Chapter 263, Blood-turning Divine Knife(1/2)
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Ignoring Xue Man's stiff and forced smile, Zhao Yinshun's eyes flashed with a dark light, and his deep and boundless gaze was like a steel knife peeling away the skin, piercing the deepest part of the soul, exposing all the secrets to his gaze.
As if standing naked in the cold winter snow, the biting chill penetrated into his soul, Xue Man could not help but tremble slightly, and inexplicable fear surged in his heart.
Something's wrong, this guy is so evil!
Before she could calm down, a slender hand as gentle as jade touched her cheek.
It was obviously a soft and warm touch, but Xue Man felt as if a bloodthirsty monster had touched him, as if he would be torn into pieces in the next second!
The graceful and delicate body is like a frog entangled by a poisonous snake. The muscles all over the body are trembling uncontrollably and stiff, unable to move, and can only bear the touch stiffly.
The fingertips rubbed on the cheeks, slid down the snow-white neck, and caressed the plump breasts.
"It's such a wonderful power. It's obviously an illusory illusion, but it can give me such real feedback. Even every heartbeat and every surge of energy is flawless."
With his big hand on Xue Man's heart, Zhao Yinshun carefully sensed the subtle changes in her body and murmured to himself with great interest.
"No wonder you dare to throw yourself into my arms..."
"But does this projected illusion have an internal physiological structure?"
"If it is destroyed, what impact will it have on your body?"
Hearing the boy's cruel and curious murmurs, Xue Man had goosebumps all over his body. The energy in his body was running wildly, and he instinctively wanted to get away.
But before the thought could reach his limbs, his graceful and delicate body suddenly trembled, and her sluggish face stiffly moved down, looking at the white palm that had sunk into her chest.
The five sharp fingers were like drills tearing apart fat, muscles, and ribs, inserting into the chest without any mercy, and pulling out a squirming and beating heart.
"Tsk, tsk, this greasy touch, this smell of blood... it's so fake that it looks like the real thing..."
Peng~
With a ferocious squeeze of his five fingers, he squeezed his beating heart. Zhao Yinshun put his blood-stained fingers to his lips and licked them gently, unable to help but marvel.
"Even the taste is the same. This is the first time I have seen such a real illusion."
"you……"
Covering the huge hole in his chest with one hand, Xue Man looked at the boy in disbelief. He didn't expect that he was so ruthless, and even his own [Charm] could not interfere with his will!
But when the words reached his lips, he could no longer speak. The extraordinary structure was destroyed, and the charming body began to disintegrate and melt, dissipating into colorful particles, and dissipated in the air in the blink of an eye.
The blood between his fingers also disappeared, Zhao Yinshun smacked his lips, and could no longer feel the sweet and fishy taste between his lips and teeth.
And a few kilometers away, a figure in a red dress shook slightly, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity with a pale face.
"This guy is scary. Don't hesitate. Just take out the bottom of the box. We have to fight hard."
The faint murmurs clearly reached the ears of several direct disciples of the Demon Sect on the front line. Wei Zikuo's face became solemn, and the Scarlet Twins looked at the two men next to them.
"I will try my best to hold him back. Senior Brother Shen Kai and Senior Brother Meng Hua, please launch a large formation to suppress him!"
"No problem, we have arranged it for decades and spent millions of blood sacrifices to develop the [Place of Deadly Resentment]. Even a mythical warrior will have to drink in hatred today!"
Shen Kai, whose eyes were black and who looked like a corpse, smiled ferociously, and dark and strange coffins slowly emerged behind him.
"This guy is so confident that he dares to sneak in alone. Maybe we can share a share of the best materials today."
Meng Hua, who looked deathly pale and had dark lips, murmured with a smile.
"The resentful soul of the supreme genius is qualified to be the master of my soul flag."
"I want his blood!"
"I want his body!"
"Then before killing him, can you let me love him properly?"
"Hahaha, Junior Sister Xue, be careful not to get your breasts ripped out again!"
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After pretending to be calm and teasing, the tension in the hearts of several people gradually dissipated, and a touch of greed appeared in their eyes.
How terrifying the boy in front of you is, how huge the value it contains!
Especially in the eyes of these demon sects, the more peerless a genius is, the more abundant blood food and precious materials for refining weapons!
Skin, flesh, bones, blood, three souls and six souls...
There will be absolutely no waste in their hands, and they are guaranteed to squeeze the value to the limit!
In the past, due to the suppression of the righteous way and the imperial court, they did not dare to blatantly hunt down the geniuses of various factions and devour all living beings. Now the [Emperor]'s power is declining day by day, troubled times have come, and their era is about to come. At this time, a supreme genius comes to their door.
Coming is a challenge but also an excellent opportunity!
If his luck can be taken away, even if it is divided among four people, the upper limit in the future may be raised by one level!
Originally, the pinnacle of this life might be an ordinary seventh-level myth, but now the "opportunity" to hit the eighth-level sub-sage is standing in front of them, and the four of them have secretly made up their minds.
Fight!
Qiang~
A blood-red long sword was slowly unsheathed, and thick clouds of blood steamed up all over Wei Zikuo's body. The pungent smell of blood spread with the wind, and the sea of blood mist visible to the naked eye spread rapidly, covering hundreds of meters in radius in the blink of an eye.
A translucent gilded aura as thin as a cicada's wings appeared on the surface of the body. Feeling the contamination and erosion of the body's protective energy by the blood mist, Zhao Yinshun looked curiously at the young man holding the long knife at an angle.
"What kind of power is this? It can actually penetrate my defense and directly provoke the backlash of my own energy and blood?"
Raising the back of his hand, he watched the strands of bright red gilded energy penetrate into his skin like insects, burrowing into his skin. He felt them flowing throughout his body along his meridians, constantly stirring up his own qi and blood. Zhao Yinshun's eyes flashed with an inexplicable divine light.
[Vajra Body] is not completely immune to its passive. It seems that the opponent is also using mythical law-level power...
And unlike those absolute value attacks, this thing actually causes damage according to its maximum health!
"The Blood Demon Sect [Blood-Transforming Divine Sword] was refined by me with the blood essence of millions of people. Once this sword comes out, anyone who touches it will be killed by the sub-sage!"
Holding the sword lightly, Wei Zikuo raised the bloody sword in his hand, the bright red sword flashing with cruel murderous intent.
"If you can die by my sword, your name as Lord Wu An will not be dishonored!"
Hearing this, the young man in white blinked his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth in laughter.
"You said it so powerfully, then why don't you come over? What are you waiting for? Or... what are you afraid of?"
Without concealing his contemptuous smile, Zhao Yinshun looked at the young twins quietly and asked with a half-smile.
His face turned red, and a trace of anger flashed in Wei Zikuo's eyes, but he still firmly suppressed the restlessness in his heart.
After traveling around the world for decades, he is not the reckless young man in front of him who will run into the enemy's trap!
This is their base camp, the longer it goes on, the better it will be for him!
Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhao Yinshun looked past him and towards the other two people who were retreating.
"Are you delaying on purpose, waiting for them to set up the battlefield?"
The hand holding the handle of the knife tightened slightly, and Wei Zikuo tensed up, as if facing a formidable enemy.
But to his surprise, the young man in white didn't suddenly stand up, and still stood there and looked around.
"Don't be afraid. It's rare that you insects are willing to take the initiative to get together. I'm not in a hurry. You can prepare slowly."
The dark gaze penetrated a long distance, and Zhao Yinshun saw the city gradually boiling, and the bloody light covering the sky and the earth, and he couldn't help but reveal a bright smile at the corner of his mouth.
On the other side, after hearing his words, the expressions of several direct descendants of the Demon Sect became more solemn.
How confident is this?
Or how arrogant is this?!
I have seen arrogant people, but never such arrogant people!
If it were anyone else, they might not take it seriously, but this person in front of them is the supreme genius of the [Apotheosis of the Gods], and what he said still has some weight!
So... is he confident?
Or arrogant?
Staring at the handsome face of the young man in white, everyone's expressions became increasingly ugly.
"However, waiting is quite boring. Why don't you let me see your [Blood-Transforming Divine Sword] first?"
The dark gaze moved towards the long knife in Wei Zikuo's hand. Zhao Yinshun looked at it carefully, but his smiling face exuded a shuddering chill.
"It looks like a knife, but it's actually the embodiment of the technique, but the power inside is too huge and complicated, and you can't control it precisely with your current strength..."
Rubbing his chin thoughtfully, the young man's gaze penetrated the surface and directly understood the extraordinary structure inside the long knife.
"This should be the resource you have reserved for ascending to godhood. Once it is completely refined, you can use it to ascend to heaven in one step... Hmm... The magic method of the Demon Sect is really tricky. As long as you abandon your humanity, you can break through in a short time.
Fly forward!"
As he murmured to himself, Zhao Yinshun's smile became colder and colder. The biting murderous intention continued to escape like the cold wind in the far north. The terrifying will distorted reality. Some small stones quietly disintegrated under invisible pressure, turning into...
Make fine powder.
"The essence and blood of millions of people have become the food for you to advance. I am afraid that the tragedies in the coastal counties in the past few decades have the shadow of your magic sect, right?"
"It's really...an unforgivable crime!"
To be continued...