With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 726 - 585: Burning Body to Break Delusion, Blood Moo

What to do?

Bet!

With thirty-five years of cultivation, Feng Ying’Er was by no ans indecisive.

She imdiately flipped her body and dove downward, as a streak of lightning roared past her forehead.

Bet correctly!

Covered in goosebumps, Feng Ying’Er’s expression lit up with joy.

But soon after, she suddenly widened her eyes in shock!

A face with delicate features, paired with eyes on the verge of popping out.

So out of place!

She seed to freeze, slowly turning her head, her hair a chaotic ss in the wind.

A face like a deep, sunken pool pressing close behind her!

Feng Ying’Er had grossly underestimated ng Chuan’s body technique speed.

Splurt!

Blood sprayed three ters far in the night, a bloody peony blossoming on her back.

With a forceful twist, ng Chuan slowly withdrew the fist blade embedded in her spine!

Feng Ying’Er felt all over cold and wet, deeply regretting taking on Li Xiao’s task.

Her spine shattered, she was now nothing but a mud pile.

Collapsed on the ground, unconscious.

By now, regret was futile!

Tap, tap...

Blood stuck to the soles of shoes, sowhat sticky and stringy.

ng Chuan slowly walked to her side, leaning down, reaching for her waist.

It was a yellow pouch embroidered with three sunflowers.

From the aura, he could sense it was the sa type of storage treasure as the waist token in his hand.

The mont his fingertip touched it, he hooked his fingers, and ng Chuan suddenly twisted and burst forth!

His body arched backward like jumping through a fire hoop in reverse, and with a forceful thrust of his left arm behind him, the fist blade stirred thunder as it slashed towards the second enemy’s neck!

Soone was hiding in the shadow, bearing only a faint trace of aura when he "searched the corpse"!

"Another Demon Path master, and one skilled in assassination and concealnt..."

ng Chuan’s heart skipped a beat, but his expression quickly turned cold.

The fist blade collided imdiately with a semicircular blood blade!

Boom!

Due to the limits of his launching posture, his body soared back with his back facing down.

ng Chuan was hurled by the montum, a gash deeply caught in his scapula.

He slid across the ground for a hundred ters, just in ti to grasp the head of the Tiger Soul Javelin subrged in the ground.

Grabbing onto the lance embedded in the ground, he continued sliding back a few dozen ters.

The Tiger Soul spear tip scraped against the ground, bursting with blinding sparks, finally halting his retreating figure.

Grasping the Tiger Soul as he stood up, ng Chuan glanced sideways at the wound on his shoulder.

A dark red and black aura rose from the wound, clashing ceaselessly with white thunder inside.

The ferocity condensed around him, his mind racing through mories, imdiately recognizing this technique...

It was rather old, yet this part of his mory was unforgettable.

Long ago, Li Xiao had killed everyone at the station and the forr squad leader at the Jiao Demon’s Nest.

Using that bloody sword light!

This person is Li Xiao!

Impossible.

ng Chuan instantly dismissed it in 0.01 seconds.

Li Xiao couldn’t possibly be at just this level; he had experienced the grandmaster’s might, and it still made his heart tremble.

"Then... could this be the disciple of the Demon Summoning Hall’s Hall Master?"

Li Xiao’s disciple?

Must die here today!

Rumble!

Thunder carried him, ng Chuan approached the enemy instantly.

At the mont his toe touched the ground, the scenery before him rapidly transford into a sea of corpses and blood.

As if he was in a turbulent crimson wave, the sll of blood was overwhelming!

ng Chuan looked up, a dark silhouette in leather armor hovered over the sea, slightly descending at a terrifying speed faster than sound.

In his pupils, the sea of blood and waves shattered explosively, a blood dragon rose from the sea floor, followed by a blur...

Demon Path Intention—Blood Sea Surging!

The power of intention was not exclusive to the righteous Martial Arts Family.

This move of the opponent’s could doom countless second-level experts under the turbid waves of this blood sea.

Yet, having witnessed the true essence of a grandmaster, how could ng Chuan be blinded by this re blood sea intention realm?

The firmness of martial will could easily shatter this "illusory scene."

However, ng Chuan did not do so.

Why?

A blood sea is still a sea, belonging to water in the Five Elents!