"You're rebelling, you're rebelling! You're just a Level One Martian trash, how dare you talk back to me? I'm going to kill you to vent my anger!"
Yelu Feng bellowed, leaping toward Zhou Yang.
Bang!
There was a scream. Before Blood Disciple could react, Zhou Yang had already kicked him. Yelu Feng was sent flying, blood gushing out of his mouth.
"The son of a city lord is actually a good-for-nothing. I feel sorry for your father." Zhou Yang's face was full of disdain. A large sword appeared in his hand.
"Who are you?"
If Blood Disciple still could not tell, he would not be worthy of being the leader.
"I told you, I'm Zhou Yang. I'll be famous in the Nanman Kingdom." Zhou Yang smiled.
"Zhou Yang, Yang Ming … You're Zhou Yang," Blood Disciple said in surprise.
"You're not that stupid, but it's too late now."
Zhou Yang swallowed the Flood Pill. His aura instantly climbed to Level Eight Martian.
"Flood Pill, Level Eight Martian."
Blood Disciple took a few steps back and took out a blood-colored sword.
"Hmph, I didn't expect you to dare come into the city. Do you know how many people in the city want to kill you?" Blood Disciple sneered.
"Of course I know, but I can leave as long as I dare to come."
"Leave … Haha … Do you think you can beat me with a Flood Pill? What a joke, what a joke." Blood Disciple suddenly looked excited.
"I didn't think I'd have a chance to get close to the Third Princess. Now you're here."
Blood Disciple waved the sword in his hand. The sword glowed with a bloody light.
"I heard you eat people?" Zhou Yang asked coldly.
"That's right. I like the taste," Blood Disciple said without hesitation. "Looks like you deserve to die."
Zhou Yang stopped talking. After taking a deep breath, his Vital Qi began to gather on the sword.
He did not have much time, so he could not waste time.
Whoosh!
He leaped forward. The sword glowed with a fiery red light, as blinding as the sun in the sky.
"Greatsword Aura!"
Blood Disciple's expression froze, and he retreated.
Four flaming swords appeared in the sky.
His cultivation had reached Level Eight with the Flood Pill, so the sword's aura had naturally become stronger. However, the other two swords did not seem very solid.
At the end of the day, the pill's enhancement did not truly belong to him.
It was only after the four flaming swords appeared that Blood Disciple stabilized his body and spun his blood-red battle blade.
"Bloodbath in All Directions!"
With a cold shout, Blood Disciple's saber spun rapidly, forming a huge blood-colored circle.
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Boom!
As the two flaming swords fell, the bamboo forest was set ablaze. At the same time, a scarlet light spread out, pushing the flames away and rushing towards Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang's face sank. He knew that this blood light was powerful. He quickly leaped up and used the Cloud-Ascending Ladder to dodge the attack.
"Heavy Sword Qi, impressive, impressive. Unfortunately, your Sword Qi is still not that strong. If you could improve a bit more, I might really die to you today." Blood Disciple was in a bit of a mess. There were many burns on his body, and there were even some flames burning on his clothes.
"Kill him, kill him!"
Not far from them, Yelu Feng's shout rang out. Zhou Yang turned his head and saw that Yelu Feng's arm was charred black, and half of his face was burnt by the Sword Qi. Yelu Feng was currently applying some medicinal powder to his wounds.
"Don't worry Young Master Yelu, this person will die for sure."
Blood Disciple, who had blocked Zhou Yang's Sword Qi, was extremely excited. He knew that Zhou Yang didn't have much time left, and his next move would definitely be his strongest. If he could dodge this attack, he would have the upper hand.
"Blood Devil Astral Soul, appear!"
A blood-colored shadow appeared behind Blood Disciple, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. At the same time, mournful howls of ghosts resounded throughout the Purple Bamboo Forest.
Blood Devil Astral Soul, a high-grade Earthly Fiend Astral Soul. Zhou Yang had heard that those who possessed such an Astral Soul could absorb the blood of others to strengthen themselves. It was incomparably cruel, and for every person they killed, the Astral Soul would become more violent, and at the same time, it would also affect the owner.
"Magma Astral Soul."
Zhou Yang murmured, and a 10 feet tall Magma Titan Astral Soul appeared behind him. At the same time, his Magma Titan Astral Soul stretched out his right arm, and a blazing flame shot towards Blood Disciple.
"Blood Rain, kill!"
Blood Disciple wasn't afraid at all. He waved his saber, and suddenly, a rain of blood fell from the sky. Every drop of blood that landed on Zhou Yang's Magma Titan Astral Soul would shrink, and a portion of the flame would be extinguished.
At the same time, Zhou Yang's protective Zhen Qi was getting weaker and weaker under the continuous impact of the blood rain.
When his fist collided with Blood Disciple's hand, his Magma Titan Astral Soul had already become a normal arm, and was easily blocked by Blood Disciple.
"Seems like you can't block my Blood Rain."
Blood Disciple pushed Zhou Yang back with one palm, and at the same time, he kept waving his saber.
A strong wind suddenly rose, and the blood rain became even more intense. Zhou Yang's Zhen Qi was about to be destroyed.
In this critical situation, Zhou Yang gave up on attacking, and used his Fire Zhen Qi to support his Zhen Qi Shield. At the same time, he took out his flying knife.
The flying knife consumed less Zhen Qi, but in broad daylight, it wasn't a good choice.
Shoo!
Ten breaths later, a flying knife pierced through the air, its speed as fast as lightning.
Blood Disciple didn't expect Zhou Yang to have this move. In a panic, he immediately blocked with his saber in front of his chest.
"Dang!"
With twice the speed and power, Blood Disciple was directly blown away by this attack, and the flying knife changed direction and flew towards Yelu Feng.
"Ah …"
Yelu Feng screamed. The right side of his chest was stabbed by the flying knife, but it wasn't fatal.
"Deadly Flying Knife, this is the Deadly Flying Knife of the evil ghost. You killed the evil ghost." Blood Disciple was shocked, and then he said, "Back then, I spent a lot of money to hire him to kill Liu Xing, but in the end, he died. I thought it was Liu Xing who killed him, but it was you … Wait, I remember now, during the battle at the Eagle Ridge, Liu Xing used the Red Flame, and you are Liu Xing!"
Thinking about this, Blood Disciple was surprised, happy, and even a little crazy.
"I really didn't think that I would be so lucky today. Not only can I avenge my third brother and fourth brother, but I can also capture you to please the third princess. More importantly, the Deadly Flying Knife, once I kill you, the inheritance of the Deadly Flying Knife will be mine."
Blood Disciple was so excited that he didn't care about his internal injuries, he raised his saber and flew towards Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang didn't move an inch, but a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He clenched his teeth and reached out his hand. Just as the saber was about to fall, he forcefully grabbed the handle and moved the saber towards his shoulder.
"Ka Cha!"
Under the huge force, the saber still cut into his shoulder, and pain spread throughout his body.
"Little brat, go to hell."
Blood Disciple was overjoyed, and he was about to pull out his saber again, but at this moment, Zhou Yang suddenly grabbed the saber and pressed it against his shoulder.
"You …"
Blood Disciple's joy turned into shock, and his whole body froze.
However, in this short moment, a whirlpool appeared behind Zhou Yang.
"Unlimited Astral Souls, absorb!"
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