The Host Of An Ancient Spirit Chapter 38

Xue Li ha also reached the Ling shape level. Moreover, as the son of the Blood Sect master, he got special care since his childhood. Apart from his powerful strength, he also owned a lot of treasure weapons. His means of escape was quite splendid and even if he could not defeat the enemy, he would not be killed as a result, so that’s why he was so self-confident.

"Really? I never kill amateurs, but you’re so unlucky today.” Chen Feng frowned slightly and felt the poison in his body was spreading. If the situation continued, he would most probably die instead of killing Xue Li.

Without any hesitation, Chen Feng’s eyes revealed the murderous look. The Unknown Martial Art kept running wildly inside and the vitality was circulating all over the body. The spread of poison seemed to have been alleviated by the operation of the Unknown Martial Art. Chen Feng felt very glad, but the situation then was so harsh that he couldn’t focus on his cultivation. For the sake of detoxification, he must end the battle as soon as possible.

“Kill! Golden Sun Thunder Sword Art!”

Chen Feng shouted to launch the long sword in his hand and the Golden Sun Thunder Sword Art was exerted instantly to release countless powerful swordsmanship, which was whistling and attacking in the air with great forces. Those with lower strength might be killed once they were attacked by the sword.

Seeing the sword was attacking, Xue Li was so startled that his face was changed to reveal an unprecedented solemnness. He said secretly, “What a strong sword force! He had only reached the Ling shape level, but his strength was probably beyond my imagination. So long as I can persist for a while, he will be poisoned and killed. By then, they both will become dead men under my sword.”

Just then, the other four disciples of the Blood Sect suddenly stood up. Something in their hands flashed and a black pill appeared. They quickly swallowed them and their strength was instantly recovered. They shouted to launch attacks against Murong Xiaorou and Chen Feng.

Although Murong Xiaorou had consumed most of her energy, she had focused on every move of these disciples for a long time. Just when they swallowed the pill, she also took out a delicate jade bottle to pour out an emerald green pill in her hand. With special fragrance, it’s obviously a rare treasure.

Chen Feng found Murong Xiaorou could cope with these disciples alone, he rushed out to fight against Xue Li with all his efforts. They were both at the Ling shape level, but the strength of Chen Feng was obviously higher. After a few rounds, Xue Li was forced to walk back step by step with desperate roaring.

"What’s the matter? How come you are immune to our blood sect martial art and make your energy inside more and more powerful?" Xue LI finally realized something unusual.

Chen Feng squeezed a sneer and said, “Bingo! Unfortunately it’s too late now.”

“Golden Sun Thunder Sword Art! Great Energy!”

A red light suddenly appeared out of Chen Feng’s hands and the huge vitality energy was mixed with eight kinds of energy absorbed in the eight gates. The golden long sword in his hand was suddenly shrouded in a layer of red light, which looked like a rapacious monster.

A ray of light suddenly appeared with the thick swordsmanship and the atmosphere was instantly filled with a murderous intention.

Xue Li’s was dumbfounded because the threat he had never felt finally emerged on the target he had managed to launch secret attack. It’s a kind of shame and humiliation. However, there’s no way for him to get out. With a glimpse of hatred flashed in his eyes, he roared to burst out all his strength.

For those who practiced the blood martial art, all the physical essence was gathered inside the blood vessels. At that moment, Xue Li was fully covered by a layer of blood color and all the pores were infiltrated with blood. A huge energy was a.s.sembled inside his body.

"Self-immolation of blood for super attack!”

Xue Li screamed loudly and his right palm sudden exploded with blood flash in the air to instantly drown Chen Feng’s swordsmanship.

Chen Feng slightly shook his body to run the Unknown Mysterious Martial Art to completely absorb all the blood flash inside.

He felt his physical strength had increased with more toxicity, which was mixed with hope and fear. With more murderous intention in his eyes, he did not realize the strange red light in his face.

"d.a.m.n!" Chen Feng once again waved his long sword out. With all his strength this time, his sword brought tremendous impact at the speed of flashing light, which almost penetrated the body of Xue Li instantly.

The eyes of Xue Li were full of horror. He suddenly changed into a b.l.o.o.d.y light and ran into the depths of the woods. Chen Feng intended to chase him, but the toxicity inside started to spread. He had a strong in will but weak in power, so he felt quite regretful.

When turning back, he found Murong Xiaorou still gained the upper hand against the four disciples. However, they had no desire to continue fighting after finding Xue Li had already escaped. They shouted, "Since the young master had already run away, we’d better withdraw also."

They practiced the self-immolation art and changed into b.l.o.o.d.y light to escape, but their speed was indeed slower than that of Xue Li. Chen Feng condensed his eyesight and rushed out to kill the four disciples with great anger. Then, he absorbed their power of martial art as much as possible and slightly operated inside his body. He surprisingly found that the strength had been increased obviously.

However, it’s still not easy to break through to reach the Ling sense level. Although the acc.u.mulation of energy had been completed, he hadn’t yet grasped the artistic conception of the Ling power.