"Blood Burning Technique, get up!"
After Yang Ming struggled to squeeze out these four words from between his teeth, his body stopped expanding all of a sudden, and then quickly deflated and returned to its normal shape.
Although his body shape has recovered and his state has not changed, the Yang Ming in front of him is filled with a violent aura, which makes the two people opposite him feel a chill in their hearts.
"Yang Ming, with your current physical strength, you can only last ten minutes." Xiao Lianbao's voice sounded in Yang Ming's mind.
"Ten minutes is enough!" Yang Ming clenched his fists, feeling the infinite power brought by the burning blood, and muttered to himself in a low voice.
Yang Ming has used the Burning Blood Technique many times. As he developed his body, he discovered that the effect of the Blood Burning Technique is not just to simply increase the various abilities of the body, but also has a deeper effect. But with his current The body cannot fully develop the deeper abilities of the Burning Blood Art.
Just in time, Xiao Lianbao woke up, and Yang Ming could use the ice lotus seeds to transform spiritual power and blood energy into each other, barely meeting the conditions to trigger the deeper effect of the Burning Blood Technique.
At this time, Yang Ming's spiritual power fluctuations were so weak that he could hardly feel it, but his aura was like a peerless ferocious beast, frightening and violent. Even his originally pitch-black hair was rendered dark red due to the blood energy, flying in the wind. .
He raised his head and looked at the ice meteorite falling from the sky, and the black demon knife that followed closely behind. A smile appeared on his lips, his legs suddenly exerted force, and he disappeared from the sight of Angre and the masked man.
"Disappeared?" The masked man shouted in surprise.
"No, he's still here, it's because he was moving too fast." Angre looked at Yang Ming's original location gloomily and said eagerly.
Just as they finished speaking, they looked at the ice meteorite in the sky in horror, and a crack appeared on it. The crack expanded rapidly, and a vague figure came out of the meteorite. The giant ice meteorite was split into two and fell to both sides.
"Boom!"
With two loud noises, the cold air exploded, and the surrounding area was quickly covered with a layer of ice. Even the air began to form tiny ice crystals, which showed how powerful the cold air on the meteorite was.
If Yang Ming didn't have a trump card to hide and was hit by the ice meteorite with his original body, even if he could withstand the cold attack, his body would be restricted, and he would probably be angry on the spot when he faced the black demon sword later.
"Qiang!"
A crisp sound drew the attention of the two people, and they saw sparks flying from the black demon knife. Yang Ming's figure finally appeared. He hit the demon knife with a pair of meat fists, making a crisp sound.
"Qiang Qiang..."
Yang Ming kept hitting the black demon sword, and every blow would make the demon sword tremble. Angri was speechless. This black demon sword was condensed with his spiritual power and had a deep connection with him. He could He felt that the spiritual power on the black demon sword was being destroyed by an unrivaled force.
"Crack!"
The black demonic sword was finally broken into two pieces by Yang Ming, and turned into spiritual energy that spread all over the sky. The two powerful attacks were resolved by Yang Ming in a brutal way.
"No!" The masked man saw Yang Ming destroying the black demon knife and disappearing again. His expression changed drastically on the spot. He didn't care about the life or death of Angri next to him. He could only give a warning, then he turned and ran away.
Just as the masked man left, Yang Ming arrived with his back legs. With unmatched power, his unpretentious fist descended on Angri, blasting the latter in half and flying out.
"ah!"
Angre screamed in pain. He would never have thought that with his half-stepped body in the Chaos Realm, he would be blown into two pieces in just an instant. Even a true Chaos Realm powerhouse could only do this!
Yang Ming came to Angri's side, stretched out his palm and pressed it on his body. Powerful thunder and lightning instantly penetrated the body, tightly imprisoning the other person's soul in the body, making it impossible to escape, and sealing his ability to move.
When the masked man heard the screams behind him, his whole body trembled unconsciously. He didn't dare to stay at all. He turned around and wanted to leave this place of right and wrong, but how could Yang Ming let him go and disappeared again in a flash.
The masked man's heart was beating wildly. He tried to stop his body despite being injured, but a fist appeared in his path the next second.
"Something capable." Yang Ming's figure appeared in front of the masked man. This punch was thrown by him combined with the eye of prediction. The opponent was able to forcefully change the direction and avoid his killing punch, which made him unable to do anything. Don't be surprised.
Although he dodged the blow, the forced change of body movement caused the masked man's blood to boil, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Don't be stubborn and look for opportunities to escape."
The masked man immediately came to a conclusion in his mind. Although Yang Ming's current spiritual power fluctuations were extremely weak, judging from the fact that he could destroy a half-step Chaos Realm with one punch, I am afraid that the opponent's current physical body has reached the level of Chaos Realm. .
"Yang Ming, you still have five minutes." Xiao Lianbao's voice reminded Yang Ming.
When Yang Ming heard this, he no longer wasted any time, took a step forward, and disappeared in a strange way.
The masked man was hanging in mid-air, and his senses spread out immediately. Then his eyes suddenly condensed, and his body moved half an inch to the left.
laugh!
The palm glowing with lightning, like the sharpest palm knife, swept down from the masked man's shoulder like lightning, trying to cut off his arm. It's a pity that the other party reacted in time and dodged away. The wind of his palm passed by and cut off a corner of the other party's clothes.
When the palm failed, Yang Ming's body also flashed out, and he immediately changed from chopping to cutting. His palm was like a knife, and he slashed towards the masked man's throat.
Bang!
And just when the palm knife was about to cut into the throat, the masked man's palm also popped out, blue ice quickly covered the palm, and then grabbed Yang Ming's palm fiercely.
The powerful force of thunder and lightning surged, and the ice on the masked man's hand could only withstand it for a while before exploding. Thunder and lightning surged out directly from the palm of his hand, and quickly eroded away at the palm of the masked man's hand.
"not good."
The expression on the face under the mask changed, and he hurriedly cut off his wrist and fled, leaving one palm turned into coke in the thunder and lightning.
Yang Ming looked at the charred palm in his hand and the disappeared figure, and his heart was filled with fear. This man was very decisive in his actions. If something went wrong, he would rather cut off his hand than fight. He was obviously the kind of person with extremely rich combat experience. man of.
But the mission has been completed, just bring Angri back to King Anrimou. As for this masked man, if he meets him again in the future, Yang Ming will definitely not let him go...
The masked man escaped from the royal tomb, took off his mask, and a sinister face emerged, it was Turug. The price of breaking off a hand in exchange for escaping unharmed is a good deal. Besides, the broken hand is not a serious injury. It only takes one day of rest to recover. But once Yang Ming catches him, he will lose not only his life, but also his life. The family bears a heinous crime.
"Yang Ming, I'm not done with you!" Turug growled, looking at the royal tomb behind him, and then flew away into the distance.
Ten minutes have passed, and Yang Ming's breath has dropped like a dive, and he has directly weakened to the early stage of reincarnation. Not only that, his body is still so sore that he can't even move a finger.
"The side effects are too great." Yang Ming collapsed on the ground, unable to even lift a finger, and could only breathe heavily.
The deep ability of the Burning Blood Art not only burned his spiritual power, but also caused his state to regress. It also put a heavy load on his body. No wonder he had been unable to use it before. The current blood-burning technique really lives up to its name of "burning blood".
One day later, Yang Ming's body finally recovered. Although he was still sore, he was no longer unable to move.
Yang Ming walked up to Angri. The other person's face was pale and his eyes were lifeless. He showed no reaction to Yang Ming's approach, just like a corpse. If the slight rise and fall of his chest hadn't proved that he was still alive, Yang Ming would They all thought they had killed him by using too much force.
"Don't pretend to be dead. Even if your mobility is sealed by me, with your strength, you won't be able to die even if you want to die from this injury."
Yang Ming squatted down and watched Angre pretending, but the other party still didn't react at all. On the contrary, the power of the other party's soul was gradually weakening, as if he was really going to die.
"Huh?" Yang Ming also noticed this and quickly checked Angri's situation and found that not only was his soul power weakened, but his body's spiritual power was also withering. No matter what method Yang Ming used, he could not stop his soul power and spiritual power. disappear.
"What happened to you?" Yang Ming shouted with a gloomy face. Although Angri's life and death would not affect the completion of his mission, such an unexplained death was not what Yang Ming wanted.
"Don't bother, he suffered a backlash and his life withered." Xiao Lianbao emerged from Yang Ming's body and looked at Angri and said slowly.
"Backlash?" Yang Ming repeated.
"That's right, just like your use of Burning Blood Technique caused his realm to regress, his strength was not always improved by normal means, so he suffered a backlash." Xiao Lianbao clasped his hands behind his back, like a knowledgeable scholar Same, walked up to Angre and said.
"Any method that violates the laws of heaven and earth, whether it is martial arts or spiritual skills, will definitely be counterattacked. Yang Ming, no matter how powerful you are, you will reach your limit one day, so it is better to use your blood-burning technique sparingly." Xiao Lianbao said meaningfully.
"Is there any way to avoid the backlash?" Yang Ming asked.
"It's not that there is no way to avoid backlash, but I... don't know." Xiao Lianbao's answer made Yang Ming dumbfounded. This kid doesn't know anything if he doesn't know, and he pretends to be sophisticated.
"Although I don't know, in my knowledge, there are ways to deal with backlash." Xiao Lianbao looked at Yang Ming's doubtful eyes and quickly added.
When Yang Ming heard this, he didn't say anything more. The Little Lotus Treasure was inherited from the Earth Core Ice Lotus, the origin spiritual treasure, so in his knowledge there was really a way to deal with the backlash, but he didn't grow up enough to know the specific method.
Since the backlash was unavoidable for the time being, Yang Ming stopped worrying about it, cleaned up, and took Angri back to Yanhuang Star, hoping that he could sustain it until King Anlimu arrived.
