C201 A Bloody Battle

Qingyue had already woken up from his meditative state and retreated more than 300 meters away. The terrifying energy emitted by the hurricane in front of him made him feel irresistible. Even though he was so far away, he could still feel the violent suction force.

The tragic death of those disciples was terrifying to him. It was even more terrifying than killing them with his own hands.

After a long time, the violent hurricane finally faded. However, the entire mountain trail had already disappeared, leaving behind only a devastated scene. Not only was the originally not wide area expanded by several times, even the rock-like ground was also revealed to be several dozen zhang wide. The several feet deep hole was like the damage caused by falling meteorites.

Only two or three disciples who had been swept into the hurricane were still able to vent their anger. However, at this moment, they were unconscious. Even the disciple with the spear only had one arm left, and the other arm had already been shattered by the lightning in the hurricane.

The hurricane disappeared without a trace. However, countless pieces of flesh mixed with sticky blood drifted down from the sky like rain.

The scene was terrifying. It was like a scene from hell. Chen Tianming's eyes were tightly shut, and there was no anger or joy on his face. No one could tell what kind of mentality he had right now.

However, the more he behaved in this way, the more it made Qingyue's heart tremble. It was as if his soul was trembling along with him.

At this moment, Chen Tianming was bathing in the rain of blood and flesh. He looked like an Asura from hell. His clothes were soaked in blood, and his slightly long hair was stuck to his forehead by the thick blood. There were also pieces of meat stuck to his hair.

Everything was so terrifying. Everything was so shocking.

"Ah!" Qingyue held his head with both hands and roared crazily. He could no longer bear the mental impact. The feeling Chen Tianming gave him was no longer just terrifying. The sight of Chen Tianming standing in the rain of blood had already made him feel powerless to resist. This was a pressure that came from his soul.

"Elder! What's wrong with you?" The spear-wielding disciple sealed the acupoints of the severed arm, stopping the blood from flowing out.

"Kill, kill, kill him!" Qingyue seemed to have gone mad, and a hint of hostility could be seen on his face.

The spear-wielding disciple looked at Chen Tianming, who was bathed in blood like an Asura. He still clearly remembered the terrifying power of that mysterious hurricane. He couldn't help but feel fear when he faced it again.

Just as he was afraid to go forward, Qingyue had already let out a loud roar and flew towards Chen Tianming. At the same time, several glaring lights were shot out from his body. Numerous heavy palm shadows covered the sky and covered the earth as they rushed towards Chen Tianming's head.

The moment the palm shadows covered the sky, Chen Tianming suddenly opened his eyes. A purple-golden lightning faintly flashed in his eyes. He moved as well. This time, his movement was as fast as a ghost, many times faster than before.

It was as if his body had disappeared into thin air. When he reappeared, he had already circled behind Qingyue. He didn't turn around to attack Qingyue. Instead, he rushed towards the disciple with the spear.

Facing the charging Chen Tianming, the disciple with the spear could clearly feel the domineering combat intent coming from Chen Tianming's body. It was like a wave, attacking him one after another.

Without thinking too much, the spear-wielding disciple used his remaining left hand to raise his spear and shot out three rainbow-like spear shadows. At the same time, he quickly retreated and turned around, wanting to escape.

However, how could Chen Tianming give him the chance to escape? He did not dodge and raised his fist to meet the attack. A blazing purple light appeared in front of the fist shadows, and the spear shadows were instantly scattered.

The smoke that was thrown out of nowhere was like a star streaking across the sky. It brought with it a misty mist, and in an instant, it blocked the path of the spear-wielding disciple.

"Ah!" The spear-wielding disciple saw that he couldn't escape, so he roared and struck the spear in his hand towards Chen Tianming.

Chen Tianming's right fist met the spear and heavily hit the body of the spear.

With a loud bang, the spear broke and the spear-wielding disciple was forced back 30 meters. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood soaked his chest.

Chen Tianming's current skill was extremely tyrannical. Although this skill allowed him to gather more power, it was still stronger than usual. However, the injuries in his body did not reduce in the slightest. After this shock, it became even heavier. He spat out two more mouthfuls of blood.

"So it turns out that you are also just an arrow at the end of its flight! Hahaha, a paper tiger, what is there to be afraid of?" When the spear-wielding disciple saw the painful expression on Chen Tianming's face, he couldn't help but laugh three times. Instead of retreating, he went up and picked up the broken spear with his left hand. He swept out a spear shadow that directly attacked Chen Tianming's heart.

At the same time, Qingyue also attacked him from behind. The fierce palm shadow attack also arrived in the sky, and the powerful attack produced a terrifying sound.

Chen Tianming quickly moved to the side, avoiding the attacks of the two people. Then, he gently raised his finger. Smoke and smoke drew an arc in the air, shooting towards Qingyue who was flying towards him at lightning speed.

At this moment, the cloud of smoke was emitting a cold radiance. Although it was extremely misty, it was like the sickle of the god of death. It was both demonic and terrifying.

Qingyue was also in a frenzied state. He did not dodge or evade. He faced the cloud head on. The cloud of smoke stabbed into his left shoulder and pulled him down. Blood splashed everywhere. He screamed and fell from the sky.

Chen Tianming's sudden burst of strength was too shocking. The disciple with the spear was shocked. In his opinion, even Qingyue couldn't dodge that terrifying flying sword. How could he defend against it? He never thought that Qingyue wouldn't even try to dodge it.

After a slight hesitation, he decided to retreat.

Chen Tianming could see the fear in the disciple's heart. He did not want to miss this opportunity. He knew that even if he could survive this time, his cultivation base would be damaged. He looked at the disciple with the spear and a cruel smile appeared on his face. He rushed forward with his bare hands.

The two of them once again entangled with each other. The scene was dazzling. Both of them had raised their cultivation base to the highest level. The disciple with the spear faced Chen Tianming's fierce palm strikes one after another.

During this process, although Chen Tianming would occasionally spit out a mouthful of blood, his skill seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Soon, the half-broken spear in the spear-wielding disciple's hand was broken again. His whole body was covered in blood and his hair was messy. He looked like a devil from hell.

The disciple with the spear felt a chill in his heart. He knew that this operation had failed. If the battle continued, it would be able to tire Chen Tianming to death or cause him to die from serious injuries. However, he was afraid that he would have to sacrifice his life as well. He blocked Chen Tianming's palm attack at the same time. His body quickly fell back, and he quickly retreated to where Qingyue was. He dragged the heavily injured Qingyue and ran away with great speed.

After being hit by Chen Tianming's smoke and smoke, Qingyue gradually woke up. He saw Chen Tianming chasing after him closely and woke up. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to take back his Jadestar Pagoda.

However, at this moment, he was seriously injured and had no way to continue. Helplessly, he could only be dragged far away by the spear-wielding disciple.