The Legend of the God of Cangyuantu

Chapter 255 One move determines victory or defeat
"Come on, let me see what you can do." The blood dragon, who had transformed into a giant blood dragon, roared loudly, and his voice was like thunder, resounding through the heaven and earth.

Meng Zhao ignored him. The Shura Sword Lotus continued to gather together, and the Shura Wind roared and bloomed with extremely powerful might...

Moyan and the twelve elders, as well as the younger geniuses of the Blood Emperor tribe who had rushed over, all fixed their eyes on Meng Zhao and Blood Dragon on the stage.

"I hope you can take my sword!"

The corners of Meng Zhao's mouth rose slightly, and the Shura sword lotus continued to condense and grow. The unparalleled fist sword in his hand was swung out instantly, and the two-color lotus bloomed instantly.

And at this moment, the blood dragon in the distance looked down on Meng Zhao when he saw that he was only in the early stage of Cave Heaven Realm.

But when this two-colored lotus rushed towards him, all the Shura power in his body suddenly stood up, because he felt a breath of death coming like a tide...

The Shura Sword Lotus, which was a fusion of terrifying true essence and Shura power, was blooming with its ultimate power. The people from the Blood Emperor tribe who were nearby also had drastic changes on their faces and looked at Meng Zhao in shock.

Because this two-colored lotus contains extremely terrifying sword energy and Shura power, it is enough to rival a late-stage Creation Realm master.

boom!
Blood Dragon was the number one genius of the Blood Emperor tribe. When faced with the terrifying two-colored lotus, he did not have the slightest intention of retreating. Instead, he used all his strength to concentrate it on the Blood Dragon's body and collided with it.

Two terrifying forces resounded in the sky, causing huge aftermath. Even with the twelve Creation Realm Venerable Elders guarding them, some of the Blood Emperor clan members with weaker cultivation still felt this powerful force and showed difficulty on their faces. The powerful aftermath oppressed them, and blood slowly flowed out of their seven orifices...

Even so, their eyes did not leave the sky, and were all focused on the collision of the two forces.

Roar!
The blood dragon that had transformed into the Shura Blood Dragon also suddenly roared at this moment. The terrifying Shura power burst out madly from its huge body, and he did not dare to be arrogant anymore.

Use all your strength to defend.

"You're going to lose."

Meng Zhao spoke calmly, pointing the unparalleled fist sword in his hand at the blood dragon, and slowly uttered a word from the corner of his mouth.

"burst!"

The huge and terrifying two-colored lotus blossomed instantly at this moment, turning into a brilliant firework and rushing towards the blood dragon...

The seemingly ordinary fireworks contained the ultimate destructive power. Even a Divine Lord of the Infinite Realm would be blasted into nothingness when facing a random firework containing the ultimate power...

"What a scary kid."

Mo Yan's mouth curled up slightly. The stronger Meng Zhao was, the more it proved that he had a good vision.

Although Blood Dragon is the most powerful young generation in his tribe, he is not ranked among the eighteen tribes...

The fact that Meng Zhao was able to defeat the Blood Dragon so easily means that his strength still has a lot of room for improvement. As long as he gets the opportunity in the Shura King Battle, he might be able to help their Blood Emperor tribe regain the title of Shura King.

The blood dragon was still frantically gathering Shura power to resist Meng Zhao's attacks. It seemed that no attack had landed on him, but a closer look revealed that his blood dragon body, which was originally a thousand feet tall, was now only less than five hundred feet tall, almost shrunk by half, and his defense had almost reached its limit...

"Stop it."

Mo Yan spoke calmly, condensing a force of heaven and earth in his hands, instantly annihilating the terrifying momentum emanating from their battle.

The huge blood dragon body in the sky fell to the ground and returned to human form. Blood spurted out of the corner of its mouth and its eyes were fixed on Meng Zhao.

"You are strong..."

"You are no match for me."

Meng Zhao retracted his unparalleled fist sword and said lightly.

The younger generation of the Blood Emperor tribe around looked at Meng Zhao in shock. The way they looked at Meng Zhao had completely changed, and was completely different from when Meng Zhao first arrived.

Playful...Those who were expecting Meng Zhao to be ruthlessly defeated by the blood dragon now looked awed.

The Shura Realm respected the strong, and Xue Long was admired by them because he was the first genius of their Blood Emperor Clan. Although Meng Zhao was not a member of their Blood Emperor Clan, his strong strength also won their recognition. After all, Meng Zhao represented their Blood Emperor Clan in the Shura King War, and in name, he was also a member of their Blood Emperor Clan. With such a strong support, they would be able to get a better ranking in the Shura King War.

"Cough cough..."

Mo Yan pretended to cough, and everyone looked at Mo Yan. Mo Yan said calmly: "The Shura King War is about to begin. In order to prevent the two of you from suffering losses in the Shura King War, this old man intervened to stop it, but you also saw the result of this battle."

"Do you have any objections to Meng Zhao and Shura's quota?"

Mo Yan's eyes swept across the audience.

The twelve elders looked at each other and shook their heads.

Mo Yan nodded and said, "In this case, other tribes should have already opened the Small Shura Realm and entered the Shura King Battle Field, so we can't fall behind."

"Twelve Elders!"

"exist."

The twelve elders responded together.

"Open the small Shura world!"

Mo Yan waved his hand.

"Yes!"

The twelve elders immediately dispersed around the arena, standing in twelve different positions, and simultaneously injected a terrifying law towards the arena...

"Xue Qingtian, Shura, you two can also go up."

Mo Yan looked at Xue Qingtian and Shura who were watching the show in the audience. The two nodded in response and immediately jumped onto the stage, standing beside Meng Zhao and Xuelong respectively.

"The Small Shura Realm is the second battlefield opened for the Shura King War. Inside, there are a large number of treasures left by the great masters of the Seventh Tribulation Realm of our Shura clan. They can help you improve your strength faster..."

"Since you only have one year in there, split up into two groups. Support each other and don't kill each other..."

Moyan kept warning them, and the four of them nodded together.

Then Mo Yan took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "I hope you can get good results for my Blood Emperor tribe and strive to win the title of 'Ashura King'!"

"Yes."

The four of them nodded again, and the twelfth elder condensed a blood-red passage that led directly to the Small Shura Realm. The eldest elder's face flushed, and he immediately said, "We can't hold on for much longer, you guys go in quickly."

Upon hearing this, Meng Zhao and others immediately walked towards the blood-red passage.

"Come on, Blood Dragon!"

"Come on, Xue Qingtian!"

……

Even though Blood Dragon lost to Meng Zhao, he was still the pride of their Blood Emperor tribe. Most of them kept cheering for Blood Dragon and Blood Sky. Of course, there were also a small number of people cheering for Meng Zhao and Meng Xiuluo...

"Come on, Meng Zhao!"

"Come on Shura!"

……

(End of this chapter)