Ugh, how disgusting...
"Big brother, the knife! Knife!"
At this mont, Ping Xian’s voice ca from afar. Huyan Mo turned his head to see him climbing over the ruins, holding a broken knife branded with a Blood Hand, imdiately recognizing the blade that nearly took his head.
"Huh? Could it actually be him?"
Turning his head again, Huyan Mo saw the mutilated body and blood pieces, astonishingly regenerating flesh and bone, almost visibly returning to its human form.
Before he could look further, from a mass of flesh resembling a human head, a blood mouth suddenly tore open, and with a gulp, rolled out an ice-blue beast eye, staring coldly, releasing an irresistible, overwhelming killing intent.
At this instant, Huyan Mo felt ice-cold throughout his body, his spine tingling, hairs standing on end, as if activated by so ancient ancestral fear, he scrambled backward in panic. If his legs hadn’t been shaking so much, he would have fled on foot.
"Boss, it seems to be that guy Chen’s knife."
"The knife’s broken like this, it’s dead for sure... Hey, where are you going!"
Ma Qiu and Ping Xian looked on in confusion as Huyan Mo scrambled away in blind panic.
Then they saw from a distance a blood-drenched figure rising slowly from the rubble and dust.
The Blood Man seed to be searching inside his robe but found nothing. Then he lowered his head, looked at a strip of blood-stained silk gripped in his left hand, went silent for a mont, and suddenly stuffed the blood silk into his mouth, swallowing it whole.
"Huh? Is it Hero Chen?"
Ma Qiu involuntarily shivered, hurriedly grabbing the broken knife, holding it in his hands, and with a fawning expression, offered it up,
"So the hero also escaped the disaster, truly fortunate, as the saying goes, a blessing follows surviving a great disaster, but unfortunately, we lack the ability and failed to save..."
"Bang!"
Then the Blood Man lunged, landing a punch that sent Ma Qiu’s head, spine attached, flying out of his torso, bursting and spraying a massive blood mist.
Before the head could hit the ground, with a swish, dozens of blood maggots like intestines extended from the Blood Man’s abdon, like aty tentacle whips, tearing Ma Qiu apart in an instant, shredding him into pieces, devoured into the abdon.
"Eeek, eek, eek—!"
Huyan Mo shrieked maniacally, foaming at the mouth, frantically crawling backward to escape.
Ping Xian furrowed his brows, eyes wide, roared angrily, taking flight,
"Boss! Demon! Taste—!"
"Boom!"
Then the Blood Shadow lunged, crashing into Ping Xian in mid-air, shattering him into pieces, exploding into a sanguine flower, bursting into blood mist scattered skyward! Even before the blood droplets hit the ground, red wind enveloped, absorbing him into a humanoid blood mass, consuming him entirely!
"Aaaahhhh!"
Huyan Mo tumbled and crawled, screaming as he fled for his life.
But when the predator is hungry, the image reflected in those rciless eyes shows no rcy, no compassion, no reason, or humanity.
All it sees is blood and flesh.
"Bang!"
A foot crushed down on a skull, instantly devouring blood and flesh, leaving no cries of despair or wails on the battlefield, only the wailing blood wind.
In less than a breath’s ti, having devoured three Warriors, the bloody figure finally solidified its form, yet still unsatisfied, it slowly turned its gaze skyward, eting a distant pair of bright eyes looking down from the clouds.
The figure high in the clouds was a teenage boy, dressed in a white mystical robe, wearing a hat of five bushels, shrouded in cloud and mist, protected by Heavenly Breath, holding a horsetail whisk. In the center of his forehead, a vermillion seal talisman, with a head of white hair like snow, eyes sparkling with silver brilliance, whose gaze seed to carry a thunder snake flashing.
He stood there overlooking, locking eyes with the Blood Man on the ground, his lips slightly curled, half-smiling,
"Heh, Blood Demon Great Dao Body."
The Blood Man also looked up at him, suddenly reaching for the nearby broken knife, and with a sudden leap, lunged forward! Transforming into a Blood Shadow, raising the blade in a chop! With one swing, it unleashed a massive blood-colored crescent moon! Directly slashing toward the head of the Taoist in the clouds!
However, the young Taoist neither dodged nor avoided, taking it leisurely with a half-smile, pinching a mantra, and with a sweep of the whisk, his form turned to smoke, dispersing like a cloud.
"One breath transforms to clarity, all magic returns to silence. Qiankun shares confinent, heaven and earth share restraint!"
"Boom!"
So, the Tribulation Mustard dust particles scattered by the Immortal Law’s light earlier shattered, began to boil, like a waterfall, rolling, like clouds, like fog, swirling like the wind! In an instant, they transford and gathered into a hundred-foot-long dragon, Refining Dust congealed and shining, Divine Skills Dharma Manifestation, baring fangs and claws, it bit toward the Blood Moon Blade Light!
"Swoosh!"
The blood light instantly flashed! Sword Gang Blood Qi burst forth with imnse energy, wielding the Blood Blade Giant Blade, cleaving horizontally! Decapitating the Flying Dragon, slicing it in two!
Yet the mont the dust dragon was cleaved, it reford again, gathering like the wind, forming its dragon-shaped Dharma Manifestation!
It was unhard, turning to coil! Escaping and soaring into the sky, sweeping to strike back with astonishing Daoist energy, directly encountering the Blood Blade!
"Whoosh!"
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
Then the Blood Man turned the blade light, rging man and blade as one, transforming into a Blood Blade whirlwind! Whirlwind slashes, cutting in a flurry! Crushing and slashing the encircling dust Heavenly Dragon into powder!
For a ti, the Blood Blade and Flying Dragon clashed in the Sky Do, fiercely colliding with Dao Power! Fighting intensely through dozens of rounds, earth-shattering and thunderous explosions! For a while, unable to determine victory or defeat!
Suddenly the clouds rolled and unfolded, the weather changing, that hundred-foot-long dragon seed unwilling to continue the battle, twisting its form, retreating to the sky, migrating and escaping, landing high on the clouds, hovering, traversing the horizon, speaking human language, spraying lightning, its voice booming like thunder,
"This beast possesses decades of Dao Power, not inferior to mine, everyone be cautious."
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