Wu Zhicheng's whole body was full of blood, and the blood flames were soaring and burning. It was extremely terrifying, and it spurted out ferocious and surging waves, accompanied by the explosion of blazing divine light, which was bright and dazzling.
The overwhelming pressure surged out of his body, causing the vacuum to blur into pieces, and a huge blood moon floated in it. This scene was mind-numbing.
Dao Ling was also surprised. What surprised him was not Wu Zhicheng's strength, but the opponent's increased strength, which was much higher!
Is he using some kind of secret technique to enhance his combat power?
"Yes, yes, Zhicheng's blood moon secret method is probably better. Once a blood moon evolves, the power will be endless!"
When Wu Boli saw this scene, her tense mind gradually relaxed. According to this intensity, it would not be difficult to shock Gu Hao to death.
Wu Zhicheng's eyes turned blood-red, extremely evil, filled with two balls of blood flames, looked at him with cold eyes and said: "Boy, your body is strong, but you are too arrogant, thinking that a small
Can the ancient sect compare with the background of our Martial Palace?"
"What kind of skills are you practicing?" Dao Ling suddenly remembered something and asked directly.
Wu Zhicheng sneered: "You are not qualified to know this, but it is a blessing that you can die in my hands. Many people are not qualified to do so!"
"It seems that his enhanced strength is due to some kind of martial arts." Dao Ling sighed in his heart, and was a little worried about the future path.
Although he was practicing a heaven-defying skill like the Sky-Swallowing Sutra, this skill was almost at its end. The first time Dao Ling got it, he only got the first half, but not the rest at all.
Naturally, the power of the technique becomes more terrifying as it goes forward. This technique is the great way. It can be said that Dao Ling's current practice has deviated from the trajectory of the Sky-Swallowing Sutra!
Dao Ling has long been aware of this, but it is a pity that he has no follow-up skills, and it is very troublesome to change the skills. Moreover, top skills are too difficult to find.
The more terrifying Wu Zhicheng's aura became, he rushed over with a torrent of blood flames, like a king of blood, and was extremely fierce.
This is a blood-colored palm stretched out, suddenly glowing with blazing divine light, and suddenly turned sideways. There is a bloody vortex in the palm, which looks like an eye of the sea and is extremely ferocious.
"Boy, being able to die under my blood cloud palm is also a blessing that you have cultivated for three lifetimes."
"It's a small trick, don't use it to embarrass yourself!"
Dao Ling shouted loudly and burst forward in the air. With the surging blood energy, he suppressed the blood flames coming from the front. He stretched out a golden palm and flapped it.
There was a bang, like two volcanoes blasting together, erupting with a burst of dazzling light that penetrated the vacuum and shook the whole world.
Wu Zhicheng's eyes narrowed. His palm was very hot, and the vortex in his palm was rumbling and vibrating, deriving impending destructive power to crush his palm.
However, Dao Ling's palm power was equally fierce and terrifying, covering up the torrential blood flames and striking his palm at once, directly breaking the terrifying vortex.
"What?" Wu Zhicheng's face suddenly darkened, and he stared coldly at the cracks in his palms, where blood lines had already appeared.
"You actually hurt me!" Wu Zhicheng's expression became increasingly grim, and he felt a little unbelievable in his heart. He was one of the top ten masters of the younger generation in Wudian. He always thought that he would suppress all kinds of opponents with force, but here he was actually injured.
Wu Baoli's expression also turned ferocious. The opponent's strength was hidden too much. It was obvious that he was pretending to be weak just now to conceal his strength on purpose. The opponent was not controlled from the beginning and kept them all in the dark.
"This little beast!" Wu Boli's old face was almost twisted. This was simply a shame and humiliation. She wished she could go up and sacrifice him alive right now.
"So what if I hurt you?" Dao Ling's aura was released, and for a moment the glow exploded like a tide, and all of them were suppressed by Wu Zhicheng.
At the same time, he stamped the ground with the soles of his feet, rushed forward with a bang, and raised his fist to hit his head.
"Then you will die!" Wu Zhicheng shouted angrily, the nine acupoints were rotating crazily, spurting out thick blood essence, swirling hot blood flames, and the oscillating vacuum exploded.
Wu Zhicheng no longer held back his hand, and the force of his fist exploded at a very close range. The entire fist spat out a terrifying shadow of the blood moon, which captured people's hearts and souls. He just smashed it up.
The two fists collided in the air, and the surrounding area shook violently, boiling completely, and there were constant heavy and loud noises, which made people suffocate.
"It's just a secret technique, you're far behind compared to my physical body!"
Dao Ling's words made Wu Boli's expression suddenly change. She suddenly recalled something. If the other party could cultivate his body to this level at his age, could he be a Taoist?
When this idea first appeared, she was distracted by the sound of cracking bones. When she looked up, she saw Wu Zhicheng's fist beginning to fall into pieces!
His whole body was shaking, his arms were shaking, and cracks spread from his fists to his entire arm.
Wu Zhicheng's eyes were about to burst, his chest was shaking violently, and he coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
"Get out!" Dao Ling's eyes widened, and the energy contained in his body exploded, knocking Wu Zhicheng away at once.
He fell to the ground and coughed up blood. His internal organs were almost shattered by Dao Ling's punch. Wu Zhicheng's eyes were extremely red, his violent aura spread out, and he roared like a wild beast.
This scene made Wu Boli's expression extremely cold. She looked at Dao Ling with her poisonous snake-like eyes, and she was even more certain in her heart that this person was Dao!
"Is it really him? I found him!" Wu Boli clenched her fists, bursting out with cold murderous intent. She came here just to eradicate Dao!
"I will not lose to you!" Wu Zhicheng stood up in a hurry, roared to the sky, and danced wildly. He vaguely guessed his identity, but he was not willing to lose like this.
Just now, he used the Blood Moon Secret Technique, which caused his strength to skyrocket, but the opponent was able to defeat him head-on with his body. Wu Zhicheng was very sure that this person was probably Tao.
There seemed to be a blood moon sealed in his body, which erupted with terrifying fluctuations. This blood moon floated out, and even the vacuum couldn't bear the breath, and it burst open.
"Zhicheng is not allowed, stop quickly!" Wu Boli's face changed in shock. She saw that Wu Zhicheng was burning his source and performing a heaven-defying art, but the price was very terrible, and it required the consumption of his lifespan to perform it!
The Blood Moon Secret Technique is a top skill that has been treasured by Wudian for many years. How can there be no desperate means, but once this method is used, it will be damaged at every turn.
"I want to kill him to prove my Taoist heart!"
Wu Zhicheng spoke, with an incomparable indifference and terrifying self-confidence. At this time, his whole body merged with the blood moon. This blood moon was like a burning moon, exuding a tragic aura, which was extremely terrifying.
"Just you?" Dao Ling strode over and shouted: "Are you qualified?"
"Hmph, you are very strong, but you can't escape death under my secret technique!" Wu Zhicheng roared fiercely, and this tragic blood moon moved, smashed over, and the vacuum exploded, trying to crush him.
The entire hill shook. If it weren't for the terrifying field, the hill would have collapsed long ago.
The surging blood flames were suppressed at this time, and Dao Ling rushed up, his hair full of silk dancing wildly, like a golden lightning, and stretched out a finger across the sky, pointing towards the blood moon.
Dao Ling used the incomplete magical power recorded by the God of War. Although it was incomplete, the power was still terrifying. A golden finger came swaying, pierced through the vacuum with a rumble, and touched the blood moon.
"What kind of magical power is this?" Wu Boli's expression was extremely cold. She felt a looming martial arts will, which was extremely terrifying!
This violent blood moon suddenly solidified in the air, with bursts of crackling sounds, and the sonic boom gradually dissipated, and soon covered the entire blood moon!