However, there was another saying in the world that went, "Man proposes, God disposes." Li Qingshan did not have absolute confidence in winning this battle. Now that things had come to a head, he still needed some luck.
The wings of wind suddenly unfurled, spanning over thirty meters. Li Qingshan whistled through the air as he smiled confidently. As a man, he would give it his all even if he had some confidence, let alone a seventy percent chance of victory.
Blood Shadow snorted coldly. With a flap of his cloak, he turned into a red bolt of lightning and chased after Li Qingshan.
In the blink of an eye, they had all become as insignificant as stalks, almost about to melt into the darkness.
Li Qingshan, on the other hand, felt like he had become a part of the wind. The scenery before him changed rapidly. If it were not for the fact that his reactions had become much faster, he basically felt like he was going to lose control. Sure enough, after reaching the third layer of the tiger demon, his abilities had become even more powerful. He reached the centre of the gorge in the blink of an eye.
However, before he could even enjoy the changes, a bloody daemon qi rushed over. Li Qingshan suddenly turned around, and Blood Shadow's cold, pale-white face rushed over. His sharp, pale-white claws arrived first.
Li Qingshan's eyes lit up. With a flap of his wings of wind, he accelerated in the opposite direction. He was like the tiger demon descending a mountain. His right hand formed a claw and he used the Tiger Demon Digs out the Heart. His left hand was equipped with many forms of capturing techniques. As long as he could capture Blood Shadow and pull him into close combat, the outcome of the battle would be determined.
As soon as he struck, he seemed to enter the final battle.
Blood Shadow sneered scornfully. His figure flickered like a ghost. The Tiger Demon Digs out the Heart sank into his chest, but it was only a remnant illusion. He did not even have the time to use his capturing techniques before he lost track of him.
Clang! The Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell flashed, leaving behind four deep claw marks.
Two streaks of blue and red crisscrossed. The blue light slammed into the rock wall loudly, while the red light made a graceful turn and landed on a stone beam that spanned the gorge.
The difference in strength was clear from the clash. Although Li Qingshan possessed an innate ability like the wings of wind, he was not as good as Blood Shadow, a beast that was born to fly. The sky was not his home field.
However, Li Qingshan didn't look discouraged at all. He turned around and stepped on the rock wall, leaped up, flapped his wings, and pounced at Blood Shadow like a flying tiger.
Blood Shadow's figure flashed and brushed past Li Qingshan.
There was a loud bang, but the smoke and dust did not rise. Li Qingshan borrowed the momentum to leap back and pounce on Blood Shadow.
The rumbling above their heads continued without end. Ye Mingzhu looked up. Li Qingshan was like a ferocious tiger in human form, bouncing and pouncing back and forth in the canyon as if he was walking on flat ground.
However, Blood Shadow was even better. It was as if he was taking a leisurely stroll on the stone beams. He seemed slow but was actually fast, as if there were several Blood Shadow's at the same time. He walked back and forth, easily dodging every attack. Yu Yu said,
"I thought you had some tricks up your sleeve, but it turns out you're only so-so."
"Can you even hurt a single hair of mine?" Li Qingshan stopped his useless attacks. He stopped on the stone wall and panted slightly, using the Earth God Power to recover his strength. This series of rapid attacks consumed a lot of his energy.
Before Li Qingshan could finish his sentence, Blood Shadow disappeared before his eyes. Li Qingshan abruptly lifted his head, only to see Blood Shadow right in front of him. Looking down, Li Qingshan said darkly, "Is that so?"
The pale-white hand gently pressed against the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell.
Dong, dong dong, dong dong dong dong!
Li Qingshan felt his heart beat like a drum. A strange power directly grabbed his heart, or more accurately, his blood, through the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell. All of his blood flowed backwards towards his heart as if it could explode at any time.
The life force of a daemon of this level was already extremely tough. Even if the heart was destroyed, the daemon core could replace it, and he only needed to use daemon qi to repair it in the future. Many vital points were no longer vital points. However, as an extremely important centre of life, once it was severely damaged, it would still result in heavy injuries. Why would your opponent give you the opportunity to recover in an intense battle?
"How is it? Do you feel weak all over? Do you think I've only achieved my current status through speed? Do you really think I'm afraid of close combat? Only a stubborn rock like Strong Stone is something I can't do anything to. Your vitality is very powerful. I can't wait to taste it! "Blood Shadow extended his bright-red tongue and licked his lips. The opponent that he had treated as a great enemy the moment he appeared was completely powerless in his hands. He felt indescribable delight.
"Then how does this taste?" Li Qingshan punched Blood Shadow's chest.
"A very special power. No wonder even Strong Stone couldn't withstand it." The shockwave wreaked havoc as Blood Shadow's body surged. After the shockwave passed, everything remained the same. Even the disdainful sneer on his face did not change in the slightest. An attack that even Strong Stone couldn't withstand was completely useless against him.
Strong Stone stood with his arms crossed and his brows tightly furrowed. No one knew better than him how difficult it was to deal with Blood Shadow. Blood Shadow's greatest strength wasn't his speed, but his strange recovery ability. It was just that very few people had seen this ability. In countless battles, it wasn't that Strong Stone hadn't found an opportunity to force Blood Shadow into a corner. However, even if he was blasted into a pile of minced meat, he could recover in the blink of an eye. This wasn't an innate divine ability. It was the same as Strong Stone's "sturdiness". It was an innate ability.
The blood in Li Qingshan's body surged more and more violently as if the world had descended into chaos. It would flow rapidly at times and flow against the flow at other times. It could even turn into a sharp weapon. If it were not for his tough body, his body would have been reduced to a mess by his own blood already.
Although the Spirit Turtle's Method of Sea Suppression could suppress the sea of qi and sea of consciousness, it could not suppress something tangible like flesh and blood. His current state was not due to the invasion of the foreign ability. Instead, Blood Shadow was using his innate ability to control it from the outside.
Having been forced into dire straits, Li Qingshan did not panic at all. He gripped the sharp, curved hilt of the Blade of the Drinking Poisonfeather behind his waist. With a flash of violet and azure, it plunged into Blood Shadow's abdomen.
Blood Shadow did not even have any intentions of dodging. Even the shockwave that could shatter his body could not harm him, so what was a mere wound? All he needed was a while longer, and he would be able to rip Li Qingshan's heart to pieces before tasting his blood. Just as he thought that, his expression suddenly changed. His pale face became enveloped by a layer of violet and azure.
Li Qingshan urged it on. The venom that the Blade of the Drinking Poisonfeather had accumulated for many years constantly invaded Blood Shadow's body, corroding, contaminating, and destroying it. Even if my heart shatters, I'll poison you to death first.
The stalemate only lasted for a split second. Blood Shadow could not take it anymore. With a backhand slap, he broke free.
Li Qingshan calmed his blood in a hurry, urging his daemon qi to repair his ruptured blood vessels and his heart that was on the brink of exploding. Although the information Ye Mingzhu had provided him with had already mentioned this, Just Now, he deeply understood the terror of this power when he clashed with it. It basically ignored all defences and attacked from the inside. If he were a human cultivator, his body would have been ripped apart by his blood in a single moment.
As soon as Li Qingshan recovered slightly, he immediately swung the Blade of the Drinking Poisonfeather and lunged at Blood Shadow.
Blood Shadow waved his cloak, and a few stinking blood arrows shot at him.
Li Qingshan's wings fluttered, and his body tilted, brushing past the blood arrows. The blood arrows landed on the mountain rock behind him, and white smoke rose. In the blink of an eye, a few large holes were corroded.
Looking at Blood Shadow again, the violet and azure poison on his face had dissipated. He had actually used his blood to expel the poison. His face became paler, and his expression became colder. Looking at the Blade of the Drinking Poisonfeather that was slashing at him, fear flashed in his eyes, and he did not dare to let it touch him again.
Li Qingshan chased closely. In the battle, he gradually grasped the use of the Wind God's wings, becoming more agile and swift. He felt slightly happy, feeling that Blood Shadow's speed had slowed down a lot. Although the poison had been removed, losing so much blood was not a small damage to him. His trust in his own strength had become the biggest trap.
The scales of victory were slowly tipping in Li Qingshan's favor.
There were only a few onlookers on the ground who could see this clearly, and Ye Mingzhu was one of them. "Is that a weapon made by a human cultivator? It can actually use poison to restrain Blood Shadow's strength. The demonic aura is clearly much weaker, but they can fight on equal footing. This North Moon is really impressive. "
As for the others, they only felt a strong gust of wind sweeping down from the sky. They saw two light figures flashing in the sky, sometimes intersecting, sometimes separating. It was too much for the eyes to take in. After staring for a long time, one would actually feel dizzy.
The explosive sound of the air breaking was like thunder, causing a strong gust of wind to brew into a black storm, sweeping across the canyon. The sound of the wind became more and more intense.
At this moment, a sharp sound that was as thin as a thread pierced through the wind and clearly entered everyone's ears.
Ye Mingzhu's expression changed as she said, "Circulate your energy to protect your ears!"
In the sky, Li Qingshan chopped down with his saber. Blood Shadow's head turned behind him, facing Li Qingshan. His mouth opened to an unbelievable degree, and his originally handsome face twisted into a malevolent expression. Horrifying sound waves were emitted from his mouth and nose.
Li Qingshan only felt a buzzing sound in his head. Then, his Wind God Wings shattered, and he was pushed by an invisible force, crashing into the mountain rocks.
Blood Shadow rapidly approached, and the sound waves were endless. The rocks around Li Qingshan shattered, and a huge pit appeared. Li Qingshan was continuously pressed into the bottom of the pit.
Li Qingshan's head felt like it had turned into a pile of mush. However, Li Qingshan laughed sinisterly and let out a deafening tiger roar.
The two sound waves met in the gorge, clashing and overlapping, surging back and forth. They passed through the stone beams, which slowly collapsed and fell down.
However, the daemon qi in Li Qingshan's body was rapidly depleted. He could no longer maintain the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell. Blood Shadow saw through this as well. He turned around quickly and turned into a scarlet tornado. With his claws as the tip, he tore through the air. After fighting for so long, he still had enough daemon qi, but his stamina was running out. He wanted to claim Li Qingshan's life in a single strike.
Faced with such a killing intent, Li Qingshan only gripped the Blade of the Drinking Poisonfeather in a reverse grip calmly and leapt up.
The blade landed on the tornado, but it was actually deflected. Blood Shadow's sharp claws turned rapidly and stabbed into Li Qingshan's skin.
"Die!" Blood Shadow's miserable howl rang out from the scarlet tornado.
"Poisonfeather Dance." The Blade of the Drinking Poisonfeather in Li Qingshan's hand suddenly blossomed. Like a bird spreading its wings, it fluttered in the darkness. The purplish-green feathers were extremely resplendent.
Blood splattered! (To be continued)! ~!
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