Feeling the transfer of the blood poison, Master Fengfeng continuously swallowed precious spiritual dicine, while stirring up his Golden Core spiritual power, striving to expel the blood poison faster.
I am the supre of my sect, possessing the entire sect’s secrets, enjoying all kinds of essences, gathering elites from all over the world; and you, a re loose cultivator, how can you compete with ?
Guan Xuan was originally a physician cultivated by the Xuanguang Sect, and who would have thought, after successfully establishing his Foundation, he awakened to a "Disaster Replacent" Dao pattern unheard of. From that day, he beca an honored guest in the sect, enjoying the sa treatnt as the Five Peaks Peak Masters, bringing great glory to his family.
Everything was for this day!
Just when the blood poison continuously extracted from Master Fengfeng was injected into Guan Xuan’s body, Master Moyun’s gaze swept across the crowd.
Knowing that he would definitely break through imdiately, all the Foundation Establishnt cultivators held their breath and stayed vigilant.
The sound of sothing breaking the sky arose, and within the poisonous mist, several poison beads shot forward swiftly, aiming straight at Lu Qian. It seed they regarded Lu Qian’s spot as the breakthrough point.
Lu Qian was already prepared; his golden Geng tal Divine Sword flashed and struck out, blowing up the poison beads mid-air. At the sa ti, the Xin tal Divine Lock swung again, layer upon layer gathering in front of him, weaving into a giant net.
As the rolling poison gas spread, Zhuang Qing nearby imdiately lent a hand, swinging a three-foot-long Ink Jade Brush in his hand, drawing strokes that caused Dao patterns to tremble, and sending dense seal script flying out. Instantaneously, Talisman after Talisman ford, each about a yard long.
Xun Wind!
The Spirit Talisman Sect Honored Guest Elder, Hong Fei, also ca to assist, summoning forth a white cloth bag. As the mouth of the bag opened, a storm of thunderous winds surged forth.
A fierce wind arose, mixed with the surging electric light, stopping the poison gas in front of several people.
With a whoosh, a figure darted out of the poison, Master Moyun shielding himself with a large banner. Xun Wind and thunder couldn’t co near; he actually raised a palm and slamd it heavily onto the Xin tal Divine Lock.
He had mastered his poison skills to an extraordinary level, capable of applying poison anywhere. When his hand blade struck, an overwhelming stench filled the air; the Xin tal Divine Lock instantly changed color, corroded and fractured.
Yet waiting for him was a thunderous strike, long prepared by Guh Nishang!
The screech of the Golden Crow echoed in the air; its surrounding Cyan Fla Armor suddenly shrunk, entirely absorbed into one palm. In the center of the palm, a small fla vortex spun furiously, the fire’s color picking up flecks of azure amidst the pale. At the vortex center, a strand of black fla flickered with ominous light.
This aura was enough to make even Master Moyun slightly anxious.
At this mont, attacks from Ruan Zi of the Shouzhuo Sect, Kong Lingde of the Kong Family Castle, Han Wen and Zhang Hansong of the Shahe Gang also arrived one after another. The full-strength attacks of several Foundation Establishnt cultivators were extraordinary, piercing the sky like startling thunder.
With a thunderous boom, Cyan Flas soared skyward, the overlapping fla vortex engulfing Master Moyun, tearing at his precious banner around him. The strand of black fla clung like a stubborn rash, sticking firmly to the banner, looking for an opportunity to penetrate his skin.
However, upon striking with that palm, even as it hit its mark, Guh Nishang’s expression changed.
Master Moyun was completely elusive, like a small boat riding the tidal wave of flas to retreat rapidly, with all the attacks from Foundation Establishnt cultivators striking only air.
He only left behind a heavy afterimage, appearing directly in front of Ruan Zi!
His earlier attacks were rely feints; the real target was Ruan Zi!
In a mont when no one had ti to react, Master Moyun swung his precious banner, bathed in roaring flas, striking heavily upon Ruan Zi!
With a bang, this early-stage Foundation Establishnt Grand Elder of the Shouzhuo Sect had no ti to even scream. A powerful defensive Spiritual Artifact was shattered in mid-air, and his body plumted, smashing a courtyard on Yuqing Mountain below into debris.
Master Moyun broke through the encirclent!
A swarm of ants, can they stop ?
With a contemptuous smile, as he was about to escape, a sword light suddenly shone behind him!
With a hiss, poison blood splattered, and a long sword mark was ripped across Master Moyun’s back.
A Golden Core Master, wounded under the siege of Foundation Establishnt cultivators!
Master Moyun cried out in pain, staggering, and was once again surrounded by Foundation Establishnt cultivators.
In his furious gaze, Hee Yangchen erged from the air not far away.
As it turned out, he had already activated an Invisible Dao Pattern!
His cultivation had approached Foundation Establishnt Perfection, and at Master Moyun’s weakest mont, he successfully deceived Master Moyun with an Invisible Dao Pattern, delivering a strike at the crucial ti, once again dragging this Golden Core into the encirclent.
Hurt by an ant he looked down upon, Master Moyun let out an angry roar and was about to pounce, when the strand of black fla clinging to the Cloud Banner suddenly leaped up, burrowing into the wound on his body!
The black fla entered, wildly drilling inward, spreading a violent toxicity, and a familiar sensation made his eyes widen.
"Damn it! Damn it! You little brat, how can you use my poison?!"
It turned out that three years ago, Guh Nishang had obtained the poison laid by Master Moyun on the Sea Abyss Pavilion’s treasure, then acquired the antidote. Through continuous experintation, not only did she imitate a crude version of the antidote, but she also understood this poison’s configuration principles and applied these principles to her fire elent technique, refining a strand of poisonous fla, becoming a new killer move.
In fact, this was rely referencing the poison’s principle following Master Moyun’s idea. The final concoction of the poisonous fla was not the sa as the original Rotting God and Soul-Splitting Poison.
But having his poison-making idea copied and being injured by this imitation, Master Moyun was furious beyond asure, flying into a rage.
This strand of poisonous fla was insidiously vicious, and caught off guard, being alien to defend against it was into his body, Master Moyun could only pause and deal with this poison first.
Seizing this opportunity, the Foundation Establishnt cultivators once again unleashed their techniques, like a storm, striking at him.
He could only curse loudly while gathering his final spiritual power, using the poisonous mist and his precious banner to resist from both sides. In no ti he was already covered in wounds.
Damn it! Today, a noble tiger falls, bullied by dogs!
anwhile, Master Fengfeng, who was having the blood poison extracted, also had a change in expression, because behind him, Guan Xuan could no longer hold on!
The Golden Core Divine Techniques’ poison was incredibly domineering. Even though Guan Xuan was bearing the determination to die, striving to draw all the blood poison into his own body, after extracting nine-tenths, he was already bleeding from the seven orifices, knees buckling, collapsing to the ground.
He could no longer endure.
He exerted the last of his power of transference in his hands, barely managing to hold onto the remaining tenth, unable to move further.
This Blood Boiling Poison dissolves upon contact with blood; as long as Guan Xuan dies, it will imdiately reappear!
Facing life and death, Master Fengfeng roared in anger, swallowing another extrely rare spiritual dicine, the Golden Core within his dantian shining brightly, his spiritual power surging. With the help of the dicinal power and Guan Xuan’s last grasp at life, he forced all the blood poison into his left arm.
The Celestial Cyan Fan suddenly flashed, and with a muffled grunt, Master Fengfeng’s left arm severed from the shoulder, flying high!
A Golden Core Master, sacrificing an arm to survive!
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