Seeing Wuhun charging in with arrogance, Xia Chen sneered, "You think you can kill us?" Go ahead and give it a try. "
Buzz"
Xia Chen snorted coldly, forming hand seals. Tens of thousands of formation disks appeared around him like stars, enveloping the entire Dragon Blood Legion.
The formation disk lit up, forming a dazzling grand array. Once the formation appeared, heaven and earth trembled—this was the strongest defensive formation Xia Chen had ever built.
"Frog at the bottom of the well"
sneered coldly at Xia Chen's grand formation, threw a punch, blood energy erupted, and tricolor patterns flowed across his fist, condensing three different powers together.
With a loud explosion, the barrier Xia Chen had formed was actually punched open by a huge hole from Wuhun's punch.
"What?"
At that moment, Xia Chen's face changed drastically, his eyes filled with disbelief. His strongest barrier had actually been pierced by Wu Hun's punch. He couldn't accept this outcome.
"You think you can block the great Santong clan with just one formation?" How foolish are you?
The bloodline of my Santong clan connects to heaven, earth, and people. There is no law in this world that can block my Santong bloodline. Wu Hun sneered and walked right through the hole in the barrier.
"Buzz!"
Just as Wuhun walked in, Gu Yang's attack arrived.
"Boom!"
Gu Yang's strike was like lightning, his timing perfectly executed. His spear struck Wu Hun's brow with precision. This strike was the result of Gu Yang's lifelong effort.
However, just as everyone was about to cheer for Gu Yang's strike, a shocking scene unfolded: Gu Yang's spear pierced Wu Hun's forehead, and the blood-splattering scene they imagined did not materialize.
Gu Yang's spear stabbed heavily into Wuhun's forehead. The sharp tip couldn't even pierce Wuhun's skin. At that moment, not only Guyang but also Luo Changsheng, Minglong Tianzhao, and others were stunned.
They could all see that Gu Yang's strike was terrifyingly powerful, and the spear in his hand was a sacred weapon, yet it couldn't pierce Wuhun's skin.
"Afraid."
His black, large hand grabbed the spear tip. Gu Yang's face changed dramatically. A powerful force brewed within the spear, like a volcano about to erupt. The most terrifying part was that his large hand was actually sucked in by the spear, making escape impossible.
"Sss!"
The Dragonblood warriors cried out in alarm. They sensed something was wrong. Just as Wuhun's power was about to erupt, a longsword stabbed straight at Wuhun's neck. At the most critical moment, Yue Zifeng struck.
"You can't save him,"
Wu Hun sneered. On his left hand, three-colored divine light swirled as he struck toward Yue Zifeng's sword. His hand trembled violently, and vast power roared along the spear toward Gu Yang, determined to kill him alive.
"Pfft"
and "Sssh"
two sounds rang out simultaneously. Gu Yang spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and was sent flying.
Meanwhile, Yue Zifeng's long sword pierced through the tri-colored divine radiance, piercing Wuhun's palm straight down to the hilt, the tip aimed straight at Wuhun's throat.
Unfortunately, Wu Hun was tall and had extremely long arms. The sharp sword was only half an inch from Wu Hun's throat, and the sharp brilliance on the sword had already sliced through the skin on his neck, causing three colors of fresh blood to flow out.
At this moment, Wu Hun was both shocked and furious. He hadn't expected Yue Zifeng to ignore his Three Divine Radiances, causing the power of his strike to kill Gu Yang being reduced by half. Gu Yang himself was strong enough to only spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Die!"
Wuhun roared in anger and kicked fiercely at Yue Zifeng. At this moment, Wuhun was in a state of rage, his blood energy erupting, and three divine lights swirled around him. With the force of this kick, it could shatter stars.
"Purple Lightning Piercing the Clouds"
At this moment, the longsword was gripped by Wuhun's palm. Yue Zifeng could no longer retreat, but even if he could, he would not. As long as the sword exists, as long as the person lives, this is the creed of sword cultivators. Even in death, he would never abandon his sword. He poured all his power into the sword in an instant.
"Boom!"
Wu Hun kicked out, the void exploding, and a shield shimmering with a three-flower pattern appeared before Yue Zifeng. Behind the shield was Bai Xiaole, who formed hand seals with both hands, and behind Bai Xiaole was a gigantic nine-tailed fox demon.
When Wu Hun kicked the Sanhua shield, it exploded with a thunderous crash. Bai Xiaole let out a muffled groan and was sent flying, blood actually spilling from his eyes.
At the same time, a purple sword aura shot out from the tip of Yue Zifeng's sword, piercing through his dark nostrils and emerging from the back of his head.
"Roar!"
Wu Hun roared to the sky, the intense pain driving him mad. His entire body's vital energy ignited, and the three-colored divine radiance swept across the heavens in an instant. Yue Zifeng was sent flying by the aura.
"Brother Zifeng, are you alright?"
Bai Xiaole caught Yue Zifeng in one swift motion, and under the protection of the Purple-Eyed Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, the two safely returned to the Dragon Blood Legion.
At this moment, Yue Zifeng's face was as pale as paper. This final blow had drained all his strength, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. After such a fatal blow, Wu Hun was still alive.
"A bunch of lowly ants, thinking they could kill me? Do you know that the great Santong clan is immortal and undying? "Wuhun roared to the sky, his voice filled with icy murderous intent.
The Santong Devouring Sky Beast clan is one of the oldest races in the world, renowned for its immortality and indestructibility, its reputation awe-inspiring through the ages.
However, because the Santong Devouring Sky Beast clan was sealed during the Chaos Era, there are almost no legends about them. Even among the elite prodigies present, none have heard of the Santong Devouring Sky Beast clan.
When they saw Wuhun suffer such a terrifying fatal blow and still survive, even Luo Changsheng and the others were stunned. Is there really such an immortal existence in this world?
Although Wuhun was not killed, Yue Zifeng's sword strike seemed to cause him immense pain. He clutched his head and roared in fury, seemingly recovering from his wounds, unable to strike the Dragonblood Legion for the time being.
"Let's attack together and kill them."
At that moment, Luo Changsheng and the others finally snapped out of their shock. Now that Wuhun had temporarily lost his combat strength, they couldn't just wait, because Long Chen was already showing signs of taking control of the heavenly tribulation.
"Cloth Dragon Blood Barrier!"
Guo Ran shouted. At this moment, he finally caught his breath, quickly forming hand seals, and his entire body's vital energy surged, spreading like smoke.
At the same time, all the dragon blood warriors ignited their dragon blood. Their blood energy connected, forming a blood-red barrier in the void. The blood-colored advancement was densely covered with dragon scales, protecting everyone.
This was the Dragonblood Legion's last defensive measure. They were facing all Nine-Star Destiny Warriors—masters among experts, monsters among monsters. If the barrier broke, the Dragonblood Legion would suffer massive casualties. At this moment, they were unwilling to take responsibilityHe Liu poured all his power and hope into the barrier.
"Boom boom boom..."
At that moment, Luo Changsheng and the others' attacks poured down like a violent storm.