The sharp power of swords and swords is proportional to the user's demonic power.

When Du Kang was still a low-level monk, he needed two swords to cut off his Qingluo cover, but he became a mid-level monk. After the transformation of demon power, the sword light of the sword move could easily cut off the tentacles of the big demon's eight claws.

But it couldn't cut the double hammers condensed by the flames in Ding Chou's hands.

clang!

The dark blue flame fragments flew away, and Ding Chou's small body, which was relatively small, was knocked away by a knife.

But the thin layer of flame feathered clothes provided inexplicable power to Ding Chou in the water. His body, which was knocked away, quickly stopped in the water, and then accelerated and rushed back again.

"One inch long, one inch strong, Old Man Ding, you are too short."

"No, you are too big. Such a weapon is just right for me."

Ding Chou was not surprised that Du Kang knew his name. He dared to sneak into the workshop to commit a crime. How could he not know the name of his prison?

With a sword, Ding Chou, who had just approached Du Kang's huge body, did not handle it as hard as before, but instead swung his body in the water like a swimming fish, and then he passed the knife.

The fire hammer in his hand hit hard on the knife light that streaked over his side, and the water and fire poured out. Although the light was dimly suppressed by Zhenhai's power, its hot temperature still spread on the knife light.

A fine crack sounded, with the cracks at the point where the fire hammer was hit as the center, dense cracks appeared on the silver sword light formed by the gathering of demonic power, and the traces of water and fire spread wildly in the cracks.

Then, the light of the knife as smooth as a mirror really shattered like a mirror.

At this time, Du Kang's old strength had been exhausted and the new strength had not yet emerged. Ding Chou dragged the shallow tail flame behind him and swung his legs like a fish tail, like a white-haired and white bearded and tangled muscles, which bewitched Du Kang's chest.

"One inch short, one inch dangerous. Such a big body is too bulky. I'm hitting my countless fire hammers into an iron discus."

The two hammers hit Du Kang's chest. Once hit, the surging firepower would be hammered into Du Kang's body. The flames bursting from the inside could at least melt his entire chest.

One was worried that the reinforcements from the Sheng family would come at any time, and the other was worried that the other party would not have any response. Both of them had their own thoughts and wanted to end the battle as soon as possible. As soon as they fought, they only tried each other for a few moves and they both used the killer.

Puchi! Puchi—

A golden spike penetrated Ding Chou's lower abdomen, and red and golden blood sprayed out from the wound. As soon as it left the body, a piece of sea water was boiled. The vaporized sea water turned into dense bubbles and floated upwards.

The golden spikes pierced from Du Kang's chest were burned by the high temperature inside and outside Ding Chou's body and melted and deformed a little out of control. The original plan to make the spikes bloom everywhere in the other party's body was difficult to implement.

At this time when Ding Chou was injured, the light of the sword extending again on the sword was already coming back to him. It was only a moment before the fight was fought, and life and death were about to win and lose two points.

A golden-red dragon rushed out from Ding Chou's face. The moment the dragon appeared, an extreme high temperature spread over the seabed, and dozens of feet of sea water around it was boiling.

It's really boiling!

Du Kang felt that he had fallen into a boiling kettle, and the temperature higher than the underground lava vaporized the sea water, making his golden metal body red, and the spikes that had originally pierced into Ding Chou's body had already evaporated into a gas.

The residual heat of the fire dragon is so powerful, but the main body of the fire dragon follows closely, adjusting the direction and pounces straight towards Du Kang.

At this critical moment, a black iron escape blocked Du Kang. His three-meter-high body quickly recovered to normal size, instilling all the demonic power into the shield, and he curled up behind a shield emitting dark light, with a roaring iron lion on the face of the card.

The fire dragon's red and golden flame body passed through Du Kang, burning several eight-claw tentacles behind him that he wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob him into soft coke, wandering around in the water again before piercing back into Ding Chou's body.

Only when the bubbles that the fire dragon evaporated all floated away from the water surface were the underwater scenes revealed in front of us.

Du Kang, whose whole body was burned into gold, melted most of his body like a candle. A dark red shield had turned into a pool of iron because his hands holding it, and fell randomly into the hot sea water;

Not far away, Ding Chou, who had entered his body, was also burned with bubbles all over his body, and his hair and beard were all lost. He was covering his mouth and nose with all his strength, so that he could continue to breathe under the water;

Further away, the eight-claw was roaring and rolling in pain, because the fire dragon burned out his tentacles of one-third of his length. Unlike when he was cut off by Du Kang, it felt that the fire poison was moving in its body at this moment, and it was expected that the recovery of the tentacles would become extremely slow in the future;

"Old man Ding, your move doesn't seem to be an attack. You didn't choose to promote spells just now, are you? Have you succeeded or failed?"

Du Kang still remembers Ding Chou's magic information. He has three spiritual fires: red earth flame, Bing Ding Fire, and Water Youhuo. The fire dragon that just appeared should have reached the fifth level of red earth flame, but the previous terrifying scene of burning the sky and boiling the sea was not like the power that the normal state of spiritual fire should have.

"Of course I haven't succeeded. Will it still be like this now if I succeeded? Unfortunately, I have been pregnant for decades and have been almost mourning."

The water and fire gradually spread from the mouth and nose to the whole body. The red and white blisters were covered by the dark blue, and the fire hammer condensed in Ding Chou's hands again.

"But it's worth it to keep you."

He bent his knees slightly and kicked hard on the standing reef. Ding Chou floated towards Du Kang, and a pair of fire hammers smashed heavily toward the semi-melt Du Kang.

Gray-black smoke emerged between the two, and more than a dozen sword lights enveloped Ding Chou, and the dense sword net just separated the two.

Ding Chou, who noticed the fatal threat on the sword light and the flames of protecting his body were no longer thick, could only sigh in his heart, smash the fire hammer on the sword net, and turned over and retreated in the gorgeous blue Mars.

Sixteen sword-holding shadow warriors stood in a ring, surrounding Du Kang's immortal body in the middle.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "If I had known this was the situation, I would have brought the red-faced boy here. With it, I would have said that nothing would be burned so badly by the spirit fire. I was almost burned to death at the bottom of the sea."

The heart swept over the regret, and the liquid metal, which was somewhat difficult to control due to the high temperature, slowly squirmed and stood up, turning into a golden-red humanoid creature wearing a Rakshasa mask.

Now the body is just in its shape. The metal in high temperature will deform like a ball of plasticine when touched, and it is amazingly soft.

He stretched out his hand and whipped the back of his head. A wheel of purple and gold intertwined colors turned around in the vast water aura of the blue waves and sea, extracting water aura to nourish his hot body.

"Old man Ding, we are now in a situation where both sides suffer losses, so why not stop. If we continue to fight, it is hard to say who will win. Just think that you and I will give each other a way out?"

"I will let you have a way of life. Can the Sheng family let me have a way of life? You think you gave me a choice, but in fact I have no choice at all."

"That's all the time to die? I thought you were a smart person. Even if your Fire Dragon Qi-raising Method has reached Level 5, how could you, a cultivator who plays with fire, beat me at the bottom of the sea? Let me go to Sheng's family and let you live for a while, but you chose to die now."

Taking advantage of this opportunity to speak, Eight Claws stretched a tentacle in front of Ding Chou, and golden and red fire poisons were pulled out of its body, finally ending its continuous pain.

The eight claws, whose fire poison had gone away, grew new tentacles again, and the price was that the huge octopus head was shrunk completely, as if it had completed a slimming operation in an instant.

The battle situation once again became two to one.

In this moment, the red light on Du Kang's body also faded a lot, at least he didn't have to devote all his energy to maintaining his body shape.

Putting a bracelet on your wrist, a golden light flashed on Du Kang's ever-changing demon ape's clothes, and the blessing of the golden body was cancelled in his thoughts.

Hesit...

The color of the metal fades from the body surface, and the flesh-colored skin instantly appears and is burned by large pieces of burnt black with high temperatures.

The pain on the body is still not worth mentioning in the body. Du Kang felt that his body was swallowing charcoal, and every inch of his bones, muscles and internal organs were moaning in pain...

When the golden body was completely transformed into a body, only a Rakshasa ghost face was left as a facial bone, the skin was ulcerated, and the exposed muscles were covered with mucus and charred traces.

If it weren't for the support of the dark Rakshasa bones in the body, Du Kang would have doubted whether this body would fall apart. On the metal body, it only had a high temperature that affected the combat power, and it was so terrifying to act on the flesh and blood.

The terrifying power blessing of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Circle requires a high-strength physical support. The soft metal body at high temperature cannot meet this requirement, but as long as there is a Rakshasa bone that is not inferior to the divine weapon as the skeleton, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Circle can be activated.

"What I just said is the truth. I do want you and I to let each other go. But you did not accept my kindness. After I tasted the pain of burning fire, you no longer have the chance to regret it."

Du Kang's voice became hoarse, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing, and the air-leaked ventilated made the words with the sound of sea water flowing.

Until this battle has gone on, Ding Chou has begun to doubt Du Kang's identity. He has obviously reached this point and the opponent's supporters have not yet appeared. He is really a casual cultivator, right?

He is so bold that he dares to rob the Sheng family's magic weapon alone. Do you not know how to write the word "death", or do you want to taste the taste of life being worse than death?

Du Kang's speech could not shake Ding Chou's mind at all. Not to mention betraying the Sheng family is more terrifying than death. More importantly, he did not believe that he would lose to a random cultivator who needed to piece together spells.

He knew very well what Bi Bohai’s casual cultivator looked like. After all, there were only a few who could make a name for themselves. Even if this thief learned a magic spell that could magic the world and change the golden man by chance.

If you were burned to this state by the red earth flame, you can only say a few terrifying words.

Ding Chou is a man of a mature spirit. If he is a person who is scared by bluffing and saying a few words, he will not be arranged by the Sheng family as a manager in the workshop.

"Don't waste your energy. We have a stick of incense left the waterway. Even if my subordinates detour, they are about to arrive here. You can't beat me or escape."

The second level of the healing ability of the Burning Blade Technique is really difficult to face Du Kang's severe burns, and he has not recovered much during his speech, so he can only prevent the injury from developing more severely.

However, the three-headed and six-arm technique has made Du Kang's muscles generally recover as before.

But it's just boxing. Two arms are enough!

It is useless to say more now. The outer layer of the dragon elephant Prajna circle, the mantra symbolizing boundless power, lit up an inconspicuous golden light. Du Kang heard his blood burned by the high temperature rushing in his body like a river, and his violently beating heart made the seabed with dense drums.

A trace of blood oozed out of the muscles that were missing from the skin, but more power was to bless him, turning into a boundless power that could be dominated in an indescribable way.

Du Kang clenched his fists and rushed towards Ding Chou on the hot reefs and sand at the bottom of the sea. He had to kill the other party in the shortest time to escape today's crisis.

Otherwise, Du Kang would have to use the Qianyuan Shrinking Talisman given by Tao Shiyu, which was also the main reliance for him to sneak into the workshop alone.

This talisman that can be moved directly for dozens of miles after use, but it is a treasure that escapes from desperate situations. He cannot get the second one because of his rigid relationship with the Tao family. He still doesn't want to use it unless he has no choice.

Sixteen Shadow Warriors rushed towards the Eight Claws with their swords. In the Eight Claws' Sea Zhenhai Realm, the Shadow Warrior's Nether Qi will be consumed at several times the speed.

It is actually the enemy that Du Kang needs to solve first. As long as it dies and can expose it to escape, Du Kang can advance and kill the enemy, and retreat and run away.

Ding Chou thought it was not good when Du Kang's heart was beating a drum. Isn't it good to have a trump card this time, right?

But it was too late to retreat at this time. Du Kang stepped on the mud and sand at the seabed as if walking on flat ground. The powerful force rushed out circles of water around his body, and in a blink of an eye it was approaching Ding Chou.

Ding Chou could only grit his teeth and face the fist in front of him with a hammer.

boom!

The sound of muffled thunder sounded at the bottom of the sea, and the power of the fists and hammers scattered in the water turned into a circle of powerful shock waves and spread outward, covering at least a hundred feet around.

The soil that had been ravaged by the fire dragon once and had not yet completely settled tumbling again. Not far away, the eight-clawed body that was fighting fiercely with Shadow Warrior was also staggered, and Shadow Warrior caught fire and cut off a few more swords.

The fire hammer that was in contact with Du Kang's black fist bones, the water fire that formed the fire hammer was extinguished instantly, and the flame feathered clothes on Ding Chou's body disappeared instantly.

Ding Chou's wound, which was burned by the red earth flame, temporarily stopped bleeding, a dark blue flame mixed with golden and red blood shot out. It took him a long time to stop. He looked up at Du Kang in disbelief and said.

"How is this possible...you beat my water and fire seed to death!"

The power provided by the Dragon Elephant Prajna Circle is related to the quality and quantity of the input demon power. He has never activated this medium- and high-quality magic weapon with all his strength before. Even though he had consumed all the demon power in Du Kang's body, he did not touch its output limit.

A pair of small antlers grew from the forehead of the Rakshasa ghost face. Du Kang's right hand wearing the dragon elephant Prajna circle slowly pulled back to his side and accumulated strength to shoot it out.
To be continued...