Chapter 751 Runaway Ancient Sea Blood of the Ancient Sage
Chapter 751 Blood of the Ancient Sage
Tong Xin clasped her hands, nervously watching the fierce and wonderful battle. With beautiful eyes, Lu Yao can always surprise her, give her a different feeling, and always touch her heart. Especially when Lu Yao was fighting, that unique and powerful aura made people more and more fascinated, and he looked like a different person from usual. Could it be related to the dark experience in childhood? He was a slave when he was a child, and later he fought alone in the world, and he developed the characteristics of not being good at words and living for war.
"The next thing is the real show, Lu Yao has to be careful." Fang Muge marveled at Lu Yao's performance, but he knew more about the horror of Gong Ziling.
Gong Ziling's whole body was covered with blood streaks, each blood streak was as thick as a thumb, wrapped around every part of his body layer by layer, releasing misty blood energy, guarding his body like an armor. The weirdest thing was Gong Ziling's aura, his handsome face became evil, showing a stiff and weird smile, which remained the same, without blinking his eyes, it was creepy.
He just smiled so slyly, looking at Qin Ming fixedly, his blood-red eyes shone with two red lights.
Qin Ming clenched the Dayan ancient sword tightly with his right hand, and clenched his left hand into a fist, ready to fight. He is confident that he can win, but he will never underestimate these super geniuses. At this moment, Gong Ziling gives him a very strange feeling, as if he is no longer a person, but more like a puppet? Or... Zombies!
The four guardians all showed interest, observing Gong Ziling at this moment.
"Gong Ziling, come on! Let all the Hai Clan witness your victory!" Ji Zhuoyan shouted, cheering for Gong Ziling.
The people of the Moon Worshipers all showed relaxed smiles, Lu Yao, Lu Yao, you asked for it yourself. If you force Gong Ziling to this state, you are just waiting to be abolished.
"Roar!" Gong Ziling let out a deep roar, the roar drifted between the sky and the earth, as if appearing in different positions at the same time, he quickly rushed towards Qin Ming, his whole body was filled with blood, enveloping him, and ran wildly with dozens of steps, his speed getting faster and faster The faster, before killing Qin Ming, he suddenly shot obliquely into the sky, reversed suddenly in mid-air, and slammed down with the bloody axe, hitting a lot of blood and force.
Just this kind of clumsy offensive? Qin Ming flipped over in an instant, swept his legs across the sky, his feet tensed, his energy boiled, a hundred thousand extremes erupted, and there was a deafening bang. Like a round of bloody scorching sun blooming in the arena. One blow disrupted Gong Ziling's offensive, and at the same time raised his sword to attack, drawing a sharp arc, precise and fast, and hit Gong Ziling's chest: "Wanjun violent blood!"
One hundred thousand extremes, break the threat!
Wan Jun is bloody, and the victory is sealed!
However……
There were large blood patterns intertwined on Gong Ziling's chest, and he precisely blocked the sword's edge. Although Wan Jun's violent blood exploded into a scarlet blood flower, it didn't penetrate at all, and was blocked by Sheng Shengge.
Gong Ziling flew back hundreds of meters and landed firmly on the ground. The blood streaks on his chest squirmed, removing the explosive force from his chest. His hair was disheveled, but he was not hurt. He raised his head slowly, revealing that face with a stiff and sly smile.
Qin Ming frowned slightly, how could the blood pattern block the 'Wan Jun's violent blood'?
Gong Ziling slashed at Qin Ming again, clenched his hands in the air, blood patterns intertwined again, and gathered into a three-meter-long giant knife. With his violent rise, he swept across the mountains and rivers, and chopped at Qin Ming's head.
The momentum is like a rainbow, and the fighting spirit is overwhelming. Gong Ziling has no emotion, but is motivated by the terrible fighting spirit.
Qin Ming went forward without hesitation, and raised his sword to chop and kill.
"Clang!"
"boom!"
Qin Ming and Gong Ziling fought together, from the initial martial arts duel to the current close combat. This scene surprised the Tianmeng tribe and the monster barbarian tribe. They dared to fight a man with a hundred thousand extremes? Gong Ziling's performance was beyond their expectations. The blood patterns all over his body are very strange, as if he has a wonderful life, guarding Gong Ziling all the time, and can always resist Qin Ming's offensive at critical moments. To block means to be dismounted, and it will not hurt the main body at all.
This strange scene made many people feel incredible.
"Roar……"
Gong Ziling's whole body was full of blood, and two pairs of blood-red eyes were shining brightly inside. He continued to attack violently, and fought furiously again and again. A curtain of death burst out between his eyebrows, sweeping across Qin Ming, and the blood streaks continued to turn into various heavy weapons. , following his offensive, he launched a slashing attack.
"Clang clang!"
The sky-shattering loud noise continued, resounding through the arena, Qin Ming and Gong Ziling's speed was extremely fast, one was full of blood, and the other was dazzling with sword light, and their bodies could hardly be seen.
There were fierce shouts from all over the stands, all cheering and discussing.
Sixteen jade steles floated high in the sky, clearly capturing all the battles between the two, not only presenting to the audience in the arena, but also conveying the battle situation of the arena to the 20,000 people in the mountains.
In the mountains and plains, people were discussing passionately that this was undoubtedly the peak duel of the sixth heaven realm of earth and martial arts, which made many guards of the sixth heavens feel ashamed.
Qin Ming and Gong Ziling became stronger and stronger as they fought.
The young master's feathers are like a beast, he dances wildly, and his hands are like lightning.
Qin Ming was unrivaled in strength, suppressing fiercely, every move, punch and leg, was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, the energy inside his body boiled, the wind raged outside his body, and the power of a hundred thousand extremes was displayed in every part of his body.
"Wow!" Gong Ziling roared in his throat, he punched hard, and the blood streaks gathered into a huge fist, and then hit Qin Ming's head, this blow seemed to collapse space.
"Wan Jun's violent blood!" Qin Ming didn't believe that he could not be beaten back, the ancient sword pierced through the air, the sharp edge trembled with a slight arc, and a suppressed force exploded when it collided with the bloody fist.
Space is trembling! The blood was blooming to the sky, sweeping the arena!
Looking from a distance, the five hundred meter arena was dyed blood-colored, which was shocking.
Qin Ming took more than ten steps back, and Gong Ziling was blown away again.
Everyone watched mesmerized and cheered excitedly by the strong visual shock. They were startled by Gong Ziling's miraculous offensive, like immortal zombies, no matter how violent Lu Yao's offensive was, they were invincible. Although he was beaten into the air again and again, he was unscathed. The more he fought, the more fierce he fought, and various heavy weapons took shape in his hands, playing different offensive frenzy and different exciting collisions. He seems to have inexhaustible power and an indestructible body.
The fierce applause from the Moon-worshiping tribe consumed Lu Yao to death!
Many people from the Tianmeng and Yaobarbarian tribes were aroused to fight, and they all wanted to go up to fight Lu Yao or Gong Ziling.
"Does Gongziling have no weaknesses? When will this go on?" Tong Ge and the others were shocked by Gongziling's strength. Although Lu Yao played very well, he seemed to have the upper hand and kept repelling the young master. Ling, also continued to launch wonderful offensives, but... Young Master Ling didn't suffer any damage at all, all the offensives were resolved by the blood lines, and even the hundred thousand extremes couldn't hurt him. And Lu Yao's martial arts are all large-scale offensives, which consume a lot of spiritual power. If this continues, Lu Yao must be the first to fall.
Fang Muge frowned, Gong Ziling's toughness surpassed his image. Are these blood lines martial arts? Or a weapon?
The corners of Ji Zhuoyan and others' mouths curled up. This is not an ordinary blood pattern, it is the blood of the ancient sage! The blood drawn from the corpse of a martial sage who died for thousands of years without decay has merged into Gong Ziling's body, and a fusion has taken place, so Gong Ziling's future achievements are limitless, and there is no suspense in breaking through the holy martial arts, and now Able to exert a strange strength beyond the same level.
However……
At this moment, a sudden change occurred on the field!