Chapter 944 - One Against Three

Chapter 944: One Against Three

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The Son of Deity of the Blood God Sect had arrived at the mountaintop long before them. He held the black flag with his gold armored arm, standing on the top of the mountain. His face was gloomy, "What a bold boy! Xianyan, should I step out and teach him a lesson?"

The Saintess of the Blood God Sect stood not far from him, looking through the thick clouds to stare at Zhang Ruochen. "He's just a Second Level Half-Saint. No need to bother you. Do you think that Bai Yu, Yan Kongming and Ning Guihai will let him go?"

The Son of Deity of the Blood God Sect put away a part of his evil Qi, and nodded. "Bai Yu, Yan Kongming and Ning Guihai are powerful indeed, and with the power of the Blood God Venomous Worms, even I would have to use some of my best resorts to defeat them. Facing those three, the boy will surely be killed."

Out of nowhere, the Saintess of the Blood God Sect had a feeling that the Second Level boy might not die so easily.

Halfway up the mountain, Bai Yu, Yan Kongming and Ning Guihai all stared at Zhang Ruochen with evil looks.

Bai Yu held a saint sword floating in midair above his palm, and said in a low voice, "You should dare to play tricks in front of me. How bold of you! How do you want to die? Name it!"

Zhang Ruochen was only about 30 meters away from the three. He didn't run away at once, but appeared to be very calm. He cupped his hands. "I didn't want to offend you before. It was obviously a misunderstanding. We should all laugh it off, and go on competing for the last vacant position of the Banner Lord fairly."

Ning Guihai laughed scarily, "It's between us to compete for the last vacancy of the Banner Lord. How should you be qualified for it?"

Yan Kongming realized the intention of Zhang Ruochen. He frowned. "No need to waste words with him. He is delaying us deliberately. Once we run out of the power of the Blood God Venomous Worms, we might not be able to defeat him. Bai Yu and I will deal with him. Ning Guihai, you go and stop other climbers. Don't let anyone go ahead of us."

Zoom.

Zoom.

Yan Kongming and Bai Yu turned into two blurring shadows to attack Zhang Ruochen from right and left at their quickest speed.

The battle weapon used by Yan Kongming was a blood broadsword at the level of a Hundred-pattern Saint Weapon, in the shape of a crescent.

With Holy Qi pouring into the blood broadsword, the blade gave out blinding light.

Looking up from the foot of the mountain, it was like a blood moon hanging in the sky, lighting most of Poluo Mountain with blood red.

Man Ye, a Banner King of the Nether Heavenly Palace, was surprised. Heating light was shown from his eyes. "The battle weapon used by Yan Kongming is the Yuling Blood Broadsword, No. 152 on the Hundred-pattern Saint Weapon List. What a nice broadsword!"

There were only 168 battle weapons listed on the Hundred-pattern Saint Weapon List. Any battle weapon on it was powerful enough to compete with the Thousand-pattern Saint Weapons.

Man Ye was one of the six Banner King of the Nether Heavenly Palace, having a high status and much power in the Blood God Sect.

But the battle weapon he used couldn't even compare with Yuling Blood Broadsword.

Zhao Wuliang smiled. "The reason why Yan Kongming could be put aside Bai Yu, other than his comprehension of the battle formation, had great connection with this Yuling Blood Broadsword. Commanding one battle weapon listed on the Hundred-pattern Saint Weapon List has greatly improved his battle power."

A greedy look flashed in Zhao Wuliang's eyes.

The top battle weapons like the Yuling Blood Broadsword would surely be fought over to be taken by the saints. And since Zhao Wuliang hadn't reached the state of saint, he wanted to steal it more eagerly.

Zhang Ruochen used the power of the Blood God Venomous Worm instantly to resist the attack of Yan Kongming's broadsword.

Boom!

A strong strand of power was given out from his body, forming into a blood red ring of energy wave to pass around, sending the sand flying and pebbles rolling. And it was totally dark.

Zhang Ruochen poured his Holy Qi into the Saint Raven Fistgloves.

The scarlet fistgloves used to cover up his arms tightly gave out burning noises, bursting out hot and bright flames.

The flames given out by the Saint Raven Fistgloves almost melted the ground with heat.

Bang!

Zhang Ruochen threw a punch at the Yuling Blood Broadsword of Yan Kongming. The flames were on. And chaotic Qi gushed out.

The two both retreated backwards, leaving a giant pit of more than 30 meters in diameter in the ground.

"What a strong palm power! Surely uneasy to deal with."

Yan Kongming felt a little scared. He pressed his hands on the hilt, and stabilized himself soon. Then, with both feet pressing down to the earth, he bent his knees to attack again, like a shooting arrow.

Before that, Bai Yu had already started the fight with Zhang Ruochen.

The sword techniques of Bai Yu was excellent. Together with a speed way faster than monks at his state, he surrounded Zhang Ruochen with dozens of human shadows and hundreds of blades.

Although his sword technique was great, it was too inferior to compare with that of Ling Feiyu. In Zhang Ruochen's eyes, each of his sword moves had one or two weak points.

Of course, as Yan Kongming joined the battle, Zhang Ruochen experienced several extra times of pressure. Although he could resist barely, he was put in great crisis.

It seemed that he could be penetrated by the saint sword of Bai Yu at any time, or chopped in two by the blood broadsword of Yan Kongming.

Bai Yu and Yan Kongming thought the same, so they went on attacking him more quickly and more aggressively, wanting to end the battle soon.

But Zhang Ruochen kept resisting their attacks no matter how fiercely they fought.

Gradually, some powerful figures onsite came to the realization.

Man Ye grinned, uncovering his yellow teeth. "He's really clever. Acting like he was weak, but having real power. If I'm right, he is buying himself time, wanting to deal with those three after Bai Yu, Yan Kongming and Ning Guihai exhausted the power of their Blood God Venomous Worms."

Bai Yu and Yan Kongming felt agitated after failing to defeat Zhang Ruochen for a long time.

The power of the Blood God Venomous Worm would only last for 15 minutes.

The time they'd spent almost reached 15 minutes. They would soon be dropped back to the Third Level Half-Saint. By then, they couldn't compare with Zhang Ruochen.

"You two are wastes who can't deal with even a Second Level Half-Saint!"

Ning Guihai squeezed his eyes into a thin line. He displayed a ghostly body move to attack Zhang Ruochen, like a ruthless jackal.

Once the three powerful figures fought him together, Zhang Ruochen would have to expose his real power to deal with them.

Therefore, he had to take one down before Ning Guihai joined them.

Dozens of ideas came to him in a very short time. At Last, Zhang Ruochen set his eyes on Bai Yu.

"Heavenly Devil to the West."

Bai Yu displayed a sword technique at the level of the Consummate Skill. With a shake of his wrist, a strong strand of devil's Qi gushed out from his body, blending with his saint sword to chop heavily downwards.

A dragon roar sounded inside Zhang Ruochen's body.

A giant blood dragon flew out and wound around his left arm to give a strike to the belly of Bai Yu.

The belly was the weakest spot of Bai Yu's defense of the sword technique.

Puff.

Bai Yu's belly caved in, all his organs breaking instantly at the same time. He spewed a mouthful of blood.

Like a long parabola, Bai Yu fell off of Poluo Mountain and down to the ground, soaked in blood.

It surely astonished many people that a simple strike had wounded Bai Yu terribly.

With no stop, Zhang Ruochen operated his Holy Qi again to pour it into his palms. He shouted, "Seven-Apertures Blood Palm!"

Five apertures in his palms were opened simultaneously.

The five apertures were like five passageways to connect the body with the sky and the earth, forming a strong suction to take in the spiritual power of Poluo Mountain.

Both his palms hit the blood broadsword chopped by Yan Kongming and the Dragon Tooth Dagger played by Ning Guihai.

Boom!

Both Yan Kongming and Ning Guihai flew backwards for dozens of meters. Their robes were torn into pieces, unveiling the metal vests close to their skin.

Their fingers were broken by the palm power given out by Zhang Ruochen, and they were bleeding. The Yuling Blood Broadsword and the Dragon Tooth Dagger flew away naturally to become plugged in the earth.

Yan Kongming raised his arms to see his bloody palms. He found it hard to believe. "Even if he has cracked five apertures, how could he burst out such a strong power with the Seven-Apertures Blood Palm?"

Zhang Ruochen said, "Really? Do you want to try again? But now you can't borrow the power from the Blood God Venomous Worms. You can't beat me even if you work together."

Yan Kongming and Ning Guihai surely didn't want to accept the failure. After all, they wouldn't end up well after they returned.

But the boy opposite them was not a kind person. If they kept fighting, they would probably die by his hand.

"Let's say you win today. But life goes on, we shall wait and see who will be the winner at last."

Yan Kongming spoke ruthlessly. He gave out a Holy Qi to make it whirl, attempting to retrieve the Yuling Blood Broadsword from the ground.

But Zhang Ruochen had picked up the Yuling Blood Broadsword and the Dragon Tooth Dagger, which was sticking into the ground, ahead of him.

Holding two saint weapons in hand, Zhang Ruochen touched them gently with his fingers. He smirked, "As the winner, isn't it reasonable for me to take the two trophies?"

"Young man, you've crossed the line to force us to risk our lives to fight you."

Yan Kongming and Ning Guihai looked at each other, seeing the murderous look simultaneously.