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624 Decisive Battle Twelve(1/3)

The blood cocoon was offset by the blue light, and the two returned to their previous confrontation.

The blood flames burned in Zhang Rongfang's eyes. They were not real flames, but fluorescent blood surging in his pupils.

He stared at the holy patrol at this time.

"If I'm not wrong."

He paused, stood dozens of meters away from the opponent, and started to condense the blood cloud again.

"Your number of rebirths should be limited, right?"

Sheng Xun looked solemn. At this time, the way he looked at Zhang Rongfang was completely different from before.

"I admit that I underestimated you," he said softly. "You are more dangerous than Master Qi."

"At first, I just regarded you as a little trouble that could only cause some interference. But now it seems that I was wrong."

Shengxun glanced at Yue Dewen in the distance who had recovered as before.

The injuries to the opponent's mind and will cannot be repaired, but at least the injuries to the physical body can be repaired, and the person will slowly be replenished as time goes by.

Your mind will slowly recover.

Therefore, Yue Dewen's life was saved.

"That's great." Shengxun sighed. His eyes returned to Zhang Rongfang again.

"You guessed it right. My rebirth is called Nine Phoenix Nirvana, which is an ultimate stunt I created based on the true meaning of the mythical phoenix.

It is one of the core true seals of the Great Zhoutian Nine Phoenix Holy Spirit Skill."

"This true seal, in its final form, can be used nine times every ninety years. In other words, the chance of Nirvana is restored once every ten years.

And now, your master has killed me four times, and you have killed me once. Now it is five times. There are four more times left, but it is a pity that you have no chance."

Shengxun sighed.

"Four times?" Zhang Rongfang calmed down.

He raised his hand to the sky.

The blood clouds in the sky began to slowly revolve around the three people, forming a huge whirlpool.

“Then come again!!”

laugh!!

His figure disappeared from the spot.

In an instant, four phantoms of Zhang Rongfang appeared around Shengxun and moved forward to take action.

Shengxun was about to block, but the surroundings turned dark again, and a blood cocoon appeared out of thin air, once again canceling out the energy around him.

The perception that was smooth and smooth just now has once again plunged into absolute darkness.

puff!

The blood cocoon was shattered, but there was no approach from Zhang Rongfang at all.

Yes, it's just more and more thick blood.

The mighty blood river is constantly transformed from the blood cloud, forming a huge whirlpool, washing away the holy patrol in the center.

The power of the Holy Patrol and the divine power that represents the blood of the sky combine to create blue light spots that are wildly canceling out the surrounding blood and eroding each other.

This is so similar to the move Yue Dewen used against him before! It's just that the corrosive effect of this blood is not as powerful as Yue Dewen's general force.

Sheng Xun's heart trembled, and he quickly retreated, trying to leave the range of the bloody water.

But in an instant, a huge force hit him from behind.

He punched out with his backhand. The huge force was enough to knock back Zhang Rongfang who was attacking from behind.

But this blockage also caused his retreating figure to be blocked back again.

The blood constantly corrodes the surrounding blue light.

The Holy Patrol tried to break through again and again, but Zhang Rongfang forced him back at excessive speed.

The two of them had the same level of advantage in fending off the enemy, and neither could avoid the other.

For a while, the two of them were in a stalemate on top of the ruins.

Shengxun obviously suffered from speed. Although he was strong, his speed was far inferior to Zhang Rongfang. He was dragged and trapped in the envelope of blood clouds and blood rivers, and was constantly corroded to offset his body's momentum.

And if he chooses to concentrate on fighting the blood around him, Zhang Rongfang will suddenly launch a few sneak attacks.

The blood cocoon isolates the senses for a moment, and the blood and water condense the fake body to deceive the senses. Then the blood river is driven to move with it.

He was forcibly dragged into the blood river and blood cloud by Zhang Rongfang.

finally.

A few minutes later.

A burst of blue light exploded.

Holy Xun attained nirvana again.

This is the sixth time.

The Holy Patrol, which quickly regrouped, stopped moving and stood directly on the spot, on guard while gathering blue light spots with all its strength to resist the erosion of blood and water.

"Since you want to compete with me, then I will stay with you until the end! I want to see how long your momentum can last!" Sheng Xun looked solemn as never before.

At this point, he had died six times in a row. Even during the last intersection of heaven and earth, he had never been in such a dilemma.

But now, master and apprentice Yue Dewen actually did it!

Zhang Rongfang also remained silent and used all his strength to summon blood, continuously converting the essence of the surrounding heaven and earth into blood and water.

At this time, Yue Dewen had retreated further away, standing on the top of the spire temple of Xuehong Pavilion, watching the two men fight from a distance.

Blood clouds have replaced his general white clouds, flooding the entire Xuehong Pavilion.

And a huge vortex has been formed, rotating around the two people in the center.

"This kid actually became so strong all of a sudden!?" Yue Dewen suddenly felt that all his previous sufferings were in vain.

If I had known that my apprentice was so capable, why would I have worked so hard for him?

Wouldn't it be better to just lie down and enjoy life?

Anyway, when something happens, the disciple can resolve it by coming forward.

Yue Dewen's mood became more and more complicated.

boom!!

Suddenly, in the center of the blood cloud vortex, another blue light exploded.

The seventh time!

Shengxun died again.

"It seems that the outcome has been decided." Yue Dewen sighed slightly.

Although this kind of trick is a bit helpless, there is strength in numbers, and there is reason in numbers.

Zhang Rongfang was able to gather so many rivers of blood because of his ability.

What Yue Dewen didn't understand was where did all this blood come from?

They could all see that Zhang Rongfang had taken a trick.

He did not gather strength alone. Instead, he created a large amount of blood with his own strength and let it besiege the enemy.

The energy of these blood is very pure, they are simply the best soldiers. They are also the best consumables of energy.

In the blink of an eye, there was another blue light explosion.

The eighth time!

Just one last time left.

In the whirlpool of blood clouds.

Zhang Rongfang's bodies surrounded the Holy Patrol and flew in the air.

All the bodies are exactly the same, with huge bat wings, so it's impossible to tell the real ones from the fake ones.

At this point, both Shengxun and Zhang Rongfang were exhausted.

Shengxun died too many times, and although his body recovered every time, he couldn't recover from the wear and tear on his mind.

Although Zhang Rongfang was never seriously injured, he hid in the blood cloud and made various sneak attacks.

But activating the Blood Call with all your strength requires a lot of effort.

After all, the target of the blood river erosion is the holder of the Blood of Heaven, the strongest person on the ground in the Lingfei Sect.

If Zhang Rongfang hadn't gathered a massive blood cloud before he arrived, the blood water he temporarily summoned wouldn't be enough to keep up with the speed of canceling out the blue light.

At this point, everything is no longer important. The real competition is the consumption of the two's endurance! It is the consumption of spiritual will.
To be continued...
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