I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 293 Blood Spirit Scroll!

 “Are there any masters?”

A group of Jiuyou members around them were all horrified, and their bodies stopped instantly.

Many of them had their masks knocked off, revealing their **** cheeks. They were either old or middle-aged.

 Without exception, all of them were seriously injured and in an extremely embarrassed state.

When they broke out of the Great Abyss military formation, everyone paid the price with blood, and some even stayed in it forever.

 This means that Holy Spirit level masters have strong vitality, otherwise they would have died long ago.

 A Holy Spirit-level master will die miserably only if his head is smashed or his heart is shattered. Otherwise, he can survive no matter how serious the injury is.

At this moment, when they heard Yang Fang's words, the joy they had just escaped from death was suddenly extinguished by cold water, and their hearts trembled.

 “Where is it, where is the master?”

No. 9 sounded panicked and looked towards the dark forest in front of him.

With his cultivation on the first ladder of the Holy Spirit, he was unable to sense anything. He could only feel the dark dense forest, boundless, like a dim abyss.

Not only him, but the other Jiuyou masters around him were also like this. Their faces turned pale and they swept forward, but they couldn't find anything out of the ordinary.

 The only sound was the night wind blowing and the leaves rustling.

Yang Fang is tall and burly, motionless, like an iron tower, his eyes are cold, and the scarlet cloak behind him carries an unspeakable evil aura.

 “Now that you’re here, do you still need to pretend to be a ghost?”

His voice was cold and echoed.

“Hey, that’s interesting. How did you discover us?”

A soft voice sounded, which was very surprising, but it was vague and unclear, making it difficult to grasp from which direction it came.

"A person who can kill Wan Zhong is naturally not a simple person. Some magical powers are not uncommon. Since he has discovered us, we should fight quickly and deal with them as soon as possible."

 Another voice sounded, looking old.

 Like an old man.

In the dark dense forest, the light flickered, like the door to the underworld opening, an unspeakable aura filled the air, and two figures, one tall and one short, slowly appeared.

They seemed to be coming out of the endless darkness, and gradually came into view. The tall one was an old man wearing a dark green robe. He had a thin face and cold eyes, with a look of indifference overlooking the world.

The short one is a middle-aged man with a smile on his face. He is wearing a light golden robe and carrying it with one hand on his back. His face is filled with a sense of light confidence.

“Young man, it’s not easy to be able to kill Pang Wanzhong, but that’s all for tonight. Do you want to take the initiative to commit suicide, or do you want us to take action?”

 The middle-aged man smiled slightly.

 The second ladder!

Yang Fang's head sank and he felt unspeakable pressure.

　　He had been vaguely aware of a dangerous aura lurking around him before, but he could not realize how strong this aura was until he actually faced it.

　　It is definitely an existence beyond the first ladder.

 He took a long breath, and his whole body was covered with a strange black light.

Under the influence of true energy, the Iron Demon Armor began to automatically absorb the power of the night, making the entire armor appear more profound and mysterious.

 “I don’t want to choose either, I just want to live.”

Yang Fang’s voice was cold.

The middle-aged man suddenly laughed and said: "It's interesting. If you hadn't killed Wan Zhong, we might have been friends, but unfortunately, Wan Zhong was a prodigy of my palace, and he was killed by you. You still have to do it." Pay the price and let’s be honest, none of you can escape.”

“Okay, stop talking nonsense with them, deal with them as soon as possible, and then deal with Zhou Yuan.”

The old man in Taoist robes said in an indifferent tone: "It's just a bunch of ants, but it's really boring to bother you and me to go out together!"

 All the members of Jiuyou were frightened and their souls were trembling.

 Sky Palace!

It's them!

and!

 The second ladder.

"Senior, please forgive me. I am the head of the Gunn family. Our Gunn family is willing to fully support the changes in the imperial court. From now on, the Gunn family will serve the imperial court wholeheartedly and without hesitation. Whatever you say will be whatever you say. Please forgive me. My life!"

 No. 7 spoke quickly, extremely frightened.

Others reacted and quickly begged for mercy, all panicking.

Facing the second ladder, they will have no ability to resist at all.

 This is a huge gap!

 Even using the Blood Spirit Scroll is useless!

 “Hehehe, support change?”

The middle-aged man laughed again and said with interest: "Unfortunately, we don't want change, so it's better for you to die. Only if you die will we feel more at ease. As for your family, you don't need to worry about it. God The palace will send experts to take over personally!"

Everyone was shocked and couldn't believe it.

Sky Palace doesn’t want change?

how come?

Their minds were roaring, and they reacted almost instantly, and their hearts were shocked.

So it was all an illusion that they sent people to assist Pang Wanzhong before!

 “Just do it, don’t say any more.”

The old man in Taoist robes had a cold voice and became even more impatient, saying: "I will deal with this armored man, and you go deal with the others. The battle will be over within three breaths!"

　　Whoosh!

His body rushed over in an instant, with a terrifying speed that was unimaginable, and even in the eyes of those who were on the first ladder, it was almost impossible to catch it.

 This is a huge gap in realm!

  The first ladder, to a certain extent, only allows people to use the power of heaven and earth on a larger scale and use the power of heaven and earth to attack and kill enemies, but the second ladder has undergone a qualitative change.

They can condense the general trend of heaven and earth on their body surface, forming a field-like coat. Protected by this coat, unless it is struck down by someone much stronger than them, this coat cannot be broken at all.

　　Boom!

The old man in Taoist robes had a cold look on his face, and he arrived almost instantly. A big, skinny hand carrying terrifying and abnormal power, shrouded in black light, thrust directly into Yang Fang's body.

He used his palm as a sword, the power was ferocious and terrifying, and the air waves in front of him exploded instantly.

 The entire arm had veins popping out, and it had a rich black light.

It’s just that Yang Fang’s reaction was also extremely quick.

 almost at the moment when the old man in Taoist robes stabbed with his palm, Yang Fang's terrifying dragon claws, already carrying extremely ghastly power, struck hard at the old man's face.

　　咣!

boom!

Two heavy and loud noises were heard in succession, and the power was surging, causing sand and rocks to fly.

Yang Fang's body flew out on the spot and flew more than ten meters away before stopping again and landing steadily in the distance. A pair of cold and terrifying eyes looked at the old man in Taoist robes.

I saw that his dragon claws grabbed it with all their strength, but they didn't even break the opponent's head.

 The moment he grabbed it, it was like encountering an extremely tough shell that was difficult to penetrate.

Of course, the old man in Taoist robes stabbed himself with all his strength, but he also failed to penetrate his own defense.

　　Not even a single mark was left on the black and ferocious armor.

 “It’s weird, your armor seems unusual.”

After the old man in the Taoist robe struck, his two pale and slender eyebrows immediately frowned tightly and swept towards Yang Fang.

How can such a suit of armor be able to withstand a full blow from himself?

"Old bastard, if you want to kill me, it depends on your ability. If you have the ability, just chase after me."

Yang Fang sneered, suddenly turned around and left.

 Green Cloud Steps + Bloodthirsty Cloak + Wind Rhythm!

　　Whoosh!

His entire body was like a **** phantom in the dark night, flashing past and speeding towards the distance.

 The old man’s eyelids twitched.

So fast!

 The first ladder in the area has such speed!

 No wonder he could kill Pang Wanzhong!

but!

 Compared with the real second ladder, there is still a huge gap.

The old man in the Taoist robe snorted coldly, and his body rushed over in an instant, so fast that it was blurry, and his eyes were cold, and he rushed directly towards Yang Fang's body at high speed.

"Things who don't know whether to live or die, their realm is low, and no secret technique can make up for it. If I let you escape, how can I stand in the world!"

 Hurrah!

 His speed surged again, and he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

 The other members of Jiuyou all looked at the middle-aged man who was left, and everyone was panicking.

 The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "Everyone, it's time for us to take action."

brush!

His body disappeared in an instant and rushed towards the crowd at high speed.

The place suddenly became chaotic, and the sound was like an explosion.

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far away.

Yang Fang's speed was maximized, his body flashed continuously, all speed buffs on his body were turned on, and he swept forward at high speed at all costs.

The two Zi Yuan Dan that he had swallowed into his body before were quickly repairing the hidden wounds left in the previous battle with Pang Wanzhong.

 Dense forests and rocks flashed behind him at high speed.

 The speed is unknown.

However, even though he was so fast, the old man in Taoist robes behind him was still chasing after him quickly, his eyes were cold, like a ghost, without missing a beat.

 With every step he takes, he can quickly close the distance with himself.

 The whole person seemed to have shrunk to an inch, which was frightening.

and!

The old man vaguely seemed to have mastered a secret technique. It seemed that no matter how far away he was, he could firmly lock on Yang Fang's aura. Even though Yang Fang used all his methods, he still couldn't get rid of the old man.

 His heart could not help but feel heavy quickly.

 Looking at the darkness ahead, he swept wildly again.

"Your iron-skinned body is really astonishing me more and more. If I'm not mistaken, this should be a rare treasure. This rare treasure even makes me excited. Young man, please keep it with me. .”

The cold voice of the old man in Taoist robes came quickly from behind.

Then there was a crash, and the body passed through countless dense forests. A large, skinny, ghost-like hand instantly reached out, and it was terrifying, and it quickly grabbed Yang Fang's neck.

Yang Fang reacted and turned around suddenly, his tongue bursting with thunderous sounds, shaking the earth and the earth.

"roll!"

 Boom!

At the same time, the dragon's claws were swung with terrifying power, and they were swept directly towards the old man.

　　Although the old man fell into a brief state of confusion, his body's defenses were still terrifying. He quickly woke up from his state of confusion, his eyes shot with cold electricity, and his skinny fingers directly pressed **** Yang Fang's eyes.

Yang Fang used his other palm to block his eyes like lightning, and the dragon's claws once again grabbed the old man's basin.

boom! boom!

Two more terrifying loud noises were heard, and the air waves swept across, rolling and surging.

Yang Fang's body flew backwards backwards again, directly smashing dozens of meters away.

The old man swayed slightly and took two steps back, but quickly stabilized himself again. His eyes were cold and his robes were flying as he slowly approached the front.

“It’s time to end. I originally wanted to finish you off with three breaths, but now I’ve wasted too much time.”

His tone was cold, but there was no trace of hurt on his face.

That kind of 'coat' made of the general trend of heaven and earth firmly protected his body, making it impossible for people at a low level to break through his defense.

 Of course, this kind of "coat" is supported by one's own cultivation.

 Once the true energy is exhausted, this 'coat' will completely dissipate.

Yang Fang stood up from the ground again, moved his wrist slightly, his eyes were cold and indifferent, and he said: "It's really time to end!"

Kunpeng’s three transformations!

 The first change!

 The second change!

　　Boom!

 After the previous battle with Pang Wanzhong, the aura that had fallen began to rise rapidly from his body again, like a volcano erupting, rushing out, covering all his limbs and bones in an instant.

Yang Fang's entire body directly emitted a layer of extremely terrifying thunder and lightning light. Not only that, but his arms once again had a gloomy light, exuding invisible destructive auras.

 Futian Hand!

 The old man paused and looked at Yang Fang again, showing a solemn look.

 This person can actually use this secret skill again!

　　He had seen all the scenes during the previous battle between Yang Fang and Pang Wanzhong.

Also understood all Yang Fang’s trump cards.

 What he didn't expect was that Yang Fang could actually use this secret method of improving strength in a short period of time again, but there should be a time limit for such secret methods.

The old man's expression soon returned to normal, his eyes were cold, he walked forward again, and said: "A low level is a low level, which cannot be compensated by any secret skills. I will teach you a lesson today so that you can pay attention to it in the next life."

The Taoist robes were swept around his body, automatically in the absence of wind, and a layer of coquettish and mysterious purple flame gradually lit up in the palms of his hands, beating constantly, like a will-o'-the-wisp in the dark, shining faintly.

 As soon as it emerged, the temperature in all directions began to rise rapidly.

 An unspeakable fiery power continuously emanated from the old man's hands, and the entire space was filled with an unusually terrifying aura.

 “Burning God·Purple Fire Palm!”

The old man stared at Yang Fang with cold eyes. His body suddenly rushed past at high speed, his breath was terrifying, and he came up and grabbed Yang Fang's face with a palm.

Yang Fang's eyes turned cold. While his cultivation increased several times, his whole body also rushed straight towards the old man without dodging or dodging.

"Roar!"

Yang Fang roared violently, mixed with the terrifying sound of thunder.

Futian's hand, coupled with the force of vibration, smashed directly towards the old man's body. The whole body was dazzling with thunder and lightning, and black light erupted, which was simply terrifying and unpredictable.

at the same time!

The old man's purple and terrifying palm also hit Yang Fang **** the body.

 Boom!

 The two of them flew out at the same time.

The old man in Taoist robes spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot. His Taoist robes all over his body exploded and his chest was sunken. His feet were stuck on the ground and he slid along the ground. He scratched ten meters away in an instant before finally stopping.

His face was flushed and he raised his head, showing unspeakable coldness and anger, as if he couldn't believe it.

This person!

 Can actually break his defensive coat!

How can it be?

 Poof!

Suddenly, the old man spat out a mouthful of blood again. He felt severe cramping pain in his internal organs, as if they were about to burst. He quickly circulated his true energy to suppress the terrifying dark energy in his body.

"Vibration? This kind of vibration actually penetrated my body. Okay, I really underestimated you. You are indeed worthy of me using all my strength!"

With a terrifying voice, the old man stood up straight again, clasped his hands together, and a layer of terrifying purple light suddenly lit up on his body, burning fiercely, covering his entire body.

The aura on his body unexpectedly began to rise again, billowing like a raging wave, causing all the fallen leaves and gravel in all directions to float up automatically.

 “Divine Burial·Great Destroyer!”

He roared and rushed towards Yang Fang again, as if he wanted to kill Yang Fang at all costs.

On the other side, Yang Fang showed bursts of stern smiles. At this moment, the dark body that was originally wrapped in lightning suddenly appeared with a scarlet blood light, making his body look extremely strange in the dark night.

 As if covered with a layer of blood.

 “Go to hell!”

He roared angrily, waved the dragon claws desperately, rushed past, and slammed down the old man's arms, and there was a faint deafening dragon roar in the space.

The old man was keenly aware of an unspeakable crisis, and his hands that were originally aimed at Yang Fang quickly moved in front of him.

 Boom!

There was another terrifying roar, the ground exploded, and boulders shattered.

 Trees in all directions were exploding.

"you!"

Veins appeared on the old man's forehead, his face was distorted, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth again. He stared at Yang Fang: "You actually hide it so deeply, and you have other secrets!"

"hey-hey···"

Yang Fang was covered in blood, his armor was ferocious, and his burly and huge body looked like a war demon. He looked down at the old man with cold eyes and said: "The second day of the ladder is really scary, but it's time to end!"

 In order to deal with the old man, he did not hesitate to explode the blood spirit scroll in his body.

 The power of the Blood Spirit Scroll depends on the caster's own strength.

The stronger the person, the more terrifying the power they can exert.

Like No. 5, No. 6 and others before, even if they used the Blood Spirit Scroll, they could not do anything to Pang Wanzhong.

 But Yang Fang is different!

With the superposition of many buffs, he used the Blood Spirit Scroll, which was more powerful than the second ladder in one fell swoop.

"die!"

Yang Fang shouted loudly, and Lei Yin activated again.

　　Boom!

 The old man's mind was instantly filled with roaring sounds, and his soul felt like it was about to leave his body.

not good!

 His heart screamed.

 Poof!

The terrifying dragon claws had already passed through the defenses of his arms and hit his basin firmly. Futian Hand + Dragon Claw + Shock + Blood Spirit Scroll, the old man's head exploded on the spot, like a watermelon.

 The defensive coat that he had worked so hard to condense was shattered in an instant.

 The second ladder!

die!

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