C61 (1/2)
”Brat, even if you want to protect her, it's useless. The power of the Phoenix Blood isn't something that a little girl like her can possess. Moreover, it's also impossible for her to rely on her own strength to complete the fusion of bloodlines!” Nangong Qi Ye slowly walked out and stood shoulder to shoulder with Yan You. A monstrous aura erupted from her body.
Hong Ling did not speak, and did not look at Lian Chengyue either. At this critical juncture, even if Lian Chengyue lost, he had to buy time for her.
Kacha, Hong Ling bit his finger and threw out a drop of dark golden blood towards Lian Chengyue. This was his newly born ancestor's transformed blood, able to transform a person into an independent vampire ancestor.
This transformed blood was even more powerful than when Canfeng was turned into a blood servant. As long as Lian Chengyue could endure the pain of transforming, she would become a vampire ancestor that was not weaker than Hong Ling himself. As long as one became an ancestor, absorbing the Phoenix bloodline would no longer be a barrier.
”Ah Yue, absorb the bloodline properly, don't worry about me!” Without even turning his head, Hong Ling's body's aura exploded to the extreme in an instant.
Weng, a long sword was flung over with gritted teeth by Lian Chengyue and was caught by Hong Ling. The young man was startled when he held onto the sword, this sword was not even Lian Chengyue's personal sword, but was completely made of black iron.
Hong Ling held the long sword, his hand instantly sinking, he never thought that the sword would actually be so heavy, in his opinion, the sword's weight, was not less than 100 kilograms.
”This Xuan Iron Sword, I got it from the palace earlier. I'll give it to you!” Lian Chengyue's somewhat weak voice came out, but before she could say anything, the Vampire Ancestral Blood that Hong Ling had struck her body with, was already showing its effects.
A dark and cold aura came from Lian Chengyue's body, carrying an ice-cold bloodlust. Hong Ling did not turn back, but through his senses, he sensed that there were three different types of blood currently transforming and fusing within the girl's body.
Rune after rune were quickly forming and gathering all of her soul fragments.
”Kid, get out of the way!” The cultivators of the Four Major Sects who were standing in front of Hong Ling grew anxious. Feng Qiyue moved gracefully and stood in a row with Yan You Xu and Nangong Qi. Shangguan Qinghong gritted her teeth and walked out with them.
”Hong Ling, right? You've successfully angered us, are you ready to die?!” Shangguan Qinghong took out a long sword and pointed it straight at the teenager.
Hong Ling let out a long breath of Turbid Air, the black iron sword in his hand buzzed non-stop, he did not dare take the initiative to attack now, as he was afraid of being taken advantage of by these people. However, the four of them obviously recognized that the sword in his hand was made of black iron.
”If any of you want to test the sharpness of the xuan iron sword in my hand, you can come up and try. I would like to see how strong the Qi Refinement into Spirit cultivators of the Four Major Sects, the best of them, are!” Hong Ling's robe fluttered under the influence of his Qi.
The long sword in Hong Ling's hand was entirely made of black iron. Although it wasn't a magic tool, its sharpness and toughness was already not one bit inferior to a magic tool's.
”How dare you! You dare to spout such outrageous words in the face of the heaven's pride level experts of our four great sects!” Shangguan Qinghong roared out, she moved, becoming one with the sword, attacking towards Hong Ling.
Hong Ling's originally slightly closed eyes instantly opened, as he slashed his sword towards Shangguan Qinghong.
With a ”clang”, a bright spark flashed in the air, and Shangguan Qinghong's figure shot backwards at an extremely fast speed. His hand that was holding onto his sword trembled slightly, the palm of his hand split open, dripping with blood.
They had not expected that after this young man used a secret technique, he would be able to force Shangguan Qinghong to retreat. However, so what? The Phoenix bloodline was a rare good fortune, whoever dared to obstruct them would die!
”Let's attack together. This kid, even if he uses a secret technique, he will only be able to fight to a draw with any one of us. Is he even able to defy the heavens?”
She no longer had a charming smile on her face at this time. From the sleeves on her hands, two long swords appeared, and with a move of her body, she flew towards Hong Ling like a butterfly.
The black iron sword in Hong Ling's hand was too heavy, and he had not fully adapted to it, so many small cuts were actually made by her on his body. Luckily, the Dragon Scale s were everywhere on his body, and even though the two swords were sharp, they only left a few painless wounds.
After Feng Qiyue attacked, she found that her attack did not yield any results, but her two swords still had countless holes on them. She frowned slightly as she looked at the black iron sword in Hong Ling's hands with an uncertain gaze.
”Phew, we can't wait any longer. This kid is really hard to deal with. If he gets used to the xuan iron sword in his hands, even if you and I work together, we won't be able to kill him in a short period of time. Everyone, let's not hold back!”
Shangguan Qinghong took out a talisman which flickered with a faint flame aura. The Authentic Qi in his hand moved, and the talisman instantly flickered with fire, burning into a purple colored fireball. He casually tossed it out, and the fireball flew straight towards Hong Ling.
Hong Ling's pupils constricted, a look of panic flashing past his eyes. This fireball was simply too strong, ten times stronger than Shangguan Qinghong's full power attack, he did not dare to be careless at the moment. His consciousness and the Authentic Qi fused together in the long sword, mixing with the sword intent and the dark golden lightning, and formed a thunder sword qi.
The Authentic Qi, spiritual sense, and dragon aura in his body were quickly being exhausted, maintaining the existence of the thunder sword qi. The youth let out a loud shout, and slashed out with this incomparably powerful sword.
Boom! The thunder collided with the fireball, creating ripples in the air. Hong Ling's body retreated continuously, seeing that he was about to collide with Lian Chengyue, he clenched his teeth, and fiercely stepped on the ground, directly landing on the stone floor.
He forcefully stopped himself and spat out a mouthful of dark golden blood.
The four cultivators looked at the dark golden blood that had corroded a hole in the ground. They were astonished as they watched it slowly fade away and turn back into a bright red color.
”You're actually a bloodline cultivator!” Feng Qiyue frowned. She had thought that Hong Ling was only using a powerful secret art, she did not expect him to be using the blood vessels in his body.
Shangguan Qinghong stared intently at the dissipating purple fireball, his eyes were filled with bewilderment and bewilderment. He never thought that Hong Ling would actually be able to break through the purple fireball.
”Be careful, this brat actually broke one of my high grade Profound Rank talismans. That attack just now was not weaker than the full power attack of a high grade Qi Refinement into Spirit cultivator!”