kvmb Chapter 515: A New Use for the Fallen Saint Pill
Chapter 515: A New Use for the Fallen Saint Pill
The decisive battle at Xindu is crucial to the future of both the Central Plains and Lizhou.
If Chen Futu and his three companions are defeated in this battle, the vast territory of Lizhou will be littered with corpses, a catastrophe even more devastating than the calamity of the Ten Kingdoms.
"I fight, fight, fight!"
Xiao Bai and Li Yuanba attacked each other with all their might.
The four figures circled around Qingming, exhausting all their methods. However, Qingming's martial arts techniques were unique, and his injuries healed extremely quickly. Chen Futu could not keep Qingming from absorbing blood energy indefinitely, which led to the ebb and flow of their cultivation over time.
The injuries that Qingming had worked so hard to sustain could be repaired, and his cultivation level could gradually improve.
In the new capital, the people clenched their fists and watched the battle with bated breath, their hearts rising and falling with the changing situation.
Only the Great Xia Dynasty could withstand such a terrifying opponent; any other emperor would have destroyed the country long ago.
"Chen Futu, let this old man have a taste, hehehehe—"
Qingming is bloodthirsty by nature. During the fierce battle, he stared at Chen Futu with the eyes of someone looking at a delicious meal. He was as perverted as could be.
Chen Futu felt a chill and spread his hands to conjure a sword incantation, "Old Demon, receive my Great Dream Sword Embryo!"
Chen Futu stacked all the available buffs, and the third sword of the Great Grade Heavenly Sword Technique, amplified by the buffs, almost drained his true energy. This sword was like a raging inferno burning the sky, and the aura it emitted was terrifying.
Qingming's expression darkened. "You little dog, you don't know anything. Your cultivation is far inferior to mine!"
"cut!"
As soon as Chen Futu finished speaking, Xiao Bai and Li Yuanba joined forces to knock the old demon away, preventing him from regaining control of his body for a short period of time.
With a whoosh, the earth-shattering sword pierced through Qingming's body in an instant.
The people of Xindu, witnessing this scene, shouted, "They've won! His Majesty the Holy Emperor has won!"
"Long live the Holy Emperor!"
Long live the Great Xia Dynasty!
However, before everyone could celebrate for long, the old demon, who had been pierced, lowered his head and chuckled, "Win? Are you sure?"
As he spoke, the old demon's figure suddenly vanished in a gust of bloody wind.
"How could this be?" Chen Futu was shocked. The next second, Qingming appeared behind him. "Boy, where are you looking? I'm right here."
"Big brother, be careful!"
"Holy Emperor!"
Zhang Sanfeng wanted to make a move, but it was too late. At such close range, Chen Futu couldn't dodge in time and his back was brutally torn apart. In an instant, the imperial blood flow dissipated.
The old demon stood there with his hands outstretched, taking a deep breath and inhaling all the blood energy into his abdomen, enjoying it immensely. "Ah, it's so delicious! I have never enjoyed such a top-quality blood food before. No wonder you are the Holy Emperor of this era."
"If you hurt my big brother, I'll kill you!"
"I won't let you off either!"
Xiao Bai and Li Yuanba charged again together, and Zhang Sanfeng said, "Your Majesty, please rest for a moment," before also joining the attack.
Chen Futu stood there watching the battle, sword in hand. He hadn't taken any medicine and was just looking at the Azure Demon with a half-smile.
Next, Qingming continuously disengaged from the battle, chasing after Chen Futu and devouring the blood energy drifting from his wounds.
Chen Futu's repeated attacks failed to harm him, like a cat playing a game with a mouse, until one moment, the old demon's cultivation suddenly surged, and he covered his face and laughed loudly, "Great Sage, Great Sage! I have finally recovered!"
Click, click!
The heavens seemed enraged, and twisted lightning appeared to descend and obliterate the azure sky.
He was fearless and instead raised his hands to face the sky, laughing even more wildly, "I am invincible under heaven! This time, no one can suppress me! Tremble, Li Zhou!"
He was engulfed in raging blood flames, and to be honest, Chen Futu did feel a sense of powerlessness.
Even Zhang Sanfeng shook his head.
A Saint King is still a fight, but a Great Saint is completely outmatched.
Before the thought had even finished, Qingming looked arrogantly at Zhang Sanfeng, "Old arms and legs, save them for last and swallow them whole."
After saying that, he raised his hand, and streaks of blood-red light rose from the ground, instantly locking Zhang Sanfeng inside. Zhang Sanfeng tried to rush out, but as soon as he touched the blood energy, his meridians were turbulent and he couldn't get out at all.
This is the immense power of a Martial Saint, transcending the realm of human strength. The martial arts rules generated solely through the flow of blood energy can cause a Martial Saint's bloodline to reverse and explode, resulting in their death.
As for Xiaobai and Li Yuanba, Qingming instantly kicked Li Yuanba off the high sky.
Li Yuanba crashed to the ground, coughing up blood. His bulging muscles slumped, and his opponent's kick pierced through his defenses. They were not even in the same league; even his body, made of clay, couldn't withstand it.
"Little devil!"
Seeing Li Yuanba injured, Xiao Bai's eyebrows shot up in anger. "You hurt Big Brother and also hurt Silly Girl's friend! You're asking for death!"
"The little girl is quite special, but unfortunately she can't stop this old man."
Qingming followed suit, teleporting to Xiaobai's side and throwing a punch. However, Xiaobai was not knocked away like Li Yuanba. She bent over, looking at the fist that had almost pierced through her body, and blood from her nose fell onto Qingming's arm.
Her anger and pain made her pupils almost invisible, with only a chilling golden-red flame flickering in her eye sockets. "Silly girl, I'll beat you to death."
Xiao Bai's punch, crackling with golden-red flames, slammed into Qing Ming's face. Qing Ming screamed in pain from the blow, and a dent appeared in his brow.
Xiaobai is a product of a system bug, full of uncertainties, and her true combat power ceiling is unpredictable.
Chen Futu had previously predicted that her cultivation would surge dramatically each time she unsealed her power, similar to the Saiyan's near-death rebirth physique. Moreover, the combat power triggered by this would increase or decrease depending on the degree of her rationality.
"Silly girl, I'm going to beat you to death, beat you to death!"
Xiao Bai has probably completely lost his mind; his speech is slurred and his throat is filled with sobs.
Taking advantage of Qingming being hit by a flurry of punches, Chen Futu suddenly launched a killing move that everyone in his previous life knew, the Seven-Day Lock of Unbreakable Bond. He strangled Qingming from behind, using the Imperial Dragon Qi to try his best to freeze him in place.
"Chen Futu, release me!"
"Don't even think about it! Keep hitting, Xiao Bai!"
Chen Futu controlled Qingming, while Xiaobai attacked fiercely with her head down. Her current destructive power was not only difficult for Qingming to withstand, but Chen Futu also suffered heavy damage from behind. Xiaobai's fists had a penetrating effect, and her qi pierced through Qingming. Chen Futu was as if he had been hit from behind, and his internal organs seemed to have shifted. Blood spurted from his mouth.
Qingming was overjoyed and continued to greedily absorb the imperial blood energy.
"What is Your Majesty doing?"
The four beauties couldn't understand it, and neither could Dongfang Bubai.
Logically, shouldn't we stay away from the battlefield at this time and let the out-of-control Xiaobai beat up Qingming? The Holy Emperor's current strength is no longer enough to participate in a battle at the Great Saint level. If he goes forward, he will only let Qingming absorb his blood energy for nothing.
Just when everyone was confused, Chen Futu was struck from a distance and was on the verge of death, but he still held Qingming tightly.
Qingming gradually realized something was wrong and roared, "My cultivation level is declining! Chen Futu, what have you done to me!"
Chen Futu grinned miserably, "Don't you like absorbing my imperial bloodline? At this close range, keep absorbing, not a drop will be wasted. Hehe, the taste of the Fallen Saint Pill is not bad, is it?"