One breath … Two breaths … Three breaths …
Zhao Feng stood there calmly, as if nothing had happened.
The Silver Striped Blood Corpse waited for a full ten breaths, but Zhao Feng was still fine and his face was even redder.
How was this possible?
Shock appeared on the Silver Striped Blood Corpse's face. After sleeping for hundreds of years, even if its poison was weakened, it should still be able to deal with cultivators below the 4th Sky of the Ascended Realm.
But Zhao Feng was still standing there unharmed.
In reality, when the corpse poison spread, the mysterious azure blood in Zhao Feng's body activated and instantly cleared it out with an unstoppable force.
As for the rest of the time, Zhao Feng circulated his True Force to heal his injuries, allowing his blood to flow more smoothly.
"This poison is only so-so."
Zhao Feng felt that it was unbelievable. Such a powerful poison was like snow meeting the sun in front of the azure blood.
"What kind of freak is this kid?"
The Silver Striped Blood Corpse's eyes narrowed and its expression changed.
But it was an old monster that had lived for many years, so it soon smiled: "Kid, even if you can counter the poison, how long can you last against me?"
The battle just now had proved the truth.
Even if the five of them were unharmed, they still wouldn't be able to win against the Silver Striped Blood Corpse.
"Then let's try …"
Zhao Feng murmured to himself, expressionless as he slowly took off the eyepatch.
Eyepatch?
The Silver Striped Blood Corpse finally noticed that Zhao Feng had been using his one eye to fight with it.
When the eyepatch was taken off, an azure eye was revealed, as if there was a bottomless abyss in it …
"That eye …"
The Silver Striped Blood Corpse's heart skipped a beat as it stared at Zhao Feng's eye, as if it was sucked into a bottomless abyss.
In the air.
A pair of blood-red eyes collided with a pair of pure green eyes.
A formless mental energy spread out in the air.
The Silver Striped Blood Corpse felt that the opponent's left eye was like an invisible mental energy blade, emitting an ancient aura that instantly destroyed all of its mental energy.
That was to say …
Even if the Silver Striped Blood Corpses had a certain advantage in terms of mental energy, they had no advantage in front of Zhao Feng. They might even be restrained.
Powerful! What a strange power …
Zhao Feng was excited. Ever since his left eye had evolved, this was the first time he had shown his power in front of the world.
At this moment, his left eye brought him into an even more powerful super-sensory interface.
In the air, wind, dust, particles, light, Heaven's Yuan Qi, and all kinds of subtle forces were all clearly seen by Zhao Feng's left eye.
Furthermore.
Zhao Feng's left eye could see through the body of the Silver Striped Blood Corpses and see the internal organs.
The sharpness of his left eye could pierce through rocks.
With a casual sweep, Zhao Feng discovered that there were many "valuable" items in the rock walls and the blood pool, including the clothes of the Silver Striped Blood Corpses, the blood ring on their thumb, and a few items hidden in their bags.
This feeling seemed to dictate everything in the world.
Facing him, the Silver Striped Blood Corpses shuddered.
For some reason, he suddenly thought of the "Scarlet Moon Religion Leader" from hundreds of years ago, the demonic cultivator who stood at the peak of the continent.
Even if he was the protector of the division, he had only met the Religion Leader once. From then on, he could never forget the pair of eyes that were like the eternal scarlet moon.
At this moment.
A feeling similar to eye contact appeared in his heart.
Lightning Wind Palm!
Zhao Feng's figure slowly closed in, the thunderous palm power was more condensed, more precise, and more cunning, aiming for the left chest of the Silver Striped Blood Corpses.
"How … how did he know that my wound is here?"
The Silver Striped Blood Corpses heart shook.
The same move, the same True Power, on the same person, the power and lethality were completely different.
Zhao Feng felt that he had merged with a strange mental energy, the same power and move, had a greater lethality, and the threat to the enemy had increased.
The place he attacked, the angle, was the place where the Silver Striped Blood Corpses could not move.
Peng peng!
Zhao Feng and the Silver Striped Blood Corpses clashed once again.
But this time, Zhao Feng's Lightning Wind Palm followed a special path and headed for the Silver Striped Blood Corpses' most heavily injured organs.
Teng!
The two figures quickly separated.
Despite the difference in strength, Zhao Feng was still pushed back, his blood boiling.
The Silver Striped Blood Corpses' expression changed dramatically and its body stiffened, as if it had suffered a loss.
Burning Wind Stance!
Zhao Feng circulated his Heavenly Wind God Technique and it was as if his entire body was enveloped in a tornado. It was obviously a wind skill, but it still released a destructive wave of fire.
In that instant, the temperature of the surroundings rose and the air seemed to be compressed to the extreme, exploding with destructive power.
The Burning Wind Stance's power was almost on par with the Lightning Wind Palm, but the advantage was that Zhao Feng's comprehension was deeper. Using the Heavenly Wind God Technique, the power reached a terrifying level, enough to threaten many cultivators at the 3rd Sky of the Ascended Realm.
An even more violent explosion and shockwave swept tens of yards, causing the surrounding rocks to tremble.
Zhao Feng and the Silver Striped Blood Corpses separated once again.
"Brat, f * ck off. Leave those brats as a sacrifice and I'll spare your life."
The Silver Striped Blood Corpses took a deep breath and its expression was ugly, but it finally gave in.
After sleeping for hundreds of years, its energy was not even at 20% of its peak. Adding on the fact that it was heavily injured, it didn't have the strength to fight with Zhao Feng.
"Get out of here! Leave behind the ring in your hand and the bag in your pocket and I'll spare your life. "
Zhao Feng's left eye flashed with a sharp azure light and he didn't back down.
"Ring? Bag? You're courting death! "
The Silver Striped Blood Corpses paused for a moment before roaring angrily. The blood on its body seemed to be burning and a layer of purple flames appeared on its palm.
Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat as he stared at the purple flames on the Silver Striped Blood Corpses' palm.
It was said that when one reached the True Spirit Realm, they would be able to condense a unique True Life Flame, which was the essence of the body.
Of course, the Silver Striped Blood Corpses' energy was exhausted and it hadn't recovered yet, so it couldn't condense a True Life Flame.
"Extinguish ~ ~ ~"
The Silver Striped Blood Corpses snarled as it turned into a blur and waved its claws, sending a purple flame towards Zhao Feng.
The terrifying power made Zhao Feng's heart jump and he felt like he was suffocating.
Burning Wind Stance!
Zhao Feng roared as a layer of azure blood surged out from his body and merged into the Heavenly Wind True Force.
In that instant, a power that surpassed the limits of his body exploded and his energy, aura and soul rose.
The Heavenly Wind True Force, which was originally of a higher level, was miraculously raised to another level. The instant the palm was thrust out, one could see the destructive azure flames that destroyed everything in the world.
Booom ~ ~
The Silver Striped Blood Corpse's claw that had turned into purple flames shook violently. After enduring for half a breath, it quickly disappeared!
Teng! Teng! Teng!
The Silver Striped Blood Corpses retreated as it stared at the azure ripple around Zhao Feng's body, "Ancient Bloodline …"
Booooom —
The cyan flame suddenly burst out and sent him flying, crashing into the blood-colored rock wall on the opposite side.
Immediately after, the blood coloured wall started to shake.
Wah!
The Silver Striped Blood Corpses' old injuries caused it to spit out blood and sink into the wall as it stared at Zhao Feng in fear, "Ancient Bloodline, azure eyes … Which ancient race does this power belong to? When has such a pure ancient bloodline aura appeared in the Green Flower Continent … "
Ancient Bloodline?
Zhao Feng realised that the azure ripple was slowly merging into his body.
"This power is called Ancient Bloodline?"
Through his left eye, he could easily control this mysterious power.
When he had used this power and merged it with the Burning Wind Stance and Heavenly Wind God Technique, it had exploded with such a terrifying power.
Zhao Feng was sure that the attack just now had affected the Silver Striped Blood Corpses' old injuries.
Now, as long as he conserved his energy, he would be undefeatable and have the upper hand.
"Ignorant brat, looks like you don't understand the treasures in your body. Ancient Bloodline is one of the inherited powers of the bloodline, and it is one of the most ancient and powerful ones. "
The Silver Striped Blood Corpses struggled to walk out of the hole in the wall.
"Bloodline power … Why is it that the sect's natural endowments only mentioned a spirit body but not a bloodline inheritance?"
Zhao Feng was confused as he muttered to himself.
"Bloodline inheritance is extremely precious and ancient. Even the lowest grade of bloodline inheritance is comparable to a supreme spiritual body. Furthermore, before the bloodline awakens, there is no way to measure it. "
The Silver Striped Blood Corpses mocked.
So that's how it is.
Zhao Feng's face was cold as he slowly condensed his True Force and activated the azure blood, preparing to attack the Silver Striped Blood Corpses.
"Brat! Stop! Even if you use your bloodline power, the most you can do is take me down with you. "
Sharpness flashed in the Silver Striped Blood Corpses' eyes.
As one of the leaders of the Scarlet Moon Demonic Religion, a skinny camel was still bigger than a horse.
If Zhao Feng forced him into a corner, he really might do something desperate.
"Your injuries are serious and your speed isn't as fast as mine. If this drags on, the chances of you dying will be higher than me. Furthermore, this is the territory of the Broken Moon Clan. "
Zhao Feng's eyes were sharp and calm.
The Silver Striped Blood Corpses paused and gritted its teeth. If Zhao Feng really did this, he might really be able to kill it.
"Brat, what do you want?"
The Silver Striped Blood Corpses was furious.
"Leave behind the ring in your hand and the things in the bag."
Zhao Feng's left eye was as sharp as a blade and it seemed to be able to see all the secrets of the Silver Striped Blood Corpses.
His left eye could see the Silver Striped Blood Corpses and all the valuable things in the cave.
"Everything else is fine, but this ring is the token of the Protector of the Scarlet Moon Demonic Religion. Even if you take it, it won't have much use and it might even attract death."
The Silver Striped Blood Corpses suppressed the anger in its chest.
When had it ever been forced to this degree by an ant at the 1st Sky of the Ascended Realm?
But thinking about it, the other party had an ancient bloodline and was blessed by the Heavens. The other party would definitely be a prodigy in the future.
The Silver Striped Blood Corpses comforted itself like this.
Zhao Feng thought that before he had the absolute advantage, he shouldn't force the other party too much, so he nodded his head in agreement.
Soon, the Silver Striped Blood Corpses took out a bag which contained a few blood pills, a beast skin scroll and a broken blood coloured sword.
When it handed over these items, the Silver Striped Blood Corpses face was filled with pain and unwillingness.
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