Otherworldly Desert Dust

Chapter 283 - 238 Sword Spirit Death Abyss

The female guardian turned into a mist of blood under the golden Heavenly Dragon Claw, scattering down.

On the ground, the male guard’s face was full of shock, and the golden thread on his lips seemed about to snap.

As two guardians under Master Jiao Zhuo, although their strength was far inferior to their master, they were indeed invincible among the disciples of the Holy Sect. Even an outstanding disciple like Jiao Liecheng was no match for them.

But after just a brief encounter, his companion had been torn into a blood mist, and that supremely domineering golden Thunder Crossing didn’t belong to the powers of the Holy Sect, utterly denying the female guardian any chance of survival!

The male guardian couldn’t understand how this disciple of the Holy Sect could have suddenly ascended to such a realm, as if he had reached the level of the fifth master of the Red Port Holy Sect, with a combat strength completely different from others.

"It’s your turn," Wu Hen once again charged at the gray venomous man.

This time he couldn’t burst out with the highest speed of a Fourth Rank Physique, because his moving space was producing unstable ripples.

These chaotic ripples would interfere with the enemy’s movements and also suppress the opponent’s speed.

The gray venomous man raised his Double Tusk Blades and slashed at Wu Hen over a hundred times in quick succession.

As soon as Wu Hen got close, the area around him was filled with densely packed venomous teeth, which attacked him like a horde of Demon Pythons. Discover hidden content at novelhall.Côm

Wu Hen activated his Spiritual Vision and realized that amidst the messy tusk blades, the majority were Shadow of Residual Illusion, and there were not many he truly needed to dodge...

"Swish!"

Indeed, the real killing move of the male guardian was hidden in the end, disorderly and fancy, all just to drive that spike into his heart.

After easily seeing through it, Wu Hen couldn’t help but sneer.

He deliberately sold a flaw to his opponent, allowing the man to get close to him.

The male guardian was about to strike at Wu Hen but, catching a glimpse of Wu Hen’s slightly upturned lips, he immediately realized he might have been tricked and hastily transformed into a cloud of gray venomous mist retreating backward!

It was too late to retreat now. Wu Hen threw the Ominous Bronze Spear in his hand, with all the inscriptions on it lighting up. What followed was a writhing, mountainous black river sweeping past, rolling over the gray mist of the male guardian!

The male guardian was flushed out from the mist by the black river and smashed into a pit on the ground.

But the black river whirled into the sky, suddenly turning into a terrifying black waterfall, fiercely pouring down onto the male guardian.

The weight of these cursed streams was abnormal, and even just a bucket poured onto someone could crush an adult outright, let alone the black river turning into a hundred-meter-high cascade, equivalent to the heavy pressure of ten thousand catties, constantly hammering the male guardian’s body.

The bones of the male guardian’s body were all crushed. He was in extreme pain, and the golden thread on his lips broke apart...

Blood filled his mouth, turning him into a freak, but at the same time, a dense Blood Poison mist rose from his body, coiling around his form and gradually twisting into a bizarre pattern.

As if unleashing some kind of Blood Prohibition, the male guardian crawled out of the black waterfall. Though his bones were broken, it did not affect his movement. However, he no longer moved like a member of the Human Clan; instead, he was like a devil wearing human skin, with his limbs bending against nature and his body emitting scorching Blood Poison.

"Argh!!!!"

The male guardian let out a howling sound, his eyes had utterly changed, devoid of pupils, only eyes that continuously streamed out venomous blood.

High above, Cai Huang’s momentum was slowly showing signs of collapse. His Armor had made him mighty for a while, chasing and beating Jiao Zhu thoroughly, leaving several conspicuous wounds on Jiao Zhuo.

But the Heroic Soul aura housed within the Armor was limited, and once it was depleted, Cai Huang became passive.

"Bang!!!!!!"

Before Wu Hen could rush into the sky, Cai Huang, like a meteor remnant, violently crashed to the ground, creating an impact that caused the remaining buildings of the Holy Sect to collapse completely, showing how terrifying the force upon Cai Huang in the air was.

Cai Huang, with possibly several bones broken, trembled slightly as he got up.

He glanced back at Wu Hen and found, to his delight, that Wu Hen had actually killed the two protectors.

This youngster had hidden his strength deeply. His previously honest and compliant demeanor was all a facade. Knowing that he had stepped into the level of a Master, why on earth had he offered his own daughter in sacrifice??

"Cai Ting, block Jiao Zhu for a moment for me. I’ll catch my breath, and then we’ll slay this bastard together!" Cai Huang said, blood in his mouth.

Wu Hen nodded. Now was not the time to play tricks with Old Deng anymore. If he didn’t make a move, Cai Huang was really going to be beaten to death by Jiao Zhu.

"Bring me your life!" Jiao Zhu’s voice descended from the high sky, his presence as majestic as a supreme Heavenly Demon.

His figure, like a demon bird covering the sky, was so massive that just one claw could compare to the largest palace in Red Port. When he plunged from the high altitude to the ground, the entire Human Clan Force in Red Port collapsed in fear.

This was the might of a Holy Sect Master. Faced with such power, the small worlds they inhabited would be directly destroyed, and any casual strike would result in a natural disaster.

As the Heavenly Demon Bird attacked, Cai Huang had no means to defend. His hopeful gaze fell on Wu Hen.

Wu Hen raised his sword to meet the sky. Even after activating Spiritual Vision, the demon bird that Jiao Zhuo had transformed into was still magnificent. He swung the Sword Spirit, stirring the earth around him, bringing this entire land under the domain of the Death Abyss!

The Heavenly Demon Bird confronted the Death Abyss of the earth, its power bit by bit dissolving, and the true body of Jiao Zhu’s plunging Hand Claw also revealed itself.

However, Wu Hen’s Death Abyss was also shrinking, its power being defused by the vast strength of Jiao Zhu’s Hand Claw.

At last, with Hand Claw gripping the sword, the tough palm and fingers attempted to directly crush the blade.

Fortunately, Little Yi had reached the Sword Child Realm, its body completely covered by Dragon Scale, and the Sword Spirit’s strength was absolutely not something Jiao Zhu could shatter with a Hand Claw.

Feeling that the sword was no ordinary one and unable to break it, Master Jiao Zhu instantly transformed into Blood Crystal Grains, scattering in all directions.

Wu Hen’s other hand was already in position, poised to unleash the Cangxia Fist on Jiao Zhu’s face. Seeing the old thief about to escape, he inwardly cursed the missed opportunity. If only the old thief had hesitated a moment longer, the Cangxia Fist could have smashed his face...

Very alert.

In the instant he prepared to strike, he retreated.

Luckily, Wu Hen also promptly restrained his fist’s momentum, not revealing his move.

"I was careless, not expecting you, lad, to have reached such a realm! You would have stood a great chance of victory if you had joined forces with Xin Feng against me. It’s a pity that you rely on such a sickly one like Cai Huang. There’s only one outcome for you, to die without a place to be buried!" Master Jiao Zhu, after retreating at a distance, coldly stared at Wu Hen with his eyes.

"I’ve refined Xin Feng’s Holy Bone; I wonder how effective your old bones are?" Wu Hen said, smiling.