Immortality from plundering luck

Chapter 20: Red Evil
Before Zhou Yuan could say a word, he saw Shi He rushing towards him. He could only swallow the rest of the sentence, feeling very uncomfortable as if something was stuck in his throat.

Shi He kicked the boulder hard with his right foot. A powerful force spread out in all directions with him as the center. Cracks appeared on the boulder under his feet, and dust flew all over the sky.

He rushed towards Zhou Yuan like a cannonball, his whole body surging with energy and blood, his palms like knives, slashing heavily.

Zhou Yuan looked at Shi He who was rushing towards him, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

In front of the dilapidated temple, on the bloody ground, two figures were fighting fiercely.

Shi He's palm was like a knife, slashing heavily at Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan swung his long sword straight at Shi He's attacking right palm. Shi He smiled coldly, and under Zhou Yuan's incredible gaze, his right palm quickly changed, with his five fingers forming an eagle claw shape, directly avoiding the cold blade and slamming down on Zhou Yuan's sword-holding hand.

"Put it down!"

With an angry shout, Zhou Yuan felt an extremely fierce force hitting his hand. Suddenly, his palm felt numb and trembled, and he was unable to control the long sword at all.

In just a moment, the long sword was taken away by Shi He.

Zhou Yuan became extremely anxious upon seeing this. A thick black aura quickly rose from his palms. The muscles on his entire arms swelled up, and a layer of extremely dense black air spread out, moving on his arms like a black snake.

He raised his arms, and while Shi He was trying to grab the knife, he struck Shi He's temple with one palm.

This palm was extremely vicious, the extremely dense black color almost completely covered the entire palm, emitting a poisonous and sinister aura. If it hit him, I'm afraid Shi He's brain would burst out in an instant!

"Qingyang!" Shi He's right palm turned a deep green as he also faced forward.

boom!
With a dull thud, the two palms collided heavily in the air. The invisible auras collided with each other, and tremendous energy particles gushed out instantly. The bodies of the two men were affected by the energy explosion at the same time. They each retreated more than ten steps before they managed to stabilize their bodies.

"You really have the strength of the eighth level of the mortal body, and this Qingyang Palm," Zhou Yuan lowered his arms, trying his best to control his trembling arms. Just now, he collided head-on with Shi He's palm, and felt a burning pain in the palm of his hand. Faintly, he could even feel the burning pain extending upwards along his meridians.

He raised his arm slightly, and saw a distinct dark green spot on his palm. His face turned ashen, and his eyes were gloomy as he said, "I didn't expect that you have cultivated this Qingyang Palm to perfection. It's really beyond my expectation."

Shi He showed a mocking expression on his face: "Similarly, it is beyond my expectation that Gang Leader Zhou is so unworthy of his reputation."

"You!" Zhou Yuan's face was very gloomy, and he felt quite aggrieved. Most of his strength was in the Black Shark Gun. Now that the gun was not in his hand, his strength was weakened. If he had switched to the Black Shark Gun, Zhou Yuan was confident that the other party would not have been able to dodge the attack just now.

"It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you think my position as the leader of the gang is in vain." Zhou Yuan snorted angrily, and then he suddenly raised his right arm, and the whole arm was instantly covered with black airflow, flowing rapidly. After a moment, the airflow suddenly gathered to form a black spear, piercing the void and shooting straight at Shi He's head.

Shi He dodged hurriedly. He had never seen such a strange martial art that could form a spear out of nothing. For a moment, he was in danger.

Moreover, the long spear formed by the strange black airflow carried an extremely strong evil spirit. As long as you got a little closer, you could feel that the flow of qi and blood in your body seemed to have stagnated.

Shi He dodged repeatedly. Zhou Yuan tightly grasped the black spear and continuously launched fierce attacks at Shi He. The sharp whistling sounds of the air, carrying the fierce and monstrous black aura, made Shi He's dodging movements slower and slower.

呲!
While Shi He was dodging, he pulled out the long sword that was stuck in the ground and blocked the black spear that was rushing towards him.

clang!
A series of crisp knocking sounds rang out, and in just a moment, the two weapons collided dozens of times. The last time they collided, the blades directly split apart, turning into countless blades that scattered in all directions.

Shi He was unable to dodge and was stabbed in the left arm by the black spear. Feeling the cold pain, Shi He quickly took a few steps back and withdrew from the attack range of the black spear. He looked down at his right arm. Although there was a sharp pain in the part stabbed by the spear, strangely, no blood flowed out.

Shi He tore off the clothes that were cut by the airflow, only to see that the wound had completely solidified. A terrifying black gas appeared around the wound, and as time went by, it continued to spread to the skin. It seemed to contain a deadly poison.

His eyes suddenly changed and he quickly practiced the Changchun Gong. The internal energy of the Changchun Gong itself had a healing property, and it instantly suppressed the still spreading black energy.

"Not a bad martial art," Shi He narrowed his eyes and looked at the black spear in Zhou Yuan's hand. The black airflow on it was still flowing slowly, which looked quite strange. The two of them fought for dozens of moves, and he basically understood that this black airflow itself was a kind of black evil air with a highly poisonous smell.

"I didn't expect that this black airflow actually contained a highly toxic substance."

“Hehehe, if you want to beg for mercy, kneel down and beg me to spare your life, I can consider it.” Zhou Yuan narrowed his eyes, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes: “My black poison cannot be detoxified by ordinary people. Only a strong person who has reached the perfection of the ordinary body realm can use internal energy to expel this black poison.”

"And once you use your internal energy, the black poison will corrode your internal organs faster as your blood circulates. By then,"

Zhou Yuan looked at Shi He with great pride. In his opinion, there was no way that Shi He, who had been poisoned by the black poison, could escape from his grasp. It would only take a short fight before the black poison would quickly corrode his body and eventually destroy the nerves in his brain, internal organs and other parts.

"is it?"

Shi He's face was calm, and he was not afraid of Zhou Yuan's words.

"If these are the only abilities you have, then you really have to stay here today." Shi He took a step forward and walked forward calmly.

After hearing what Shi He said, Zhou Yuan snorted coldly and was about to continue mocking him, but he saw Shi He walking over at this time. His aura suddenly began to rise continuously, and powerful blood and energy surged out. The invisible pressure enveloped him tightly.

Under his incredulous eyes, Shi He's aura continued to rise until it broke through that barrier.

"How is this possible?" Zhou Yuan was dumbfounded. Just as he was about to speak, his body trembled suddenly. He saw that the stone crane actually rushed over at an incredibly fast speed, accompanied by a fierce momentum. That momentum suddenly made Zhou Yuan feel like a cattle on the chopping board, to be slaughtered at will.

At that moment, I felt like a small boat in the stormy sea, drifting unsteadily.

“Impossible, how could he be at the ninth level of the Mortal Body Realm! I absolutely don’t believe it!” Zhou Yuan roared, mobilizing the Qi and blood in his body, and the black spear in his hand shone brightly!
But before he could raise his spear, he felt an extremely powerful force with an overwhelming and murderous aura coming at him.

The intense burning sensation and the repeated palm techniques were high enough to melt him.

Without time to think, the instinct of life made him raise the spear to block his chest.

One red and one black, the two energy finally collided with each other.

Zhou Yuan widened his eyes in shock and fear. Under the impact of the oncoming red waves, the black spear was instantly destroyed and turned into wisps of black air, rushing in all directions.

But in the end it was swallowed by the red waves.

"Die!" Shi He's eyes widened with anger, and he roared wildly, and then,
A red palm pierced through the red waves, and with great ferocity, it struck Zhou Yuan's chest.

(End of this chapter)