Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two blood-colored astral sabers slashed down at Lu Ming with terrifying might.
Lu Ming snorted coldly as he took a step forward and sent out two palm strikes.
With two crisp sounds, the two blood-colored astral saber lights shattered.
The two youths from the Blood Saber Continent narrowed their eyes in shock.
The two of them had used almost all their strength in the earlier two slashes. However, they were easily defeated by Lu Ming.
"Not good! It's a peak expert! Run!"
The black-moled youth shouted as he turned and ran.
The other youth did the same. They knew that they had met a peak genius of the Divine Desolate Continent.
Lu Ming snorted coldly and stepped forward. His body was like a ray of light as he caught up to the two youths and sent out two palm strikes.
Although the two youths did their best to block, they still vomited blood and crashed into the ground, leaving behind a huge crater.
Lu Ming landed and a powerful aura enveloped the two youths. He said coldly, "Speak! Where are the people of the Divine Desolate Continent?"
"Don't even think about it! If I speak, won't I still die? Since I'm going to die, I won't speak! "
The black-moled youth revealed a crazed look. At the same time, a bloody light flashed as if the blood in his body was burning. He roared and turned into a saber light as he charged in a certain direction.
The other youth also revealed a crazed look as he turned into a saber light and charged in another direction.
"You're courting death!"
Lu Ming used the Nine Dragons Heaven Stomping Steps and chased after the black-moled youth. With Lu Ming's current cultivation, how fast could he be when using the Nine Dragons Heaven Stomping Steps? He caught up to the black-moled youth in a few moments and punched, killing him.
Following which, Lu Ming turned and charged at the other person.
"Kill!"
That person was incomparably crazy. Seeing that he could not escape, his eyes turned red as he charged at Lu Ming like a wild beast.
However, the difference in strength was too great, so he was easily killed by Lu Ming.
Lu Ming frowned slightly. The cultivation techniques of the Bloodblade Continent's people were tyrannical, and they didn't fear death. They were incomparably crazy. Lu Ming hadn't been able to get any information from them.
The nine dragons bloodline appeared and devoured the essence blood of the two youths from the Blood Blade Continent.
"Just now, the two of them headed north. Perhaps they'll find something there!"
With a thought, Lu Ming flew north.
A million miles to the north of Lu Ming, a great battle was taking place in a mountain range.
On a mountain peak, light flickered. It was incomparably dazzling, and inscriptions filled the air. One after another, great formations appeared, forming a light shield that enveloped the mountain peak within.
There were several hundred people on the mountain peak.
All of them were disciples of the Talisman Puppet Sect. A portion of them were sitting cross-legged, while the rest were continuously carving inscriptions around the mountain peak.
The leader had a head of long silver hair and a pair of eyes. He was an illusion.
With him as the leader, there were also Wen Yuezhang, Bai Chi, Xue, Ji Mai, and the others.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Outside the mountain peak, blood-red saber light flashed. It was incomparably terrifying, as if it was going to split the heavens and earth apart as it slashed towards Huan Zhen and the others.
The saber light slashed at the light shield, causing it to tremble continuously. Huan Zhen and the others' bodies also trembled slightly.
There were more than a dozen people around the mountain peak, but a few of them had shocking auras that were incomparably terrifying.
Every one of them wore blood-red robes and carried blood-red sabers on their backs.
They were dressed exactly the same as the two youths from the Blood Blade Continent that Lu Ming had encountered previously.
"Talisman Puppet Sect, with your little strength, you can all die!"
A youth with blood-red hair said coldly.
His strength was the most terrifying, and his aura was powerful. When he slashed out with his saber, the light shield violently trembled.
"Why are you so ruthless? Our Talisman Puppet Sect has no intention of fighting with you for the last totem pillar!"
Huan Zhen said.
"Hehe, a bunch of flies. Looks like a hindrance. Moreover, you have quite a lot of luck points. You'll be a fat piece of meat if we snatch it!"
The youth with blood-red hair sneered.
The other youths sneered as well. More than a dozen of them attacked together, slashing their saber light towards the mountain peak.
Wen Yuezhang, Bai Chi, Xue and the others trembled slightly. They had exhausted a lot of their mental strength. If this continued, their mental strength would be exhausted.
Once they lost the protection of the formation, the disciples of the Talisman Puppet Sect would only be tortured to death.
The other party was too strong. This was only a portion of the people from the Blood Blade Continent, but there were two people who were at the same level as Huan Zhen.
Once the formation was broken, Huan Zhen could only block one person, but the other person could easily kill the rest. Moreover, the other youths were also extremely powerful.
Some people revealed bitter expressions. The Battle of Karmic Luck this time had exceeded their expectations. There were actually heaven's prides from other continents participating. It was even more dangerous than the previous Battles of Karmic Luck. If things went wrong, the Talisman Puppet Sect might be completely annihilated.
"Wait a moment. I'll inscribe a formation to block them with all my strength. Hurry up and leave!"
Huan Zhen suddenly transmitted his voice to Wen Yuezhang, Bai Chi, Xue and the others.
"Senior Brother Huan Zhen, we can't leave together!"
Wen Yuezhang hurriedly said.
If Huan Zhen stayed behind to block them alone, he would definitely be in danger.
"That's right. If we leave, we leave together. If we stay, we stay together."
The others also shouted one after another.
"None of you can leave. Blood God's Blade Wheel! Break! "
The blood-red haired youth shouted coldly. An even more terrifying aura exploded from his body. A giant blood-red wheel floated above his head. This blood-red wheel seemed to be formed by countless blood-red battle blades. It spun rapidly and was as large as a mountain, crushing towards the light barrier of the mountain peak.
"Not good. Hold on!"
Huan Zhen and the others' faces changed drastically. The Mental Fire between their eyebrows flickered rapidly, constantly spreading out and surging into the surrounding inscriptions.
Boom!
The blood-red wheel heavily slammed against the light barrier of the mountain peak.
The earth rumbled and the mountain peak shook violently. The light barrier that enveloped the mountain peak continuously shattered layer by layer.
Huan Zhen and the others' faces changed drastically. Their bodies trembled and some of the weaker ones even spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Those disciples who were sitting cross-legged or recovering from their injuries also stood up to help protect the formation.
However, the blood-red wheel was too terrifying. It spun continuously like countless battle blades, constantly slashing at the light barrier.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The light barrier continued to shatter and it looked like it was about to shatter completely.
"Release the puppets and use the inscription scrolls to open a path. Charge out!"
Huan Zhen shouted.
At this moment, with a boom, all the formations collapsed and the light barrier shattered. Numerous disciples of the Talisman Puppet Sect released their puppets and surrounded everyone. At the same time, waves of inscription scrolls were activated. They either turned into defensive or offensive puppets as they all charged in the same direction.
"Trying to escape? All of you can die!"
The blood-red haired youth controlled the giant wheel and pressed forward, causing countless puppets to explode.
Dozens of blade lights slashed out, also attacking the puppets and the inscription scrolls.
Although the Talisman Puppet Sect had a large number of disciples, most of them weren't strong and were far inferior to the top experts of the Blood Knife Continent.
Among the dozens of disciples of the Blood Knife Continent, the weakest was a prodigy at the fourth level of Spirit Embryo Realm.
"Ah!"
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