Chapter 513 Battle of Development (8)

"It is said that sword cultivators love fighting. Now that I have perfected the combat power of Jindan, why not invite Yang Tianyou to fight. If he agrees, then I will use the power of the true blood pool to kill him during the battle. If he doesn't Accepting the challenge will be a blow to the morale of the human monks, but our Black Blood City side will not suffer any loss anyway!"

The Lord of the Black Blood City made a plan in his mind and conveyed this plan to his uncle Si Fan through a secret method.

After hearing the words, the latter pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly and agreed to the plan.

On the evil-suppressing boat, Zhiming's ears twitched and he almost laughed out loud.

It never expected that the Black Blood City Lord would take the initiative to die.

If you challenge your master to a duel, aren't you looking for death?

Decades ago, the master relied on the power of their seven-headed spiritual beasts to confront the early Yuanying monks head-on.

Today, the master has broken through to the middle stage of the Golden Core, and the seven of them have also made great progress. After being combined through the astrological disk, their strength is more than twice as powerful as before.

Even if the Black Blood City Master relies on the True Blood Pool to achieve the Nascent Soul's combat power, he can only barely reach the threshold of the Nascent Soul. If he is caught off guard, the master can definitely kill him.

With these thoughts running through his mind, Zhi Ming told Yang Tianyou the plans of the Black Blood City Lord.

Just as Zhiming finished speaking, the Black Blood City Lord actually spoke.

The loud sound spread through layers of mana, allowing the vampires in the Black Blood City and the human monks in the fleet to hear it clearly.

"Yang Tianyou, they say you are Taibai Sword Lord, the best at fighting. Do you dare to fight me in front of the two armies?"

"Haha, now that we have the absolute advantage, why should I fight with you?" Yang Tianyou sneered.

"Hmph, what Taibai Sword Master is? You are just a cowardless person. I think your past achievements are all exaggerated, right?..." The Black Blood City Lord sneered.

Yang Tianyou was "furious" and flew out of the evil boat regardless of everyone's dissuasion.

He came to the front of the formation with a long sword in hand and said in a loud voice: "Come then, so that you can see the strength of my Taibai Sword Master!"

Seeing this scene, the Black Blood City Lord was ecstatic.

He didn't expect that Yang Tianyou couldn't stand it anymore despite his slight stimulation.

Giving up the indestructible backing of the fourth-level flying boat, he actually wants to have a showdown with himself.

"As expected, he is a young man with great temperament..." Black Blood City Lord whispered in his heart, but a bold smile appeared on his face, "Well, he is indeed Taibai Sword Lord, with courage!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up and crossed the defensive barrier of Black Blood City, confronting Yang Tianyou hundreds of feet away.

Somewhere in the void eight hundred feet away from them, Yun Hua, Yang Haoyu and five natal spirit beasts gathered here, looking at the two people facing each other with different expressions.

Yang Haoyu covered his mouth and chuckled, and said: "The Lord of Black Blood City has dug a hole for himself."

"This man is so stupid, he is far different from Brother Fengling!" Ruoqing stretched out her long wings and said in a clear voice.

"Ouch..."

Feng Ling raised her head, with disdain in her eyes, as if to say, how can the Black Blood City Lord compare with it?

At this time, Yunhua spoke. She looked at Feng Ling and the other beasts and asked, "If you are not with your husband, won't it affect his ability to fight?"

"Don't worry, mistress, after my master's cultivation level breaks through, as long as the seven of us are within a thousand miles, it will not affect his combat power." Tongming said with a smile.

Hearing this, Yun Hua felt relieved and said, "That's good."

……

In front of Black Blood City, the Lord of Black Blood City and Yang Tianyou were facing each other in the air, and the momentum of both sides began to slowly gather.

In the eyes of the onlookers, the world seems to be split into two parts, the left side is blood red and strange, and the right side is platinum and majestic.

The two forces collided with each other, like two giant beasts wrestling, with no winner or loser.

Zheng! !

The sound of Qingyue's sword resounded throughout the fields, and above the sky, the infinite sword energy condensed out, turning into a silent roar of sword dragons. The fiery and domineering Taibai sword intention lit up the eyes of these sword dragons.

In an instant, these sword dragons seemed to come alive, their dragon roars shook the sky, swept up a large amount of spiritual energy from the world, and rushed towards the Black Blood City Lord.

When the latter saw this, he didn't panic. He had also gone through hundreds of battles and fought all the way to achieve his current achievements. When it came to killing ability, he thought he could not lose to anyone.

As soon as he put his hands together, endless blood suddenly poured out from the Black Blood City Lord.

The blood spread out, forming a blood lake with a diameter of a hundred feet. The waves in it were surging, and in the blink of an eye, a blood shadow of a statue wearing armor was condensed.

The sword dragon roared, the blood shadow screamed, and the two collided violently, one on the left and the other on the right.

The dragon's claws stretched out and tore the bloody shadow in front of him in half.

The blood shadows rushed forward, and the corrosive blood eroded the dozens of feet long Daolong into nothingness.

It's like two armies fighting in the sky. The brutal scene, the exquisite control of magic power, the profound understanding of the way of heaven and earth... The things contained in the battle dazzled the onlookers.

On the flying boat where Ziyue Army was located, Yang Xuanli, Yang Xuangang and other juniors of the Yang family looked at Yang Tianyou with shock and admiration in their eyes.

"So this is Uncle Nineteen's strength?" This thought emerged in their minds at the same time.

To the younger generation of the Yang family, Yang Tianyou was certainly amiable, but his strength had only been seen in rumors, and at most there were only images left.

But these are nothing compared to the life-and-death fight that I witnessed with my own eyes.

On the battlefield, the Black Blood City Lord and Yang Tianyou first used their magical powers to fight from a distance.

Then they jumped up in unison and started fighting at close range.

They are all monks who practice both law and body.

The Lord of Black Blood City followed the Blood Sea Shura Path, while Yang Tianyou followed the Protector War God Path.

The two parties fought like two pieces of spiritual gold against each other, with a sonorous roar that could not be heard without interruption.

The Lord of the Black Blood City has perfected his golden elixir cultivation, and his physical strength is comparable to the third-level top-grade spiritual gold.

Yang Tianyou's mid-term cultivation of the golden elixir relies on the nine lines of the purple golden elixir. The quality of his magic power is comparable to that of the perfect golden elixir, but his physical strength is much different.

However, his magical power of fusion and body refining made up for this shortcoming.

Decades have passed, and Yang Tianyou's golden method has also been cultivated to the perfection of the state of mind.

The magical power of melting gold and refining the body has naturally reached the perfection state of the lower first heaven.

Using his magical power, his physical strength is not inferior to that of the Black Blood City Lord, and even exceeds him in terms of hardness.

Two figures, blood red and platinum, fought fiercely in mid-air.

Yang Tianyou held the twin swords in his hands, and the blazing light of the swords flew out and landed on the ground. Each sword could tear hundreds of feet of cracks into the earth.

The magic weapon used by the Lord of Black Blood City is a bloody long sword with a thin and light edge, like a cicada wing, with a large number of complicated and delicate patterns densely covering the edge.

This is the Black Blood Sword, a third-level ultimate magic weapon. Once injured by this sword, not only will the blood flow profusely, it will be difficult to stop it.

It will also be invaded by blood poison, and the body will gradually disintegrate and turn into powder and dissipate. It is a magic weapon with infinite power, but also extremely vicious.