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Chapter 120 Unleashing a Bloodbath [Part 3]

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Zhao Yaozhen took a step forward, and the crimson energy around his body suddenly boiled, churning and surging in the rain as if it were a tangible substance, shaking the falling rain into a sky full of mist.

With robes fluttering, his figure shot out like a blood-red rainbow.

"Kneel down!"

The moment Hu Long looked up, that palm strike came crashing down like a cloak of the sky.

The palm wind howled, carrying an intense pressure, as if it wanted to suppress this entire world.

Hu Long's gaze remained calm. Instead of retreating, he advanced, throwing a punch that shot skyward.

Fists and palms collided.

boom!

A dull roar exploded, and centered on the two people, a visible shockwave carrying a deluge of rain burst forth, sweeping out in all directions.

The hard rock on the ground shattered inch by inch, and cracks spread out like a spider web.

Some ordinary soldiers who were nearby didn't even have time to scream before they were thrown sideways by the shockwave and crashed heavily into the mud, bleeding from their mouths and noses, their fate unknown.

Zhao Yaozhen's figure landed in the distance, and he took two or three steps back before regaining his balance, a hint of astonishment appearing in his eyes.

"Peak of the Vital Energy Realm? You were hiding your true strength!"

Hu Long moved his slightly numb wrist. The strange, blood-red energy flashed twice on his arm like electric arcs, but when it found that it could not enter his body, it dissipated.

He gave a light laugh.

"A master of blood transfusion, nothing more than that."

That red energy, resembling a blood-red lightning bolt, was indeed very strong.

However, it could not penetrate his body to cause him any harm.

His gaze passed over Zhao Yaozhen and landed on the two people behind him.

In fact, fighting against opponents of higher ranks is what Hu Long hates most.

That doesn't prove how strong he is, but rather it's the most helpless choice.

If possible, he prefers the overwhelming feeling of crushing someone of a lower realm with someone of a higher realm.

Unfortunately, current conditions do not allow it.

Being cornered here, there's no way to leave safely without taking action.

Of course, there's one more thing.

Although the three were strong, especially the man carrying a long halberd and the woman with an iron sword and a sharp aura, they did pose a threat to him.

But that was all; it didn't give him a sense of insurmountable danger.

"waste!"

A cold voice suddenly rang out, carrying undisguised sarcasm.

Yu Wenjian's eyes gleamed with a silver light, and he was like a drawn sword, his sharpness fully revealed.

"Even if he was hiding his strength, you, as a master of blood exchange, couldn't defeat him and even lost the battle. You've brought shame on us."

She stared at Hu Long, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes.

"Boy, I admit you're a genius, but unfortunately, you shouldn't have attacked us, the younger members of our clan—"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

A loud shout interrupted her.

Luo Tianshi spat out the blade of grass he was holding in his mouth.

He took the halberd from behind him and held it in his hand.

He looked at Hu Long with a solemn expression.

Before he finished speaking, his figure blurred, turning into a streak of light as he charged straight at Hu Long.

His voice continued to drift on the wind, carrying undisguised contempt.

"Stop showing off, you two! What are you standing there for? Come at me together!"

This kid can withstand a blood transfusion while still in a state of internal strength; he's even more talented than me.

Based on my years of experience reading novels, he must be a person with great fortune.

Even if I'm not the main character, I'm definitely a major villain.

This child must not be allowed to live! Go all out and capture him!

Zhao Yaozhen and Yu Wenjian had strange expressions.

They hadn't yet processed Luo Tianshi's whimsical words.

Then a loud shout was heard.

"Phoenix Heaven Halberd Technique, Seventh Form: Mountain Severing!"

Luo Tianshi's eyes shone.

A crimson energy, several times more concentrated than Zhao Yaozhen's, swirled around his body.

Behind them, a giant blue bird raised its head and flapped its wings.

He held the halberd in both hands, his body leaping into the air. The halberd was round like a full moon, and he slashed down from above with the force of wind and thunder.

In an instant, a blood-red blade of light, tens of feet long, ripped through the sky, like a blood-red crescent moon falling to earth, crashing down with a deafening roar.

Faced with this clearly powerful attack.

Hu Long naturally couldn't withstand it head-on.

He swayed slightly, like a gentle breeze, narrowly missing me.

—Boom!

next moment.

The entire mountaintop snapped diagonally under the impact, rocks crumbled, and dust billowed like a waterfall.

Just as Hu Long regained his footing, a sharp sword light tore through the rain and pierced straight towards him.

At the same time, a violent palm strike swept in from the other side.

It was Yu Wenjian and Zhao Yaozhen who joined forces to attack.

Although Luo Shitian has a foul mouth, there is some truth in what he says.

This person is too strange; joining forces is the best option.

—Boom boom boom boom!

The aftershocks of the four-person fight transformed into an invisible vortex of death.

Within a hundred meters, whether it was rock formations or rainwater, steel tanks or living flesh and blood, everything was torn to shreds by this destructive force.

Seeing this scene.

The soldiers dared not linger for even a moment.

They had no choice but to retreat hastily, desperately trying to create distance.

In the field.

The fight continues.

The three of them, including Luo Tianshi, were increasingly alarmed.

The three of them, as masters of blood transfusion, besieged a cultivator at the Strong Internal Organs Realm.

Although they had the upper hand.

For a moment, I couldn't quite manage to take it down.

If it weren't for the fact that this person didn't have any outward signs of blood and qi, they would have suspected that he was a Grandmaster at the peak of the Blood Exchange stage, pretending to be playing with them.

This person is not only extremely strong.

That skin was exceptionally tough and possessed a strong recoil force. Even when the Yuwen Sword, with its sharp sword light capable of piercing through metal, struck it, it only left a white dot.

Of the three, only Luo Tianshi was able to break through Hu Long's defenses.

But it only extends to the outermost layer of the skin.

The halberd blade left a shallow wound, which healed instantly.

He's a monster.

Of course, Hu Long was also powerless against the three of them.

They were even gradually suppressed and put at a disadvantage.

—Bang!

He clashed head-on with Luo Tianshi.

Hu Long was sent flying backward, landing several times on the ground.

He barely managed to steady himself.

The three figures attacked again.

"Amitabha Buddha, just surrender. Why bother with these futile struggles?"

Zhao Yaozhen looked at Hu Long.

Although this person is strange, it's only a matter of time before he is defeated under the combined attack of the three of them.

"Is that so? Looks like you've got me cornered!"

Hu Long chuckled softly.

Cross your arms in front of you, fingers slightly bent, and pull suddenly.

--laugh!

A tearing, explosive sound echoed through the air.

Countless talismans emerged from behind, enveloping the three of them, including himself.

These were all blood explosion talismans that Hu Long had drawn before, and there were thousands of them.

They were all connected by threads finer than a hair.

This thread was a special item that Hu Long had obtained from that person named Wei Huo last time; it was very tough.

"Um?

'

As members of a superior clan and masters of blood transfusion, the three of them naturally possessed considerable knowledge.

The anomaly of these talismans was immediately apparent.

I tried to back away, but it was too late.

"burst!"

Boom!

The ultimate light suddenly shone brightly.

The flames weren't the usual orange-red; they were an eerie bluish-white.

Flames expanded from the center, like a giant lotus, a hundred meters in diameter, blooming in a fraction of a second, composed of pure destruction.

Where the petals passed, the air was ignited, the rainwater was evaporated, and the pebbles on the ground were directly burned into glass, only to be instantly pulverized by the shockwave.

The earth was uprooted, rocks were crushed, and sand and gravel were mixed together to form a solid gray wave that spread outwards.

Hu Long's figure flew backwards for a hundred meters before crashing into a hill and coming to a stop.

Although his body was charred black, he was not seriously injured.

Looking up, one sees a huge, deep pit with a diameter of more than a mile.

The pit walls were smooth, vitrified crystals, emitting plumes of white steam as the torrential rain washed over them.

At the deepest part of the pit, there were still scattered sparks flickering.

The smells of burnt wood, sulfur, and the strange odor of molten rock mingled together, making it hard to breathe.

Three figures emerged from within.

Although they weren't killed in the explosion, they were all somewhat disheveled.

Seeing this scene.

Hu Long grinned maliciously.

Instead of retreating, they advanced and charged straight at the three of them.

At the same time, wisps of white mist rose up all around.

It was mixed with the white vapor produced by the high temperature evaporation of rainwater after the explosion.

It quickly enveloped the area.

Anyone who's been in a group fight knows that when facing an attack from all sides, two fists can't fight four hands, so all you need to do is grab one person and attack them.

Hu Long did the same thing.

He moved in a flash and appeared directly in front of Zhao Yaozhen.

Hu Long's chest bulged violently, and his mouth under the mask suddenly opened.

The surrounding air rushed into my mouth.

The next moment.

-roar!!

A thunderous roar suddenly erupted, interspersed with awe-inspiring sounds like the roars of tigers and the howls of leopards.

It was the thunderous roar of the tiger and leopard.

It can both temper one's body and awe one's heart.

At that moment, a sudden explosion pierced through my mind and soul.

Zhao Yaozhen had already suffered serious internal injuries from being swept up by thousands of blood explosion talismans, and being in the misty white fog formed by mirage energy, his senses were already confused and unclear.

At that moment, the thunderous roar of the tiger and leopard struck from above, instantly shocking him and causing him to freeze in his tracks.

Hu Long seized this fleeting opening.

His entire arm suddenly turned crimson, like a red-hot branding iron, as if a layer of alluring red gauze had been draped over his skin, and the intense heat distorted the surrounding air.

A punch slammed down from the sky, like a meteorite falling to the ground.

At this critical moment.

The string of Buddhist beads in Zhao Yaozhen's hand suddenly shone brightly, with one of the beads shining as brightly as the sun.

In an instant, a layer of illusory golden bell phantom materialized around him, enveloping him.

Boom! !

A golden halo suddenly spread out.

The deep, resonant chimes of the bells echoed throughout the arena, miraculously blocking this thunderous attack.

"Break it for me!"

Hu Long exhaled and made a sound like thunder.

Almost at the same time the bell rang, his second punch landed.

The violent impact of hundreds of tons poured down, and the golden bell phantom only lasted for a moment before it shattered like glass, turning into countless golden fragments that vanished without a trace.

The force of the punch did not diminish, and it landed squarely on Zhao Yaozhen's head.

Although the golden bell phantom failed to completely block the attack, it bought Zhao Yaozhen a moment of clarity.

But it was precisely this moment of clarity that made him acutely aware of the approaching death.

His face contorted, his pupils contracted sharply, and a look of terror froze on his face.

There was no time to react.

—Bang!

It was accompanied by a dull, thunderous explosion.

Zhao Yaozhen's head exploded in mid-air without any suspense, blood mist filled the air, and fragments of bone and brains splattered everywhere, leaving a shocking crimson stain on the ruins-like ground.

The headless corpse swayed and then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Zhao Yaozhen, the master of blood transfusion, is dead!

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