Fang Shuntong saw that Zhang Yan was coming for him, but he didn't dare to be careless.
The opponent had two killing swords, and he had already killed a Nascent Soul Spiritual Master. His battle experience was probably unparalleled among his peers.
However, as the head of the Blood Soul Sect, he also had two killing swords, one was the "Soul Seeking Blood Blade", the other was the "Soul Stealing Blade".
Other than that, he also had the sect's treasure, the Blood God Waterfall as his shield, and his mana was endless. Not to mention, he also had the nine clones behind him, so he didn't need to be afraid.
He shouted, and a large amount of blood water was drawn from the Blood God Waterfall. With a spell, it turned into a large scarlet hand. The five fingers were dripping with blood, and it carried a thick stench of blood. It was raised up, and it collided with Zhang Yan's large hand!
When the two palms collided, the force of the collision spread out and spread far away. On the way, the mountains were crushed, and the ravines were flattened. Under this shock, the few continents that were left were all shattered.
The cultivators on both sides also felt like the sky and earth were turning upside down, as if even this space was going to collapse. Seeing that the mana of the two was so strong, to avoid being affected, everyone retreated outwards.
After Meng Zhen left the battlefield, he didn't look at the battlefield. He deeply believed that with Zhang Yan's ability in fighting, this battle would be won in the end. At this moment, he only needed to watch Zhenren Kangzheng and not let him attack.
Not only him, the cultivators on the side of Qincang also watched the opponent, not letting him act rashly.
When Zhang Yan's palm pressed down, he realized that Fang Shuntong's mana was far stronger than anyone he had fought before, even Yuan Yang's head Qu Ruyi was far inferior.
After the third level of the Nascent Soul Cultivator, their mana would no longer grow. This person either had a strong foundation, or he broke through the sixth level when he was at the second level.
Although the opponent's foundation was not as strong as his, it wasn't easy to crush the opponent with pure mana.
However, other than his qi path cultivation, he was still at the fifth rank of strength path. If he fought head on, even an Nascent Soul Cultivator wouldn't be able to block him. He immediately increased his strength by thirty percent!
The blood hand was also extraordinary. By relying on the blood waterfall to continuously replenish itself, it did not scatter under this pressure. Even so, it was slowly being suppressed and it looked like it was about to be unable to endure any longer.
Fang Shuntong's expression changed slightly. He was someone who had broken through seven barriers. Even among Nascent Core Cultivators, there were few who could compare. Although he knew that Zhang Yan's magic power was vigorous, he didn't think he was weak either. He wanted to see if he could suppress this person, but who would have thought that in a head-on collision, he wouldn't be a match.
From the looks of it, it was his own Dharma Idol. Similarly, he wouldn't be able to gain any advantages. Moreover, the space here was narrow, so he could really do that. But he couldn't relax them.
He immediately realized that he couldn't continue to compete with her anymore.
With the support of the Blood Waterfall, he was not afraid of his opponent suppressing him once, but after ten or a hundred times, his advantage would continue to be magnified. Once he was forced to a point where he could no longer turn around, it was very likely that he would not even have the chance to gather his mana again. He would be killed by the other party.
"Since I can't gain the upper hand in terms of mana, then I can only compete with this person in terms of techniques and abilities."
Thinking about that, he didn't persist. Once the mana here was cut off, the blood hand instantly collapsed into a sky full of blood water. Most of it scattered back into the Blood Waterfall while a small portion turned into a blood rain. It floated in all directions, looking like it was spreading through the air.
Zhang Yan's eyes squinted. He could sense that there was something weird about the blood rain.
Back then, Baili Qingyin had used the blood rain to display the technique of "Borrowing Object to Substitute Form", forcing the head disciple of the three sects into a sorry state. If this person used the same technique on the cultivators of the Dark Azure Sect … However, he wouldn't be easy to deal with.
Moreover, the timing he chose was ingenious. He was a Nascent Core Cultivator. If he were to use this move right from the start, everyone would be on their guard, not allowing any loopholes to be exploited.
However, if he accidentally spilled some during the battle, he might let down his guard. With the Demon Sect's cunning methods, if he wasn't careful, it would contaminate his body.
Thus, he warned, "Fellow Daoists, be careful."
At the same time he spoke, he didn't delay in his attack. He circulated his Fa Li, causing the palm that was pressing down to expand once more, and it was already more than a few times larger than before. It covered the location of the blood waterfall with the momentum of covering the sky.
Mu Shoushan looked around and said in a low voice, "Everyone, be careful. Distinguish between reality and illusion. Don't get stained by the blood rain."
Everyone from the Qincang School understood what he meant. The Demon Sect had the ability to change between reality and illusion. The blood rain in front of them might not be real, but what they didn't see might not be non-existent. Therefore, they all used their artifacts or techniques to protect themselves.
Not only them, but the people from the Yuxiao school also seemed to be fearful of the blood rain. They also avoided it and didn't dare to get close.
As for Meng Zhen and Zhenren Kangzheng, they didn't move from their original spot. With their artifacts and techniques to protect themselves, they weren't afraid of the blood rain at all. Even if it really landed on them, they would be refined in an instant.
Fang Shuntong pondered, "Have we been seen through?"
However, he didn't care. It would be best if the blood rain could stain the cultivators from the Qincang School. If it couldn't, it wouldn't be a big deal.
Since the blood rain could stain others, it could stain himself as well.
His spirit moved and the Blood Spirits flew out from the Blood Waterfall. They came up to bathe in the blood rain.
The Blood Spirits in the Blood Waterfall were endless. However, he understood that while the Blood Spirits might be useful against others, against Zhang Yan, they were like moths flying into a flame. It was a waste of his mana. Therefore, he didn't plan on using them to fight. He only used them as a substitute for death.
In this way, even if he was hit by a spell or a divine ability, or a fatal wound, these Blood Spirits could take it for him. It was just that it was a little inappropriate for them to gather in one place. It was very likely that the opponent would get rid of them all in one fell swoop and break this technique. Therefore, he immediately ordered them to scatter in all directions. As long as they were within the range of his senses, the divine ability would be effective.
Zhang Yan stood in the clouds and saw this scene clearly. How could he not know what he was planning? If he succeeded, then any attack that came down would be meaningless.
His gaze flickered. The North Dark Sword hovered by his side and didn't move. Outside him, the Clear Swan Swords had already flown out one by one, as if they wanted to go up and kill those Blood Spirits.
Fang Shuntong sneered to himself. With the Blood God Waterfall, the Blood Spirits couldn't be killed. If one was destroyed, he could just summon another.
And his plan didn't stop there. Those Blood Spirits were born from the Blood God Waterfall, and they had the ability to contaminate themselves. If he killed one, he would be stained with a trace of blood that couldn't be washed away. Even if it didn't pose much of a hindrance to the Sword of Slaughter for the time being, when it accumulated, it would definitely harm its nature and weaken the treasure's light, causing its power to drop greatly.
At that time, his two True Blades of Slaughter would have a place of use.
The rays of sword light flew swiftly and caught up to the Blood Souls. However, right when they were about to come into contact with the Blood Souls, countless bolts of lightning suddenly shot out from the void and instantly blasted apart the dozens of Blood Souls. Not a single one remained.
With Zhang Yan's experience in fighting, he could naturally see that there might be other mysteries within these Blood Spirits. Therefore, he didn't directly use his sword to kill them, but instead used "Qingxuan Soaring Thunder Shock".
Although this technique could be used to attack the enemy through the void, when facing hundreds of targets at the same time, he couldn't guarantee that he would hit all of them. Therefore, he first used the sword light to open up a path, to affect the Qi, and then to attract the lightning over, so that he could accurately land his attack.
When Fang Shuntong saw how easily he broke through these Blood Spirits, his expression couldn't help but change. He looked up into the sky, the big hand was getting closer and closer, the light above his head was covered, it looked like it had the power to envelop the entire space.
At that moment, he had two choices. One was to avoid the attack, retreat far away, and fight again. The other was to stay and think of a way to use his divine arts again, to directly dissolve this attack.
Almost without any hesitation, he chose the latter.
Firstly, he could see that Zhang Yan's palm was extremely powerful, and the mana used was not small. If it didn't hit, he would have a chance to counterattack.
Secondly, Zhang Yan could be considered as half a sword cultivator. Once he retreated, there would be countless of sword lights attacking him on the way, let alone the fact that the opponent had more than one killing sword.
If it was a normal day, with the Blood Transformation Escape Technique, he would naturally not be afraid, but with the Blood God Waterfall, how could he retreat so quickly?
As the saying goes, there must be a loss. Although this sect guarding treasure provided him with endless mana and many divine arts, it also made him unable to use that incomparably fast escape technique.
But then again, the sect guarding treasure was usually only used when the enemy attacked the mountain gate. At that time, it was already a matter of life and death, and the person who refined this treasure back then naturally wouldn't think about how to escape.
He shook his sleeve again, and another ten Blood Spirits flew out, bathing in the blood rain, and then flew out again. It wasn't that he was unwilling to fail, and wanted to try again, but he wanted to use this to temporarily restrain the Qinghong Sword Light. As for the two killing blades on him, he didn't want to use them until the Northern Underworld Heavenly Sword fell.
When the sword light above chased after him again, he urged the nine clones behind him into the sky, and went up to bear the blood rain.
They weren't comparable to the Blood Spirits, and each of them was comparable to a Heaven's True Master. They weren't something that could be broken with a simple thunder technique. If these clones didn't break, he would have nine more lives.
After the nine clones got the sky dome, they each used their divine arts and spells. First, they worked together to form a Blood Cocoon Sky Screen, which was to defend against the All Heavens United Divine Water Forbidden Light.
After doing this, they used Blood Time Thunder at the same time, and attacked Zhang Yan. This was equivalent to the attack of nine Heaven's True Masters working together. Under normal circumstances, when faced with such a method, almost no one of the same generation could block it.
Fang Shuntong didn't expect to kill Zhang Yan with this, but even if it didn't work, he could force him to stop.
In the battle matrix, if one side retreated, it meant that the other side advanced. When this palm came, it could be said to be earth-shattering. If he was forced to retreat without achieving anything, not only would his spiritual power be wasted, his momentum would also suffer a heavy blow.
Zhang Yan's gaze suddenly became extremely deep. Even if he summoned the Heaven and Earth Leaf, such an attack would be broken in one hit, so he didn't do so. Instead, he exerted force again, and the big hand fell down at a faster speed than Just Now. He actually went all out to attack, and didn't have the slightest intention of retreating to defend!
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… (To be continued)
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