C3812 Bloodline Thaumaturgy
C3812 Bloodline Thaumaturgy
Under the swing of the Demonic Wind Slash, Fu Xue's vines were immediately torn into pieces, and a huge gap was formed.
Fu Xue gritted her teeth and used all of her strength to grow even more vines to fill in the gap.
However, no matter how fast Fu Xue's vines grew, the Wind Demon Slash would also grow faster, maybe even faster.
Finally, after a while of stalemate, Fu Xue felt all the mana in her body being sucked out. Her body was like a dried up fruit, and her face was pale. She almost couldn't stand stably.
Blood started to flow out from the corner of her mouth. However, she was still persisting, even though she was on the verge of collapse.
"Enough."
Chen Xiao scolded.
"Captain, I ..." Fu Xue looked up at Chen Xiao with a heartbroken expression, her eyes filled with unwillingness.
She had tried her best, but she still could not stop the wind. The other party was obviously even more powerful.
"It's done. Escape! You must escape!"
Feng Ping's eyes were bloodshot, as if he was going crazy. At the edge of going berserk, he had already used all his strength to cut off all the vines in front of him.
The next moment, he got out of the cage of vines. However, what greeted him was a huge fist that was as big as a mountain.
"Go back."
Zuo Zhao had been waiting for a long time. He took the opportunity to rush forward and punched at Feng Ping's huge head. Zuo Zhao was in the form of a demon bear. The power of this punch could be said to be terrifying. The void was squeezed and distorted. It was very terrifying.
Feng Ping's eyes were filled with shock. At the critical moment, he tried his best to move his head aside and dodge the fatal punch. Zuo Zhao's full-power punch landed on his shoulder, but it didn't hit his vital parts.
Bang!
Feng Ping was directly sent flying back like a sharp arrow, but Zuo Zhao's entire body shook, and he stood where he was. He didn't make any next moves.
A terrifying crack appeared on his chest, and it almost cut off his entire upper body, revealing the pale gold bones inside. It was extremely terrifying.
It turned out that Feng Ping had made a move when the two of them were fighting. He waved his saber and slashed on Zuo Zhao's chest.
If it weren't for Zuo Zhao being in the form of the Demonified Bear, which had a very strong defense, this attack would have been enough to take his life.
For a time, Zuo Zhao was stunned on the spot with a frightened expression.
"Humph!"
In the air, Feng Ping coldly snorted. He didn't dare to slow down at all as he increased his speed in an attempt to escape.
However, although his plan was good, it was stopped. Gu Feng's blade slashed over and arrived next to him.
Peng!
The curved blade and the long blade collided together, creating an ear-piercing sound, as if it was the sound of a demon that wanted to kill. The flying sparks reflected Feng Ping's anxious and uneasy face.
At this moment, it looked even more ferocious.
"You're courting death!" Feng Ping roared.
The image of a demon appeared behind him once again, and a hundred-yard-long blade appeared as it slashed toward Gu Feng.
"No!"
No! Gu Lanyue, who was staring at this scene from afar, had a crazy look in her eyes. At the same time, she thrust out with all her strength.
Facing this terrifying and fatal attack, Feng Ping didn't dodge, nor did he give up the chance to kill Gu Feng. Instead, he raised his left hand to block Gu Lanyue's sword attack, and at the same time, his right hand slashed down.
Gu Feng was sent flying and spat out a mouthful of blood. He was sent flying for more than ten thousand meters before he finally managed to stop himself.
However, the injuries on his body were very serious and he almost lost the ability to fight.
However, the scene of Gu Feng being cut into two by the blade didn't happen as Feng Ping had expected. He was only heavily injured and managed to keep his life.
"Hmm? He's not dead? He's a puppet."
Feng Ping's eyes opened wide as he stared into the distance. He saw a Profound Theory Puppet that was on the verge of breaking block in front of Gu Feng and take most of the attack's power for him. Only then was he able to survive.
"Human puppet master, you despicable and cunning bastard. You deserve to die. Count yourself lucky."
Feng Ping looked at his left arm that had been ripped apart by Gu Lanyue's sword. After cursing, he didn't dare to continue chasing. Instead, he turned around and ran to the side.
"Wind Escape Technique."
Green runes started to appear on Feng Ping's body, and an ancient aura that came from the blessing of the ancient Demonic God started to show signs of miracles on his body.
The green light wrapped around Feng Ping's entire body, and then turned into a streak of light that flashed past Chen Xiao and the others' eyes and escaped into the distance.
..."" Everyone.
All of this happened too quickly, so much so that they were caught off guard and could only watch as Feng Ping escaped.
It was also because this Wind Escape Divine Ability was a bloodline divine ability of the Wind Demon Clan. It was born with the power of the bloodline of the Wind Demon Clan. The speed of it was extremely fast, far surpassing that of an ordinary escape technique. It caused Chen Xiao and the others to be caught off guard and let the opponent take the opportunity to escape.
"Not good, hurry up and chase him! We can't let him escape." Zuo Zhao shouted. He wanted to chase after him with all his might, but was heavily injured. He wanted to help but was powerless.
"I can't accept this." Gu Feng gritted his teeth and said.
"Alas!" Fu Xue's beautiful eyes were almost bleeding as she stared fixedly at the direction Feng Ping fled in, and she was extremely unwilling.
"I'll go chase after him." At this moment, Gu Lanyue's hot blood surged as she volunteered to chase after him by herself.
"You can't! It'll be too dangerous for you." Zuo Zhao said in a deep voice and quickly stopped her.
Gu Feng looked around and suddenly realized that Chen Xiao had disappeared.
"Hmm? Where is the captain? He's gone..."
Twenty thousand kilometers away, in the void, a green demon figure was fleeing at full speed. It was Ping Feng, who had been injured after the battle.
"Damn it, I actually lost an arm! Hateful human, what a despicable and despicable human! Ah ~"
Feng Ping cursed as waves of pain assaulted him from the wound on his left arm.
The only thing that was worth celebrating was that although he had been ambushed and almost died, he was still able to escape because he was a member of the Wind Demon Clan.
Thinking up to here, Feng Ping couldn't help but feel scared.
"It's fortunate that I ran away quickly. If I had been a little bit slower, I would have died." Feng Ping muttered to himself.
"Is that so?"
Is that so? Suddenly, a ghost-like voice entered his mind from the void. It shocked him so much that his expression greatly changed and his face turned deathly pale.
"What is that? It's you!"
Feng Ping's eyes were wide open as he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. He only saw a terrifying soul-stirring figure stepping out from the void, appearing not far behind him. It was extremely horrifying.
The spatial teleportation divine ability was Chen Xiao.
Feng Ping was shocked for a moment, then anger rose up in his heart as he roared, "Human, you still dare to chase after me? Go to hell! Wind Demon Slash!"
A green demon shadow appeared once again, and with a slash of his blade, a long and narrow blade light that was like a silver river appeared out of nowhere and slashed towards Chen Xiao.
Chapter 9 - The Wind Demon Slash