As the blood mist pressed down, Xiao Yang felt as if the blood vessels in his body were being pulled by an extremely strong force, as if they were about to burst out of his body. At the same time, the pressure from the external force was unbearable.
The reason why Bloody Stupa was said to be an evil technique and not a martial skill was because of this. Using the blood mist as the price to draw out the opponent's blood and cause them to die from blood exhaustion, one could see how terrifying and cruel it was.
Under such pressure, Xiao Yang still gritted his teeth and persevered. This was because if he couldn't withstand it, he would probably die from blood exhaustion. At that time, once his body lost its blood, it would become shriveled. Under the pressure, he would probably be crushed to pieces.
When Zhao Tianming saw this scene, he was overjoyed in his heart. This was what he wanted to see. So what if Xiao Yang's body was strong? However, the Blood Stupa was not aimed at physical defense, but was directed from the inside, making it difficult for one to defend against the attacks from both inside and outside.
For a time, it could be said to be a mournful land. As Zhao Tianming continued to increase his strength, even some of the weaker people on Sacred Jade Mountain directly died, losing all their blood.
Immediately, everyone in the surrounding area could be said to be in danger. Many people were struggling to protect themselves, so they did not have the ability to protect their own disciples or juniors. As for the people watching the battle a hundred miles away, they were not affected as much, so they could barely hold on.
Zhao Tianming did not feel the slightest bit of heartache for his disciples dying under this move. Of course, from his point of view, it was an honor for these people to die in his hands.
In the blink of an eye, there were already complaints everywhere. They never would have thought that they would not die on the battlefield to open up the land for the Profound Fighting World, but lose their lives under the might of their own people.
Even Mu Yang, who was at the peak of the Ninth Level, could only bitterly hold on. It could be said to be extremely miserable. Fortunately, Mu Yang was also someone who had seen great storms, so he had always protected his heart and suppressed it with all his strength. Only then was he able to preserve his life.
Right now, Xiao Yang was not in a good state either. In a flash, some beads of blood flowed out from under his skin. Although it wasn't a lot, it was enough to shake one's heart. From this, it could be seen just how terrifying the Blood Buddha's power and pulling force was.
The current Zhao Tianming was like a demon from hell. He was wantonly harvesting blood and lives, completely disregarding the consequences. It could be said that he did as he pleased without any scruples.
Even though everyone in the Profound Fighting World was complaining, who would dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction? Zhao Tianming's current state could be said to be in a state of madness. If he angered Zhao Tianming, what he would face would be an unwarranted killing intent.
Now that they weren't targeted and were only affected, it was enough for more people to survive. This caused them to be extremely satisfied, and they didn't dare ask for anything else.
"I'd like to see how long you can hold on!" Zhao Tianming said as his laughter became even more rampant, almost as if he had gone mad.
Xiao Yang gritted his teeth and held on, allowing the blood mist to continue squeezing him.
In the next moment, with a low shout, Xiao Yang's entire body flashed with lightning. His entire body was like a ball of lightning, dispersing the blood mist. Only then did he feel much better.
At the same time, although the Sword Qi had been exhausted. However, the Thunder Dragon had arrived!
With a dragon's roar, the Thunder Dragon poured into Zhao Tianming's body at an extremely fast speed. It continued to weave in and out, wreaking havoc in his body.
Zhao Tianming was unable to defend himself at all. He could only grit his teeth and endure the pain. He didn't know how serious the injuries this move would cause him, but with this little power, he was confident that he wouldn't die.
Therefore, Zhao Tianming didn't stop what he was doing. He continued to control the blood mist and continued to attack Xiao Yang.
The blood mist continued to squeeze towards Xiao Yang, causing the surrounding blood mist to shrink at an extremely fast speed. As a result, the cultivators in the periphery instantly lost the huge pressure.
Instantly, many people cried tears of joy, as if they had survived a disaster. They were extremely grateful.
However, that was only for the periphery. For those within a ten mile radius of Zhao Tianming, they were still suppressed to the point of being unable to breathe. Fortunately, the power was constantly being reduced.
Xiao Yang continuously waved the Silver Lightning Spear and Thunder Fire Divine Sword in his hands, continuously releasing the power of lightning to fight against the blood mist. However, because the blood in his body was being pulled in, the power that he could unleash was naturally greatly reduced.
But this was enough. It was enough to give him a way out of this predicament!
Mu Yang looked at Xiao Yang, who was surrounded by lightning and blood mist, and gritted his teeth in hatred. Why was he so useless? Putting aside the fact that he couldn't help, it was almost impossible for him to even move a muscle.
Xiao Yang, on the other hand, didn't think so much. He had been holding on to his heart, and at the same time, trying his best to control his blood Qi. He also used his will to move and use lightning to sweep away the blood mist, reducing the pressure on him so that he wouldn't be unable to resist.
Seeing that Xiao Yang's method was actually effective, Zhao Tianming's expression turned ugly.
The lightning dragon's power had long been exhausted, and it had disappeared from this world.
However, the injuries it suffered weren't as serious as expected. It was like a strong start but a weak finish. This made Zhao Tianming secretly happy.
This guy, in the end, will still be exhausted. Young people are young people. They don't know how to use their power perfectly.
Seeing that his opponent was struggling bitterly, Zhao Tianming felt extremely happy.
No matter how much you struggle, you won't be able to change the outcome. Resistance now could be said to be meaningless. At most, he would die a slower death. However, he still couldn't escape death in the end!
Zhao Tianming began to calculate in his heart. Since this kid was so strong, it meant that he must have a lot of opportunities on him. If he could obtain it, he would be like a tiger that had grown wings.
"Die!" As Zhao Tianming thought about it, he immediately gathered all the remaining power in the blood mist and exploded it!
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