C217 Kill Zhao Hu
C217 Kill Zhao Hu
There were five or six drops of blood essence that fell onto the flying shuttle. Zhao Hu's face turned pale, and even his hair turned a third white in an instant. He looked extremely miserable.
He smiled. His smile was very ferocious, and it made Yang Xuan's hair stand on end.
"I have been the ruler of Qifeng Country for more than twenty years. Kid, you are the first person who forced me to do this."
As his voice faded, the two flying shuttles started shaking and buzzing. All the red light had been restrained. The flying shuttles seemed to have turned into red jade. They were crystal clear and shining with cold light.
"Go!"
Zhao Hu made a sign with one hand and shouted angrily. The shuttles immediately dashed out. It looked very calm. There was no red light, but the killing intent was even stronger. It left two afterimages behind. After a flash, it arrived in front of the milky white light screen.
Yang Xuan looked at it with interest. He did not move.
On the light screen, layers of ripples spread out. The originally faint light screen gradually became clearer after being hit by the two shuttles, and the light became brighter and brighter.
"Kacha!"
A subtle sound was heard, and at the intersection of one of the shuttles, a crack suddenly appeared.
It was like a spark of star fire. When the crack appeared, it immediately expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the entire light barrier was spread by the crack. Then, it shattered with a loud bang, turning into countless Spirit Aura fragments that spread in the air.
After succeeding in his attack, Zhao Hu's face revealed a wild and joyful expression. He changed his technique, and the flying shuttle's momentum became even stronger. It pierced towards the center of Yang Xuan's brows.
A strong sense of crisis surged up. The fine hairs on Yang Xuan's body stood up. That dim blood-red light was like a bloody mouth, and it made people's hair stand on end.
"What an annoying feeling."
He frowned slightly and adjusted the Spiritual Force. This feeling that came from his body immediately disappeared. After that, he raised his head and looked coldly at the two flying shuttles.
"I want your magical item, he said. It's your honor to give it to me as compensation. How dare you resist? It looks like I won't be able to keep you alive."
Snorting coldly, he extended a hand and clenched it into a fist.
When Zhao Hu saw this, he burst into laughter and said mockingly, "Do you think you can withstand my attack with your previous means? Haha! You are really... "
Before he could finish his words, his pupils dilated as he thought of something.
After the shuttle broke through the light screen, it was only a short distance away from Yang Xuan. However, even after two breaths had passed, it still couldn't hurt him.
The hand that Yang Xuan stretched out seemed to have some kind of special power. The flying shuttle spun rapidly in front of his hand, but it couldn't move forward at all.
"Break!"
Following Yang Xuan's soft shout, the bloody light wrapped around the flying shuttle instantly shattered and dissipated into nothingness. Even the Spiritual Force attached to it also dissipated.
The two flying shuttles that were originally powerful had now turned into scrap metal and fell down powerlessly.
"This is..."
"This is a spellbreaker"
Within Yang Xuan's sea of consciousness, the Black Panther's voice was slowly transmitted over. "When your realm is sufficient, you will naturally understand the principles of heaven and earth. Before that, you should focus on your cultivation!"
After throwing out the words that Yang Xuan wanted to think about himself, it continued to control Yang Xuan's body. It raised one hand, and in its hand, countless rays of light condensed out of thin air. Finally, it turned into a fist-sized light ball, which was filled with a terrifying spiritual pressure.
Although this light ball was simple and unadorned, it gave people an even greater pressure than the Fire Flood Dragon from before.
Yang Xuan held the light ball in his hand and looked at the opposite party with a pale face. The terrified Zhao Hu hesitated for a moment, then he said coldly, "Get lost. I have decided to let you go. As for the Flood Dragon demon pill, I'll treat it as a compensation."
"You... you can forget about it!"
Zhao Hu's face, which had just risen up with some fear, became ferocious once again. Perhaps it was because the Black Panther's current attitude was a little arrogant, which made him, who had always been quite arrogant, find it hard to accept.
"You, go to hell!"
He roared angrily and slapped the storage bag once again. He took out an exquisite long sword and flew towards Yang Xuan. However... It was already good enough that he was able to stay in the air after consuming too much blood essence. His speed was extremely slow. It was about the same as the soldiers jogging.
Yang Xuan, who was under the control of the Black Panther, frowned. He snorted coldly and threw the light ball in his hand out.
"What are you doing!?"
Within his sea of consciousness, Yang Xuan's expression changed slightly as he berated.
This was only a competition, there was no need to involve human lives.
However, the light ball had already moved, and it was moving extremely fast. As soon as Yang Xuan finished speaking, it landed on Zhao Hu's body.
Zhao Hu, who had used up most of his Spiritual Force and Essence Qi, did not have the strength to resist. As soon as he touched the light ball, he was completely enveloped by the raging Spiritual Force in the blink of an eye.
A bright light shone in the air.
Outside the square, everyone was holding their breaths as they watched this scene. Emperor Chiang and his son had a complicated expression on their faces, Su Yue'er's face was filled with fear, and the rest of the soldiers who had yet to retreat were all stunned on the spot.
That dazzling white light, perhaps because it was too close, even the sky seemed to have lit up, as if a small sun had appeared.
Yang Xuan looked up and only felt that the light in front of him was somewhat glaring, and he immediately narrowed his eyes.
In the sky, clouds quickly formed. The azure sky seemed to have the momentum of a storm in the blink of an eye.
In the Imperial Palace, there was a strong wind. Many people's long robes were blown into disorder. The palace maids held their skirts tightly, their hair fluttering in the wind.
Outside the Imperial Palace that was separated by a wall, the grass and trees were calm, and even the leaves did not change at all.
"Not good! I've used too many Spiritual Force. I've been exposed."
Yang Xuan gritted his teeth and muttered to himself. He was somewhat panicky. The black color in his eyes quickly retreated, and the white light that spilled out also dissipated.
His body seemed to have lost its support, and he quickly fell down. His eyes were lifeless.
"Master! Are you alright!?"
"Immortal Master Yang!"
Emperor Chiang and Su Yue'er reacted almost at the same time and rushed towards Yang Xuan.
It was unknown whether it was intentional or not, but Emperor Chiang's speed was getting slower and slower. In the end, he stopped halfway and looked at Su Yue'er's back. He did not do anything.
Su Yue'er, who had just entered the Immortality Path, naturally did not have any Spiritual Force on her. She was only slightly stronger than ordinary people. When she arrived in front of Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan had already landed on her face.
"Ah!"
Su Yue'er, who was not ready yet, looked at the rapidly descending body. She screamed instinctively, but still reached out her hand.
After waiting for a while, the expected violent impact did not come. She was puzzled in her heart. After a while, she slowly opened her eyes...