Kyushu Daoist Master

Yang Ze stretched out his left hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, thinking that Wu Kun was indeed worthy of being the prodigy on the Jiuzhou Body Forging List. He could see at a glance that Wu Kun was just holding on, but even so, his strength should not be underestimated.

However, a temporary setback would not defeat him. This was just the beginning. The injury instead stimulated his ferocity.

His left hand slowly wiped the bloody knife, and the blood on it fell on the surface of the bloody knife. On the bloody knife, a bloody aura slowly emanated.

"Pan Fang, how long do you want to see? I know what trump card you have. If you are still reluctant to use it, today, both of you and I will die."

Yang Ze glanced at Pan Fang, who had been watching the show from the side. After he finished speaking, he slashed the bloody knife in his hand, and the fierce knife energy burst out, slashing towards Wu Kun.

Wu Kun shook the spear in his right hand, easily caught the knife energy, and bounced it aside.

But since Yang Ze had taken action, it would not end so easily. The Blood Evil Knife kept slashing out, and the knife energy condensed and bombarded Wu Kun non-stop.

Wu Kun turned the spear in his right hand, and no matter how the knife energy attacked, he was easily blocked, and could not hurt him at all.

As a top-grade weapon, the quality of the Blood Evil Knife was not inferior to the spear in Wu Kun's hand, but Wu Kun could exert the true power of the top-grade weapon, while Yang Ze could only exert a part of it.

But even if it was only a part of the power, Wu Kun did not dare to be careless now. In such a short time, the two of them fought dozens of moves, and Yang Ze did not show any signs of exhaustion of true energy.

Wu Kun did not take it seriously at first, and then gradually became a little surprised. He had never seen a warrior in the early stage of the Bone Tempering Realm who could have such a strong true energy, but even so, Wu Kun did not believe that he would lose. The true energy of a first-grade warrior could not match his anyway.

But Wu Kun didn't know that the technique Yang Ze practiced was a supreme technique, and the continuity of his true essence and the speed of recovery were beyond their imagination.

Let alone fighting for dozens of moves, according to this level of fighting, even if they fought for hundreds of moves, Yang Ze would not be afraid.

The true essence in his dantian accelerated, and Yang Ze's bone-hardening power flowed through his body. He didn't dare to relax. Although the situation could still be maintained, he believed that it would not take long for Wu Kun's patience to be worn out and he would fight desperately.

Pan Fang on the side saw the fierce confrontation between the two men, looked at the desperate Yang Ze, and kept thinking about what Yang Ze had just said to him in his mind. He gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and slapped the storage bag, and a box fell into his hand.

Looking at the box, his eyes were full of pain. This was his biggest trump card. It was a task reward he got after participating in a battle hall task and escaping from death.

The things inside were his most precious treasures and his life-saving items. He had kept them hidden and had not told anyone about them. But somehow Yang Ze found out about them.

"Yang Ze, buy me thirty breaths of time." After Pan Fang finished speaking, he opened the box in his hand, and a blue ring inside the box fell into his hand.

Holding the ring, Pan Fang poured out his true energy with both hands as if he was not afraid of his life, all of which were poured into the ring.

The originally ordinary ring, under the infusion of true energy, gradually glowed on the surface, and a breath of transcendence emanated from the surface of the blue ring.

Yang Ze naturally heard what Pan Fang said, and when he saw the blue ring, his solemn face finally showed a little more joy.

It was during this period that he knew that Pan Fang had a treasure. Once the treasure was used, it could restrict a third-grade warrior, but this treasure could only be used once. After using it once, this treasure would become a waste.

It is precisely for this reason that Yang Ze has the courage to chase Wu Kun. As long as Pan Fang is willing to take action, he has a chance to defeat Wu Kun.

At this critical moment, Pan Fang is finally willing to take action. Yang Ze is undoubtedly very happy, but compared with Yang Ze, Wu Kun is different.

Pan Fang, who was originally confident of victory, immediately felt a strong sense of crisis when he saw Pan Fang take out the blue ring.

Wu Kun's eyes burst with murderous intent. Regardless of the fact that his internal organs had already shifted, all the blood and qi in his body burst out, and a powerful spear force appeared on the spear in an instant.

With a roar, an illusory gun shadow appeared behind Wu Kun. The air was slightly distorted at this time, and the ground under Wu Kun's feet gradually cracked under this blow.

Yang Ze's eyes flashed. The power contained in Wu Kun's attack had already shocked him. This attack was definitely beyond the power of the Bone Tempering Realm.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ze did not expect that Wu Kun could repeatedly launch such powerful attacks even though he was seriously injured.

Wu Kun's vision gradually became blurred. In fact, his body did not allow him to launch such attacks again, but he could not die here. In order to see Le Ting, he could only risk it. He wanted to use this last attack to defeat all the enemies in front of him!

With a chill in his heart, Yang Ze, who had been accumulating strength for a long time, also launched the strongest attack. The six cyclones of earthly evil energy in his dantian quickly rotated.

The Earthly Evil Qi merged with the True Essence in Yang Ze's body. The sword technique in Yang Ze's hand changed, and six changes appeared. The real Earthly Evil Qi sword finally appeared again at this moment!

Under the fusion of the Earthly Evil Qi, the momentum released by Yang Ze's sword was far greater than before. The fierce sword force was released and confronted with Wu's spear force. Before the two of them made a move, the two forces had collided many times.

Suddenly, Wu Kun's spear shook, and the spear force and gun force merged together, rolling up a gust of wind, all stabbing towards Yang Ze.

At this moment, Yang Ze's sword force also reached its peak. With a slash, a fierce sword force burst out from the sword body, and the sword light flashed and fell directly.

Yang Ze's sword was the strongest sword he could use now!

In the blink of an eye, the two forces collided with each other, and the wave spread out from the center of the collision. A layer of the ground was lifted up, sand flew, and the shock wave spread out along the center of the explosion. The surrounding trees were broken on the spot under the wave of the explosion.

In just a moment of contact, Yang Ze felt the oncoming pressure. The force fell on his body, and the meridians in his body were in pain, and he immediately spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

Strong is the only adjective he can describe Wu Kun. Wu Kun, who was at the end of his strength, still overwhelmed his full-strength Disha Gangqi Knife with this blow.

But Yang Ze did not give up. He could not retreat. There were only fifteen breaths left. He had to hold on!

The remaining true energy in the dantian also surged out. Since Wu Kun had started to fight desperately, Yang Ze naturally had to fight desperately at this time.

Ten breaths, nine breaths, eight breaths...

The time of thirty breaths was about to arrive, and the light in front of Pan Fang also reached a peak. The power contained in the light seemed to be ready to burst out at any time.

Wu Kun's expression became crazy at this moment. He stopped suppressing the injuries on his body and spurted out several mouthfuls of blood in succession, which made the power of the gun even stronger.

Yang Ze was struggling to hold on to the sword energy, but when Wu Kun was desperate, he could no longer hold on. The true energy in his dantian was exhausted, and the terrifying power coming from the front pierced into his body. Suddenly, wounds appeared on his body, blood spurted out, and Yang Ze's body was directly slapped away.

At this moment, Yang Ze was slapped to the ground like a bloody man, and a shock wave swept over. The grass and trees behind him were all turned into nothing under this shock wave.

After one, when the second shock wave was about to be shot out, Pan Fang shouted, "Go."

The blue ring immediately turned into a stream of light and shot out. The power of confinement spread out from the blue ring. The second shock wave and the third shock wave that was brewing later were directly turned into nothing under the power of the blue ring and could not be released.

The blue ring shook a little, and then fell down, tying Wu Kun's body. Wu Kun couldn't even struggle and fell down directly.

After doing all this, Pan Fang's power was exhausted and he collapsed to the ground.

At this time, Yang Ze, who was covered in blood, barely stood up. Most of his clothes were torn, revealing a layer of inner armor inside.

Fortunately, there was this medium-grade weapon, the Red Sand Phosphorus Fire Armor, which blocked part of the attack for him, otherwise he would have been buried under Wu Kun's spear.

Seeing that Yang Ze was not dead, Wu Kun, who fell to the ground, showed a tragic smile.

His heart was full of resentment. If it was in his prime, this blue ring would not be able to restrain him at all. A warrior like Yang Ze would not be able to survive a single move in his hands.

Wu Kun closed his eyes. At this time, the faces of the Wu family and Le Ting appeared in his mind. This resolute man actually shed tears at this time.

Yang Ze saw this scene, and his heart was also mixed. Wu Kun's experience was miserable. If possible, he did not want to be an enemy of Wu Kun, but he had no choice.

At the moment he took action, a black light appeared in front of Wu Kun. The black light dissipated, and a man in black robes came out.

Seeing this black-robed man, Yang Ze's face suddenly changed. Isn't this the dress of the people in the Absolute God Sect? Yang Ze, who realized that something was wrong, wanted to escape now, but found that his body could not move.

Just when Yang Ze was about to use the life-saving item given to him by Ning Teng, a voice echoed in the sky.

"Ninety-nine divine servants of the Absolute God Sect, I wonder which divine servant is coming."

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