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Xiao Ya, the Xiao Brothers, and Wang Shuiqun all looked at Aotian in shock, clearly not expecting that Aotian could actually break through Lu Hongming's attack.
However, Aotian was filled with confusion. He knew very well that the Silver Beam had been on the verge of shattering, but at the last moment, it seemed that some magical power had infused into it, causing the power of Star Point Finger to surge several times, ultimately piercing through Lu Hongming's attack and breaking his Blood Devouring Technique.
"You... how could you possibly break my Blood Devouring Technique?!"
Lu Hongming stared at Aotian with a sinister expression, but even he did not realize that there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Hmph, without that evil and bizarre martial art, how can you still fight against us?" Xiao Lengyue snorted coldly.
Immediately, the three brothers gathered all their Mystical Energy. Three beams of Mystical Energy shot up into the sky and intertwined in mid-air.
"Three Spirits Palm!"
The three brothers shouted in unison, and suddenly, a giant Light Palm appeared in the air, covered with intricate and mysterious patterns.
"Go!"
That giant Light Palm slammed toward Lu Hongming under his horrified gaze. The air along its path seemed unable to withstand the pressure emitted by the Light Palm and exploded violently.
At this moment, Lu Hongming had already been heavily injured by Aotian's Star Point Finger, his strength reduced to only a third of his peak. Faced with this attack from the Xiao Brothers, he could only try to evade.
With a push from his feet, Lu Hongming leaped backward. However, the Light Palm seemed to have a will of its own and closely followed him.
Thus, a figure on the ground kept dodging while behind him, a Light Palm relentlessly pursued.
Although Lu Hongming was no longer a match for the Xiao Brothers, he was able to quickly evade their attacks with his speed, resulting in a stalemate in the Battle Situation.
"Dragon-Tiger Destruction Palm!"
Suddenly, with a loud shout from Xiao Ya, the figure that had been knocked down sprang up with the agility of a cheetah. The palm strike, infused with the essence of Dragon's Roar, surged toward Lu Hongming, completely sealing off his escape route.
Lu Hongming's expression changed drastically. In a moment of desperation, he could only raise his arms to protect his heart, fearing that a single blow could end his life.
"Thud!"
Xiao Ya's palm struck fiercely against Lu Hongming's chest, causing a muffled groan to escape from his throat.
"Bang!"
Before Lu Hongming could regain his senses, the Light Palm hit him on the back. Instantly, he was sent flying Far Away, blood mixed with internal organs spewing from his mouth.
A flash of brilliance appeared in Aotian's eyes. He understood very well that even though Lu Hongming's current strength was far inferior to before, the armor he wore could absorb most of the impact. Although the attacks from the Xiao Brothers and Xiao Ya had landed on Lu Hongming, they likely weren't enough to be fatal!
Thinking this, Aotian stepped forward decisively, mysterious steps forming beneath his feet.
Dragon's Dance!
In an instant, Aotian appeared beside Lu Hongming, delivering a powerful punch filled with overwhelming force that struck Lu Hongming's body while deftly snatching the Mystic Spirit Fruit from his grasp.
Though Lu Hongming's armor was not ordinary, after taking three hits, he was not in good shape either.
Lu Hongming was covered in blood, and his golden armor was filled with cracks. At this moment, Lu Hongming had lost all fighting spirit.
"Hehe, the Mystic Spirit Fruit is finally in my hands!" Aotian laughed.
"Poof."
Upon hearing Aotian's words, Lu Hongming couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with a dull and exhausted look.
"Lu Hongming, this place will be your grave today!" Xiao Lengyue coldly shouted.
Lu Hongming forced a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "If you dare to kill me, my master, the Blood Emperor, will not spare you!"
The crowd was slightly taken aback and exchanged glances, clearly unaware of who the Blood Emperor mentioned by Lu Hongming was.
"Maybe this guy is just trying to bluff us," Xiao Ya said after pondering for a moment.
"Right, to avoid any future troubles, we should just kill him now!" Aotian sneered as he looked at the resentment in Lu Hongming's eyes.
"No, no, no! If you kill me, my master won't let you go!" Lu Hongming's tone carried a hint of fear.
"Hmph, noisy!"
Aotian coldly snorted, then swiftly struck towards Lu Hongming's crown with a palm, without any hesitation.
At that moment, an indescribable sense of crisis enveloped Aotian's entire body. Without thinking, he retreated rapidly.
"Whoosh."
Suddenly, the space on the ground began to twist at an alarming speed, and a Bloodthirsty Aura surged forth from the distorted space.
"What is that?!"
Aotian and the others looked up in horror at the twisted space above them, unsure of what was happening.
In the void, an old man gazed warily at the continuously twisting space, his expression shifting as he pondered something.
"This Bloodthirsty Aura resembles that of the Blood Demon Palace from hundreds of years ago. Could it be that the one behind this is from the Blood Demon Palace..." the old man murmured to himself.
"Haha, my pawn cannot be moved by mere ants like you!"
Suddenly, a voice filled with endless Bloodthirst echoed across the ground, causing Aotian and the others' blood to surge violently within them.
Then, they noticed a massive blood-red hand slowly emerging from the twisted space. As this blood hand appeared, even the white clouds in the sky were tinged with a faint shade of red.
Subsequently, the blood hand reached down and grasped the incapacitated Lu Hongming, slowly retracting back into the distorted space.
Although Aotian and the others desperately wanted to strike down Lu Hongming, none dared to take action. They had no doubt that if they made a move, that Blood-Red Giant Hand would instantly obliterate them.
As for being able to withstand the attack of the Blood-Red Giant Hand, Aotian and the others didn't even dare to think about it.
The power that descended with the tearing of space had already surpassed Aotian and the others' understanding. It was feared that just a flick of its finger could easily annihilate them.
In the end, the Blood-Red Giant Hand slowly disappeared into the distorted space along with Lu Hongming, and then the space there returned to normal. However, a faint Bloodthirsty Aura still lingered, seemingly proving that a Heaven-Defying powerhouse had just made a move.
The blood-red hue in the outer layer of the clouds in the sky gradually faded away, making everyone feel as if they were in a dream. Yet, from the vanished Lu Hongming and the lingering Bloodthirsty Aura in the space, they understood that it was not a dream but reality!
This was an endless sea of blood, with a young figure sitting cross-legged in the center of it.
This young man had blood-red hair, blood-colored eyebrows, and even his lips were an eerie shade of blood red. He looked exceptionally strange and evil.
"If it weren't for Yan being in the Eternal Night Forbidden Zone, and that guy Xuan Emperor constantly keeping an eye on me, along with that old fellow secretly watching, I would have killed you, the Dragon God's heir, on the spot!"
A voice filled with overwhelming malice slowly echoed through the sea of blood, stirring up waves of blood that were terrifying to behold.
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