The green short axe carried a cluster of condensed electric light, and drew an arc in the air. With a "Chi" sound, it tore Shen Luo's clothes in front of his chest, and the flesh inside his clothes.
A large amount of blood splattered out. Shen Luo only felt a burning pain in his chest. His entire body was pushed back by the force of the explosion when the golden long saber shattered, and he fell backward.
Seeing this, Hu Yong wouldn't let go of the opportunity. He rushed forward. The electric light on the short axe in his hand burst out again. He aimed at the middle of Shen Luo's head and chopped down. He vowed to behead him completely.
Shen Luo lay on the ground. His chest was in severe pain. The residual power of the axe was still raging in his body. For a while, he couldn't even stand up, let alone dodge or resist.
At the critical moment, a cyan light suddenly appeared beside him. Lu Huaming's figure appeared. He raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed toward Hu Yong's heart.
The cyan light on the sword flashed as if it was covered with an invisible light film. Under the light film, one could vaguely see a thin but extremely sharp cyan sword qi.
Hu Yong's eyes twitched fiercely. He immediately gave up the pursuit of Shen Luo. He twisted his body forcibly, and the short axe in his hand also retracted in front of him. He then chopped down toward his chest.
The tip of Lu Huaming's sword was dodged by Hu Yong, and it failed to pierce his heart. It fell right below Hu Yong's body, and collided with his chopping short axe.
"Keng", only a sharp sound of metal and stone hitting each other sounded!
A dazzling light suddenly erupted from the cyan sword, and thousands of cyan sword Qis shot out from the body of the sword, flying in all directions in a disorderly manner, making bursts of air-piercing sounds.
Hu Yong's clothes were torn hundreds of times. Blood oozed out from many of the tears. The wine gourd hanging on his waist was also swept by a sword qi, making a soft sound.
He snorted coldly. He made a gesture with his other hand and repelled Lu Huaming with a palm. He looked down indifferently to check the injuries on his body. He found that it was not a big problem.
But at this moment, he suddenly gasped and looked at the gourd at his waist.
A thin crack appeared on it, and a wisp of blood-red light flowed out from it like smoke.
"Not good." Hu Yong's expression immediately changed. His gaze suddenly turned towards Shen Luo.
Shen Luo's heart skipped a beat when his gaze swept over him. He immediately sensed that something was wrong. He immediately stood up and took a few steps back.
Hu Yong pressed the crack on the gourd with one hand and put away the short axe with the other.
"It seems that there is no other way. I can only take the risk and try." His gaze lowered as he muttered to himself with a gloomy expression.
After saying that, his footsteps suddenly changed, and a green electric light circled between his legs. His figure suddenly blurred, and he disappeared from the place.
"Be careful."
Lu Huaming shouted. His figure flashed, and chased after Shen Luo.
Unfortunately, he was only halfway through when a bronze longsword slashed down from above his head, stopping him. It was the Ghost General that had attacked him once again.
Shen Luo was reminded. He had already used the Crescent Steps and turned around to escape.
However, his injury was not light. His reaction was still a little slow. Hu Yong caught up to his side and clasped his clavicle.
He only felt a burst of spiritual power pouring into his clavicle, making his whole body numb. It was as if someone had pinched his meridians. The spiritual power in his body could no longer be freely mobilized.
"Boy, it's all your fault. It's too late now. I can only try to sacrifice you." Hu Yong whispered to Shen Luo. Like a chicken, he pulled him to the side of the pond.
Hu Yong muttered something in his mouth. The moment he finished speaking, he threw Shen Luo and the wine gourd into the pond at the same time.
The moment the gourd fell into the water, the body of the gourd shattered with a bang. A blood-red light gushed out from inside, turning into a whirlpool that sucked Shen Luo in. It spun rapidly on the surface of the pond.
The pond water, which had already calmed down, boiled again at this moment.
The numbness on Shen Luo's body had disappeared, but his whole body was pulled by the blood-red whirlpool, and he was still unable to get away.
His mind raced, and he used all his strength to activate the Nameless Divine Art, trying to control the pond water.
However, no matter how he used the Water Controlling Technique to control it, the pond water did not move at all. It was completely unable to be controlled by him. Instead, the blood-red whirlpool under him wrapped tighter and tighter around him, and once again began to absorb the Qi and blood in his body.
Shen Luo was extremely anxious. He knew that if this continued, he would be like Lu He and the others. He would only be sucked dry of Qi and blood and become a dried corpse.
At the same time, the blood-red whirlpool also began to dissolve into the pond water. The whole pond began to boil more and more intensely. A thick black Evil Qi overflowed from the bottom of the water, rising up like thick smoke.
Shen Luo was hit by this Evil Qi, and a gust of wind immediately set off in his Knowledge Sea. The originally clear Divine Sense suddenly seemed to be repeatedly hammered by a heavy hammer, becoming chaotic.
The Ghost General, who was chasing Lu Huaming, felt the changes on the other side of the pond. The ghost fire in his eye sockets immediately jumped violently, and he looked very excited.
He actually abandoned Lu Huaming and flew back directly, standing in the air above the pond.
The Ghost General did not use any Secret Art, nor did he make any cultivation posture. He just stood there like a magnet, attracting the billowing Evil Qi, and constantly pouring it into the gaps of his bronze armor.
With the continuous pouring of a large amount of Evil Qi, his originally shriveled body expanded a lot, and the ghost fire in his eye sockets became more and more solid. In the center of the flame, a tiny emerald crystal appeared.
"Ah …"
Shen Luo's Qi and blood were drained faster and faster. The original luster of his skin was quickly disappearing, and it was about to dry up a little.
"Oh no." Lu Huaming saw this and frowned.
His eyes hesitated for a moment, and he raised his hand to hold the sword edge. He pulled it horizontally forward, and his palm was cut open. A large amount of red blood flowed out along the sword blade.
"With the spirit as the medium, with the blood as the guide, the heavenly soldiers will help me subdue the demon."
Only a low chant sounded, and the long sword in Lu Huaming's hand made a sound. The sword edge suddenly lit up with a golden light, spreading along the sword blade and covering his whole body.
Immediately afterward, the layer of golden light skyrocketed several times. Strands of golden light surrounded Lu Huaming's body, condensing into a golden armored figure of several feet tall. It held a golden sword in its hand and had a golden belt around its waist. It looked extraordinary.
"What kind of G.o.d Summoning Technique is this? How can it attract such a level of G.o.d Summoning Technique?" Hu Yong's expression changed slightly, and he was surprised.
The G.o.d Summoning Technique in the world was heterogeneous. The gods that could be invited were different, and the amount of divinity they contained was also different. Therefore, the combat power they could exert was also different.
Obviously, the G.o.d Summoning Technique invited by Lu Huaming was unusual.
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