Chapter 739

Translator: Transn Editor: Transn

Defeat Feng Yong

Cao Zhi's face turned even uglier. One could imagine how Cao Zhi felt after seeing Cao Yan die in front of him.

"Lü Hantian!

Don't force me to make a move, "Cao Zhi said sinisterly.

"Oh?

You want to make a move?

Come, come, come. I will accompany you to the end. "

Lü Hantian rolled up his sleeves and sneered. A terrifying aura poured out of Lü Hantian's body, and cracks appeared in the space around the table.

Cao Zhi's eyes narrowed when he felt Lü Hantian's terrifying aura. He was shocked and said, "Heavenly Venerate?"

Just the aura that flowed out was enough to cause the surrounding space to crack. This was not something an ordinary Fourth Venerate could do.

Cao Zhi's face turned ugly. Lü Hantian's strength was beyond his expectations. Although he was the head of the Cao Family and was also a Fourth Venerate, he had only reached the third level of the Fourth Venerate, the Golden Venerate. He was still one step away from the Heavenly Venerate.

"Come, come, come!

I am right here. Let's play. "

Lü Hantian's current appearance was no different from a hoodlum. He rolled up his sleeves and waved at Cao Zhi provocatively. This scene made the other Almighties roll their eyes. This Lü Hantian was too weird!

How could a Heavenly Venerate not have the demeanor of a Heavenly Venerate?

"Alright!

The two of you can stop messing around. Come back! "The Qing Emperor finally spoke from the center of the table.

Although his voice was soft, it was like thunder in everyone's ears. It was shocking and ear-piercing, causing everyone's minds to buzz.

As soon as the Cyan Emperor spoke, Lu Hantian and Cao Zhi no longer dared to make a fuss and returned to their respective seats.

Cao Zhi's gaze was extremely cold as he stared at Zhuowen's figure in the arena. His face was ferocious.

Cao Yan was his great-grandson and the most talented person among the many disciples of the Cao Family. If Cao Yan did not die, he would definitely reach the Fourth Venerate Realm and might even surpass his senior.

But now, Cao Yan had been killed by Zhuowen. All of Cao Zhi's hopes were dashed. He hated Zhuowen to the core and wished he could cut Zhuowen into pieces.

From the moment Cao Yan took the initiative to attack Zhuowen to Zhuowen to Zhuowen's death, it was in the blink of an eye.. Even Feng Yong, who was floating in the air, did not expect that Zhuowen......

Zhuowen!

You killed Cao Yan? "Feng Yong still couldn't believe it and couldn't help but ask.

"I. Feng Yfeng Yong. Feng Yong. Feng Yong. Feng....

. "Zhuowen's eyes were bloodshot as he stomped his feet. The side effect of the Blood Sucking Great Skill had already appeared. Cao Yan's resentment after his death entered Zhuowen's body and turned into an endless baleful aura.

Waves of blood-red baleful aura gushed out from the countless pores on Zhuowen's body. They were like blood-red bubbles that surrounded Zhuowen. At this moment, Zhuowen was like a wild beast.

"What a terrifying baleful aura!"

At the edge of the arena, the Silver Dragon General narrowed his eyes as a trace of astonishment appeared on his face. The baleful aura gushing out from Zhuowen's body was even more terrifying than that of a border general like him. The Silver Dragon General could not help but feel that it was inconceivable.

Boom!

Zhuowen suddenly slapped the green coffin. The green coffin, which was about ten feet in size, suddenly crashed to the ground and blocked in front of Zhuowen.

Creak!

In an instant, Zhuowen opened the Demon Suppressing Green Coffin by a third. A terrifying pressure poured out. Under this pressure, countless rocks in the arena floated up as if weightless.

"Feng Yong!

Get down here and accept your death! "

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"Feng Yong!

Get down here and accept your death! "

… …

Zhuowen shouted loudly. His voice was like thunder that exploded in the air. Countless echoes resounded in the air above the arena, causing many people in the surroundings to feel a sense of pride and passion as if they were facing death unflinchingly.

Feng Yong narrowed his eyes as he stared at Zhuowen below. He was still somewhat bewildered. The more he looked at Zhuowen, the stranger he felt.

Clearly, this kid was struck to the ground by him. He should be more injured than before. Why did his complexion look better than before?

How could Feng Yong know that Zhuowen possessed the Blood Sucking Great Skill that the Blood Demon had imparted to him? It could instantly absorb the blood essence of living beings to quickly replenish his body and speed up his recovery.

Now that Zhuowen's injuries were much better than before, and the injuries in his body had been completely suppressed, Zhuowen naturally wanted to take revenge on Feng Yong.

"Hmph!

Empty bravado. "

Feng Yong coldly snorted. He was certain that Zhuowen was empty bravado. With a stomp of his foot, his entire body descended like a meteor. His speed soared to the extreme.

"Flood Dragon Halberd!"

With a low shout, Feng Yong instantly arrived above Zhuowen. With a shake of his right hand, ink-black energy surged out of the halberd. It actually condensed into a flood dragon several hundred feet long behind Feng Yong.

Awoo!

As Feng Yong's halberd descended, the massive flood dragon instantly enveloped Zhuowen's tiny figure.

"Hmph!

Advance and the proud dragon will regret. Retreat and the thistle will grow!

Proud Dragon Style, break for me! "

With continuous footsteps, Zhuowen grasped the Dragonscale Tyrant Bone Spear with both hands. The spear tilted from top to bottom. His right foot moved forward, and the tip of his foot pushed forward. An incomparably powerful aura burst forth. At this moment, it was as if Zhuowen and the Dragonscale Tyrant Bone Spear had become one.

A muffled sound like thunder resounded from the void behind Zhuowen. A terrifying dragon head descended from the void and blocked in front of Zhuowen.

Rumble!

The dragon head and the flood dragon instantly tore at each other. The terrifying power caused the surrounding space to tremble faintly. There was actually the sound of glass shattering.

Awoo!

Unfortunately, the flood dragon's power was ultimately much stronger than the dragon head. It actually shattered the dragon head and continued to dive towards Zhuowen with irresistible force.

"A cold light arrives first, then the spear strikes like a dragon!

Subduing Dragon Style, strike for me! "

Zhuowen's spear momentum did not change. He suddenly swung the bone spear and immediately displayed the second move of the Dragonscale Tyrant Bone Spear, the Subduing Dragon Style. Suddenly, a monstrous dragon roar resounded.

A huge coiling dragon that was hundreds of meters long coiled around Zhuo Wen's body, forming an impenetrable defense.

In the next second, the flood dragon arrived as expected. The coiling dragon and the flood dragon collided. The dragon's roar and the flood dragon's roar rang out continuously. In the end, the two roars shattered in a terrifying explosion.

Ding!

When the coiling dragon and the flood dragon were destroyed, Feng Yong instantly arrived. He swung the halberd in his hand, causing countless hurricanes to fly towards Zhuowen's face.

Zhuowen laughed coldly. He held the bone spear horizontally and directly blocked the halberd's attack.

"Your injuries?"

Feeling the powerful force transmitted from the bone spear, Feng Yong frowned slightly. He actually felt that Zhuowen's injuries were much better than before.

The smile on Zhuowen's face widened. He held the bone spear in his right hand and once again slapped the green coffin with his left hand.

Creak!

The crack on the green coffin lid widened by a little. Zhuo Wen had opened half of it, and an even more frightening pressure than before poured out in torrents.

A pair of blood-red eyes suddenly appeared from the green coffin and a strange aura slowly spread out.

Feng Yong, who was in front of Zhuowen, also noticed the blood-red eyes that suddenly appeared from the green coffin. When he looked over, his body trembled and he was stunned on the spot. His eyes revealed a trace of confusion.

On the high platform, when Grand Lily saw the pair of blood-red eyes in the green coffin, her beautiful eyes revealed a trace of lingering fear.

Back when she was chasing after Zhuowen, she had forced Zhuowen to use these blood-red eyes.

This pair of blood-red eyes was very dangerous. Even Granny Lily had almost fallen into the endless illusion of the blood-red eyes. If it wasn't for her firm will and powerful strength, she might have been killed by Zhuo Wen instead.

The instant Feng Yong fell into the blood-red eyes, Zhuowen's spear changed direction and instantly pierced towards Feng Yong's forehead. If this attack hit, Feng Yong would definitely die.

The instant the spear tip was about to reach Feng Yong's forehead, Feng Yong's eyes regained clarity and he saw the spear tip that was close at hand.

Feng Yong roared angrily. He stomped his feet and retreated continuously. Unfortunately, the bone spear was like a maggot that followed closely behind Feng Yong. The distance between them was getting closer and closer.

A ruthless light flashed in Feng Yong's eyes. He made a prompt decision and directly blocked in front of his forehead with his left hand.

Puchi!

A broken arm flew out and fresh blood splattered. Feng Yong's left arm was instantly broken. With his left arm delaying time, Feng Yong's body moved and he immediately dodged Zhuowen's fatal attack.

"Your reaction is quite fast!

Unfortunately, you won't be able to take the next move. "

Feng Yong had lost an arm and his strength was greatly reduced. Now, he was no longer a match for Zhuowen. Therefore, Zhuowen was confident that this move could definitely take Feng Yong's life.

Buzz!

The invisible spear intent spread out. Zhuowen's body was like a spear and instantly shot out, rushing towards Feng Yong who was retreating continuously.

At this moment, Feng Yong who was retreating had a sinister expression. The pain of losing an arm was not so easy to endure. Even though Feng Yong was strong, he still grimaced in pain.

Whoosh!

Zhuowen rushed over again. The bone spear suddenly shot out and pressed forward. This caused Feng Yong's expression to change greatly. He struck out with the halberd in his right hand, wanting to completely block Zhuowen's attack.

Bang!

Unfortunately, under the support of the bone spear with spear intent and Feng Yong's strength being greatly reduced due to losing an arm, Feng Yong's attack was extremely weak and the halberd was directly shattered.

Puchi!

The bone spear shot out again and Feng Yong's right arm was cut off at the shoulder. Fresh blood spurted out like a fountain.

"Ah!

Zhuowen, you little bastard. "

With both arms broken, Feng Yong's face was ashen. This was equivalent to being a cripple. No matter how high his cultivation was, without both arms, he could no longer do anything on the road of martial arts.

Whoosh!

After cutting off Feng Yong's right arm, Zhuowen's bone spear once again shot out towards Feng Yong's forehead. He planned to directly kill Feng Yong with this attack.

"I admit defeat!

I forfeit!

Zhuowen, stop it right now! "

Looking at the bone spear that shot out once again, Feng Yong's face, which was originally ashen, was filled with fear.

"Admit defeat?

Forfeit?

It's too late now. It's better for you to die. "

At the moment when Feng Yong shamelessly launched a sneak attack on him, Zhuowen had already sentenced Feng Yong to death. This Feng Yong must be killed by Zhuowen.

"Stop!

Feng Yong has already admitted defeat and you still dare to kill him. Today, this general will cripple you, this bastard who despises the law! "

The moment Zhuowen made his move, a loud shout suddenly sounded from the edge of the arena.