In a daze, it was as if the Emperor of Swords had risen, and in an instant, a thousand feet of cold light appeared, pressing down on the land!
The Zhu Luo Demon God stretched its body wantonly, its huge mouth agape, fangs exposed, and its tongue flicking, as if mocking Wu Tao's overestimation of his own strength.
As a result, in the next second, the Zhu Luo Demon God, with its magnificent body as grand as a mountain and its colossal form that blotted out the sun, was impaled by a celestial sword emitting five-colored light.
The celestial sword plunged in, piercing dozens of feet of flesh and blood.
Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!
The fierce and fatal wound made the previously brutal Zhu Luo Demon God even more ferocious, but this also accelerated its death.
Black, inauspicious blood flowed continuously from the wound, which was as large as a valley, transforming from the scale of a small river into a small lake, then into a great river...
Facing the Zhu Luo Demon God's resistance, Wu Tao, who had transformed into the celestial sword, showed no hesitation, unleashing nearly ten thousand feet of sword light.
In the next second, the Zhu Luo Demon God turned to dust.
"Go!"
Seeing this, the Rat Brothers, Shu Da Fu and Shu Er Fu, knew they had stumbled upon a formidable opponent.
Realizing they could not defeat Wu Tao, Shu Da Fu and Shu Er Fu spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
This seemingly self-harming action caused a faint mist of blood to appear on their bodies.
The blood mist dispersed, and the Rat Brothers instantly transformed into two streaks of bloody light, streaking across the sky.
"Decisive, but useless..."
"Because they are escaping using their vital blood. This is something I used to do often, and I had already thought of how to deal with this move!"
Wu Tao saw this and did not try to stop them, only murmuring these words.
The methods employed by various races to utilize their vital blood were fundamentally similar.
It was either to increase their attack power, enhance their escape speed, or bolster their defense. That was all.
"Hmph!"
"Do you think you can escape?"
A cold snort echoed in the ears of the Rat Brothers, and in an instant, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave from a scorching summer day, feeling as though they were about to freeze to death.
"Not one of you will escape!"
Before the words had even finished, the Rat Brothers felt themselves immobilized, tightly bound by something akin to golden threads.
Sword energy gave birth to sword threads. This was the sword energy Wu Tao had arranged in advance to prevent the Rat Brothers from escaping.
Without giving the Rat Brothers a chance to utter any nonsensical words, Wu Tao lightly tapped with his right middle finger.
A brilliant beam of sword energy slashed towards the Rat Brothers.
Two extremely shrill screams resounded in the air.
The Rat Brothers were finally reduced to countless blood clots, falling onto the ground.
After the deaths of the Rat Brothers, their few subordinates had silently retreated several miles away and were preparing to flee.
Seeing this, Wu Tao's face revealed a hint of sarcasm. He did not hurry to pursue, but first scanned the surroundings with his divine sense. Finding no external enemies, he then activated the Myriad Swords Breaking Immortality Diagram, summoning several celestial swords to pursue them.
These subordinates of the Rat Brothers, seeing their leader at a disadvantage, had long lost any other thoughts and only wished to escape from the present danger and avoid perishing here.
While Wu Tao was still engaged with the Rat Brothers,
these individuals had already quietly retreated.
As soon as they saw several celestial swords flashing with cold light flying rapidly towards them, their hearts pounded, and they immediately abandoned all else, quickly activating their escape lights and fleeing in different directions.
In a chase that was neither long nor short, the heads of these rat people soon hung from these celestial swords.
After killing all the enemies, Wu Tao was also extremely fatigued, his spiritual energy mostly depleted, panting heavily.
At this moment, Wu Tao was deeply troubled.
Although the task of finding the Blood Marrow Spirit Jade was complete, and he should have returned immediately, his teammates were all dead, and returning would be difficult to explain.
After contemplating for a long time, Wu Tao seemed to have finally made up his mind. No matter what, he had to go back.
He couldn't just run away because of this matter.
However, just as Wu Tao's taut nerves began to relax slightly, a sudden explosion rang out from a large rock in front of him, and a sudden change occurred.
Accompanied by this explosion, a bloody and crazed blade, neither a saber nor a sword, emitting a chilling blood flame, ripped through space and suddenly slashed towards Wu Tao.
Wu Tao, seasoned by countless battles, had an exceptionally keen sense of danger. The moment the Blood Frost Proud Kill aura leaked out, he instinctively felt the danger and cried out inwardly, "Not good!"
Of course, with Wu Tao's strength, it did not take long to counterattack, requiring only a one-second buffer.
However, sometimes a one-second difference could determine victory or defeat, even life or death.
At this moment, seeing the Blood Drinking Mad Blade slash towards him, Wu Tao knew it was too late to dodge, so he decided not to.
Gritting his teeth, Wu Tao made a decisive move. He neither dodged nor evaded, but his initial sword, Chuxi, struck out first, piercing towards the attacker.
Wu Tao intended to exchange injuries for injuries, to risk his life for a life, hoping that the sneak attacker would cherish their own life and retract the Blood Drinking Mad Blade to protect themselves.
Blood Frost Jiao clearly had extraordinary confidence in her body's recovery ability. Her pair of blood-red eyes stared at the incoming Chuxi sword, and a disdainful smile flickered at the corner of her lips.
Neither Wu Tao nor Blood Frost Jiao held back in the slightest, or showed any hesitation. They stabbed at each other with killing intent.
Blood Frost Jiao's chest was directly pierced by the Chuxi sword, and blood dripped onto the ground.
Wu Tao, on the other hand, did not fare any better, his right arm being directly severed.
Wu Tao and Blood Frost Jiao had both underestimated each other's resolve and courage.
Two desperate individuals, with an unstoppable momentum, engaged in a deathmatch.
Wu Tao held the Chuxi sword in his left hand, his sword movements like a roaming dragon, emitting bone-chilling cold light, like a torrential downpour, each strike deadly.
Seeing this, Blood Frost Jiao was equally unwilling to be outdone. She slashed diagonally with the Blood Drinking Mad Blade, unleashing her spiritual power, her strikes equally vicious and life-threatening.
As the blades clashed, sparks flew.
Wu Tao and Blood Frost Jiao weaved back and forth, their blades and sword energies stirring up dust and flying debris.
After nearly a hundred exchanges, Wu Tao was nearing exhaustion. The continuous battles had already left him weary, like a spent arrow.
At this moment, Wu Tao, both tired and weak, only regretted leaving You Meng and Yin Yue at the shop and cave dwelling to guard, leaving him without any help.
At this point, Wu Tao had even used the Nightmare Eye, hoping to gain some time.
However, Xue Shuang Jiao possessed a special spiritual treasure of the mental series, and Wu Chao's Nightmare Eye had no significant effect on her.
In the end, Wu Tao used the Buddha's Golden Body, but Xue Shuang Jiao also possessed the Blood Demon Body. After fighting for so long, they still hadn't achieved a decisive outcome.
...
On Xue Shuang Jiao's side, although she was slightly stronger than Wu Tao, her condition was also extremely poor.
However, if there were no unexpected changes, Xue Shuang Jiao had a seventy percent chance of winning this battle and slaying Wu Tao with the Blood Drinking Mad Blade.
Wu Tao's inheritance of ancient sword cultivation, the profoundness of his sword techniques, was precisely the integration of sword dao from various ancient sects and schools, built upon a foundation of advanced sword dao.
One sword strike breaks ten thousand laws!
Therefore, although Wu Tao had obtained all the inheritance of ancient sword cultivation, the actual power he could unleash depended entirely on the sword cultivator themselves.
From nothingness to existence, deriving ten thousand sword moves, like a leaping antelope's horn, like countless stars in the river, with no variation.
Although Wu Tao's comprehension was not particularly good, he had fought his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and his understanding of sword dao was still decent.
In this moment of peril, the sword moves of Wu Tao's Chuxi sword became increasingly rapid.
The sound of air breaking from the sword tip became more piercing, and a golden sword energy faintly emanated from the blade, indicating a further advancement under pressure.
Xue Shuang Jiao was also a direct descendant of a royal family from the Blood Clan, one of the ten great Blood Kings of the current generation.
Naturally, she lacked no treasures, secret arts, or divine abilities, and was not inferior to the direct descendants of other Blood Kings of the same generation. She was confident that few at the Nascent Soul stage could be her match.
After a battle with Wu Tao, she realized that there were always people better than oneself, and heavens beyond heavens. However, Wu Tao carried the inheritance of ancient sword cultivation, the inheritance of the Desolate Ancient Buddhist Path, and the inheritance of the Primordial Nightmare clan, possessing three major inheritances.
His body, sword, and techniques, as well as various paths, were all top-tier, making him rarely matched.
However, Xue Shuang Jiao did not know this. She suddenly discovered that a human cultivator whose realm was clearly inferior to hers could fight her to a standstill.
And that she would need to rely on a sneak attack to possibly defeat him. This thought struck her as the most absurd thing in the world, truly unbelievable.
Therefore, Xue Shuang Jiao intensified her movements, slashing wildly with the Blood Drinking Mad Blade.
When paths cross, the brave win. Fierce beasts fight to the death, the victor devours the enemy's flesh, the loser becomes white bones.
There is no right or wrong in battles between different races.
Those not of our kind, must be destroyed!
Relying on her Blood Demon Body, Xue Shuang Jiao relentlessly pressed on, with a desperate stance, ignoring the reverberating pain from her body and her bleeding wounds, without a moment's pause, she unleashed several more killing blows.
The blade's momentum was sharp and chilling, bloodthirsty and ruthless, with unparalleled power.
After enduring several blows, Wu Tao, finding himself with no other option, was forced to use the Starfire Thunder Bead.
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