Nine Yang Divine Doctor Chapter 670: The Decisive Battle with the Witch Blood
Shortly after Wu Yiting was defeated, the winner was also decided on another blood-colored battle platform, and there were only three people left above the entire blood pool. The competition for Pangu's bloodline also entered a more intense stage.
"Do you quit automatically or let this saint son send you down?" Wu Xue looked at the third person. In his eyes, Wu Tian was only qualified to compete with him. As for others, he really didn't take it seriously. But if he and Wu Tian both suffered losses and let this kid find a bargain, it would be too bad. He would definitely not allow such things to happen.
"I quit." Although he was a little unwilling to give up, the third person still chose to quit. After all, he knew that in terms of strength, he was much worse than the other two. Pangu's bloodline had no share at all. If he continued to fight, he might have to take his life in it. Although Pangu's bloodline was precious, if he lost his life, what's the point?
"You know what you are." Looking at the boy's blood pool, Wu Xue nodded. He could finally feel at ease to fight Wu Tian.
"Witch Blood, now we are the two of us left. Do you automatically quit or let me beat you to admit defeat."
"Wu Tian, you are not very angry. Do you think my dignified saint will lose to you?" Wu Xue stared at Tianyang coldly.
"So what about the Holy Son? Isn't Wu Yiting also a saint? She's going to leave the market and compete with me for Pangu's bloodline. You, no." Tianyang stretched out his index finger and shook it.
"It is indeed a bit surprising that you can beat Xiaoting, but do you think that if you can beat Xiaoting, you will definitely beat me? And if I guess correctly, it may not be that easy for you to defeat Xiaoting." He was not sure about dealing with a prosperous Wu Tian, but he definitely had the confidence to win a Wu Tian who had greatly weakened his strength after a hard battle.
"Since you are unwilling to appreciate it, I have to let me take you down in person." Tianyang drove the blood platform to the witch blood platform.
"Boom!" The two blood platforms were connected together, and endless blood-colored essence came out. Following the Tianyang, the pores of the witch blood kept drilling into their bodies, helping them replenish the consumption of the previous battle.
Tianyang and Wu Xue couldn't help but close their eyes and absorbed the blood-colored essence with great pleasure. Their strength began to slowly rise. Soon, both of them returned to their previous peak states. Even because of several hard battles, their strength has obviously improved a little.
"Ah!" Wu Xue couldn't help but let out a long roar, and the sharp sound broke through the ban of the Ancestral Witch Palace and continued to convey it outward. His strength had returned to its peak state, and he had made considerable progress, which made him feel a little excited.
"Wu Xue, you seem to be too happy too early." Tianyang's voice sounded in Wu Xue's ears, interrupting Wu Xue's excitement.
"You, you have recovered too." Wu Xue's face suddenly became a little ugly. He originally wanted to have some advantage, but now, as the strength of the two men recovered, they seemed to have returned to the same starting line, and their previous advantages have disappeared.
"Aren't you the same? Why? You no longer have confidence. Since that's the case, it's better to quit voluntarily. I don't want you, the saint of the Witch Clan, to lose too ugly."
"Wu Tian, don't be too crazy. Do you really think you have taken the Holy Son of Concentrated? I tell you, it's up to you, you are not qualified."
"Okay, let the Holy Son, don't blame me." Tianyang waved out the purple sword of the Great Dao and drew a purple light to slash it at the witch blood.
"Ding!" A blood serpent suddenly turned out from the witch's blood palm, and a blood light was drawn to meet the purple sword of the Great Dao. The sharp energy of the energy drew an old crack on the blood platform.
"Good halberd." Tianyang's body flew backwards and dissolved the power above the blood halberd. He really didn't expect that Wu Xue had such a good halberd in his hand, which was not weak at all the Dao Purple Sword composed of three thousand magic swords in his palm.
"Hmph!" The blood halberd in the witch blood palm was also trembling constantly, and it was finally difficult to resolve the power of the Great Dao Purple Sword. This guy is indeed his strongest opponent in capturing Pangu's bloodline.
"With such a good halberd, I'm afraid it's all for me to deal with me."
"Yes, this blood halberd is prepared for you. Should you feel honored? Wu Xue stared at Tianyang coldly. In order to get this blood halberd, he and his grandfather paid a considerable price. If he could not win this kid like this, he might as well die directly.
"A good halberd is a good halberd, but the person who uses the halberd is a little short of it." Tianyang looked at Wu Xue. As a martial arts master, he naturally could see that Wu Xue did not fully master the blood halberd. The acquired treasure-level divine weapon cannot be fully mastered easily. Tianyang was able to fully master the Great Dao Purple Sword because the Great Dao Purple Sword is composed of three thousand magic swords, and the Three Thousand Magic Swords are the natal magic sword he practiced step by step.
"It's almost the same, you have to see if you can catch it." The blood halberd in the witch's blood palm flipped, pounced towards Tianyang like a blood dragon.
"Ding, dingding!" Tianyang waved the purple sword of the Avenue, like a purple dragon to resist the blood halberd. The blood dragon swung out by the blood halberd could not break through the entanglement of the purple dragon.
Wu Xue's Blood Halberd wanted to break through the defense of the Great Road Purple Sword from various tricky angles, but there was no way. Tianyang's sword was simply an iron wall that was not transparent to the wind and rain. No gap was left for Wu Xue.
"Witch Blood, you should have enough. Now it's my turn to take action." The purple sword in the Great Dao in Tianyang Palm trembled, and the sword body instantly divided several purple dragons and wrapped around the witch blood.
Wu Xue immediately felt the pressure increase greatly, and the blood halberd in her palm danced rapidly, a huge blood dragon surrounded her whole body, desperately resisting the invasion of the purple dragon.
"The witch blood's halberd technique is not weak." Tianyang stared at Wu Xue. Wu Xue protected his whole body like a closed fortress. The purple sword of the Great Dao could not find any flaws. But Tianyang was not in a hurry. He believed that Wu Xue would always reveal flaws.
"Drink!" Wu Xue shouted violently, and a powerful force burst out from the Blood Sphur, shaking the purple sword of Tianyang's Great Dao. Although his halberd technique is not weak, it is not as perfect as the Great Dao. He cannot guarantee that he will never show any flaws. There is a saying that it will be a long time to keep it. He must not be so passive. Otherwise, what awaits him will definitely be failure.
"Sure enough, I can't hold on." Tianyang smiled and several sword shadows flew out of the purple sword of the Great Dao, stabbing the witch blood from various tricky and strange angles.
"Blood Curse Protects the Body!" Feeling the threat of the Great Dao Purple Sword, the witch blood's body was instantly covered with blood curse, and a stream of powerful blood witch light rose from him.
"Ding, dingding!" The purple sword of the Great Dao hit Wu Xue's body, but was blocked by the power of the blood curse and could not penetrate Wu Xue's body at all.