The most frightening thing is that Xue Wuchang's attacks are getting faster and faster, more and more violent, and the knife speed is getting faster and faster.
The blood-colored evil energy around him became increasingly intense.
The blood lines on the blade even lit up with a strange red light.
Obviously, he is using more and more power and is almost approaching his limit.
Each of his sword strikes was carried with the same deadly force. The sword was pointed directly at Little Rou's vitals, vowing to completely kill this human woman who had made him lose all face.
But Little Rou is not inferior at all, and his figure is as agile as a ghost.
She shuttled and dodged in Xue Wuchang's violent sword power, and with every movement of her hands and feet, she thundered Wanjun.
Each thunderbolt accurately deflected Xue Wuchang's sword, or bombarded his blade with a dull loud noise.
The Nine Tribulations Divine Lightning around her became more and more intense, and the red lightning almost enveloped her entire body.
The destructive power of thunder is getting stronger and stronger, seeming to burn all evil spirits.
Even in the face of Xue Wuchang's nearly full-force attack, she remained calm and calm, and could even counterattack with a few moves from time to time, forcing Xue Wuchang to retreat continuously.
The battle between the two became more and more intense, and the earth-shattering loud noise spread throughout most of Primordial God-Forbidden Abyss.
The violent energy fluctuations even affected the demonic groups further away!
Those High Antiquity Evil Demons who were originally watching the battle were dumbfounded and shocked. They held their breath and stared at the two people in the center of the battlefield.
No one would have thought that a Middle God Emperor Stage human woman could actually have an inseparable fight with Blood Spirit Race's peak powerhouse?
Even vaguely have the upper hand?
This simply subverted their cognition!
Li Mangtian, who was watching the battle, froze up, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip, and even his breathing stopped subconsciously for half a breath.
He stared at the slender but tall human figure in the center of the battlefield with disbelief on his face.
Xue Wuchang's strength is known to him better than anyone else.
Half-Step Saint Emperor, the blood evil power lingering around the body can corrode the soul, and its attacks are unparalleled.
Ordinary Peak God Emperor can't survive thousands of moves under his hands, but even a Half-Step Saint Emperor of the same level as him has to concentrate on dealing with it in order not to fall behind.
But at this moment, the red shadow turned into bursting thunder, and was inextricably killed by Xue Wuchang, which was carrying a cold aura.
The moment the two of them collided with the thunderbolt and the blood evil, they exploded into tiny shards of light that filled the sky.
The lightning patterns on the red armor sizzled.
Every block made the air emit a dull explosion.
The intertwined afterimages of the two figures almost covered half of the sky. They were really indistinguishable and indistinguishable!
"So strong, her combat power is already equivalent to Peak God Emperor!"
Li Mangtian's Adam's apple rolled, his heart was filled with turmoil, and he thought to himself.
"Even some veteran Peak God Emperor might not be able to match this level of explosive power!"
He knew only too well that there was an insurmountable gap between Peak God Emperor and their Half-Step Saint Emperor.
That is the essential gap in Great Dao Principle's understanding, but this gap is not irreparable.
For example, activating ancient secret treasures or possessing heaven-defying skills can give Peak God Emperor the confidence to compete with Half-Step Saint Emperor.
As for the Little Rou in front of us, although the combat power bursting out at this moment has not touched the threshold of Half-Step Saint Emperor, it can handle the ordinary Peak God Emperor, no problem!
Every time she punched, she carried the power of thunder, and the lightning on her armor burst out along with the wind of the punch, forcing Xue Wuchang to retreat continuously.
There was no trace of fear in the girl's clear eyes, only the sharpness of becoming more and more courageous as she fought.
Li Mangtian frowned, full of confusion. "How could a mere human cultivator from Middle God Emperor Stage possibly unleash such terrifying combat power?"
"Obviously it's only at the mid-level level, but its physical strength and skill proficiency are far higher than the same level!"
As his thoughts surged, his eyes suddenly locked on the scarlet armor around Little Rou.
This armor is like solidified blood, and its surface is covered with twisted lightning patterns.
A faint golden light flows between the lines.
Even if Little Rou didn't deliberately activate it, he could still feel a majestic pressure coming towards his face, making the surrounding air slightly distorted.
"Is it because of this armor?!"
Li Mangtian A flash of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
He instantly concluded that this was definitely not a Saint Emperor-level weapon!
Although the aura of the armor is strong, it does not have the pressure of the law that overrides all things like Saint Emperor Weapon, and the level is still a bit lower.
But... every inch of the materials used to make this armor is extremely precious!
What frightened him even more was that the armor's refining techniques were extremely exquisite. Although the power of law contained in the lines was weak, it was extremely condensed and could not be refined by ordinary Emperor.
Only the strong Saint Emperor can refine such armor that is both offensive and defensive!
Li Mangtian felt more and more surprised and thought to himself.
In terms of power, it is not as good as the real Saint Emperor Weapon, but in terms of pure defense, it is probably comparable to the Saint Emperor level defense magic weapon.
To waste such precious materials for a Middle God Emperor Stage human woman.
She also personally refined the armor, which showed that Saint Emperor valued her beyond the ordinary relationship between master and apprentice or family and friends.
Li Mangtian looked at Little Rou with a bit more inquiry and fear, and became more and more curious about her identity.
This kind of background is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary human cultivators!
Just as the fierce battle between Little Rou and Xue Wuchang became more intense, the collision of the power of thunder and blood evil shook the earth slightly.
A cold figure suddenly flew over from the battlefield on the other side.
Youruo stood on tiptoe in the void, and rushed into the battle circle between Ye Gu and Ying Yao like a ghost.
The faint blue water patterns condensed in the palm exploded and turned into an arc-shaped water curtain.
He forcefully forced the two people who were fighting inseparably to retreat a few feet, and were temporarily separated.
Ye Gu is surrounded by a rich blood-colored demonic aura, and the broad bat wings behind him flap slightly, creating waves of fishy wind.
He frowned and stared at Youruo with his slender eyes, his face full of impatience. "Where can this human girl come from and dare to mess with my good deeds?"
Ying Yao's expression on the side also looked bad.
He is good at sneak attacks. Just now he was about to kill Ye Gu, but was interrupted by Youruo, and the power of shadow around him became a bit chaotic.
He looked Youruo up and down, his eyes full of doubts.
This is Primordial God-Forbidden Abyss. How could a human woman suddenly appear?
And judging from her aura, it's just Middle God Emperor Stage.
But doubts are only fleeting. To Half-Step Saint Emperor like them, Middle God Emperor Stage practitioners are no different from ants.
Ying Yao sneered, his tone full of contempt. "Since you have come to your door without knowing whether to live or die, let's kill him together to avoid wasting time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Yao's body quietly changed.
The power of shadow around him surged crazily, and his whole body gradually became illusory and translucent.
It was as if he had become one with the world around him, and even his breathing, heartbeat, and even the fluctuations of his soul had completely disappeared.
It's as if it has never existed in this world.
His movements were so light that there was no sound, and several shadowy tentacles as thin as hair extended silently under the cover of darkness.
The fingertips were filled with cold black energy, like a poisonous snake, slowly wrapping around Youruo's back.
At this time, just one touch can corrode her soul and kill her instantly.
Ying Yao was so sure in his heart that Middle God Emperor Stage, even if he was a little weird, would never be able to detect his stealth.
He Shadow Concealment Technique, even Peak God Emperor, has to be alert to notice it, let alone her?
This confidence stems from his Half-Step Saint Emperor level and Shadow Devil Race's innate talent for stealth.
But the next second, his self-confidence was shocked.
As soon as those shadow tentacles came within three feet of Youruo, Youruo turned his head slowly as if there were eyes on his back.
Her clear eyes looked straight towards the direction where the tentacles were coming, and there was no trace of surprise in her eyes.
It seemed as if he had seen through all this a long time ago, even with a hint of ridicule.
Youruo suddenly curved the corners of his lips, revealing a sweet smile. Without any unnecessary words, he raised his hand and shot out a stream of faint blue water.
The water flow seems gentle, but it contains extremely strong penetrating power. As soon as it touches the shadow tentacles, it makes a "swishing" sound.
The black energy melted instantly, and those extremely tough shadow tentacles were repelled by the water flow!
"You... can you see me?!"
Ying Yao's voice came from the darkness, with unconcealable shock and disbelief, and his body couldn't help but shake.
He is Half-Step Saint Emperor. This human woman is no more than Middle God Emperor Stage. How could she possibly detect his whereabouts?!
Youruo raised his eyebrows, his tone full of disdain, his voice crisp but a bit sharp.
"Senior, you are also Half-Step Saint Emperor after all. You are a whole lot stronger than me. How can you deal with a weakling like me and sneak up on me and spread the word? Aren't you afraid of losing your face?"
These words are like the sharpest dagger, stabbing Ying Yao hard.
As Shadow Devil Race, sneak attacks are their instinct.
He has long been accustomed to this unexpected style of play.
But being criticized so mercilessly by a junior whose level was lower than his own, and even ridiculing him for losing face, Ying Yao's face instantly turned green with embarrassment.
"Noisy! Die!"
Ying Yao could no longer suppress his anger and could no longer hide his aura. The power of shadows around him skyrocketed crazily.
A huge translucent shadow hand stretched out from the darkness, its fingers spread wide, and with the power of swallowing everything, it fiercely grabbed Youruo.
He originally thought that he could deal with ants like Youruo with just a pinch.
But I didn't expect that this "ant" not only survived, but also dared to resist, and even dared to taunt?
In this case, he no longer held back, and had to grind Youruo into a pulp in order to dispel the anger in his heart.
Facing the incoming shadow hand, Youruo not only did not flinch, but instead laughed softly, condensed the blue energy in his palm again, and blasted forward with a palm.
In an instant, a handful of blue water spray burst out from her palm.
The water drop looks small, but it blooms and expands rapidly in mid-air. In just a breath, it turns into a water lotus hundreds of feet in size.
The petals were crystal clear, glowing with a faint blue light, carrying majestic water vapor, and crashed into the big shadow hand.
"Boom!!!"
The moment the water splash collided with the shadow's big hand, a deafening sound was made.
The strong impact spread to all directions, and the ground below was shaken with ferocious cracks, and the surrounding air was stirred into chaos.
The seemingly infinitely powerful shadow hand melted and disintegrated quickly like ice and snow meeting fire under the impact of the blue water spray.
Eventually it turned into black gas and dissipated in the air.
Youruo stood on the same spot, without moving at all, with a sweet smile on his face, but the words he spoke became more and more cunning and harsh.
"Senior, your methods seem to be quite average. You can't even catch my casual blow?"
This sentence completely ignited Ying Yao's anger.
His body expanded rapidly like an inflated balloon.
The power of shadows around him poured out continuously, turning into overwhelming darkness, covering most of the sky in an instant.
Wherever the shadow passed, the light was completely swallowed up, and even the air became bitingly cold, as if it was dragging the entire world into endless darkness.
Ying Yao has put away all contempt at this moment.
He could see clearly that this seemingly weak human woman was not as simple as she appeared.
Her skills are weird, her understanding of water laws is extremely deep, and her combat power is far beyond her level. She can no longer be treated as a weakling.
"Since you are seeking death, let me give you a taste of the true power of Shadow Devil Race!"
Youruo looked at the shadow covering the sky above his head, frowning slightly, and the smile on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression.
She could clearly feel that the shadow contained terrifying corrosive power.
Once touched, not only the physical body will be corroded, but the soul will also be severely damaged, with disastrous consequences.
She took a deep breath, the blue energy around her body surged crazily, her hands quickly formed seals, and she executed exquisite palm techniques one after another.
Each palm is filled with majestic water vapor, turning into blue palm shadows and blasting towards the shadow above the head.
The palm shadows collided with the shadows, making continuous "rumbling" sounds. Black air and blue light intertwined, exploding into a rain of light in the sky.
Youruo and Ying Yao went back and forth and fought fiercely. For a while, it was hard to tell the winner. The battlefield situation once again fell into a stalemate.
Ye Gu, who was watching the battle from a distance, could no longer suppress the impatience in his heart. The blood-colored demonic aura around him became more and more intense, and his slender eyes were full of hostility.
He originally wanted to retaliate for Ying Yao's previous sneak attack.
The two were fighting vigorously, but the uninvited guest Youruo disrupted the fight.
Now that Ying Yao is entangled, his revenge plan has been completely disrupted, and the anger in his heart is about to explode.
"Ying Yao, you waste!"
Ye Gu couldn't help roaring, the sound making the surrounding air tremble slightly.
"If you can't even take down a little human girl, it's a waste of my time!"
After the roar, Ye Gu no longer wanted to wait any longer.
He suddenly opened the broad blood-colored bat wings on his back, flapped them vigorously, and brought up a gust of wind. His figure instantly surged, turning into a huge blood-colored bat dozens of feet tall.
The bat's body is covered with hard blood-colored scales, its eyes are like blood-colored lanterns, its fangs are exposed, glowing with a cold light, and there is a strong smell of blood lingering around its body, and it swoops towards Youruo!