formed.
Shen Luo's body fell into it. His head drooped to one side powerlessly. A wisp of blood flowed out from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose like a small snake. The aura emitted from his body was extremely weak.
"Zhao Tong!"
Huang Yi abruptly raised his right arm and chopped down at his left hand.
"Puff …"
With a flash of blood, Huang Yi's left arm was directly chopped off and kicked towards Zhao Tong.
Zhao Tong panicked when he saw the arm full of poisonous blood flying towards his face. He didn't have time to deal another heavy blow to Shen Luo and hurriedly dodged.
After Zhao Tong stabilized himself, he looked at Huang Yi whose face was deathly pale and whose aura was unstable. He couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of his panic just now. How could the current Huang Yi be his match?
"Do you really want to become my enemy?" Zhao Tong glared at Huang Yi and asked coldly.
"I said, you can't kill him." Huang Yi's arm was still bleeding, but his tone was still as firm as a rock.
Zhao Tong didn't say anything as he calculated in his heart. Huang Yi had killed a lot of people before and had accumulated a lot of points. If he killed him and Shen Luo at the same time, then wouldn't those accumulated points belong to him alone?
Huang Yi saw the subtle changes in his expression and knew that he had the intention to kill.
"If you want to kill me, we'll have to see if you're strong enough." Huang Yi's expression did not change as he stared at Zhao Tong.
Hearing his words, Zhao Tong couldn't help but mutter in his heart.
But very quickly, the greed in his heart overshadowed the last trace of his fear.
"Shen Luo is neither your relative nor your friend. You've only just met each other. Why are you siding with him?" Zhao Tong's killing intent had already risen, but his mouth still continued to speak.
"Do I need to explain to you?" Huang Yi glanced at him and said coldly.
"You … good, good, good, since that's the case, you can die with him." Zhao Tong was furious.
Before his voice had faded, his figure had already rushed out, his whole body wrapped in a layer of blood mist. At some unknown time, a two-foot-long blood-red crystal blade had appeared in his palm, and he thrust it straight at Huang Yi's heart.
Huang Yi only had one arm left. Facing Zhao Tong's piercing crystal blade, he raised his palm and muttered, "Let's go.
"Arhat Golden Bell!"
As if a bell was ringing, the blood dripping from Huang Yi's broken arm emitted a pure golden light that covered his body, making his whole body look like it was covered in golden paint. In an instant, he had turned into a Golden Arhat.
He raised his palm and slapped it horizontally, hitting Huang Yi's blood-colored crystal blade that was thrusting towards him.
"Ka" a crisp sound was heard, and the blood-red crystal blade was broken.
Zhao Tong's eyes widened and flashed a touch of surprise, but he did not change his action of raising the knife.
The blood mist around his body surged up and wrapped around the surface of the blood-red crystal knife. It condensed into a sharp crystal knife and directly pierced Huang Yi's shoulder.
"Clang!"
With a sound of metal and stone colliding, Huang Yi's body suddenly shook. Golden light splashed out from his chest as the blood-red crystal knife tore a hole in his chest.
The blood-red crystal knife pierced Huang Yi's chest. Suddenly, the knife flashed with a charming luster and directly absorbed Huang Yi's little blood essence.
"Hehe, you're the one who asked for it. When you go to hell and see the King of Hell, don't blame me." Zhao Tong said with a grim smile.
Just as he was getting carried away, he did not notice that a shadow was quietly approaching behind him and was getting bigger and bigger.
By the time he reacted, it was already too late. A black steel drill pierced through his forehead and pierced through his whole body, nailing him to the ground.
The owner of the steel drill landed lightly. With one foot on the top of the steel drill, he slowly squatted down.
The white feathers on his body gradually converged, revealing a human face. It was the Spirit Crane Demon Clan, He Qianshan.
He lowered his head to look at Zhao Tong, whose eyes were wide open, and said with a mocking expression, "I've been waiting here for a long time, wondering if anyone would come and pick up your three heads for free. Well, I guess there won't be anyone after me, but it looks like there won't be …"
After that, He Qianshan sighed with some regret.
Zhao Tong, who was nailed to death by the steel drill, did not die immediately. His Adam's apple moved up and down slightly as he spat out a few words,
"You're courting death …"
As soon as his voice fell, a blood mist rose from the hole between his eyebrows. It wrapped around the steel drill and attacked He Qianshan.
"Don't court death. The reason why I didn't kill you is that I'm a little interested in your blood burning technique. If you don't know what's good for you, I don't mind sending you on your way first." He Qianshan said with a smile. He took out a beast skin talisman and stuck it on Zhao Tong's forehead.
The blood mist above Zhao Tong's head suddenly dissipated. His spiritual power was also sealed by the power emitted from the beast skin. He couldn't mobilize it at all.
"The other two are nothing special. Let's get rid of them first. Let's start with … you. "As He Qianshan said, his eyes drifted back and forth for a moment in the big pit where Huang Yi and Shen Luo were.
After that, he stood up and walked over to Huang Yi.
Huang Yi, who had been severely injured before, was no match for He Qianshan at this moment. He had no power to resist at all.
He Qianshan raised his hand and waved. A black steel drill appeared in his palm. It was pointed at Huang Yi's forehead and pierced down.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Suddenly, a golden light appeared in the big pit beside Huang Yi. Then, a golden sword light soared into the sky. It was wrapped in a raging red flame and pierced toward He Qianshan.
He Qianshan's heart tightened. Before the sword edge arrived, there was a scorching aura coming toward him.
He frowned. He raised his other hand and blasted forward. A cyan round shield appeared in his palm. There was a cyan bird with rotating wings on it. Its whole body was emitting cyan flowing light. Suddenly, a cyan whirlwind gushed out.
The whirlwind swept out and blocked the pure Yang sword embryo. He Qianshan's hand holding the black steel drill did not stop at all. It continued to pierce toward Huang Yi's forehead.
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