The sword qi tore apart the mythical beast’s shadow and instantly arrived in front of the second prince.
“Pfft.”
Large swathes of blood splattered as the second prince’s small half of his body, including his right arm, right leg, and a third of his head, all separated out.
Executing this sword exhausted Zhang Ruochen’s entire body of Saint Qi. With that, he fell down from mid-air and landed heavily on the open ground outside the Sikong Zen Courtyard, propping up the ground with one palm and panting heavily.
The second prince also landed on the ground, his entire body covered in blood, and a spiteful voice came out of his mouth, ”This prince …… has never …… never …… ever suffered such abig loss, today, must suck your blood dry and destroy your bones to ashes.”
With that sword just now, Zhang Ruochen had wanted to completely kill the second prince, however, the second prince’s cultivation was so high that he had dodged death and was only seriously injured.
It had to be said that the life force of the Immortal Blood Race was truly very strong.
At this moment, the Second Prince mobilised his blood qi to support his tattered body, looking quite hideous as he rushed out from the darkness and attacked Zhang Ruochen once again.
“If you want to fight, then fight, who’s afraid?”
Although Zhang Ruochen had exhausted his entire body’s Saint Qi, he still possessed strong spiritual power and was not completely powerless to fight.
“Puffing.”
With Zhang Ruochen’s body as the centre, densely-packed electric patterns coalesced, shuttling from the sky and rapidly converging over.
“Wrath of the Thunder General.”?Behind Zhang Ruochen’s back, a gigantic silhouette coalesced, made of intertwined thunder and lightning, a ten feet tall giant god general in armour, holding a thunder hammer and an electric halberd.
The mountain where the Sikong Zen Academy was located was, in an instant, completely covered in lightning and transformed into a sea of electricity.
With a bang, the Second Prince’s hand seal, and the spell struck by Zhang Ruochen, collided together, and his body immediately fell backwards.
Zhang Ruochen, on the other hand, took advantage of the situation and struck out another dozen of spells in a row, directly from the mountainside, forcing the Second Prince back to the foot of the mountain.
No matter how strong the Second Prince’s cultivation was, he was still severely injured, with a large portion of his meridians being wasted, and his own combat power greatly reduced, and he was able to make a move, which was already quite reluctant.
Of course, after all, Zhang Ruochen had exhausted his Saint Qi, his body was quite weak, and he was only holding on with his will, and he could collapse at any time.
It was up to him and the Second Prince, who would be able to last until the end?
At this moment, in the distant night sky, another tumbling blood cloud came surging over.
The dark red blood aura occupied the entire sky, reflecting the ground with a faint layer of red light, forming a world like the geographical underworld.
In the blood clouds, there was a surging power that was brilliant and intimidating, and vaguely, one could even see that there was a hundred feet wide blood river that passed through the blood clouds, connecting from the sky all the way to the sky above the Sikong Zen Courtyard.
Below, the savage beasts in the mountains and forests, all of them were trembling in fear, feeling the fear from their souls.
“Your Highness, Second Prince, this will help you.”?In the blood clouds, the Air B Blood General unfolded a pair of blood wings that were more than ten zhang long, holding a green-coloured bone spur as he rushed towards Zhang Ruochen below.
The green-coloured bone spur was not made from ordinary polished bones, but was a powerful Saint Weapon.
Its name was called the “Green Dragon Spike”, and it was six zhang long, forged from the dragon bone of a Saint realm green dragon, and within it, there were 923 inscriptions.
“Haha! The Empty Ether Blood will come at the right time, quickly decapitate Zhang Ruochen for this Emperor and seize the Heavenly Sword. As long as you send the Monstrous Heavenly Sword to the Sword Graveyard and save the Underworld King, you’ll be the first big contributor.”The Second Prince immediately went backwards, no longer fighting with Zhang Ruochen.
The battle just now had caused his injuries, to become even more severe.
If it wasn’t for, the Empty Ether Blood Sword coming over in time, the Second Prince was afraid that he would no longer be able to continue supporting himself. After retreating, the Second Prince immediately took out a beast skin pouch and swallowed the blood in the pouch to heal his injuries.
Zhang Ruochen stared towards the Empty Ether Blood General and saw through this person’s cultivation, surprisingly, he had already reached the realm of the Eighth Order Half-Saint, a High Order Half-Saint in the true sense of the word.
One must know that all the characters who could reach the high ranked Half-Saint were all one in a million majestic masters amongst the Half-Saints, and every one of them had the chance to impact the Saint realm.
Even though, their chances were quite slim, they were not something that low ranked Half-Saints could be compared to.
In Zhang Ruochen’s current state, there was no way he could be a match for the Empty Ether Blood General.
With his gaze, he coldly stared at the Second Prince, secretly hating in his heart, but he could only retreat backwards.
If he was given some more time, he would definitely be able to suppress the Second Prince.
“Pot Pot Pot!”
Zhang Ruochen called out.
The Elephant Swallowing Rabbit rushed out from inside Zhang Ruochen’s coat pocket, transforming into a huge crimson rabbit, carrying the very weak Zhang Ruochen on its back, and immediately rushing in the direction of the Sikong Zen Courtyard.
“Where to escape?”
The Air E Blood General’s arm reached out and struck the Green Dragon Thorn out, stabbing at Zhang Ruochen’s vest.
The Green Dragon Thorn emitted a “clattering” sound as it turned into nineteen knots, continuously elongating and becoming several miles long, as if it were a spirit snake spitting out its mail, forming sinuous curves.
The sharp blade of the thorn was emitting an eye-catching cold light that would blind a person’s eyes.
Zhang Ruochen’s spiritual power could clearly sense that he had been completely locked by the Green Dragon Thorn, and there was no way to dodge.
Even though, the Green Dragon Thorn had yet to fall, a sharp pain was already coming from his back.
That was the qi energy emitted by the Green Dragon Thorn, which had already landed on Zhang Ruochen’s body and rushed into his body.
Just as he was about to unlock the third layer of the Sherpa’s seal, a pitch-black silhouette rushed out from the Sikong Zen Courtyard.
That silhouette, erupted with astonishing speed, like a black lightning bolt.
“If you can spare people, why do you need to rush them to the end?”
That black silhouette, who had already rushed behind Zhang Ruochen, extended a palm and grabbed the Green Dragon Spike.
With his five fingers, the silhouettes of five black dragons emerged, erupting into a low-pitched dragon roar.
With a violent force, his arm ripped the Empty Ether Blood General into flight, crashing into the cliff wall not far away with a loud rumbling sound.
The body of the Empty Ether Blood General was directly buried into the soil.
“Surprisingly, it’s even more powerful than an Eighth Order Half-Saint?”
Zhang Ruochen fixed his eyes towards the black silhouette and saw that it was a monk with pitch-black skin all over his body, and on top of his skin, there was even a faint layer of metallic lustre.
It was none other than Er Sikong.
Only, the Erskine at this moment was completely different from the first time Zhang Ruochen had seen him.
At that time, Erskine appeared very mute, and there wasn’t a trace of energy fluctuation on his body, completely being an ordinary monk.
At this moment, there was an extremely thick Buddha qi surging out from Erskine’s body, and the strength of his body was more powerful than that of the Air B Blood General.
Even Zhang Ruochen’s eyesight was unable to see through him, which could only mean two things:
If it wasn’t that Er Sikong’s own cultivation was powerful and he had practiced some kind of profound secret art of hiding his cultivation, which had concealed him from Zhang Ruochen. Then it was that, behind Erskine, there was a figure with a powerful cultivation that had helped him seal the cultivation on his body.
Either way, it also showed that the Sikong Zen Academy was definitely not simple.
“Wow!”
The Empty Ether Blood General flew back out from the dirt, his body shaking a bit as he said, “What great brute strength, I didn’t expect that a wild temple in the district would have such a powerful expert.”
The Second Prince, who was in the process of healing his wounds, also saw the manoeuvre that Er Sikong had just executed, and a contemplative look appeared in his eyes.
A moment later, as if he thought of something, his face changed slightly and he immediately warned, “Be careful, the move he just executed is the supreme martial art of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dao, the Mahabharat Dragon Claw Hands, known as the number one claw technique of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dao.”
The Mahabodhi Dragon Claw Hand and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm were both one of the top eighteen martial arts of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dao, and in a sense, they even surpassed the Sacred Arts, representing the topmost claw and palm techniques.
Any one of the eighteen martial arts was also profound and mysterious, enough for a cultivator to spend a lifetime cultivating and studying.
Once cultivated to the extreme, it was entirely possible to split mountains, capture dragons and kill saints, burn the heavens and boil the seas, and become a first-class powerhouse in the world.
“Mahabharat Dragon Claw Hands.”
The Empty Ether Blood General was also quite shocked, and once again stared at Erskine.
The Second Sikong, however, still had a wooden look on his face, as if he was reciting lines, saying, “The Sikong Zen Academy doesn’t want to get involved in the strife of the mundane world, and only wants to cultivate in this deep mountain. You Immortal Blood Race cultivators, if you retreat now, it is still not too late.”
The Second Sikong was actually able to say something like this?
Zhang Ruochen always felt that someone had taught him to say so. Thus, Zhang Ruochen’s gaze, which looked in the direction of the Sikong Zen Courtyard’s gate, happened to see the figure of the Grand Sikong.
Zhang Ruochen instantly understood the situation and a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The Empty Ether Blood General stared at the Second Sikong and let out a cold smile, ”Monk, our Immortal Blood Clan’s target is Zhang Ruochen, and we don’t want to make an enemy of the Sikong Zen Academy. Hand Zhang Ruochen over to this general, and this general will leave immediately.”
“Is that so?”
The Second Sikong’s gaze, looked over in the direction of the Sikong Zen Academy, wanting to consult the Grand Sikong’s opinion.
Only to see that the Great Sikong was standing on the inside of the Zen Courtyard’s gate, only opening the gate by a slit, shaking his head at him, and using his mouthpiece, he spoke to him.
The Second Sikong instantly nodded, turned around, and looked at the Empty Ether Blood General, saying, ”No way. Eldest Senior Brother has just explained that Zhang Ruochen is an incense burner of the Sikong Zen Academy and the first incense burner who has given incense money, so our Zen Academy has the responsibility to protect his safety.”
On the inside of the gate, the Great Sikong slapped the top of his forehead and said, “Stupid! Stupid! How can you just say anything about incense money?”
Empyrean Blood General’s eyes, became a little cold, always feeling that this black-faced monk in front of him, was completely teasing him on purpose.
“Since you guys are giving your faces, I won’t blame this general for being impolite, first I’ll behead you, then I’ll level the Sikong Zen Academy, I’d like to see how you guys can still continue to cultivate yourselves purely?”
Empty Ebony Blood completely revolved his entire body’s holy qi, surging into his arm and rushing into the Green Dragon Thorn.
On the surface of the Green Dragon Thorn, a faint layer of green-coloured halo emerged, condensing into a huge green dragon silhouette.
“Wow!”
The Green Dragon Thorn seemed to transform into a green-coloured coiled dragon, spinning non-stop as it stabbed straight towards Er Sikong’s heart.
