78: If you can sustain one move, your strength is acceptable
"Sima Protector."
Dongfang Yao endured the shock and confusion, stepped hard and instantly rose into the air, letting out an ear-splitting roar: "Zuo Chongming, you won't survive today."
"By you?"
Zuo Chongming narrowed his eyes and sneered, then his thoughts moved slightly.
Accompanied by the clanging sound of friction, blood lines stretched and swung, deftly rolling up the surrounding weapons and slashing towards Dongfang Yao like breaking bamboo.
"Blood energy control...is it so terrifying?"
Seeing this scene, Dongfang Yao felt a chill in the back of his head, and immediately urged his energy and blood to pour into the weapon: "Even so, what can you do to me?"
A buzzing sound suddenly sounded, and the sword light flashed out for half a foot. He slashed several swords in a flash, shattering all the encircling weapons...
"Everyone, listen to your orders."
Zuo Chongming took out the Evil-Breaking Sword from his spiritual ring and shouted: "I will deal with these two people, while the rest will surround and suppress the remnants of the Liansheng Sect."
Before he finished speaking, the afterimage flickered.
He appeared next to Dongfang Yao like a ghost, his blood energy gathered in his palm, and he suddenly made a ten thousand-character palm print, covering his heavenly spirit like a mountain.
"Don't even think about it."
Dongfang Yao shook the surrounding weapons, the sword roared menacingly, and the swords combined to forcefully break through the palm prints, stabbing towards the enemy with unabated force.
Pfft….
The sword's edge cut into Zuo Chongming's neck with force, but the feedback felt like air.
The afterimage of the separated body and head disappeared with the strong wind, leaving only a playful chuckle: "You still have three breaths."
"Afterimage?"
Dongfang Yao's eyes suddenly bulged, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he scanned the surroundings vigilantly.
Now he has long lost the pride and confidence he had before.
Zuo Chongming's sudden outburst made him feel an unprecedented pressure, no, it could even be said...a sense of despair.
Because Young Castle Master Lian Qing is also in the early stage of the Blood Coagulation Realm.
How could he not make a single move in front of Zuo Chongming who was in the same realm?
"At this."
Dongfang Yao whirled back and slashed out two swords. The two crescent sword lights intertwined and instantly tore Zuo Chongming into pieces. This was obviously an afterimage.
Seven Star Sword Code, Second Style Tianxuan.
Star lines appeared out of thin air and intertwined into a sword net to cover him.
The endless sword light was like a torrential downpour, swallowing him up in an instant.
bass…….
There were long sword chants, and Zuo Chongming fell to the ground and sheathed his sword.
The sword energy collapsed in mid-air, and Dongfang Yao didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
"Can hold up one move."
Zuo Chongming came to Dongfang Yao, whose clothes were torn and covered with wounds, as if he had been chopped into pieces by Ling Chi Wan. He said lightly: "The strength is acceptable."
Dongfang Yao tried his best to open his eyes, looking at him as if he were looking at a monster: "Pfft...ahem..."
"The injury is so severe, don't hold on."
Zuo Chongming flicked out a bunch of blood threads with his fingers, circled around his fingers, and then shrank suddenly.
Accompanied by Dongfang Yao's shrill screams, his ring finger was cut off and a spiritual ring hooked on the blood line fell into Zuo Chongming's hand.
"Dog thief!!"
A fierce gust of wind came through the air, and Protector Sima glared at him angrily, gritting his teeth and roared: "Let the Holy Son go, and I will spare your life."
Only then did Hui Hai and others come back to their senses, and vaguely remembered what Zuo Chongming had just said - you still have three breaths left.
In other words, excluding the nonsense just now, Dongfang Yao, the holy son of the Lotus Sect, could not last two breaths under Zuo Chongming's hands...
"You? Who do you think you are?"
Zuo Chongming raised his eyelids, and under the resentful gaze of Protector Sima, the sole of his shoe fell on Dongfang Yao's face, and he rubbed it hard.
"you……"
"Get out of here, or your Holy Son will..."
Protector Sima's face turned purple with anger and he was panting like an ox: "If you dare to kill him, you will die today."
"Death? Just you?"
Zuo Zhongming tilted his head to look at him and grinned: "Why do you have it? Why are you in the Guiyuan realm? Do you really think... I can't kill you?"
"You're only in the early stage of coagulation, but you still dare to say arrogant things."
Although Protector Sima kept saying harsh words, he fell to the ground honestly.
When he saw the dense wounds on Dongfang Yao's body at close range, the fury in his heart finally couldn't be restrained, and his majestic anger directly exploded.
"A frog in a well looks at the sky and doesn't know what to say."
Protector Sima's true energy surged around his body, hunting like a strong wind, and let out a soul-stirring roar: "Let the Holy Son go, I can..."
Zuo Chongming took out a bottle of elixir from the spiritual ring, crushed it and sprinkled it on Dongfang Yao: "Xiao'er has a set of words, do you want to take the test?"
The elixir powder melted when it came into contact with blood and quickly penetrated along Dongfang Yao's wound.
Visible to the naked eye, Dongfang Yao's skin turned blue and the blood tended to turn black.
Protector Sima's expression changed again, and he gritted his teeth: "You still dare to poison me? Are you determined to kill me?"
“The fish is dead and the net is broken?”
The smile on Zuo Chongming's face faded, and he said coldly: "You are not new to the world, so it is impossible for you to be driven by me because of Dongfang Yao."
"And I can't believe your nonsense, let alone let go of the Holy Son. So you and I are bound to die, unless you turn around and run away."
Having said that, will Protector Sima escape?
He is a warrior in the Guiyuan Realm. If he runs away because of the threat from enemies in the Blood Coagulation Realm, he will never be able to hold his head high if word spreads in the future.
The more important reason is that the Holy Son Dongfang Yao is in the hands of Zuo Chongming. If he dares to turn around and leave, the Liansheng Sect will never be able to get around him.
Therefore, Protector Sima will not run away.
Therefore, there must be death between the two parties.
A moment of silence.
Protector Sima calmed down and his expression gradually became cold: "In that case, let me see how capable you are."
"Then you can see clearly."
Zuo Chongming grinned, and with skillful energy bursting out from his feet, he lifted Dongfang Yao to Hui Hai: "He can still hold on for a quarter of an hour, Sima Protector, don't hide your clumsiness."
"Amitabha."
The ear-piercing Buddha's chant suddenly sounded, and the phantom of King Fudo appeared, holding a four-foot sword of wisdom, wrapped in purple jade twin dragons, and his aura was as powerful as prison.
Having just wiped out all the middle and high-level officials in Lianyun Castle, he had indeed gained a lot of cultivation points, which was enough to push Fudo Mingou to level 5.
Huihai clearly noticed that this time the shadow of Fudo Myoō was more real and thick, as if it was a real statue of Fudo Myoō.
Is this...another breakthrough?
Hui Hai's heart couldn't help but feel a twinge of unspeakable cramping pain.
Fudo Mingwang Shen, Purple Jade Thunder Dragon, Gang Armor Technique, triple buffs are stacked instantly.
"call……"
Zuo Chongming closed his eyes and exhaled softly. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes turned into vertical pupils, and his body was covered with dragon scales and dense and continuous purple lightning.
Accompanied by the resounding sound of the dragon's roar, the rich blood seeped out of the body, and in an instant it condensed into a pair of armor covered with dense inscriptions, like a thick armor like dragon scales.
Purple lightning suddenly appeared and the figures disappeared.
Protector Sima's face changed slightly, and he stepped forward without thinking and pointed his finger forward like a sword.
clang…….
The true essence collides with the blood energy, and the aftermath spreads visible to the naked eye.
The air waves crushed the bluestone pavement and houses, leaving behind a tofu-like ruin.
Whether it was Hu Tutu or Hui Hai, everyone was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the entangled light group in mid-air with its lingering afterimages.
The speed of both sides is too fast, not only can't be caught by the eyes, but even the sounds are overlapping.