Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 467 Unyielding Blood
bang bang bang! ! !
A series of sounds, like thunder and drums, penetrated the world.

There are two people, one is wearing a golden armor, like a war emperor possessed, majestic, and the other is full of blood, like Shura killing a god, bloodthirsty and violent.

After a short time, each of them didn't know how many times they shot, the momentum was shocking, and there was no end to death.

"Haha, what kind of emperor-level war puppet, that's all."

"Don't get carried away, I don't believe that your bloodline martial soul can last forever."

While the two are fighting fiercely, they still don't forget to attack each other with words, in an attempt to stimulate each other, so as to find each other's flaws.

It's a pity that although the two are young, their hearts are as rock-solid and their aspirations are as high as the sky. Neither of them can break through the other's mind with mere words.

None of the spectators did not change their colors, especially the many older warriors.

They have been obsessed with martial arts for many years and have rich experience in close combat, but looking at the two teenagers in the arena who are fighting each other with their lives, their hearts are extremely shocked.

It is unimaginable that the two of them have improved their cultivation bases, whether they can go through ten moves in his hands.

"Among my generation, I am No.1, so I don't believe I can't deal with you."

Unable to attack for a long time, Ba Wudao yelled wildly, with one punch and one stroke supplemented by the power of blood, the power was extremely powerful, and he moved to attack Yang Xuan's vital point.

Yang Xuan's expression was cold and stern, he didn't say anything, his whole body showed his sharpness, and he waved his fists and feet to fight against Ba Wudao.

Every time the two confronted each other, the sky and the earth trembled, and many people with lower cultivation levels felt a little unsteady on their feet and had to use their energy.

"Are these really two teenagers!?"

People are amazed, Yang Xuan and Ba Wudao are too powerful, rare in the world, they have such combat power at such a young age, once they step into the Supreme, or set foot on Duotian, they will not be able to overwhelm many senior figures who have cultivated for countless years .

boom!
With a loud noise, the two just separated, and rushed towards each other again, launching a fierce attack.

Crackling! ! !

On the street, the hard floor was cracked, and the cracks spread like spider webs. A large amount of sand and stone were rolled up and turned into powder, and the smoke and dust shot up into the sky.

The two of them were like two tireless wild beasts, fighting from the ground to the sky, and then killing from the sky to the ground.

The trees on both sides of the street burst into pieces one after another, sawdust flew across, buildings shook violently, debris flew down, and the walls cracked.

Some old and dilapidated buildings collapsed after a short period of time. Fortunately, the people in this area had already run away, otherwise it would be strange not to be affected.

Boom boom boom! ! !
Ba Wudao's murderous intent flourished, the more he fought, the harder he fought, his fists struck out continuously, like two ferocious blood dragons, vowing to break through Yang Xuan's defense and kill him.

This young man of unknown origin is really terrifying. Not only is his physical body unparalleled, he also possesses a legendary emperor-level war puppet, and his melee attack methods are also extremely sharp.

If he is allowed to grow, sooner or later he will become a great enemy, and he must be eliminated before his wings are full.

"I must die, this son must die, all the heavens and myriad worlds that threaten my existence must disappear."

Ba Wudao yelled madly in his heart, and gradually increased his strength, as if he forgot to suppress his strength, causing Yang Xuan to retreat steadily, in a panic, the light of the golden armor on his body also became flickering, faintly showing signs of collapse.

"This guy!"

Yang Xuan was furious, he thought Ba Wudao was a character.

Unexpectedly, in order to kill him, Ba Wudao broke his promise and kept increasing his strength.

"Ah, the heart of Tyrant Wudao has been shaken!"

"Yes, he has obviously increased his strength. If this continues, Yang Xuan's defeat will be a matter of time, but if he kills Yang Xuan by such disgraceful means, he will also have a demon in his heart. It will be difficult for him to practice in the future. You will be insane, and you will never recover."

"No way, Yang Xuan's talent is too high, even if he doesn't have the Supreme Treasure Physique, he must have cultivated the most powerful physique, and sooner or later he will reach the level comparable to Ba Wudao."

Several senior fighters in the divine power realm communicated through sound transmission. They had excellent eyesight, and they saw that Ba Wudao had quietly increased his power, and wanted to suppress and kill Yang Xuan with absolute power.

"Boy, hurry up, the war puppet can't resist anymore."

The Purgatory Boy was very anxious, but soon his voice became cold again: "Either use the Heavenly Demon Martial Soul, so that I should be able to compete with Tyrant, or let me activate the extreme power and destroy him! of."

"Don't act rashly, you should die if you are tyrannical, but you must not let people find out that I did it. In addition, have you forgotten the warning of the King of War? There are emperors in this star field. Once you notice that the Purgatory Sword existence, you and I must die."

Yang Xuan's anger returned to anger, but he didn't lose his mind, and he didn't use the Heavenly Demon Martial Soul.

This is his trump card at the bottom of the box, and he will never use it unless it is in a critical moment.

"Aren't you crazy? Why are you hiding from XZ now? Come on, fight me head-on."

Ba Wudao laughed loudly, his body was full of energy and blood, and he punched with the strength of ten dragons, and rushed towards Yang Xuan as quickly as thunder.

Yang Xuan's figure moved sideways, but he was still half a step slower.

Ba Wudao increased his strength, and his speed naturally became faster. He tried his best to avoid this blow, but was hit by Ba Wudao's punch on the right chest, and flew out spitting blood.

Boom!

A building collapsed and crumbled by him, and a large amount of rubble and broken wood submerged him and turned into ruins.

"Get out, I know you're not dead yet." Ba Wudao shouted.

Many people's eyes are dull, and they are as powerful as the ancient emperor-level war puppets, and they can't resist the overbearing and unrivaled divine power.

If this continues, Yang Xuan is not far from death.

Due to poor eyesight, these people didn't notice that Ba Wudao had increased his strength, and they thought Yang Xuan was exhausted.

"boom!"

A figure rushed out from under the ruins, it was Yang Xuan.

At this moment, he no longer has a war puppet on his body, his white clothes are blood-stained and tattered, and his black hair is also messy.

On his right chest, his flesh was churning, and he didn't know how many bones were broken, and strands of bright red blood gushed out, dyeing half of his body red, which was shocking.

"hiss!"

Countless people gasped, shocked by Yang Xuan's current appearance.

However, what shocked them even more was that the young man in his eyes did not bow his head, his body stood straight, and his eyes were still burning with raging anger.

On him, the sky-rocketing fighting intent was released, sweeping the nine heavens and ten earths.

"Still fighting!?"

The eyelids of the people watching the battle jumped wildly, and many veteran warriors were also moved.

Everyone could see that Yang Xuan was seriously injured now, he might be hit by Ba Wudao a few more times, and he would be smashed to pieces and die in Huangquan, but he didn't intend to back down, he still wanted to fight against Ba Wudao.

"You, are you not afraid of death!?"

Ba Wudao's voice trembled slightly, with strong shock, as if he did not expect that this young man of his age was so tenacious.

"Of course I'm afraid of death, but you can't kill me yet."

Yang Xuan stared at Ba Wudao and said in a cold voice.

"Hmph, how dare you speak hard when you are about to die." Ba Wudao said angrily.

"It's just a villain. You are not worthy of possessing the heavenly hegemony body. You don't need to sneak around to get it. Just use all your strength."

It is rare for Yang Xuan to talk nonsense, and his words are sonorous and powerful, containing a great deal of sarcasm.

As the sound spread, the world was suddenly silent.

The crowd reacted one after another, knowing that Ba Wudao must have secretly increased his strength in order to kill Yang Xuan, otherwise the punch just now should not be able to hurt Yang Xuan.

For a moment, the crowd looked at Ba Wudao differently.

Originally, they thought that Ba Wudao was born with arrogance, and that what he said would count.

But right now, it seems that Ba Wudao is also a human being, and it is inevitable to use tricks in order to win.

"You dare to insult me, I want you to be destroyed."

Ba Wudao's eyes were about to burst, his hatred was overwhelming, and no matter how others looked at him, he kicked his feet, no longer restrained his own strength, and the mountains shook for a while, his whole body was like a cannonball fired, rushing at an unparalleled speed come over.

Along the way, the rocks rolled up all over the ground, the momentum was huge and violent, and he came to Yang Xuan in a blink of an eye, and struck out with a fist.

Yang Xuan was very calm, he was mentally prepared, and tried his best to drift backwards, dodging dangerously.

"See how long you can hide?"

Ba Wudao had a fierce light shining deep in his pupils, and was about to chase Yang Xuan, but just as he moved, his speed dropped sharply, and the blood energy that was rolling all over his body quickly dissipated.

"Damn!"

Ba Wudao cursed secretly, his body shook a few times invisibly, and his face became a little pale.

"Bloodline Martial Soul is powerful, but the side effects are not small, Ba Wudao probably can only last for so long!"

"Indeed, but Yang Xuan is injured, if he continues to fight, he will definitely die."

A group of older warriors were discussing in low voices, and almost no one was optimistic about Yang Xuan.

After all, Ba Wudao has already torn his face, using his power of ten dragons to deal with Yang Xuan is like an adult fighting a child, no matter how flexible the child's body is, there is no chance of winning, and he is doomed to die.

"Cough cough!"

Yang Xuan's hair was disheveled, his chest heaved and heaved, and he coughed blood violently from his mouth.

Not long ago, he was punched by Ba Wudao, not to mention the trauma, his internal organs were all ruptured.

This is because he dodged in time and passed the vital point, otherwise he would be crippled if he didn't die.

Fortunately, he opened the gate of life and cultivated a half-immortal body. The energy and blood in his body are strong, life is endless, and the physical body has strong resilience.

Every minute and every second, his injury is gradually getting better.

Ba Wudao didn't know about this at all, otherwise he would have to attack continuously without giving him any time to catch his breath.

At this moment, seeing Yang Xuan swaying and vomiting blood, Ba Wudao laughed crazily: "Do you have any last words to say? If you don't, then you can go to die."

"It's still the same sentence, you can't kill me." Even though he was severely injured, Yang Xuan did not show weakness.

"court death."

Ba Wudao raised his sword eyebrows fiercely, and volleyed towards him. Along the way, the wind blew and roared, sand and stones flew violently, and he punched the void with boundless force, and hit Yang Xuan hard.

Yang Xuan's eyes were like cold stars, his body was burning with unyielding blood, he wanted to try how strong the power of ten dragons was.

This time, he didn't choose to dodge, instead he swung his right arm and punched out with Jiujibeng and Triple Killing Sword Intent, fighting hard.

(End of this chapter)