The power of the sword's edge is directly proportional to the user's demonic power.
When Du Kang was still a low-level monk, he needed two swords with all his strength to cut off his Qingluo cover. But after he became a mid-level monk, and after the demon power transformed, the sword light of the swordsmanship could easily cut off the eight-clawed tentacles of the big demon.
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But it couldn't cut through the two hammers condensed with flames in Ding Chou's hands.
Clang!
Bits of blue flame debris flew away, and Ding Chou was knocked away by Du Kang's small body with a knife.
But the thin layer of flame feathers provided inexplicable power to Ding Chou in the water. The body that was knocked away quickly stagnated in the water, and then accelerated and rushed forward again.
"One inch long, one inch strong, Old Man Ding, you are too short."
"No, you are too big. This kind of weapon is just right for me."
Ding Chou was not surprised that Du Kang knew his name. He dared to sneak into the workshop and commit crimes. How could he not know the name of his workshop supervisor?
With a vertical slash of the sword, Ding Chou, who had just approached Du Kang's huge body, did not block it as before. Instead, he swung his body like a fish in the water and let the sword pass.
The fire hammer in his hand struck hard on the sword light that crossed his side, and the water and fire poured out. Although the light was dimmed by the power of Zhenhai, its blazing temperature still spread on the sword light.
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A fine clicking sound was heard, and centered on the striking point of the fire hammer, dense cracks appeared on the silver sword light formed by the convergence of demonic power, and traces of water and ghostly fire spread wantonly in the cracks.
Then, the bright and clean sword light really shattered like a mirror.
At this time, when Du Kang's old strength was exhausted and new strength was yet to emerge, Ding Chou dragged his tail flames behind him and swung his legs like a fish's tail, like a mermaid with white hair, white beard, and muscular muscles.
It hit Du Kang's chest.
"One inch short, one inch dangerous. Such a big body is too bulky. It will be smashed into a discus by my fire hammer with countless irons."
The two hammers hit Du Kang's chest. Once hit, the raging firepower would be hammered into Du Kang's body, and the flames erupting from the inside would at least melt his entire chest.
One person was worried that reinforcements from the Sheng family would arrive at any time, and the other was worried about the non-existent support from the other side. Both of them had their own thoughts and wanted to end the battle as soon as possible. As soon as they fought, they only tested a few moves against each other before they both killed each other.
Phew! Phew—
A golden spike penetrated Ding Chou's lower abdomen, and red-gold blood spurted out from the wound. As soon as it left the body, a piece of seawater boiled, and the vaporized seawater turned into dense bubbles and floated upward.
The golden spikes piercing out of Du Kang's chest were melted and deformed by the high temperature inside and outside Ding Chou's body. The original plan of letting the spikes bloom all over the opponent's body was difficult to implement.
During this time when Ding Chou was injured, the light of the sword that had re-expanded on the sword line had already returned to slash at him. It seemed that the fight would last only a moment, and life or death, victory or defeat, would be decided by two points.
A giant golden-red dragon rushed out from Ding Chou's face. The moment the giant dragon appeared, an extremely high temperature spread on the bottom of the sea, and the seawater tens of feet around it boiled.
It's really boiling!
Du Kang felt like he had fallen into a boiling kettle. The temperature higher than the underground lava vaporized the sea water, making his golden metal body red. The spikes that originally pierced Ding Chou's body had already evaporated into a stream of gas.
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The residual heat of the fire dragon was so powerful, but the main body of the fire dragon followed closely behind, adjusting its direction and rushing straight towards Du Kang.
At this critical moment, a black iron escaper stood in front of Du Kang. His three-foot-tall body quickly returned to its normal size, and the demonic power in his body was crazily poured into the shield. His whole body was curled up and emitting a dark light.
The card shows a roaring iron lion behind a shield.
The fire dragon's red-gold flame body passed through Du Kang's body, burning the eight-clawed tentacles behind him that were trying to rob him into soft charcoal, and then wandered around in the water again before piercing Ding Chou's body again.
When all the bubbles erupted from the fire dragon floated away from the water, the underwater scene was revealed before our eyes.
Du Kang's whole body was burned into a golden red, and most of his body melted like a candle. A dark red shield turned into a puddle of molten iron because of the hand holding it, and fell casually into the scalding sea water;
Not far away, Ding Chou, who had been penetrated by the fire dragon, was also burned all over, with all his hair and beard missing. He was trying his best to cover his mouth and nose with a layer of water and fire, so that he could continue to breathe underwater;
Further away, the eight claws were roaring and rolling in pain, because the fire dragon burned off a full third of his tentacles. Different from when it was cut off by Du Kang, it felt that there was fire poison running through the body at this moment, and it was expected that the tentacles would be
recovery will also be extremely slow;
"Old man Ding, this move of yours doesn't look like it's for attack. You didn't choose a magic promotion just now, did you? Did you succeed or fail?"
Du Kang still remembers Ding Chou's spell information. He has three kinds of spiritual fire: Red Earth Fire, Bing Ding Fire, and Shuiyou Fire. The fire dragon that just appeared should be the fifth level of Red Earth Fire, but the previous one burned the sky and boiled the sea.
The terrifying scene is not like the power that spiritual fire should have in its normal state.
"Of course it didn't work. If it did, would it be like this now? It's a pity that I lost the decades of nurturing and raising the red earth inflammation species, and I was close to death."
The watery fire gradually spread from the mouth and nose to the whole body, the red and white bubbles were covered by the faint blue, and the fire hammer condensed in Ding Chou's hands again.
"But if I can keep you, everything is worth it."
With his knees slightly bent, he pushed hard on the rock he was standing on. Ding Chou floated towards Du Kang, and hit the half-melted Du Kang with a pair of fire hammers.
Gray-black smoke emerged between the two people, and more than a dozen sword lights shrouded Ding Chou. The dense sword net just separated the two people.
Sensing the fatal threat from the sword light, Ding Chou, whose body-protecting flames were no longer thick, could only sigh in his heart, smash the fire hammer on the sword net, turn over and retreat amid the gorgeous blue sparks.
Sixteen shadow warriors holding swords stood in a ring, surrounding Du Kang's lifeless body in the middle.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "If I had known this situation, I would have brought the red-faced boy over. With him here, there is no way he would have been burned so badly by the spiritual fire. Still.
I really almost got burned to death at the bottom of the sea.”
Regret swept through his heart, and the liquid metal that was difficult to control due to the high temperature slowly squirmed and stood up, turning into a golden-red humanoid creature wearing a Rakshasa mask.
The current body only has its shape. The metal under high temperature is like a ball of plasticine that will deform when touched. It is surprisingly soft.
He reached out and flicked his hand behind his head, and a wheel of purple and gold intertwined rotated in the vast water aura of the blue sea, extracting the water aura to nourish his fiery body.
"Old Man Ding, we are both in a lose-lose situation now, so why not let's stop here. If the fight continues, it's hard to say who will win, so how about we just let each other live?"
"I let you live, can the Sheng family let me live? You thought you gave me a choice, but in fact I had no choice at all."
"Then you are determined to fight to the death? I thought you were a smart man. Even if your Fire Dragon Qi Nourishing Technique has reached level 5, how could you, a monk who plays with fire, defeat me at the bottom of the sea? Let me leave the Sheng family and let you
Live a little longer, but you chose to die now."
Taking advantage of this opportunity to speak, Ba Zhao stretched out a tentacle in front of Ding Chou, and the golden red fire poison was extracted from its body, finally ending its continuous pain.
The eight claws that had lost their fire poison grew new tentacles again, at the cost of which the huge octopus head shrunk by a full circle, as if a slimming operation had been completed in an instant.
The battle situation once again became two against one.
In this short period of time, the red light on Du Kang's body also faded a lot, at least he no longer had to devote all his energy to maintaining the shape of his body.
Putting a bracelet on his wrist, Du Kang's ever-changing magic ape clothes flashed with golden light, canceling the blessing of the golden body in a flash of thought.
呲呲呲……
The metallic color faded from the body surface, and the moment the flesh-colored skin appeared, large pieces of burnt black skin were burned by the high temperature.
The pain on the surface of the body was nothing compared to the pain inside the body. Du Kang felt that his body had swallowed hot coals, and every inch of his bones, muscles and internal organs were groaning in pain...
When the golden body was completely transformed into flesh, all that was left standing there was a terrifying figure with a Rakshasa ghost face as facial bones, skin all over its body ulcerated, and exposed muscles covered with mucus and charred marks.
If it weren't for the support of the black Rakshasa bones in the body, Du Kang would have doubted whether this body would fall apart. On the metal body, there is only some high temperature that affects the combat power, but the effect on the flesh and blood body is so terrifying.
The terrifying power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Circle requires a high-strength physical support. A soft metal body under high temperature cannot meet this requirement. However, as long as there is a Rakshasa bone as a skeleton that is not inferior to the magic weapon in hardness, the Dragon Elephant can
The Prajna Circle can be activated.
"What I just told was the truth. I really wanted you and me to let each other live. But you didn't accept my kindness. After I tasted the pain of burning my body, you have no chance to regret it."
Du Kang's voice became hoarse, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing against each other, and the leaky windpipe gave his words the sound of flowing sea water.
As the battle progresses, Ding Chou has begun to doubt Du Kang's identity. The fight has obviously reached this point, but the opponent's coordinator has not yet shown up. Is he really a rogue cultivator?
Are you so bold that you dare to snatch the Sheng family's magic weapon all by yourself? Is it because you don't know how to write the word "death" or because you want to taste the feeling of life being worse than death?
Du Kang's speech could not shake Ding Chou's mind at all. Not only did he say that betraying the Sheng family was more terrifying than death, but more importantly, he did not believe that he would lose to a casual cultivator who had to piece together spells.
He knew very well what the casual cultivators in Bibohai were like. After all, there were only a few who could stand out among the casual cultivators. Even if this thief happened to learn a spell that could control the heavens and the earth and transform golden people.
He was burned like this by red earth inflammation, so he could only say a few bluffing words.
Ding Chou is an old man. If he was someone who could be frightened by a few words of bluff, he would not be arranged to be the steward of the workshop by the Sheng family.
"Don't waste your efforts. We have been away from the waterway for a stick of incense. Even if my subordinates take a detour, they will be here soon. You can neither defeat me nor escape."
The second level of healing ability of Buried Blade Technique was really insufficient when facing Du Kang's severe burns. He didn't recover much during the time he was talking. It could only prevent the injury from becoming more serious.
However, the powerful recovery ability of the three heads and six arms technique on the arms allowed Du Kang's muscles in both arms to be restored to their original state.
It's just for boxing. Two arms are enough!
There is no point in talking about it at the moment. The outer layer of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Circle, the incantation symbolizing boundless power, shines with an inconspicuous golden light. Du Kang hears his necrotic blood burned by the high temperature like a river rushing through his body, and his violently beating heart makes a dense sound ring out from the bottom of the sea.
of drums.
Traces of blood oozed from the muscles with missing skin, but more power was blessing his body, turning into boundless power that could be controlled in an inexplicable way.
Du Kang clenched his fists and stepped on the hot rocks and sand on the seabed to rush towards Ding Chou. He had to kill the opponent in the shortest possible time in order to escape today's crisis.
Otherwise, Du Kang could only use the Hidden Abyss Shrinking Talisman given by Tao Shiyu, which was also his main reason for daring to sneak into the workshop alone.
This talisman can be moved dozens of miles directly after use. It is a treasure for escaping from desperate situations. With the current tense relationship with the Tao family, he can't get a second one. He still doesn't want to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.
The sixteen shadow warriors held swords and rushed towards Ba Zhao. In Ba Zhao's Zhenhai area, the shadow warriors' ghostly energy would be consumed several times faster.
It is actually the enemy that Du Kang wants to deal with first. As long as it dies and Escape can be used, Du Kang can advance to kill the enemy and retreat to escape.
Ding Chou secretly thought something was wrong when Du Kang's heart beat like a drum. Wouldn't the casual cultivator have a trump card this time?
But it was too late to retreat at this time. Du Kang stepped on the sand on the bottom of the sea as if he were walking on flat ground. The tyrannical force rushed out circles of water around his body, and in the blink of an eye he had already bullied Ding Chou.
Ding Chou could only grit his teeth and hold the hammer to face the fist in front of him.
boom!
There was a muffled sound of thunder at the bottom of the sea, and the power from the fist-hammer fight turned into a powerful shock wave in the water and spread outward, covering at least a hundred feet in the surrounding area.
The soil that had been ravaged by the fire dragon and had not completely settled was churning again. The eight-clawed body that was fighting with the shadow warrior not far away was also staggered by the rush, and was slashed several times more by the shadow warrior's concentrated fire.
When the fire hammer came into direct contact with Du Kang's black fist face bones, the watery fire that made up the fire hammer was instantly extinguished, and the flame feather coat on Ding Chou's body also disappeared instantly.
Ding Chou's wound, which had been temporarily stopped by red earth inflammation, spurted out a faint blue flame mixed with golden red blood. It took a long time to stop. He looked up at Du Kangdao in disbelief.
"How is this possible...you killed my water, fire, and fire!"
The power provided by the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Circle is related to the quality and quantity of the demonic power input. He has never used this medium-high-grade magic weapon with all his strength before. Even the blow that instantly consumed all the demonic power in Du Kang's body did not touch it.
The upper limit of the output.
A pair of small antlers sprouted from the forehead of Rakshasa Ghost Face. Du Kang's right hand, which was wearing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Circle, slowly pulled back to his side and charged out with force.
"It turns out that Spirit Fire can be beaten to death by brute force, so you should be able to take two more punches from me!"
"No, I won't lose. My support will be here soon. If you dare to kill someone from the Sheng family, the Sheng family will not let you go..."
Red-gold flames spurted out from the seven orifices of Ding Chou, who looked horrified, forming a thick shield between the two people. It was obviously different from the same golden-red red earth inflammation. This kind of flame did not have extreme high temperature, and the two colors of gold and red were full of yin and yang.
The smell that circulates must be Bingdinghuo.
"No, if you let me go, your life will be worse than death. I beat you to death to save you from the torture of the Sheng family. Come and receive my second punch."
Rumble!
With one punch, the golden antlers dimmed, and the fire shield followed in the footsteps of the fire hammer and was instantly extinguished. Ding Chou's nine orifices and wounds also spurted out the remaining fire after the death of Bing Ding fire, which penetrated the front.
The flames from the wounds on the chest and back were also mixed with large pieces of internal organs.
"No, I won't fight. You should leave quickly. People from the Sheng family will be here soon. If you stay here for a while, you will be in greater danger."
Ding Chou's internal organs were severely shattered, and seawater poured into his lungs from the wound that had lost the protection of the fire suit, but he still wanted to remind Du Kang to leave quickly through the Yin Shen's voice transmission.
The friendly tone made Du Kang think that the old man in front of him was the companion who had broken off his wife.
"No, I said, I want to save you."
A white jade horn emerged from the face of the black Rakshasa ghost, and continued to punch forward.
"Kill me, you will regret it."
Ignoring Ding Chou's desperate cry, his fist with exposed black bones met head-on with a small fire dragon that rushed out from Ding Chou's head.
At this time, Chi Diyan no longer had the astonishing momentum of burning the sky and boiling the sea just now. The fire dragon, which was only slightly thicker than Du Kang's arm, was punched by Du Kang and scattered into fireworks all over the sky. The high-temperature flame fragments evaporated in the nearby sea area, creating a continuous stream of hot bubbles.
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An index finger stretched out from his fist. The finger with burnt skin pierced the hot water and pierced the center of Ding Chou's eyebrows, causing his angry and frightened face to freeze forever.
The chain of five elements wandered out from the fingertips, piercing the boundary between the spirit and the body, locking the weak Yin Shen in the body, and a large demon refining bead contained Ding Chou and his soul.
At this moment, the third pair of horns snaked out from both sides of Du Kang's head, and the warm demon power flowed down the bones, nourishing the empty body together with the cold water aura absorbed by the Ruyi Purple Gold Wheel.
This was also one of the reasons why Du Kang was reluctant to use the Dragon Elephant Prajna Circle. In just three punches, the demonic power in his body was emptied three times.
It is a reckless man's idea to forcefully attack when he is in doubt. It is best to solve the problem with a few punches, but if he encounters a spell that cannot be solved with infinite strength, the complete exhaustion of his demonic power will turn him into a pig that can be slaughtered.
Du Kang turned around and looked at the eight claws that were indistinguishable from the shadow warrior. The shadow warrior immediately understood and left the battle, only surrounding the scarred octopus demon in a large circle.
Du Kang asked softly while playing with the demon refining bead in his hand.
"Ba Zhao, your companion is dead. Are you going to risk your life to drag me here, or are you going to let me go for the sake of your own life?"
There was a silent silence.
BaZhao stared at his huge red eyes and did not respond.
Just when Du Kang, who was anxious in his heart, thought that there was going to be another fight, an invisible wave spread from Ba Zhao's body, which was a few sizes smaller due to the battle, and silently swept across the sea area.
Du Kang immediately felt that Dahai's suppression of the external operation of spiritual power had completely disappeared, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face covered with rotten flesh.
"You are a monster who knows the current affairs. You are much stronger than Ding Chou, who lived his whole life in vain. I hope you can live longer in the Sheng family."
Du Kang stretched out his hands flatly, and an invisible passage seemed to be opened between his hands. The surrounding sediment and seawater poured into it crazily, and Du Kang began to sweep along the sea area where he moved after turning into flesh and blood.
Thousands of miles away in Wuyun Ridge, Crow Taoist fluttered his wings and flew over Wuyun Palace. Wherever he passed, he dropped a piece of early spring cold rain with the smell of sea.
It wasn't until a full foot of sand had been scraped off the bottom of the sea, and all the dirty water caused by the battle had been taken away by the stomach pouch, and it was confirmed that no body fluids or body tissues were left behind on the bottom of the sea, that Du Kang stopped what he was doing.
In the yellow light, Du Kang was eager to escape into the sand on the bottom of the sea, and the shadow warriors surrounding Ba Zhao then turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared into the sea water.