C47 (2/2)
The Blood Demon Art that Blood Devil Sect cultivated was extremely strange. When activated, a strong suction force could cause the opponent's blood to boil. Even if their cultivation realm exceeded theirs, it would still be affected by this power.
Right now, even more so, there were four genius disciples of the Blood Devil Sect who had attacked at the same time. There was no need to even mention the power, even Chen Feng, who was hanging on the tall tree, could feel the blood essence energy in his body faintly trembling. However, as the Nameless Mysterious Art slightly revolved, the blood essence's energy circulated within his body, and seemed to faintly resonate with the blood magic in the bodies of the Blood Devil Sect disciples below him.
The blood magic that the disciples of the Blood Devil Sect continued to release might be a fatal and troublesome move for others, but it was beneficial for Chen Feng. This was because after the blood essence energy in his body resonated with the Blood Demon Art, the blood magic that the disciples of the Blood Devil Sect released actually had a bit of beneficial effect on the blood essence energy in Chen Feng's body.
The energy in his body circulated even faster. Chen Feng could feel that the energy in his body was constantly increasing, and just as he was feeling happy in his heart, he saw that Mu Rong Xiao Rou had finally made her move.
A snow-white longsword suddenly rushed out, appearing exceptionally dazzling in the deserted ancient battlefield. At this moment, Mu Rong Xiao Rou's temperament was graceful, she wielded her sword with one hand, a white spirit energy surrounded her feet as she surrounded four Blood Devil Sect disciples who were brimming with a baleful aura. She was like an angel that had fallen into hell, she waved her sword, causing white light to appear as Sword Qi s flew out in all directions.
”What a strong sword intent. Sure enough, the methods of the Spirit Intermediate Realm far exceed the spiritual state by a lot. Just a casual sword strike with such might. Even if I used all of my strength, I probably wouldn't have such an effect.” Chen Feng muttered as he stared unblinkingly at the longsword in Mu Rong Xiao Rou's hand.
It was a high-grade treasure, and was not the least bit weaker than Chen Feng's golden sword. On top of the longsword, there was a trace of freezing cold air, and every time it attacked, the surrounding space would be slightly frozen solid. The battle had lasted for a long time, but Murong Xiao Rou still did not show any signs of defeat.
”How is this possible? When the four of us execute the Blood Demonic Art together, how can it not affect you?” You actually don't have any Qi or blood flowing back, what's going on? ”
The veil on Mu Rong Xiao Rou's face fluttered slightly, the longsword slashed across her chest, and a sword light instantly shot out. The cold aura engulfed the surroundings and she said indifferently: ”How could a mere Blood Demon Art harm me?
”Is that so? ”So that's how it is. To think that you've been able to use your powerful spirit energy to cut off the erosion of our Blood Devil Arts. It seems you still have some skill after all.” The four disciples of Blood Devil Sect exchanged glances, but countless thoughts quickly passed through their minds.
Would they let Mu Rong Xiao Rou go? It was obviously impossible, because Scarlet Congealing Fruits were a type of herbal medicine for people who practiced the Blood Devil Arts. Taking the Scarlet Congealing Fruit could make their blood flow faster and stronger, and could even make their Blood Devil Attack even stronger.