Chapter 950: Demonic Might Rages, Blood Demonic Hand
hum!
The dark sword whistled through the air.
The terrifying sword energy hit Chen Xuan's face directly.
"not good!"
Chen Xuan looked shocked.
I didn't dare to take it head-on.
The moment the True Dragon Transformation was pushed to its extreme, it turned into a residual image and disappeared into thin air.
puff!
The dark sword cut through everything in an instant.
Before Chen Xuan could catch his breath, the dark sword flew towards him again.
This time, the speed of the dark sword was obviously three times faster than before.
Chen Xuan was shocked and swept his mind over the dark sword.
When he saw a faint fluctuation of divine thought on the dark sword, he immediately showed a look of surprise.
"Is this a magic sword with a sword spirit?"
Chen Xuan was extremely surprised.
Sword spirit is also a kind of weapon spirit.
A flying sword with a sword spirit, whether it is a magic sword or a magical weapon, is extremely powerful.
Facing the attack of the magic sword, Chen Xuan naturally did not dare to be careless.
"Haha, you have a good eye. This natal sword of mine produced a sword spirit on its own hundreds of years ago. Although the sword spirit's consciousness is very weak, it is enough to kill you."
Wan Wujiang sneered.
Full of confidence.
As he spoke, he raised his palm into the air.
The magic sword rang softly and transformed into more than ten afterimages, flying towards Chen Xuan.
Wow!
Chen Xuan quickly pushed his spiritual power to the extreme.
What shocked him was that even with the strength of his divine consciousness, he was unable to see through the dozen or so afterimages and wonder which one was the magic sword itself.
"Damn it!"
Chen Xuan cursed secretly.
But I dare not be careless.
With a thought, he pushed the True Dragon Transformation to its extreme.
Fine dragon scales quickly appeared all over his body.
Without waiting for the sword shadow to attack, Chen Xuan threw out several punches quickly.
boom!
A sharp explosion suddenly sounded in the void.
The shadows of the magic swords were quickly destroyed by Chen Xuan's attack.
There is only one path, which is condensed and does not disperse.
It even destroyed Chen Xuan's attack easily.
"Is this the only one that's true?"
Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
However, a look of determination emerged in my heart.
"Do it!"
After a loud shout, two afterimages quickly appeared in front of Chen Xuan.
It was Chen Jiao and Chen Peng.
boom!
Chen Jiao grabbed in mid-air.
A dragon claw several meters in size appeared out of thin air.
The attacking magic sword had no time to dodge and was caught directly in the palm of the dragon's claw and thrown far away with force.
The out-of-control magic sword could not be avoided at all.
He could only watch helplessly as Chen Jiao threw him out.
Almost at the same time, a dazzling purple-gold lightning spear appeared out of thin air with a loud bang.
It hit the magic sword directly without any deviation.
The spiritual magic sword was directly covered by the terrifying lightning threads.
Above it, the rolling demonic energy quickly dispersed under the influence of the purple-gold lightning force.
The aura emanating from the magic sword became weaker and weaker.
Wan Wujiang, who was fighting with Lin Xiaocheng, suddenly had a changed expression.
A pale look quickly appeared on his face.
"Asshole, I underestimated you. In this case, I must go all out and kill you, an ant first."
Wan Wujiang's expression turned cold.
With a casual move, he snatched back the magic sword that was trapped in the purple-gold lightning.
Almost at the same time, Wan Wujiang waved his hand quickly.
A black shadow almost as big as Wan Wujiang rushed directly towards Chen Xuan.
There was no trace of aura fluctuation on the black shadow.
Deep in Chen Xuan's heart, an indescribable sense of crisis suddenly emerged.
Without time to think, Chen Xuan quickly retreated.
Almost at the same time, his divine sense instantly fell on the black shadow.
After seeing Shadow's identity clearly, Chen Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank.
"A demon puppet in the early stage of transformation?"
Chen Xuan screamed.
Demonic puppet in the early stage of transformation!
This is a very powerful demon puppet.
Not only is he fearless and brave, but he also possesses the fighting power of a powerful warrior in the Spirit Transformation Stage.
When fighting with others, he is very ruthless.
Once a cultivator is hit in the vitals by a demon puppet in the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation, even a cultivator in the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation will die on the spot.
No wonder Chen Xuan was so frightened at this moment.
"careful!"
Chen Xuan roared, reminding Chen Jiao and Chen Peng while fully displaying the True Dragon Fighting Technique.
Without waiting for the attacking demon puppet to get close, Chen Xuan punched it directly.
call!
The fist covered with dragon scales smashed out quickly.
The force of the fist seemed to be real, and it actually emitted a green light about a foot long in the air.
The attacking demon puppet was not afraid at all.
The moment Chen Xuan made his move, he punched directly towards Chen Xuan's fist.
boom!
A dull loud noise was heard.
The terrifying recoil force directly pushed Chen Xuan back about ten feet away.
The demon puppet also retreated seven or eight steps before it could stand firm.
"So strong!"
Chen Xuan was horrified.
But the demon puppet had no expression.
The next moment, he rushed towards Chen Xuan again.
boom!
The demon puppet threw a punch, sharp and clean.
The terrifying punch force hit Chen Xuan in the face.
It seems that he intends to kill Chen Xuan directly.
However, before Chen Xuan could make a move, Chen Jiao had already stood in front of Chen Xuan.
With a slap, a dragon claw over ten feet in size actually covered the head of the demon puppet.
Before the magic puppet's attack could land on Chen Xuan, the dragon claws hit the magic puppet solidly.
boom!
The demon puppet had no time to dodge and was hit hard by Chen Jiao. Half of its body was knocked directly into the mud by the terrifying force.
The attack of the demon puppet was also destroyed by Chen Jiao at this moment.
"Good job!"
Chen Xuan looked very happy.
After he reacted, without waiting for the demon puppet to struggle out of the mud, Chen Xuan directly activated the Vajra Dharma Image.
boom!
The moment Chen Xuan waved his arms, the angry Vajra Dharma Image also waved his arms.
A solid punch hit the demon puppet.
Accompanied by a sharp muffled sound, the magic puppet was buried deep in the soil.
It is even more difficult to break free.
"Chen Peng!"
When Chen Xuan saw this, he immediately shouted loudly.
Chen Peng understood what Chen Xuan meant and appeared beside him like a ghost.
Without hesitation, he punched the demon puppet that was smashed into the ground.
Boom!
A piercing sound of thunder sounded.
A purple-gold lightning beam as thick as a bowl instantly pierced through the body of the demon puppet.
Puff!
Lightning threads scattered everywhere, and the magic puppet was completely destroyed in an instant.
It became a pile of fragments, unable to move anymore.
Seeing this, Wan Wujiang's expression became even gloomier.
"Even my Demonic Puppet at the initial stage of the Spiritualization Stage is no match for you! It seems that I have no choice but to take action myself."
Wan Wujiang's eyes were grim.
As he spoke, demonic energy surged throughout his body.
A strong smell of blood also burst out from his body.
If you look closely, you will find that a layer of strange runes has appeared on the surface of Wan Wushou's palm skin.
A faint golden light emerged from these runes.
It looks extremely weird.
But at this moment, Lin Xiaocheng, who was fighting with Wan Wujiang, suddenly changed his expression.
Even though he was controlling the replica of the Dragon Slaying Sword, he looked terrified.
"Is this... the Blood Demon Hand?"
“Haha, you are worthy of being the guardian of the spirit world. You have quite a lot of knowledge. This is indeed the famous secret technique of our demon world, the Blood Demon Hand.”
Wan Wujiang smiled proudly.
Bloody Hand!
One of the ten secret arts of the demon world.
It is also one of the most terrifying secret techniques.
Once it is performed, the essence and blood in the cultivator's body will be gathered in the palm of the hand.
In an instant, a terrifying attack power erupts.
Once upon a time, there was a cultivator in the middle stage of the Spiritual World who met a demon in the late stage of the Nascent Soul from the Demonic World who was in the Great Perfection stage.
The demon cultivator used the Blood Demon Hand to scare off the cultivator in the middle stage of the Spirit Realm, and then escaped back to the demon world safely.
It is precisely because of this that the name of the Blood Demon Hand became completely famous in the demon world and the spirit world.
However, no one could have imagined that a powerful cultivator like Wan Wujiang in the Nascent Soul stage had also practiced the Blood Demon Hand.
"die!"
Wan Wujiang roared angrily.
The palm of his hand slapped directly towards Lin Xiaocheng.
boom!
A phantom giant hand condensed from a blood-red light visible to the naked eye hit the front of Lin Xiaocheng.
"not good!"
Lin Xiaocheng was shocked.
With a thought, he pushed the Dragon Slaying Sword to its full potential.
Almost at the same time, he flipped his palm again, took out a palm-sized tortoise shell shield, and frantically injected spiritual power into it.
hum!
Mysterious runes appeared on the surface of the tortoise shell shield.
Almost at the same time, the size of the tortoise shell shield suddenly increased, becoming more than ten feet in size, completely protecting Lin Xiaocheng behind it.
The blood-red hand that could hit Lin Xiaocheng directly did not lose its momentum.
Facing the incoming replica of the Dragon Slaying Sword, the blood-red giant hand slapped it down without any hesitation.
boom!
A muffled sound was heard, and a blood-red giant hand directly slapped the replica of the Dragon Slaying Sword several feet away.
Cracks visible to the naked eye quickly covered the surface of the replica of the Dragon Slaying Sword.
Soon, the replica of the Dragon Slaying Sword made a crisp snapping sound and shattered completely.
However, the attack power of the blood-red hand did not decrease at all at this moment.
It slapped directly towards Lin Xiaocheng.
boom!
A muffled sound was heard, and the tortoise shell shield blocking Lin Xiaocheng didn't even last for a moment before shattering in an instant.
The terrifying shock wave that followed did not give Lin Xiaocheng any chance to react.
He pounced directly towards Lin Xiaocheng.
"not good!"
Lin Xiaocheng was horrified.
In a hurry, he set up several protective light shields in front of him.
However, the power of these protective light shields is far inferior to the power of the Blood Demon's Hand.
In less than a breath, the protective light shield shattered layer by layer.
The remaining attack force hit Lin Xiaocheng's chest with a bang.
Lin Xiaocheng, who was in the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, screamed and flew backwards dozens of feet.
Soon, there was no more sound.
"died?"
Chen Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank.
An indescribable pressure made him suddenly lose his composure.
"If Fellow Daoist Lin dies, I will have to face Wan Wujiang myself next."
Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
But he had no intention of running away.
The world is so big, and with his cultivation level at the Spirit Transformation Stage, he can go anywhere.
However, as the supreme elder of the Yuling Sect, if he just left, the Yuling Sect behind him would be completely slaughtered by the demons.
This is not what Chen Xuan wants to see.
"This time, not only for myself, but also for the Yuling Sect, I must go all out."
Chen Xuan's expression became more determined than ever at this moment.
Soon, he thought about it and summoned Chen Jiao and Chen Peng to his side.
"Fellow Daoist Lin was severely injured by the Blood Demon's Hand. Now it's our turn to attack. Get ready for battle!"
As he spoke, Chen Xuan's mind moved, and he directly pushed the Vajra Dharma Image to the extreme.
Without waiting for Wan Wujiang to make a move, Chen Xuan had already taken the first step.
boom!
He threw a punch, and the angry-looking Vajra image behind him also waved his arms.
The almost solid and terrifying attack force, like a streak of silk, directly hit Wan Wujiang's vital points.
