Chapter 20: Sea of ​​Blood

It is an eternal truth to kill you while you are ill.

"First soul skill, Undead Scythe Shadow Kill."

Zhao Wuji, who had just pulled himself out of the soil, naturally felt Chu Zhao's attack. He just stood up and took a half step back, seemingly avoiding Chu Zhao's attack.

"The little girl is dressed so darkly and has a dark heart too. She just attacks..." He was a little slow.

"hiss!"

He wanted to mock Chu Zhao, but before Zhao Wuji could finish his words, he found himself slapped in the face.

The sickle martial spirit in Chu Zhao's hand was indeed a step slower to reach him, but her real attack was not like that! The attack in front of him was just a trick.

The real attack was two invisible sickle shadows, which left two very deep wounds on Zhao Wuji's back, and the pain came a little late.

"Good guy, you actually managed to break through my defense and hurt me."

Zhao Wuji really didn't expect that he would see blood when they were possessed by their martial spirits.

"You were so ruthless, and it was a sneak attack. Teacher Zhao didn't even attack at that time."

Shi Yang, who had not taken any action, saw Zhao Wuji injured and started to blame Chu Zhao, extremely angry.

But before Chu Zhao could speak, Zhao Wuji spoke for Chu Zhao first.

"You kid, I'm not even angry but you're the first one to get angry. This girl did a great job, better than all of you. The game isn't over yet, so you shouldn't let your guard down. I'm your opponent now, so you should defeat me at all costs."

Zhao Wuji was not really angry about Chu Zhao injuring him, he was just a little embarrassed. He did not expect that after many years of being a spirit master, he would be operated on by a little girl in her teens.

Moreover, he admired Chu Zhao's behavior very much. This is what an excellent combat soul master should do.

After hearing what Zhao Wuji said, Shi Yang felt very aggrieved, but he didn't dare to say anything to Zhao Wuji. He just glared at Chu Zhao fiercely.

"But you guys better be careful, I'm going to get serious."

After Zhao Wuji gave a reminder to the younger generations who were still in shock, he clapped his two large hands like palm-leaf fans, causing the air to shake.

Seeing Xiao Wu being thrown out by Tang San and attacking Zhao Wuji with the Meteor Hammer and wanting to attack a few more times, Chu Zhao hurriedly reminded her.

"If you hit me once, retreat immediately and buy time."

So Tang San immediately used the Blue Silver Grass to pull back Xiao Wu, as well as Zhu Zhuqing who had just used the Netherworld Claws. This move was very timely, because the next second, Zhao Wuji's first soul ring lit up.

Although they retreated in time, they were still affected by the first soul skill. Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu were both injured, but fortunately not seriously.

Because when Zhao Wuji used his first soul skill, Chu Zhao also used her second soul skill to block part of the soul skill fluctuations.

"Second soul skill, sea of ​​blood of the dead."

When Chu Zhao used her second soul ring, the black sickle with red patterns in her hand turned blood red and emitted a blood red light. Under the reflection of the red light, it seemed that everything around her turned red, and even the air turned into a sea of ​​blood.

In the sea of ​​blood, the air was very sticky, and everything seemed to be paused.

Only the sickle in Chu Zhao's hand was still very fast.

The sickle blended with the blood is almost indistinguishable, because everywhere is red, and it is the breath of the sickle, as if the sickle is everywhere.

It was not until he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen that Zhao Wuji realized he was injured.

The first time he was injured, it could be said that he underestimated his enemy and underestimated Chu Zhao and others, but what about the second time he was injured?

Zhao Wuji was speechless.

However, he was extremely shocked in his heart. There actually existed such a fast and sharp martial spirit in the world that could even hurt him. This was definitely not an ordinary sickle martial spirit.

The attack landed, the blood faded, and everyone else saw Zhao Wuji's new wounds. They all gasped in shock, making an outstanding contribution to improving global warming.

Shi Yang, the time traveler who had been targeting Chu Zhao, subconsciously covered his mouth. He felt like he had been on the verge of death several times. He was extremely scared and started to complain wildly in his heart.

"What's going on! How come such a powerful person is never mentioned in the original novel? This doesn't make sense at all."

"Could it be that she is also a time traveler, a person who should not have existed, so she was not mentioned in the original book. But this may also be the influence of my time travel. A few days ago, I met several Soul Lords who were twelve or thirteen years old. I have never heard of them before."

"Yes, yes, there is another possibility, that is, she died a long time ago."

"That must be the case. Only geniuses who died early never grew up, so she is not in the plot at all..."

No one knew about Shi Yang's brainstorming because everyone else was thinking about how to burn the remaining half of the incense.

Only half of the time had passed, but everyone had already tried their best.

Although Zhao Wuji had three wounds, and the wound on his abdomen was quite deep, his expression was very natural and he did not seem to be seriously injured.

"drag."

Chu Zhao glanced at the wound and knew that Zhao Wuji's condition was not that optimistic, so he said this word to everyone.

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing immediately believed Chu Zhao's words. Although Ning Rongrong was a little skeptical, she could assist and could not attack, so she could only listen to Chu Zhao.

Only Shi Yang, who really didn't believe Chu Zhao and had always excluded Chu Zhao, rolled his eyes silently after hearing this.

Then he immediately launched his first attack of the day.

The natural result was that he was beaten back by Zhao Wuji, and then he became the one who was most seriously injured.

"Third brother, Teacher Zhao is too strong. We are no match for him. Hurry up and use your hidden weapon, or we will lose."

He spoke excitedly and seemed very anxious.

Without noticing anything, Tang San, when he heard this, looked at him with an unprecedentedly cold look, already ready to kill him.

"How did you know I had a hidden weapon? We didn't know each other before, and I have never used a hidden weapon in front of you."

Hearing this, Shi Yang's heart immediately skipped a beat. He actually let the cat out of the bag.

Because he knew the plot and was very anxious, he forgot that Tang San's hidden weapon did not appear in front of him, and he should not know about this.

"Third brother, you don't know me, but I know you. I've seen you fight from a distance before, so I've always admired you very much, that's why this happened."

His mind was working rapidly, and Shi Yang soon came up with a perfect speech. He even admired himself a little.

"is it?"

The sternness on Tang San's face disappeared, but his tone was still unclear. The only one who could hear it was Chu Zhao, who had dealt with him before and was very sensitive to other people's emotions.

Shi Yang thought that he had fooled Tang San, so he was complacent.