"How brave!" When Zhang Hao saw that the demon cultivator didn't take him seriously at all, the long sword that had returned to his hand flew out instantly and blocked the demonic light that was attacking Jiang Yun.
"Boom!" A low, muffled sound echoed all around.
Immediately afterwards, a purple spear suddenly shot out from Master Haoyi's dantian and shot straight towards the demon cultivator in the blood pool.
"Bang!" At the last moment, a long black sword appeared in front of the demon cultivator. It blocked him directly, and immediately waves of air spread out to the surroundings. The demon cultivator who was originally standing in the middle was also pushed back a few steps by the air waves.
"Stay here, you can't escape today."
Zhang Hao was overjoyed upon seeing this scene. This showed that the demon cultivator's injuries were far from over. He pointed again with one hand, and the spear flew back, as if controlled by a peerless warrior. It turned in mid-air and unleashed an extremely sharp spear technique, stabbing at the demon cultivator.
At the same time, another flying sword originally controlled by Master Haoyi secretly circled behind the demon cultivator, waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
"roar!"
Instantly suppressed by the longsword and spear, the demon cultivator, now at a disadvantage, used only a pitch-black demonic knife to fend off the attacks. Seeing his strength failing, he suddenly opened his mouth wide and roared forward like a giant beast. He then took a deep breath, and the previously undulating pool of blood suddenly surged up into his mouth, pouring thick streams of blood into it.
"Destroy the blood pool!"
Zhang Haoyi had brought Jiang Yun, Pang Tianyu, and the others with him for this very moment. Most demon cultivators heal their wounds by using the blood and essence of various immortal cultivators. Furthermore, they would temporarily absorb large amounts of blood to unleash powerful moves. However, after using this, it often took more time to cleanse the remaining blood and essence from the body.
"Go!" Jiang Yun had been waiting for this moment. He saw the ten fingers of his hands surging, and suddenly small purple fireballs appeared in front of him.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!" Dozens of small fireballs instantly pounced on the surging pool of blood in front of them.
"Boom boom boom!" With the sounds of violent explosions and burning flames, thick white smoke suddenly appeared in the originally churning pool of blood, and a large amount of blood was dissipated.
"Roar!" The demon cultivator who was absorbing blood saw this and his eyes flashed with coldness. However, with the long spears and flying swords around him, it was extremely difficult for him to control the magic weapon to resist and absorb the essence and blood. He had no extra energy to care about Jiang Yun.
Pang Tianyu, on the other hand, was a bit disappointed. His face flushed red. His spiritual weapon had long been taken away by the Qin family and was nowhere to be found. His original fireball technique was also very ordinary. He pinched his fingers and silently chanted a spell, and only a very ordinary orange fireball appeared. Compared with Jiang Yun's fireball, it was completely a filler.
Looking at the other person's flushed face, Jiang Yun suddenly thought of something and took out a red fan from his storage bag.
"Go on!" Jiang Yun continued to use the fireball technique while throwing the fan to Pang Tianyu beside him.
"This?" Pang Tianyu was also a little speechless. He was indeed not good at fireball magic, but giving himself a fan, wouldn't it be for him to fan himself? And even if it was for him to fan himself, how could he use a magic weapon without refining it?
Looking at the other party's puzzled figure, Jiang Yun quickly said:
"Input a little bit of mana and fan forward!"
After hearing this, Pang Tianyu did not doubt it. Following Jiang Yun's instructions, he carefully input a trace of magic power and suddenly fanned it towards the blood pool in front of him. Suddenly, a fierce flame appeared, and the blood pool dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This?!" It was the first time that Pang Tianyu had seen such a magical weapon. It did not require any sacrifice or refinement by himself, but could exert such great power with such little mana.
"I fan, fan! Fan!" Pang Tianyu had also become addicted to fanning. Combined with Jiang Yun's rain of small fireballs, the demon cultivator only needed to take a few sips of blood before the pool of blood instantly emptied.
"Ah!" Seeing he couldn't draw blood, the demon cultivator cried out in anger. Black energy filled his body, laced with thin strands of blood. His entire body swelled violently, and in an instant, his head was above the hole. His body reached over three meters tall.
"Haha, okay, you guys protect yourselves!" When Master Haoyi saw this scene, he immediately laughed out loud. The demon cultivator was at his wit's end.
The two magical weapons he controlled were even more agile, especially the spear, which he used like a peerless spearman, blocking, grabbing, and stabbing. These three moves were constantly changing, deeply understanding the essence of spearmanship.
The demon cultivator seemed to be trapped in a huge net of spear skills. As he was using his magic sword to block the attack, he heard something behind him.
"Whoosh!" A slight sound of piercing the air was heard.
In an instant, the black air behind him surged, and Master Haoyi's flying sword fiercely pierced into his back.
"Ah!" The flying sword suddenly sank into the air. A trickle of blood flowed down the sword.
The demonic knife in front suddenly stopped, and the spear seized the opportunity and stabbed through the opponent's chest fiercely.
"Ah!" In the moment of crisis, the demon cultivator's body flashed with black energy, and he shifted slightly to the left. The spear pierced the opponent's right chest fiercely, penetrating instantly. The opponent's demonic true body was like a punctured balloon, instantly shattered. His body, over three meters tall, instantly returned to its normal size.
"Alright, you'll stay today!" Master Haoyi shouted, slamming his spear back. The Demon Dao Golden Core's face was filled with sternness. He glared at Haoyi fiercely. Suddenly, his body shook violently, transforming into streams of black air. The black air streams suddenly vibrated violently.
"What is this?! Be careful!"
Zhang Haoyi watched his spear pierce the air currents, causing no damage at all. He immediately thought of a desperate move by a demon cultivator.
"The Great Method of Disintegrating the Heavenly Demon!" Using this method will lead to certain death, but it can gain the power for the final blow.
"Protection!" Master Haoyi ignored everything else and suddenly a small shield covered with purple lines appeared in front of him. Jiang Yun suddenly felt a sense of familiarity and his eyes were involuntarily drawn to it.
"Get behind me quickly!" Master Haoyi looked at the black air rolling in front of him and immediately shouted to Jiang Yun and Pang Tianyu.
The two of them did not dare to delay and instantly came behind Master Haoyi. The small shield in front of the other party suddenly turned into a giant shield three meters long and wide, blocking the front of several people.
"Die! Die! Die!" A deep, sinister voice emanated from the black air. Jiang Yun suddenly felt a flood of hallucinations before his eyes. It was as if he were in hell, with demons swarming before his eyes.
But the innate purple energy in his body suddenly accelerated, and his aura suddenly shook, and the illusion before his eyes disappeared. At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. It seemed that something was about to come at him in the next moment.
"not good!"
Jiang Yun suddenly remembered something.
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