Of course, we must give it our all.
Boom!
A massive palm descended.
Feng Feiyu only had ti to make a supporting gesture before he was smashed to pieces, the imnse force turning his flesh into a cloud of blood mist.
Watching this scene, the young monk exhaled slightly.
"Although I don’t know what backup plan you left, Chief Arrest Officer Feng, the difference in strength cannot be bridged by a few trump cards. It’s a pity, I was planning to leave you a complete corpse…”
The young monk’s sigh suddenly stopped.
In his pitch-black eyes, surprise erged.
He saw Feng Feiyu, who had turned into a cloud of blood mist, restore himself once again.
Standing there alive.
Exactly the sa as before.
No!
The thickness of the Qi-Blood was even stronger.
“‘Blood Demon’!”
Seeing this, the young monk blurted out a title.
But then he started shaking his head.
The scene before his eyes, although it resembled the ‘Blood Demon’s ‘Blood Demon Rebirth Technique’, lacked even a trace of Blood Fiend Aura, nor was there any evil aura.
There was only abundant vitality!
What’s happening?
The young monk was puzzled.
Then ca another palm strike.
Facing this strike, Feng Feiyu didn’t dodge.
He knew he simply couldn’t escape.
Decisively, he struck his own chest with a palm.
The fourth ‘Burning Blood Technique’.
Simultaneously, the giant palm descended, and Feng Feiyu was once again smashed into blood mist.
However, just like before, Feng Feiyu restored himself in the blink of an eye.
Moreover, the fourth ‘Burning Blood Technique’ was effective.
The abundant Qi-Blood was directly ignited, causing Feng Feiyu’s strength to skyrocket. The forr ‘Six Fan School’ Purple-Clothed Chief Arrest Officer, who touched the ‘Acupoint’, could clearly feel the surging vitality continuously generating Qi-Blood, infusing into his ‘Acupoint’.
If given enough ti, he was confident he could fill the ‘Acupoint’.
Then, beco another pinnacle ‘Martial Arts Divinity’.
But at this mont, Feng Feiyu wasn’t thinking about any of this at all.
His thought had never changed.
It’s to kill the monk before him, and protect Su Niang.
Boom!
The massive palm descended, and Feng Feiyu, after a brief resistance, was killed.
Then, he revived.
Struck the chest, the fifth ‘Burning Blood Technique’.
But it could only block for a mont.
Unhesitatingly, the sixth ‘Burning Blood Technique’!
Then, the seventh!
The eighth!
The ninth!
After nine ‘Burning Blood Techniques’, Feng Feiyu’s strength was pushed to an extre.
The surging vitality continuously transford into Qi-Blood.
One part burned.
The other part infused the ‘Acupoint’.
Gurgle!
He heard the sound of flowing water beside his ears.
It was the sound of Qi-Blood turning into rivers, filling the acupoint.
It was the sound of the acupoint about to be filled.
The young monk sensed this change, his previously calm face instantly beca tense.
He shouted loudly—
"Why aren’t you taking action?!”
With a loud shout, ten figures erged from hidden corners, charging straight at Feng Feiyu.
At the sa ti, a cloud of blood mist suddenly descended from the sky.
Not in the front yard.
But…
The backyard.
The silently appearing blood mist was about to cover the backyard.
At this mont, two lights appeared.
A cold gleam.
A radiant brilliance.
The forr sorrowful, pure, seemingly with endless longing and pain, yet sharp and cold, completely rging its emotion into a sword intent, a blade of sword light.
The latter was much simpler.
Dominance!
One strike, death.
A domineering that demands life.
No room for maneuver.
There was only death.
Under their pincer attack, the newly appeared blood mist was directly torn apart, leaving only a sound—
"Ah!”
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