Kyushu Daoist Master

The true essence and blood energy collided, blocking the blood energy from penetrating into his body, but Yang Ze's right hand did not slow down at all.

Just when the knife was about to fall on Peng Lou's head, Peng Lou's big hands quickly grabbed out, and clamped Yang Ze's knife with both hands.

Yang Ze, who had planned to win with one blow, was controlled at the moment when his unstoppable knife was controlled. His Qi was also shaken, and his blood and qi in his body surged. Fortunately, he operated the Hunyuan Piaomiao Qigong in time to stabilize his Qi and blood, and pressed his left hand on the blood evil knife. Both hands were used at the same time, using more powerful force, and the stuck knife began to tremble.

Peng Lou's hands were also trembling. It seemed that clamping Yang Ze's knife was very simple, but in fact, he had used all his strength.

Touching the blood evil knife with both hands, he had to bear the blood evil breath on the knife, and also the knife aura emanating from Yang Ze's knife. If it were someone else's flesh, it would have been directly cut off by the power of this knife.

"I heard that there is a technique in the martial arts academy that can make a warrior's body as powerful as a weapon. This technique, when practiced to the great perfection, is said to be comparable to a divine weapon. It seems that Peng Lou is very likely to be practicing this technique."

Yang Ze's eyes flashed. Even if he used both hands to exert force, he could only suppress the blood evil knife a little, and there was no way to suppress it completely.

To do this, not only must there be enough strength, but also a strong enough body.

"But even so, he will still lose today!" Yang Ze shouted angrily in his heart, and the true energy on the blade burst out and condensed, showing a fierce blade energy that slashed down and shook it directly.

The moment the blade energy took shape, an even stronger force burst out, directly pushing Peng Lou's hands away. The blade energy, without any obstruction, slashed directly on Peng Lou's body.

"Ah!" Peng Lou let out a painful scream. His shoulder was cut with a long scar under the power of the blade energy, and blood spurted out from the scar.

Under the stimulation of the pain of the wound, Peng Lou lost his last bit of rationality. He became extremely violent and ran away on the spot. The blood vessels on the surface of his body bulged and his hair fluttered. Now, except for his body, which was exactly the same as a human, the rest of his aura was exactly the same as that of a ferocious beast.

The powerful force swept out at the moment when Peng Lou's aura completely changed. Yang Ze's body was swept by this force, and his body was thrown out, rolled in the air and fell down.

Yang Ze looked at Peng Lou in a daze. He had used a lot of force in the knife just now. If it was someone else, he would have lost his life if he was cut by the knife.

But Peng Lou took the knife hard, but only a scar was cut on his shoulder. Although the flesh was cut, not even the bones were injured.

"I have refined so many inner pills and gained great strength, but I have also turned myself into a half-human, half-ghost. If you can't control yourself, you will no longer be you."

Although several attacks did not work, Yang Ze still had no worries in his heart. For him, he had killed many fierce beasts. Not to mention that Peng Lou was not completely transformed into a fierce beast, even if he was completely transformed, he could still kill him.

If it weren't for keeping a trump card to deal with Zhan Konghao, Yang Ze would have attacked directly and defeated Peng Lou.

"No matter how strong your body is, I want to see how many knives you can resist." Yang Ze looked intently. Peng Lou was now rushing towards him at a very fast speed.

The true essence gathered together, and Yang Ze's bloody knife suddenly slashed down, and the knife energy went towards him.

Peng Lou clenched his right fist and punched directly into the knife energy. The two collided together, and the knife energy and fist power confronted each other. Under the infusion of fist power, the knife energy lasted only a few breaths before it collapsed.

But Yang Ze's hands did not stop moving, and he slashed out with sword qi one after another.

Every time a sword qi slashed down, Peng Lou's body would pause, and he had to punch to block it. When a sword qi was broken, Yang Ze would immediately draw his sword and make up for it.

This was Yang Ze's current tactic. He wanted to see how long Peng Lou could hold out with the support of his huge true energy. You must know that no matter how resistant Peng Lou's body was, it would never be able to remain unscathed under the attack of sword qi.

The Blood Evil Knife was a top-grade weapon. Even the body of a fourth-level fierce beast would die under the sharpness of the Blood Evil Knife. This was the power of a top-grade weapon.

So Yang Ze was not worried about his defeat. The sharpness of the Blood Evil Knife, combined with the recovery speed of his Hunyuan Piaomiao Qigong, could consume Peng Lou to death.

One, two..., ten, thirty, one hundred!

Yang Ze's sword energy kept slashing out, and Peng Lou resisted the sword energy and kept destroying the oncoming sword energy with his fists, but under the bombardment of one hundred sword energy.

Peng Lou's right fist was finally broken, and blood spurted out from the hole. Peng Lou's body finally stopped completely and stopped moving forward.

Seeing this situation, Yang Ze was happy. He thought it would take a long time, but he didn't expect that it would only take one hundred sword energy to hurt Peng Lou.

"After losing your mind, you are a target for me to hit. Look at my sword, I will send you back!" Yang Ze's pure true energy was injected into the bloody knife, and another sword energy fell.

Peng Lou stretched out his left hand to receive the sword energy, and the sword energy hit his left hand, leaving another wound on his left hand.

Yang Ze's Qi was still strong, and he activated his skills to continue to use the next blade Qi. Boom!

This stronger blade Qi slashed down, and Peng Lou's red eyes burst with murderous intent. Blood mist emanated from every pore of his body, filling his body. His already burly body swelled again.

The blade Qi slashed at his body, and Peng Lou's body trembled. He suddenly dissolved the blade Qi, took a few steps, and his body bounced from the sky, pressing towards Yang Ze's body.

Yang Ze's eyes flashed with coldness. He held the Blood Evil Knife behind his back with his right hand, clenched his left hand, and punched out with Bajiquan.

At the moment when Peng Lou's body pressed down, Yang Ze's fist also went out, hitting the body that was like a small mountain. Eight dark forces burst out together, rushing around in Peng Lou's body.

But the collision force of this dark force did not slow down Peng Lou's body at all. Instead, a stronger force burst out from Peng Lou's body, completely dissolving this dark force.

Yang Ze pushed Bajiquan to the extreme, combining the eight hidden forces into one, and fiercely hit Peng Lou's huge body.

Peng Lou's body fell back to where Yang Ze was standing, stirring up a large cloud of dust. Yang Ze stepped back and just stood firm. He tapped his right foot on the ground and used the explosive kick thirty times in a row. The combined force turned into an extremely powerful explosive force, all hitting Peng Lou's body.

This was the first time Yang Ze used the explosive kick after he reached the perfect state of the explosive kick.

Boom boom boom!

Facing Peng Lou's barbaric and primitive attack, Yang Ze continued to use martial arts. The ring issued a continuous roar. He could no longer hold on. The entire ring was shattered at this time.

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Yang Ze took back his fist and took a breath. He didn't know how many punches and palms he had thrown. Peng Lou in front of him finally fell down.

Feeling the energy consumed in his body, Yang Ze finally understood the strength of Peng Lou, the second person on the Misty Body Forging List. With such strong resistance to blows and such fierce attack power, ordinary people can't beat Peng Lou at all.

The combined attacks he launched just now were not a problem even if he blasted a small mountain several dozen meters high, and only then did he barely defeat Peng Lou.

"Those who can rank in the top three of the Misty Body Forging List all have special means. No wonder no one has been able to shake their position for so many years." Yang Ze put away his weapon, looked at the completely destroyed arena, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and stepped aside.

His target, until now, only the last person was left.

Peng Lou has brought pressure to Yang Ze, and Yang Ze, who has consumed some energy, dare not be careless and quickly seize the time to recover.

Time passed slowly, and the entire body forging field gradually became quiet. No matter who it was, now they were silent, witnessing the rise of a peerless genius.

Now there is only one last battle left, and this last battle represents that this rising star will have a fierce battle with the first prodigy of the outer courtyard.

Zhan Konghao, the first prodigy of the outer courtyard, has never been able to threaten his position since he ranked first on the Piaomiao Body Forging List.

Many people have challenged Zhan Konghao, including Peng Lou, but none of them have lasted more than a hundred moves. In Piaomiao Martial Academy, Zhan Konghao is the strongest outer disciple, a totem in the hearts of many disciples, and an undefeated disciple.

In the past two years, no one has challenged Zhan Konghao, and no outer disciple has seen Zhan Konghao take action. Even if Zhan Tang encounters any, Zhan Konghao rarely shows up, so now they don’t know what Zhan Konghao’s strength is.

If it were in the past, if someone dared to challenge Zhan Konghao, they would definitely think that the challenger was overestimating his own strength and would definitely lose, but now, the challenger is Yang Ze, and these disciples began to waver. Yang Ze has won again and again, and they don’t know where Yang Ze’s limit is.

"It's open, let's guess who will win this last round!" Someone immediately opened the odds.

"I bet on Zhan Konghao!"

"I bet on Yang Ze!"

The odds were already open, and some disciples joined in the fun.

The noise from the outside world had no effect on Yang Ze. He was regulating his breathing until he fully recovered. He opened his eyes and saw a young man in white standing in front of him.