FVN Chapter 334 Blood Technique
Chapter 334 Blood Technique
Almost the instant Du Fan disappeared underground, two blood-red beams of light shot out, shattering the deep blue light shield. However, in the blink of an eye, the two beams of light missed their target.
About ten feet behind the fat man in the fur coat, a yellowish-brown glow rolled out from the ground and transformed into Du Fan's figure. At this moment, his arms were shining with golden light and were exceptionally thick, obviously indicating that he had activated the Copper Iron Forging Arm Technique at the same time when he activated the Earth Escape.
Without saying a word, Du Fan clenched his fists and punched forward dozens of times. Countless golden fist shadows immediately materialized, densely intertwined to form a golden fist cloud, shining brightly and dazzlingly.
The fat man in the leather coat was startled and quickly moved aside. At the same time, he twisted his waist and swung his blood-red longsword. In mid-air, a blood-red longsword with a length of two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) appeared and slashed downwards, instantly striking the golden fist cloud.
With a deafening roar, a burst of blood-red light and golden radiance erupted, and ripples of space spread outwards in all directions from the two figures as their center.
Du Fan and the fat man in the leather coat instantly retreated, while their hands continuously formed hand seals, and colorful spells instantly materialized, flying directly into the battle between the golden fist cloud and the blood-red longsword, as if constantly injecting troops into the battlefield.
With a silver sword in his left hand and a black dagger in his right, Du Fan unleashed a ten-foot-long black-blue Water Shadow Sword and twelve water blades with each swing of his arms, heading straight for the battle ahead.
The fat man in the leather robe had a gloomy face and his eyes were filled with cold light. As he swung his long sword, countless tiny blood-red knives, each several inches in size, suddenly appeared. Their numbers were almost endless, covering the sky and turning into rain of blood that swept towards the golden fist cloud in an instant.
As the two continued to inject their magic, an energy vortex formed in the center of the battle.
In the center of the energy vortex, a golden cloud of fists and a blood-red longsword could be vaguely seen facing each other. Under the overflowing light, a deep humming sound was constantly heard. For the time being, it was difficult to determine the superiority of the two, like two unshakable mountains.
Around Jin Yun and Xue Dao, dark blue spiritual light darted about without a trace, and crimson dark currents flowed erratically. Although they did not clash directly like Jin Yun and Xue Dao, they were still secretly competing, which was extremely intense and fraught with danger.
Du Fan and the fat man in the leather coat seemed to have a tacit understanding. They did not use any other supernatural powers, but instead continuously poured various spells into the energy vortex, as if they wanted to exhaust the other's magic power and achieve victory in one fell swoop!
After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Du Fan and his companion were still making hand seals and chanting incantations.
At this moment, the energy vortex between the two had expanded to several meters in size, and its rotation speed had reached an unbelievable level. Terrifying spiritual pressure rippled out from it, accompanied by a series of thunderous roars like a raging storm, spreading in all directions in an instant.
As Du Fan swung his sword again, his fingertips subtly touched the storage pouch at his waist. A slight ripple spread through the void, and an invisible Xuanmu silkworm flew out. Under Du Fan's mental command, the silkworm quietly fled towards the fat man in the leather coat.
At the same time, the fat man in the leather coat opposite him flashed his blood-red eyes almost imperceptibly, and with a slight tremor of his sleeve, a faint blood-red light appeared for a moment and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if merging into nothingness and vanishing without a trace.
A moment later, their expressions changed drastically. Their pupils contracted, and their scalps tingled. A sense of life-or-death crisis instantly filled their hearts, extremely intense.
"Oh no!" they both exclaimed at the same time.
The next moment, a burst of earthy yellow light swept across Du Fan's body, and he instantly vanished underground.
As the fat man in the fur coat opposite him suddenly shot backward, his entire body was instantly enveloped in a layer of blood mist. After a flash of bloody light, the entire blood mist began to dim rapidly, and in an instant, the blood mist and the figure within it disappeared together.
Just then, a flash of red light appeared where Du Fan had been standing, revealing a small bird the size of a palm.
This bird resembled a magpie, its entire body blood red. It opened its beak and let out a sharp cry, followed by a crimson beam that shot out like the tongue of a venomous snake. It was as red as blood, as fast as lightning, and extremely sharp, almost grazing Du Fan's head as it passed by.
A slender white light shot out from the fat man in the fur coat, but at this critical moment, no one knew what secret technique the man in the fur coat used, and just like Du Fan, he barely avoided it.
In an instant, the two voids on the arena rippled simultaneously. After two bursts of yellow and red light rolled out, Du Fan and the fat man in the leather coat reappeared. Their eyes flashed with cold light as they looked at each other.
"Your spirit insect is indeed sharp; it almost cost me my life." The fat man in the leather coat spoke coldly, a murderous glint in his bloodshot eyes.
"Likewise, fellow Daoist's spirit beasts are equally extraordinary. How about letting them have a contest?" Du Fan smiled faintly.
"Hmph! That's exactly what I was thinking." After snorting, the man surnamed Sun raised his arm and pointed at the blood bird not far away.
As if receiving some kind of command, the Blood Bird immediately raised its head and let out a clear cry. Then, it spread its wings, and after a flash of blood-red light, it instantly transformed into a blood-red meteor, shooting straight towards the location of the Xuanmu Silkworm.
The Xuanmu Silkworm no longer concealed its form and was fully exposed in the air.
Upon seeing the silkworm, the man surnamed Sun was slightly startled. The silkworm was dark green all over, with two wings on its back, eight pairs of abdominal legs slowly wriggling, and its eyes were full of fierce light. When it opened its mouth, a pair of snow-white and crystal-clear fangs could be seen inside, faintly gleaming with a cold light.
Seeing the blood-red bird hurtling towards it with menacing force, the Xuanmu Silkworm showed no fear. When the bird was only a few feet away, the silkworm suddenly moved its mouth and spat out a thin white light without warning. It arrived in an instant with incredible speed.
The crimson bird suddenly flapped its wings a few times, its body momentarily halting, and at the same time, it opened its beak, unleashing a streak of bright red light that met the attack head-on.
The red and white light collided in an instant. With a crisp "bang," the blood light was immediately shattered and exploded into a small cloud of blood mist, which disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The slender white light remained intact. With a single flash, it pierced into the blood bird's body, then passed right through it. In an instant, a thin line of blood shot out, drawing a crimson trail in mid-air.
The blood-red bird immediately raised its head and let out a sharp cry of agony. After flapping its wings twice, it suddenly rolled its eyes and fell from mid-air.
"You little brat, you're asking for it!"
Just then, a roar came from Fatty Sun's mouth. At the same time, his figure blurred and he instantly appeared near the blood bird. Before the bird could fall to the ground, Fatty Sun immediately flicked his sleeve and grabbed the blood bird into his hand, sweeping a wisp of divine sense over it in an instant.
"At this point, Fellow Daoist Sun still has the mind to care about his spirit beast. He's truly kind-hearted." Du Fan's figure flickered and suddenly appeared behind Fatty Sun. A mocking smile appeared on his lips, and he raised his arm and threw a punch.
A cold glint flashed in Fatty Sun's eyes. With a flick of his wrist, the blood-red bird vanished abruptly. Then, his ten fingers moved rapidly, forming a combination hand seal.
The next moment, a large amount of blood-red mist surged out from the top of his head, seemingly endless, instantly enveloping his entire body, making him completely invisible, with only rolling blood mist and a stench permeating the air.
A fierce wind howled, and a fist shadow the size of a watermelon tore through the void, arriving in an instant. It was golden and carried an astonishing aura as it slammed directly into the blood mist.
After the blood mist swallowed the golden fist shadow, it suddenly churned violently, with faint rumbling sounds echoing within. However, in an instant, the blood mist returned to calm and no more sounds were heard, as if it were being digested.
A ripple appeared in the air, and a thin white thread shot out, disappearing into the blood mist in an instant, yet it remained silent and seemingly caused no harm to the other party.
Upon seeing this, Du Fan's eyes narrowed, and with a wave of his arm, he retrieved the Xuanmu Silkworm. Without saying a word, he stomped his foot and instantly moved to the side, while simultaneously making a hand seal and pressing towards the distant energy vortex.
Within the vortex, the golden fist cloud, which was confronting the blood-red longsword, suddenly parted, like a gaping maw, and a sharp screech suddenly rang out.
As the sharp sound reverberated, it transformed into sound waves, spreading out in layers of ripples. It shattered the blood-red longsword and solidified the blood-red undercurrent. In that instant, the golden fist cloud completely became the master of the energy vortex.
After a few flashes, Du Fan suddenly appeared right next to the vortex.
At this moment, he took a deep breath, a sharp glint suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he raised his arms with force, spread his fingers, and pushed forward with a vengeance.
The next moment, the energy vortex, several meters in size, spun rapidly and immediately moved sideways, along with the golden fist cloud within it, and countless magical powers that the two of them had previously injected into it, heading straight for the blood mist. A power capable of shattering the heavens and splitting the earth swept out in an instant.
Upon witnessing this scene within the blood mist, Fatty Sun's eyes flashed with solemnity, but he remained calm. He raised his arm and slammed it into his chest, immediately spitting out a mouthful of blood that instantly merged into the surrounding blood mist.
The next moment, the blood mist suddenly churned violently, its surface radiating crimson light. After a roar, it began to expand rapidly, instantly transforming into a giant two zhang in size. Just then, a bizarre scene unfolded.
Above the blood mist, a hideous head emerged. The head was entirely blood-red, the size of a pot lid, and its shape was neither human nor cow, nor horse. A thick, long whisker grew from the top of its head, swaying in the air, and its blood-red eyes shone with endless ferocity.
After a few "poof" sounds, its four limbs stretched out one after another. At this moment, an unknown monster, two zhang tall and covered in rolling blood mist, was formed. The monster's appearance was extremely ferocious, like a demon from hell.