C439 Hand over Half of Your Blood
C439 Hand over Half of Your Blood
However, just as Su Ling was about to lift Wang Huan up, an even more terrifying pressure instantly pressed down on Su Ling's body.
Su Ling's entire body, with a "boom", embedded his feet into the Slate and his knees started bending due to the huge pressure.
"What a terrifying pressure!"
Su Ling's expression changed. At that moment, if it wasn't for his vigilance, he would have probably kneeled on the ground.
At this moment, Wang Huan was already kneeling on the ground. His expression was extremely ugly, as if there was a huge mountain pressing down on his body, making him unable to stand up.
Seeing Wang Huan kneeling on the ground, Su Ling wanted to lend a hand again, but at this moment, the black cat hurriedly said: "Su Ling, take care of yourself first."
Hearing what the black cat said, Su Ling's expression became extremely ugly. Even he found it hard to endure this pressure, let alone Wang Huan.
"That old fogey, has already reached the seventh level of Celestial Phenomena Stage. Even in the outside world, he still belongs to the Top Expert. If you continue to disobey him, we will all die. "
The black cat said in a deep voice.
"Alright, I understand."
Su Ling nodded, he slowly raised his head and stared at the old man who had walked into the Precious Medicine's Auction Field, and said: "This junior has just entered, and does not know the rules yet, I beg senior to forgive me."
He stood there like a withered log of wood, his pupils sunken into the sockets of his eyes. One of the eyes s had incomparably dry eyes, its waist was half bent, and it was wearing a set of extremely large, ill-fitting clothes.
At that moment, the old man was standing there. He coldly stared at Su Ling, then he turned his gaze to Cultivator of Heavenly Martial Stage.
"I am old. You can take away the Precious Medicine here. However, you all must leave half of the Blood Essence in your bodies to me. "
Old Man stared at Cultivating Warrior and said.
"What?!"
Hearing this, Cultivating Warrior and the others were shocked, revealing a horrified expression.
Leave half of the Blood Essence?
This was simply a pipe dream.
To Cultivating Warrior, losing half of the Blood Essence in his body would cause Cultivating Warrior's foundation to be damaged. No matter how many Precious Medicine he consumed, it wouldn't be enough to make up for his loss.
Thinking of this, many of Cultivating Warrior couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. He looked at the old man with fear in his eyes.
"Mn, I only need half of the Blood Essence s to bring them away."
Patriarch Black Wind nodded. Like a devil from hell, his eyes were full of greed and cruelty as he stared at Cultivating Warrior and spoke lightly.
"Damn you old thing, you are already half a step into a coffin and you still want half a Blood Essence. You are simply wishful thinking."
At this time, a high-ranked Cultivator of Heavenly Martial Stage suddenly stood up. His strength had reached the eighth level of Heavenly Martial Stage and was not something that ordinary people like Cultivating Warrior could afford to provoke.
"Yes." Since that's the case, then leave all the Blood Essence to me! "
Patriarch Black Wind said in an indifferent tone.
"Hmph, so what if you're a Celestial Phenomena Stage? "You are already old, and have lived for hundreds of years. You are like a rotten tree that is about to die of old age. I do not believe that your methods can suppress me."
Cultivating Warrior, who had eight levels of Heavenly Martial Stage, was extremely tall. At this moment, his gaze darkened, and his body suddenly trembled. The Mystical Qi in his body crazily surged out, smashing towards Patriarch Black Wind.
"You ant scoundrel, you overestimate yourself."
Patriarch Black Wind smiled bitterly and slowly shook his head. He said indifferently, "Die."
Patriarch Black Wind said the word 'dead' in a neither fast nor slow manner, and his tone was very calm. Soon after, he saw the afterimage of Patriarch Black Wind's body. Even though he was already old and on the verge of death, at this moment, the aura he was emitting was not something Cultivator of Heavenly Martial Stage could compare with.
In an instant, the head of Cultivating Warrior, who had an eighth level Heavenly Martial Stage, was taken off by Patriarch Black Wind.
At this moment, Patriarch Black Wind could not help but cough a few times as blood was coming out of his mouth. He threw the head with blood still flowing out of his hand onto the ground and saw the blood seeping into Patriarch Black Wind's skin like spring water.
After a while, Patriarch Black Wind's piece of skin regained its vitality.
This scene caused Su Ling to be dumbstruck, and he thought to himself: "Is it the Art of Blood Sacrifice?"
"No!"
The black cat said straightforwardly, "This old fogey has never cultivated the Art of Blood Sacrifice. He has only relied on some external force to absorb the fresh blood to maintain his vital signs. Otherwise, he has already lived for several hundred years. Even if time has eroded, he has already died. "
"Mm, not bad."
Su Ling nodded as he understood the importance of Blood Essence to Cultivating Warrior.
If Cultivating Warrior lost too many Blood Essence, his body would dry up. As for the aged Cultivating Warrior, if he was able to absorb even more fresh Blood Essence, he would be able to regain his vitality.
Just like Patriarch Black Wind, if it wasn't for the Blood Essence that relied on Cultivating Warrior, he probably wouldn't have been able to live until now. After all, he was already a few hundred years old. When Cultivating Warrior reached Celestial Phenomena Stage, he would only be able to live for at most two hundred years.
Many Cultivating Warrior personally saw the eighth stage Heavenly Martial Stage Cultivating Warrior being killed and their Blood Essence sucked dry by Patriarch Black Wind. All of them trembled with fear in their hearts.
"What should we do? Are we really going to give half of the Blood Essence to this old bastard? "
"Damn it!" This daddy here is only here for the Precious Medicine, if I were to lose half of my Blood Essence, then this daddy would rather not have my Precious Medicine. "
"Exactly! When our cultivation level reaches our level, the moment we lose half of our Blood Essence, it means that our martial arts foundation is damaged, and can't be recovered just by consuming Precious Medicine. Furthermore, our martial arts foundation is damaged, so our future Way of Martial Arts s will also stop here. "
The more than 20 Cultivating Warrior present were all furious. If it wasn't for the fear of Patriarch Black Wind's strength, they would have already suppressed Patriarch Black Wind.
"Everyone, we have over twenty people. As long as we join hands, with our strength, we will definitely be able to fight against this old fogey."
At this time, Cultivating Warrior, who had a cultivation at the ninth level of Heavenly Martial Stage, suddenly stood up.
However, in the next moment, before this Cultivating Warrior who had a cultivation at the ninth level could finish speaking, his head and neck instantly separated.
Immediately after, they saw Patriarch Black Wind, who was holding the head of Cultivating Warrior who had a cultivation base at the ninth level of Heavenly Martial Stage, reveal a cruel smile towards the other people present.
"Tsk tsk, since you all are unwilling to hand over half of your Blood Essence in exchange for Precious Medicine, I will directly take away half of your Blood Essence. Anyone who dares to resist shall die. "
Patriarch Black Wind let out a ruthless laugh, his eyes were extremely cold and fierce, he stared at the other Cultivating Warrior, then casually threw his head on the ground and said indifferently: "Come! One by one, take the initiative to hand over half of the Blood Essence in your body, and take away the Precious Medicine that you all want, then you can leave this place alive. "