"Bang!"
Du Huaishang was once again thrown to the ground from mid-air, creating a large crater. His chest was sunken, his ribs were all broken, and his blood was sealed in ice without any leakage.
He struggled to get up again, but the black gas penetrated his body, corroding his flesh and binding his body, making it difficult for him to fly or even stand.
In a short span of two or three moves, his injuries had actually reached such a serious state!
The gap between him and Zuo Hanfeng was so huge!
After punching Du Huaishang away, Zuo Hanfeng didn't even look at him. His keen intuition as an Earth Rank master told him that danger was surfacing and convinced him that Du Huaishang couldn't move for a while.
His dark green eyes glanced at Mengqi and the others. He raised his right hand, which was glowing blue, and was about to hit them.
If nothing went wrong, he believed that this hit would kill all the mosquitoes.
Seeing Du Huaishang fall to the ground, Ruan Yushu's expression froze. Without thinking, she bit the tip of her tongue and spat out the blood essence on the Phoenix-perching Zither.
A real blow from an Exterior master was enough to kill her companions without protective secret treasures. If she didn't stop Zuo Hanfeng, few would survive except for herself, who had the Blue Sky Talisman!
She played the zither with both hands, and the sound of a phoenix tore through the clouds and shook the darkness. It seemed to come from the Ninth Heaven and resounded in Zuo Hanfeng's Vital Spirit.
His Vital Spirit trembled, like a phoenix that had achieved enlightenment in ancient times hovering in the sky. Hundreds of birds sang softly, worshiping the sage, and the wonderful sound shook the soul.
After playing this tune, Ruan Yushu's face turned pale, but she was still able to support herself. Compared to the time in the Journey to the West, her strength had increased a lot.
Zuo Hanfeng's palm slowed down. Jiang Zhiwei, who had just defrosted the frozen body, jumped up and thrust her sword upward, activating her Precious Weapon, the Sunpiercing Rainbow!
The Sword Qi surged for a few miles, cutting through the black gas and going straight to the Ninth Heaven. The sword light was pure and condensed, containing the Dharma and Logos of heaven and earth, causing the light to condense, the darkness of the surrounding area, and the darkness of everything.
The dimness served as a foil to the brightness of the sword light. It had no self and no form, and everything had been assimilated into the Sword Qi.
This was one of the variations of "Anatta Sword", which integrated the sword theory and power into the Precious Weapon's Sword Qi. It could be used to attack from a distance, but it consumed more spirit, True Qi, and physical strength than before. Jiang Zhiwei, who had already been injured after fighting for a while, had to operate a secret method and burn her Essence Blood.
Once this sword was unleashed, it would forget itself and forget everything else. There would only be this sword in its heart. There would no longer be any clouds in its eyes, and it would be free of all restraints.
The Sword Qi burst forth, carrying the heavens, cutting through the clouds and dispersing the black light. It arrived in front of Zuo Hanfeng, who had slowed down slightly, and went straight for the mid-brows.
But compared to the time when he had encountered the "Boundless Dragon Roar", Zuo Hanfeng's strength had improved by more than one level. He slightly restrained his mind and got rid of the influence of the "Phoenix Cries in the Ninth Heaven". He bent his right hand and pointed out. The blue and black intertwined on his fingertips were both cold and evil.
Strangely enough, this casual flick of his finger happened to hit the tip of the sword.
Dang!
The sound of gold and iron colliding rang out. The Sword Qi surged through the sky and immediately froze, turning into falling snow.
Jiang Zhiwei landed on her feet and took a few steps back. Her right hand was bent abnormally, and the bones were broken. She had to use her left hand.
Even though she had taken the initiative and seized the opportunity, the strength of a normal Exterior still hurt her badly.
Zuo Hanfeng's right hand was "wearing" a claw-like Precious Weapon, but there was no wound on it. There seemed to be Sword Qi in his eyes, and it took him a while to get rid of it.
But even so, it was only a minor injury.
The gap of a big realm was not a joke! Even the descendants of gods and devils who practiced the power of blood were slightly weaker than the Exterior of the same level!
"You actually hurt me a little and killed Mr. Yin? I'll definitely tear you into pieces! " After practicing that cruel secret method, Zuo Hanfeng's temper became violent, and he lost his former shrewdness and calmness.
Just as he was about to destroy the courtyard and the people nearby, he suddenly had a premonition of extreme danger. He wanted to avoid it, but he already felt his vitality fading away and his Vital Spirit escaping!
Mengqi's face was solemn. He held an ancient bronze mirror in his left hand and shone it on the dark side of Zuo Hanfeng. It absorbed vitality and devoured souls, and was full of the meaning of death.
"Yin-Yang Mirror"!
The Yin side shines death, while the Yang side shines life. It was a Taoist magic weapon of the Heavenly Weapon level. If it was the original version, it could kill any Dharmakaya master!
Zuo Hanfeng's vision darkened, and his Vital Spirit and vitality flowed uncontrollably toward the Yin-Yang Mirror.
He knew it was not good. If he continued, he would die here. So he forcibly stimulated his own blood. The world behind him shook, and Dharma and Logos appeared, condensing into a dark blue Hornless Dragon. Different from other Hornless Dragons, it had two dark bulges on its forehead, and its scales looked heavy.
This was Zuo Hanfeng's "Form of the Hornless Dragon", one of the top bloodlines. It could suppress the "Grand Sun Golden Crow" below the third grade of the Earth Rank.
Of course, the "Grand Sun Golden Crow", which was comparable to the "Form of the Real Dragon", would become more and more tyrannical, suppressing many other Dharma Forms. That was why Du Huaishang was called "Subduing Heavenly King".
This slightly solid Hornless Dragon replaced his Vital Spirit with a sky full of snowflakes and went straight into the Yin-Yang Mirror.
Zuo Hanfeng was ruthless enough to cut off his arm to survive!
The "Form of the Hornless Dragon" went into the Yin-Yang Mirror. Cracks appeared on the surface of the mirror, emitting a dark blue light.
"Crack!" The imitation of the Yin-Yang Mirror was broken, and the Hornless Dragon was completely obliterated.
Zuo Hanfeng's breath dropped sharply. From the strength of close to the sixth grade of the Earth Rank, he felt like he had just entered the Earth Rank. His Vital Spirit was shaken, and his eyes were dazed.
The horror of the secret treasure was evident!
However, Mengqi had also consumed a lot of energy. He thought that if he were to use the original version, he would need to reach the third heaven of the Exterior before he could use it. Every time he used it, he would consume as much energy as he used his Precious Weapon and Dharmakaya moves.
Seeing Zuo Hanfeng fall, Zhao Heng's pupils contracted. He suddenly jumped up and slashed with his sword.
This was the chance he had been waiting for!
The sword looked ordinary, but the moment it was slashed, it shook the heavens and the earth. All the attention seemed to be on Zhao Heng, making him the ruler of this area, the supreme emperor.
As the sword slashed down, the evil black gas naturally turned into the force of Yang, adding inch by inch to Zuo Hanfeng's body.
Zuo Hanfeng came to his senses in time. He moved ten feet to the side and took Zhao Heng's sword with his left shoulder.
Without a sound, his left arm fell. The black gas rolled and bounced Zhao Heng away.
For some reason, Meng Qi thought of Gao Lan's God's Fist of Heaven's Substitute when he saw this sword. Could this be the imperial swordsmanship created by the combination of the "Eight Strokes of Heaven" and the Emperor's Sword?
Zhao Heng, who had reached the Oneness of Heaven and Men realm, was bounced away by the black gas. His mouth and nose were bleeding, but his injury was not serious. After all, it was a natural shock.
He breathed in the Vital Qi of Heaven and Earth through his pores, quickly recovering his genuine Qi and spirit. However, the battle with Yin Lenghui was also difficult and consumed a lot of energy. He had used a secret method before, so his combat strength could not be maintained for long.
Losing an arm, Zuo Hanfeng let out a deafening roar, as if he wanted to tear his enemy apart. The roar made Mengqi dizzy, as if ten thousand lions were roaring in his ears.
But as soon as Zuo Hanfeng moved to avoid the world-shocking sword, the "Hornless Cold Centipede" pounced on him. Wherever the centipede passed, layers of crystal clear ice appeared, both cold and dreamy.
Although he had the bloodline of the Hornless Dragon, the condensed Dharma Form had been lost, so Zuo Hanfeng could not take Qi Zhengyan's Exterior-level sword strike with the Dragon Stripe Golden Sword lightly.
Layers of ice walls condensed on the surface of his body. Even if the ice did not penetrate into his flesh and Vital Spirit, it slowed his movements and prevented him from attacking.
Mengqi calmed down and directly ran the Sacrifice Formula. Then, he simulated the Purple Thunder Force and used it to activate the Precious Weapon, pushing the "Five Thunder Bombardment of Sky".
He leaped high, half a body higher than the falling Zuo Hanfeng. Using the strength of his waist and abdomen to drive his body, he roared and suddenly chopped down.
"Kill!"
With the improvement of the "Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture", the level of the Thunder Roar had increased a lot. This roar was like a thunderbolt, making Zuo Hanfeng's Vital Spirit buzz.
The long saber chopped down like a whip. The five forces were indistinguishable and integrated into one, advancing wave after wave.
Dark clouds gathered and thunder roared. The green thunder intertwined and turned into one after another Sky Thunder to guide the long saber.
The purple thunder rendered the Thunder Punishment descending from the sky. It was so frightening that Jiang Shenghong, who was flying over, subconsciously stopped.
"Rumble …"
The five loud noises seemed to merge into one, shaking Jiang Shenghong's whole body. The wind around him collapsed and he sank a little before stabilizing.
Holding the Heaven Inflicted Pain in his hand, Mengqi felt the long saber was first met with great resistance. Then, with the help of the Thunder Punishment, he directly cut Zuo Hanfeng into two pieces.
The Saber Qi shot in all directions and the green thunder was like clouds, completely enveloping Zuo Hanfeng and cutting him into pieces of charred flesh.
It was not until then that the rain fell to the ground, like white lines, stirring up mist and moistening the parched earth.
As soon as Mengqi's feet touched the ground, his eyes suddenly froze. The pieces of flesh on the ground began to wriggle and quickly condensed into a lump, whipping the blue-eyed, green-bearded Zuo Hanfeng.
"Even this didn't kill him?"
"Is this the effect of the Ancestor's strange Dharma Access?"
Zuo Hanfeng's breath was much weaker, but it was still oppressive. The blood in his eyes gained the upper hand. He roared,
"Everyone must die!"
Seeing that he seemed to have lost his mind, Jiang Shenghong quietly retreated.
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