I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

Zhao Heng once again put on the "vest" of Ren Woxing, a member of the Sun and Moon Sect, and launched a fierce attack on Duan Wuyou without any scruples.

Although Duan Wuyou was seriously injured, he was still very skilled. He swung the blood flag in his hand and attacked crazily with the Yinfeng claws of the great perfection level. In the battle, he still had the upper hand.

However, Zhao Heng's attack seemed fierce, but in fact he was careful everywhere. With the top-level, perfect version of the bone-transforming step, Zhao Heng was able to escape danger every time and avoid the opponent's killing moves.

For a while, the two fought evenly.

At this time, the disciples of the Yuhua Sect present were all amazed at the battle in front of them.

Unexpectedly, when they were desperate, a magic warrior suddenly appeared and fought to the death with Duan Wuyou, giving them a glimmer of life.

At this time, Yun Qingxue had also put down the sword in her hand. Looking at the figure fighting with Duan Wuyou, she felt a little familiar, especially the opponent's body movements, as if she had seen them somewhere before.

Instantly, Zhao Heng's figure flashed through her mind, but she immediately denied it.

Zhao Heng was a cowardly guy, and he would not dare to fight Duan Wuyou even if he had ten guts.

Moreover, he had just entered the Bone Forging Realm, and she had tested his strength, which was far from this person. What's more, the other party also knew magic martial arts, and the two had no connection.

At this moment, the battle between the two in the hall touched everyone's nerves.

At this point in the battle, although Zhao Heng was at an absolute disadvantage, he still did not lose.

On the contrary, Duan Wuyou, after continuing to attack for a period of time, obviously felt that his body was slightly sluggish, and the injuries on his body seemed to have worsened a little.

This surprised Duan Wuyou. Although Ren Woxing had sneaked up on him before and sprinkled a lot of poison, the skills he practiced were extremely special and he was extremely resistant to poisons. These toxins should not be able to do anything to him.

Moreover, he still had the blood in the blood pool, which was continuously input. He should be getting stronger with each battle, so how could his injuries get worse?

Suddenly, Duan Wuyou was alert. The energy that was continuously input into his body from the blood pool had been interrupted at some point!

He looked down and was shocked by the circular blood pool around him.

The blood that was boiling in the blood pool had precipitated and solidified at some point, and naturally could not be refined and absorbed.

Duan Wuyou looked at Zhao Heng in shock, "How could this happen? How did you do it?"

Zhao Heng sneered, "You are just a heretic, and you dare to show off in front of my Sun Moon Sect. You are overestimating yourself."

He secretly complained in his heart.

"Didn't I just sprinkle a large bag of salt when I was spreading the poison, causing the protein in the blood to denature and become inactive? Junior high school chemistry teachers have taught this, poor illiterate."

"Damn it, you are looking for death!"

Duan Wuyou was able to win before, relying on the endless energy in the blood pool, which made him invincible. Now that his retreat was cut off, he was a little panicked.

If these Yuhua Sect disciples were allowed to recover, or if the reinforcements of Yuhua Sect arrived, he would be in real danger.

When he thought about how he secretly left the sect without telling his master, and spent so much effort to set up such a big situation, he hoped to break through the innate realm in one fell swoop and become famous in both the righteous and evil ways.

Now that it was destroyed by an unknown person in the evil way, Duan Wuyou was furious and murderous!

"Okay, Ren Woxing, I will kill you first today, and then I will kill all your disciples in the future!"

The next moment, Duan Wuyou made a seal with his hands, and his face suddenly turned pale, but he was trying hard to exercise his power and shouted.

"Blood evil protects the body!"

In an instant, the thin blood mist that permeated Duan Wuyou's body shrank and condensed at this moment, and formed a layer of dim blood light on Duan Wuyou's body surface.

Previously, Duan Wuyou used this technique to fight four people alone and defeated Xu Zhen, Xie Hongshuang and Yuan Gang.

If Yun Qingxue had not used that extremely powerful innate martial art, she would not have escaped the fate of defeat.

At this time, Duan Wuyou actually had the ability to use it again.

Although the power was completely incomparable to his heyday, Duan Wuyou's momentum still increased instantly.

"Ren Woxing, prepare to die!"

Duan Wuyou shouted coldly, stepped out with the Demon Shadow Step, and rushed to Zhao Heng in an instant. The Yinfeng Claw brought a sharp wind, attacking like a storm.

Zhao Heng was shocked, and used his body skills to retreat at a high speed, constantly dodging Duan Wuyou's attack.

However, Duan Wuyou's speed was much faster than before, and even the Bone Transformation Step at the minor success level could not completely avoid it.

Unavoidable, Zhao Heng could only use his full strength to cut the opponent's claw.

"Clang...!"

The steel knife and the claw collided, bursting out with a golden sound, Zhao Heng's full strength knife was actually caught in Duan Wuyou's claw.

"Hehe... With this little power, you want to break my bloody evil light?"

"Swish...!"

Duan Wuyou's claw blasted out like lightning, hitting Zhao Heng's heart.

"Bang...!"

With a muffled sound, Zhao Heng was thrown backwards like a cannonball, hitting the stone wall of the bell tower, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he was seriously injured.

"Huh...? He is not dead!"

Duan Wuyou looked at Zhao Heng in surprise. With the opponent's cultivation, his claw just now was enough to shatter the opponent's heart meridian, and he would definitely die.

But when Duan Wuyou's claw force penetrated into the opponent's body, it seemed to be split by a gentle force.

"It seems that you still have some good things on you, but dead people don't need them!"

Duan Wuyou's figure turned into a blood-colored phantom again, flying towards Zhao Heng, and clawed at his forehead!

This attack was so powerful that with Zhao Heng's skill, it would be impossible to resist it under normal circumstances.

However, at this moment, Zhao Heng's eyes flashed with a strange bloody light.

"Shua...!"

He actually advanced instead of retreating, and with a flash of blood wrapped in the blade of his hand, he slashed towards Duan Wuyou.

"Qiang...!"

The blade struck the sharp claw again, shooting out a string of sparks.

Zhao Heng was shaken by a huge force and staggered a few steps to stabilize his body.

And Duan Wuyou turned out to be sluggish, and his offensive was frustrated.

"Um……?"

Duan Wuyou was shocked and doubtful, and looked at Zhao Heng, only to see that the latter's eyes were red, his aura surged, and there were three circles of strange blood surrounding the big sword in his hand.

"Blood Burning Knife Technique!"

Duan Wuyou's expression changed, "How do you know the secret technique of my Blood Refining Sect!"

Zhao Heng, however, did not explain at all. He rushed towards Duan Wuyou with his blood knife and slashed at him with the knife in a frantic manner.

Duan Wuyou narrowed his eyes, used Yin Wind Claw, and faced the attack head on. The two sides exchanged a few moves, and he knocked Zhao Heng back again!

Duan Wuyou sneered and said: "Huh, the Nine Life Blood-Burning Knife Technique will burn 10% of the body's blood every time a blood ring is condensed. Ordinary people can only burn 30% of the blood at most.

You have reached your limit and are no match for me, so why should you fight me? "

"Who told you...this is my limit?" Zhao Heng's eyes showed amusement.

The next moment, the sword in his hand was filled with blood, and in the blink of an eye, a blood ring formed again.

"What!"

Seeing this scene, Duan Wuyou's eyes widened in shock. The opponent actually burned 40% of his body's blood. Did this guy not want his life?

Before Wuyou could react from the shock, Zhao Heng had already rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed. He was approaching in an instant, and the bloody knife in his hand made a sharp sound as he slashed at him.

Duan Wuyou's heart trembled, and he used the Yin Wind Claw again to fight against it.

In an instant, the two sides exchanged blows dozens of times and retreated at the same time.

Zhao Heng was sweating profusely, leaving many claw marks on his body, and his clothes were soaked with blood.

Duan Wuyou also felt uncomfortable, his face became paler, his hands trembled slightly, and the blood condensed on his hands was extremely thin and on the verge of breaking.

"Let me do whatever you want. Even if you condense four blood rings, you still can't break my bloody evil light. The battle ends here today. Let's fight another day!"

Encountering a life-threatening lunatic like Ren Woxing, Duan Wuyou finally decided to quit.

He knew that he would never be able to gain any advantage today. If he continued to fight, he might really be left behind.

However, Zhao Heng's cold voice came from the other side.

"Did I let you go?"

Duan Wuyou snorted coldly, "Hmph, do you think you can keep me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was horrified to see that the bloody knife in Zhao Heng's hand opposite him shone brightly again.

"Buzz...!"

The fifth blood ring condenses.

"Are you...are you crazy!"

Duan Wuyou was horrified and lost his voice. Even if the warrior was physically strong and had sufficient energy and blood, if he lost 50% of his blood in one go, he would almost certainly die.

Could the other party's move mean that he would die with him?

Without waiting for Wuyou to react, Zhao Heng had already brandished his sword again and charged towards him.

This time, his speed and strength increased greatly again, and he waved the bloody knife like wind and clouds.

Duan Wuyou only resisted a few moves, but the bloody divine light condensed on his body was torn apart by the blade, leaving many scars and bleeding.

But Zhao Heng was as powerful as a rainbow, with a pair of scarlet eyes, locked on Wuyou, and slashed wildly with his sword, as if he was going to cut him into pieces!

"You crazy... crazy person!"

Facing Zhao Heng's extremely crazy momentum, Duan Wuyou truly felt fear.

He was already outmatched by Zhao Heng, and his mentality was unstable. If his offensive force was even three points weaker, Duan Wuyou suddenly received several more bone-deep knife wounds on his body.

At this time, Duan Wuyou finally collapsed and did not dare to fight Zhao Heng again.

He pulled out the long bloody flag, blocked Zhao Heng's fierce knife, used the Demonic Shadow Step, turned around and ran towards the bottom of the clock tower at high speed.

"Let me do whatever I want. I'm sure you'll be ruthless. I'll retaliate for today's great enmity without worry in the future!"

This scene made everyone stunned. The third-ranked Tianjiao from the outer sect of the Blood Refining Sect was actually killed and fled for his life.

However, Zhao Heng behind him had no intention of letting him go.

I saw blood in Zhao Heng's eyes, and his body suddenly accelerated.

Each man's sword turned into a bloody stream of light, and he chased up at top speed. He actually caught up to Duan Wuyou and struck down with one sword!

"Die!"

Feeling the violent wind coming from behind him, Duan Wuyou's scalp went numb and the hairs all over his body stood up.

Turning around suddenly, he saw Zhao Heng, who had red eyes and looked like a demon, leaping high, raising the sword above his head and slashing at him.

Duan Wuyou's eyes were stunned when he saw the sixth blood ring that suddenly appeared on the bloody knife.

"How is that possible!"

Since the creation of the Nine Lives Blood Burning Knife Technique, no one has ever been able to condense six blood lines.

Even the demon senior who created this secret technique said that the limit of this secret technique is to condense five blood rings.

And once the five blood rings are condensed, the ending will be death!

Even though he was horrified in his heart, driven by the will to survive, Duan Wuyou still held up the blood flags with both hands, trying to parry the sword.

However, when Zhao Heng's sword fell.

A huge force directly crushed Duan Wuyou's raised arms and dislocated them.

"Tsk...!"

The blade tore off Duan Wuyou's shoulder and cut to his heart. Zhao Heng used the chop as a stab.

"Puff...!"

The blade penetrated Duan Wuyou's heart and twisted suddenly!

"Die!"

Zhao Heng's voice was even colder than the blade in his hand, as if the god of death had rung the death knell.

"You...!"

Duan Wuyou's eyes widened, staring at Zhao Heng, and he couldn't believe it until his death.

He was a genius from the outer sect of the Blood Refining Sect, a master who was about to enter the realm of the innate, but he would die in the hands of a warrior in the Bone Forging Realm.

"I'm not willing, Ren Woxing... Even if I die, I will die with you!"

Duan Wuyou's face suddenly showed an extremely crazy expression, and his eyes glowed with a strange green light.

"Blood Evil Burning Soul!"

The next moment, a ball of violent green light with endless resentment from Duan Wuyou's mouth hit Zhao Heng's face, as if it was going to devour him.

A strong sense of crisis struck Zhao Heng's heart, and a prompt sounded in his mind.

"A soul target has been detected. You can use the "Memory Plunder" skill. Do you want to use it immediately?"

Zhao Heng answered subconsciously.

"Use the skill!"