Chapter 587 Saint Spirit VS Blood Demon (2/2)
Zhou Yuan looked down from the sky to meet Fan Yao’s gaze, killing intent swirling in both individual’s eyes.
Boom!
Neither party said a single word, as one suddenly swooped down from the air, while the other dashed into the sky.
The blood demon roared, the avatar of violence and ferocity.
The saint spirit howled, filled with immeasurable and mysterious power.
Rumble!
Giant waves seem to rise in the sky, as the two t.i.tans unleashed a terrifying barrage of attacks, the residual energies violently stirring the six color lake below.
Even Tang Xiaoyan, Jin Zhang, w.a.n.g Yuan and the blood corpse had no choice but to back away such that they would not be caught up in the aftershocks.
The intensity of Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao’s fight had already surpa.s.sed everyone else.
Boom!
The blood demon shadow collided against the saint spirit, while Fan Yao and Zhou Yuan continuously poured Genesis Qi into their techniques from the inside...
Fan Yao’s blood-red pupils stared at Zhou Yuan as he roared, “Watch how my blood demon tears your saint spirit to shreds!”
However, Zhou Yuan responded with a mocking smile. The Spirit between his brows began to flicker as invisible Spirit power swept forth once again, viciously las.h.i.+ng towards Fan Yao.
“Spirit Jolt!”
After advancing to the advanced Corporeal stage, Zhou Yuan’s Spirit attacks had grown stranger and more unpredictable. Against someone whose Spirit cultivation was weak enough, all it would take was a single thought from Zhou Yuan to destroy his or her Spirit.
It could even be said to be a.s.sa.s.sinating without leaving any traces.
However, though Fan Yao’s Spirit was not as strong as his opponent’s, it was not overly weak either, and was thus able to endure the attacks. But every time Zhou Yuan’s Spirit Jolt swept forth, an intense tearing pain would begin ripping apart Fan Yao’s head.
Whenever this happened, the giant blood demon around Fan Yao’s body would be viciously beaten back by the saint spirit.
After several repet.i.tions, Fan Yao’s figure had become somewhat ragged, while he was on the verge of exploding due to anger.
“Zhou Yuan! You despicable person. Are you only capable of using your Spirit to disturb me!” Bellowed Fan Yao.
However, Zhou Yuan merely chuckled in response to the former’s frustration. His Spirit was his advantage, and was he naturally not foolish enough to abandon it. It was after all something he had worked hard to cultivate.
Thump! Thump!
As such, he responded by directing the saint spirit to unleash a vicious attack that forcefully ripped apart Fan Yao’s blood demon shadow’s hand.
Fan Yao’s expression turned ashen, while his eyes turned eerily stormy.
He knew that it was only a matter of time before the blood demon shadow was torn to shreds if this continued...
“I can’t believe he’s so difficult to deal with…”
Fan Yao took in a deep breath, as a savage and cruel glint flickered in his eyes.
“It seems that I’ll have to use my final trump card…”
He swept a sinisterly chilling glance at Zhou Yuan, before suddenly retreating, heading directly for the battlefield between Jin Zhang and the blood corpse.
Jin Zhang hurriedly backed away when he saw this.
However, Fan Yao paid no attention to the former. His figure moved and appeared beside the blood corpse, before pouncing towards it, as a set of eerily white teeth bit into the corpse’s neck.
*Suck*!
The blood corpse struggled as its body began to wither. All the blood within it flowed out at this moment, and was completely sucked up by Fan Yao.
Fan Yao’s Genesis Qi undulations suddenly began to climb in a crazy manner!
Strange blood runes spread on his body, making him look akin to a blood devil.
The hairs of the numerous onlookers began to stand when they saw this, as a chill rose from the bottom of their feet.