The man in the blood-red robe wasn't very powerful, and Shen Yunhao could have easily dealt with him.
But once the Dragon-Trapping Lock was unleashed, the situation completely reversed...
With Zhu Li rendered unable to fight, only Shen Yunhao is capable of engaging in combat.
Under normal circumstances, a mid-stage Soul Condensation Realm cultivator might not be unable to put up a fight against a late-stage Soul Condensation Realm cultivator, given their numerous magical treasures...
However, his injuries have not yet healed, and his spiritual energy has not recovered. Forcing himself to fight would undoubtedly be extremely dangerous.
However, at this point, he had no choice.
If they don't kill the other side, he and Zhuli will be the ones who die today.
Shen Yunhao took a deep breath and slowly walked forward.
The girl next to him grabbed him, her eyes full of worry, "Yunhao...you..."
Shen Yunhao patted Zhu Li's hand and smiled faintly, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!"
Hearing Shen Yunhao's words, Zhu Li felt much more at ease, but still gave him a reminder.
"Be careful... Don't be reckless. If you really can't win, you can run away. Their target is the dragons..."
Escape? Escape to where? To watch the White Dragon get beaten to death?
But Shen Yunhao nodded, "Don't worry, I'll be fine!"
After saying this, Shen Yunhao gripped the Guixue sword in his hand and took two steps forward.
"Interesting! Interesting!"
A look of surprise appeared on the face of the blood-robed man opposite him. "You're not a member of the Dragon Clan? Yet you were able to complete the Dragon Clan's Heavenly Staircase?"
"You guys are quite interesting..."
Shen Yunhao looked at him expressionlessly, "For something as important as plotting against the Dragon Clan's sacred artifact, Blood Soul Child actually brought a Soul Condensation Realm cultivator like you along..."
The man in the blood-red robe's face darkened. "What do you mean?"
"I'm just guessing... Blood Soul Child probably has a better option... Don't you think so?"
"..."
The man in the blood-red robe remained silent for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter, rubbing his forehead. "Don't embarrass yourself with such a ridiculous scheme to sow discord. Even if you manage to persuade me, so what? You still can't change the current situation!"
"yes……"
Shen Yunhao sighed softly, glancing at the Guixue Sword in his hand. "We're all just cannon fodder, so who can... laugh at whom?"
However, these words stirred something within the blood-red-robed man.
yes?
Why would the Dragon Clan send a mere Soul Condensation Realm human cultivator to save the day?
"Further words are useless, let's fight!"
"Then you should just die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, three streaks of blood suddenly shot out from the man's sleeve, attacking Shen Yunhao's throat, heart, and dantian like venomous snakes.
Shen Yunhao neither dodged nor evaded, but instead slashed horizontally with the Guixue Sword, its sword energy carrying a hint of frost.
"laugh--"
Two lines of blood were severed, but a third line pierced through Shen Yunhao's left shoulder, leaving a spray of blood.
A sharp pain shot through Shen Yunhao's body, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead, but his eyes remained unchanged.
If he had the Dragon Python Armor protecting him at this moment, he shouldn't have suffered such a penetrating injury. However, he hadn't put the Dragon Python Armor back on after taking it off to use the Seven Wounds Technique.
That's it?
The man in the blood-red robe sneered, and with a flick of his robe, four or five more streaks of blood shot out.
This time, Shen Yunhao not only did not retreat, but instead thrust forward towards the bloodline.
"court death!"
The next moment, blood lines pierced through his chest, abdomen, thighs, and other parts of his body. Despite the pain, Shen Yunhao forced his way forward and stabbed his opponent in the right shoulder with his sword!
The man in the blood-red robe's expression changed, and he hastily retreated, his robe being ripped open in the process.
But when he looked up again, he was shocked to find that ice crystals had formed on Shen Yunhao's wounds.
Even deep within the wounds he couldn't see, those dormant golden threads suddenly appeared, covering the wounds.
Only at this moment did Shen Yunhao reveal a cold smile.
"Feeling pretty good... Keep going!"
Without giving the other party time to think, he stepped forward and struck again with his sword. Before the blade even arrived, the cold air had already frozen a few strands of hair at the temples of the blood-robed man.
"His sword intent seems to have become stronger?"
The blood-robed man's expression hardened, he abandoned his contempt, and immediately summoned a bone shield.
A hideous ghost face appeared on the shield, completely engulfing the sword energy.
However, the next moment.
With a "crack!" sound, a crack appeared on the bone shield, leaving the blood-robed man dumbfounded.
"Impossible! This Soul-Devouring Bone Shield is a mid-grade Xuan-level magic weapon, yet it couldn't withstand your sword strike? Could you be using a divine artifact?"
"you guess?"
What greeted him was another fierce sword strike from Shen Yunhao. The bloodline that had pierced him earlier did not slow Shen Yunhao down; instead, it made him even more ferocious.
The man in the blood-red robe hurriedly made a hand seal, and twelve blood-red copper coins flew out from his sleeve, forming a strange array in the air.
Shen Yunhao's expression remained unchanged, his sword momentum undiminished, and the frost patterns on the Guixue Sword became even more solid.
The moment the sword touched the blood array, the blood-red light on the surface of the copper coins vanished instantly, and the twelve copper coins clattered to the ground and scattered into fragments.
Holy crap!
Blood Robe finally couldn't help but exclaim in shock, "My twelve blood-thread coins! How is this possible!"
Shen Yunhao, however, said rather listlessly, "Is this all the junk the Blood Soul Child gave you? Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder you came here to be cannon fodder..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Yunhao suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his sword strike faltered.
The man in the blood-red robe was taken aback, but he immediately seized the opportunity and raised his hand to strike out three times.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Shen Yunhao took two blows to the chest, breaking several of his ribs, and the third blow went straight for the top of his head.
At the critical moment, Shen Yunhao turned his head to avoid a fatal blow, but his shoulder was grazed by the palm strike, instantly turning it into a bloody mess.
"cough……"
Shen Yunhao knelt on one knee, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but a fanatical light flashed in his eyes.
The golden threads within his body suddenly shone brightly, and the broken ribs were wrapped by the golden threads and miraculously pieced back together. He suddenly sprang up, and the Guixue Sword pierced out like lightning.
"Good hit! Let's do it again!"
The man in the blood-red robe, who had just landed a successful blow, was completely stunned by this scene and, unsurprisingly, was unable to dodge Shen Yunhao's sword.
"bite!"
As expected, the blood-robed man's close-fitting soft armor was no different from tofu in front of the Guixue Sword. The sword tip pierced through the blood-robed man's abdomen, and the cold air instantly froze the blood vessels around the wound.
The man in the blood-red robe screamed and staggered back, his voice filled with deep horror!
"You... what kind of monster are you?"
Despite being seriously injured, he fought even harder?
Shen Yunhao did not answer, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and approached again.
The Seven Wounds Technique and the Golden Thread did achieve a delicate balance, but... he didn't have much spiritual energy left.
Once the spiritual energy is exhausted, the Seven Wounds Technique will also lose its effect, and he, with only the golden thread, will only become a sitting duck!
"Fine! You forced me to this!"
A vicious glint flashed in the blood-robed man's eyes. He suddenly pulled out a blood-red bead the size of a pigeon's egg. As the blood energy surged, it exuded a suffocatingly evil aura.
"I refuse to believe I can't beat you to death today!"
He spat a mouthful of blood onto the bead, and the Blood Soul Bead immediately shone with a brilliant red light.
"boom!"
The Blood Soul Pearl suddenly exploded, and its power in an instant caused the entire mountaintop platform to tremble!
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