But judging by his expression, he probably truly doesn’t know, and the Tree-man Race is indeed like this.
Then he turned his gaze to the ancestor at the entrance.
If the ancestor doesn’t make a move, this war... will be in jeopardy!
"Hehe..."
The Blood Race ancestor laughed, "Since you want to co out... as you wish!"
Then he stepped forward!
With each step, his aura climbed higher, and when he was a hundred ters away from Zhan Tian... "Boom!"
A pair of blood-red wings suddenly unfurled, and his aura reached its peak at that mont!
Mid-Ninth Layer, just one step away from Late Stage.
"Whump..."
The wings flapped, causing the air to lt.
"I have co out!"
"What do you intend to do?"
At that mont, everyone on the battlefield stopped, and all eyes turned to this scene.
"Whoosh——"
Zhan Tian took a deep breath.
Facing the old thing, he felt a tremor in his heart.
But... he also stepped forward.
Spiritual Power, Sacred Body, and the Rules of power he controlled exploded to their extres at that mont.
"Not bad!"
"Early Ninth Layer, almost reaching Mid-Layer, but that’s it!"
The Blood Race ancestor’s expression remained calm.
"Kill!"
Zhan Tian shouted, throwing a punch!
"Crack-crack..."
This punch embodied all of him; facing a master like the Blood Race ancestor, testing? That’s courting death!
The punch instantly arrived in front of the Blood Race ancestor!
He remained composed, reaching out with a finger!
Steadily blocking the punch!
"Boom!"
The powerful impact turned everyone within a kiloter radius, whether Human Race, Blood Race or others, into a mist of blood without a sound.
And they vanished like that.
Zhan Tian looked at the finger before him, his expression beca gloomy.
Although he anticipated it, when it actually happened, he still couldn’t accept it inside.
"Boom!"
The Blood Race ancestor struck with a palm.
"Bang!"
Like a teor.
"Boom!"
Zhan Tian was smashed a thousand ters into the earth by the palm.
"Damn!"
His whole body seed shattered, and even he couldn’t help but curse from the piercing pain.
Within Celestial Eye Forest.
"Eh!"
Zhan Tian’s Yuan Miao suddenly let out a light sound.
"What happened?"
Chen Xuan hurriedly asked.
"He’s injured, and severely!"
"What?"
Chen Xuan’s face changed dramatically, "You... hurry, quick, heal him! Absolutely nothing must happen!"
The last word was practically a roar.
"But it’s affecting ."
"Do as he says!"
"Oh!"
Although unwilling inside, his brother spoke, and he had to comply.
anwhile!
In the Blood Cry Realm!
Zhan Tian struggled to get up, "Cough-cough-cough..."
A mouthful of blood sprayed out!
He looked up towards the sky, at this mont he didn’t even have the strength to leave here.
If not for Chen Xuan’s Profound Yellow Tower protecting him, along with his robust Sacred Body, faced with the terrifying palm of the old thing, he’d likely be smashed to bits.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a surge of green energy arose within him.
"This..."
His gravely injured body was completely healed in the blink of an eye.
"How is this possible!"
Isn’t this a unique Tree-man Race technique?
How could it appear on him?
But at the mont, he had no ti to ponder this, imdiately charging forth.
"Boom!"
His aura erupted once again, showing not a trace of injury!
The Blood Race ancestor witnessed this scene, his face changed drastically.
Impossible!
He took a palm strike, how could it be that he’s unscathed?
Moreover, even the National Preceptor and others couldn’t believe it at this mont, how could this happen?!
"I must see how tough you really are!"
With wings vibrating, he instantaneously arrived before Zhan Tian.
"Boom!"
The two clashed once more.
But only monts passed!
Zhan Tian was once again pounded underground!
Yet the surge of energy reappeared, even... "Rip..."
One of the apertures was unexpectedly blasted open.
"Forty-nine now!"
Zhan Tian’s expression trembled, who knew this could also open apertures!
"Let’s do this!"
Surging out again, without talking, he directly attacked the Blood Race ancestor.
With such good fortune, he was perfectly content to take more palms.
"What’s going on?!"
The Blood Race ancestor’s brow furrowed, puzzled by the situation.
This ti he wasn’t in a hurry.
He didn’t use full power, wanting to see exactly what was happening.
"Bang!"
A finger pierced Zhan Tian’s chest.
But the very next mont the wound rapidly healed.
"Impossible!"
Qingyu Xian exclaid upon seeing this, even though he hadn’t seen the surge of energy, he sensed it.
This was the Tree-man Race’s unique technique.
Zhan Tian, a mber of the Human Race, how could he possess it!
"What’s happening?"
Blood Radiance looked at him sternly, this was entirely alike to the Tree-man’s technique.
"Brother Xue, I truly don’t know."
Qingyu Xian Si hurriedly spoke, he even sensed the killing intent emanating from Blood Radiance.
"It better be!"
Blood Radiance said coldly, then turned to the battlefield.
At this mont the ancestor was suppressing Zhan Tian’s punches, but each ti he was injured, he recovered imdiately, faster even than before!
Bear in mind, recovering from the ancestor’s strike isn’t so effortlessly achieved.
"So you have this trick as well!"
The Blood Race ancestor roughly understood, "If that’s the case then..."
Next mont!
The wings directly shrouded Zhan Tian!
"I’ll refine you!"
The Blood Race ancestor said coldly.
Next mont, within the wings, streams of blood-red energy locked Zhan Tian, rendering him immobile.
"Zhan Tian!"
Outside, Duke Liu shouted angrily, while Duke Yuan chopped down with a blade.
But faced with the blade’s aura, the Blood Race ancestor didn’t even lift an eyelid, casually waving, causing the aura to shatter loudly.
And the National Preceptor’s Spiritual Power arrived at that mont.
This ti the Blood Race ancestor slightly raised his gaze, his eyes glared!
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