C473 Wave Sword Technique

Cang Wu's eyes shone with a blood-red light, sweeping across Chen Tianming and Patrick. He said in a cold tone, "All of you will die!" After he finished speaking, both of his arms exploded at the same time. His arms instantly became covered with a blood-like fire. Behind him... A strange gigantic totem quietly appeared. Then, the fierce flames on his arms suddenly burst out with a strong bloody light. It merged with the light that was released by his body. At this moment, if one looked at it from the outside... Cang Wu had completely lost his human form, just like a slaughter asura that came out of hell.

A deep roar came from Cang Wu's body. It was not from his mouth, but from the brutal aura that was suddenly released from his body.

The color of the sky was almost completely covered by the brutal cloud, and Cang Wu's body disappeared at the same time. He was like a ghost. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Patrick. With a ghostly speed, Cang Wu rammed his shoulder toward Patrick. The spike on his shoulder suddenly burst out with a blood-red light, then he took a step forward and attacked.

Judging from his strength, Patrick was obviously weaker than Cang Wu. However, at this moment, Patrick had also displayed the demeanor of the number one expert in the Holy See. Although Cang Wu's strength was formidable, he had defeated Patrick, but... One should know that the Holy Power of the Church was also the bane of all evil. Especially for someone like Cang Wu who had turned into a devil, the Holy Power that Patrick released could suppress his opponent. It was also because of this that... Cang Wu chose Patrick as his first target. In his opinion, as long as Patrick, the only one who could restrain himself, died, the remaining Chen Tianming wouldn't have any fear.

Although there was a huge difference in strength between Patrick and Cang Wu, when he saw Cang Wu approaching him, the ruthless flame on his opponent's body was suppressed by the Holy Power he released. He immediately understood the crux of the matter, and his slightly absent-minded mind instantly became focused.

Patrick's body was tightly wrapped by the two layers of gold and silver Holy Power, and his muscles suddenly swelled up. It was a full three times bigger, and the originally wide white-gold robe was actually completely propped up by the bulging muscles. Blue veins were like small snakes coiling on the back of his exposed hand. The terrifying gold-silver light symbolized the Holy Power and suddenly exploded. A circular gold and silver shockwave exploded.

Under the influence of the gold and silver light, the violent cloud in the sky was stirred up.

Boom! In Chen Tianming's eyes, a ball of red light collided with an arc of gold and silver light. A strong explosive force spread out from the two of them with a water circle at the center.

Although Patrick was weaker in terms of strength, the suppressive effect of his Holy Power on Cang Wu quickly made up for the slight disadvantage of his strength.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Two strange sounds burst out from the center of the water circle at the same time. Immediately after, the ball of light that was wrapped in gold and silver retreated.

At this moment, Chen Tianming had also seen everything clearly. Although Patrick's Holy Power had a suppressive effect on Cang Wu, he was still able to see everything clearly. The gap in strength still caused Patrick to lose by a notch. It also allowed Cang Wu to gain the upper hand in this unpredictable collision. But Chen Tianming was sure of it. Although Patrick had lost a level, it was only a level. Even though Cang Wu had the upper hand, he still didn't feel good about it.

Chen Tianming's eyes focused, and his body flashed out. The smoke in his hand danced like a waterfall. Since he could tell that Cang Wu wasn't feeling well... Chen Tianming was definitely a man who was good at seizing opportunities.

Chen Tianming also used his Sword Arts. Layers of fine mercury-like patterns covered the sword body, and even circles of ripples appeared in front of Chen Tianming, causing him to be in a trance.

Ding, ding, ding, ding...

The smoke produced a series of sword clangs in Chen Tianming's hand, like the sound of pearls and jade falling into a plate. Circles of mercury-like ripples, accompanied by a deep blue light, forcefully squeezed out a large space in the sky of Savage Blood Burning Heaven.

Sword Arts: Billowing Wave

This sword skill was the famous Sword Arts that Master Yun Meng had made during his adventures in cultivation realm. It had accompanied Master Yun Meng for more than half of his life. When he created this Sword Arts,master Yun Meng was regarded as a peerless genius that only appeared once every ten thousand years in cultivation realm.

Although Chen Tianming had taken advantage of the situation, he didn't need to create it himself. However, he now had another level of understanding about this technique. That was his own understanding.

Only those who had broken through to the Nascent Infant Stage could use the Sword Arts. Although it was only Chen Tianming's first time using it, he could clearly feel the explosive force contained within it.

The Billowing Sword Arts had accompanied Master Yun Meng for more than half of his life in cultivation realm. During this period of time,master Yun Meng had been perfecting the Sword Arts that he had created. Until now, when Chen Tianming used it, the Sword Arts that only Nascent Infant Stage warriors could use showed a terrifying side.

At this moment, the smoke was like an extension of Chen Tianming's right hand. It was not only the feeling of water being melted, but also the majestic feeling of the ocean from the Billowing Sword Arts. The continuous feeling was like it kept washing over his body until it reached his Nascent Infant.

Layers upon layers of waterfalls were like tidal waves that were stacked on top of each other. The huge water curtain was like a water wall that was covered from the ground as it smashed towards the ruthless red wasp.

The overlapping force of the waves, coupled with the continuous continuation, caused the red wasp to lose its balance. In addition to the softness of the water, the three forces were mixed together. This doubled the toughness of the Sword Arts, and according to Chen Tianming's understanding, on the basis of the Billowing Wave, he had added his own special characteristics. He used the Nascent Infant in his lower dantian to merge the power of the water into the Sword Arts. This had improved the Billowing Waves Sword Arts a step further.

At this moment, the Billowing Sword Arts was mixed with the power of the Yin element. It was as if the surging waves were not formed by the power of the Nascent Infant, but pieces of cold liquid that was close to absolute zero degree Celsius.

Cang Wu could naturally see how powerful Chen Tianming's attack was. The ruthless blood in his eyes was not only deeper but also more profound. His blood scales, which were full of reverse blades, exploded all of a sudden. A layer of blood screen that looked like a flying blade quickly merged into the brutal red light that was attacking Patrick.

The red light suddenly became brighter, and its power was even stronger than before.

Seeing that Patrick was about to die, even he was sighing in his heart that he had gone too far with the tiger. Although he was unwilling to accept it, the feeling of being unable to resist made this high and mighty figure in the west close his eyes.

Chen Tianming was also very anxious at this scene. Although he was using his full strength, it seemed like he was still a little bit away.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

A series of blood mist quietly penetrated Patrick's body. At this moment, Chen Tianming's wave had arrived.

The red light and blue light covered the sky with strange colors.

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

The overlapping force of the Wave Wave collided violently with the bloody red light. It was like rolling thunder, and the violent rumbling continued to explode in the air. Countless specks of light scattered in all directions, and it was extremely dazzling.

In midair, Chen Tianming's eyes were locked onto Patrick's body. Suddenly, his entire body was engulfed in a three-colored radiance, and his eyes were filled with coldness.

Patrick couldn't die. If he died, not only would he have no chance at all, even the cultivation realm would be destroyed.

Right now, the only one who could fight against this unknown enemy was Patrick. Although Su Ling had also broken through to the Nascent Infant Stage, she had only just broken through. After all, she hadn't matured yet, and hadn't stabilized her realm yet. The Core hadn't completely transformed into a Nascent Infant yet.

With a cold howl, the smoke in Chen Tianming's hand was raised high into the air. A hazy stream of mercury pierced into the sky, and it was the Lanmeng. A loud and clear phoenix cry was heard. The Lanmeng's huge body was like a golden shadow, and it suddenly appeared in front of Patrick.

A series of huge collisions caused chaotic energy to flow in all directions. The Lanmeng was like a huge mountain that stood in the middle, separating the two of them, blocking the chaotic and violent turbulence for Patrick.

Although Chen Tianming's rescue was timely, it was still too late. Although Patrick had dodged most of the violent red light, his body was still penetrated by the dozens of red lights that came before him. The bright yellow Sect Sovereign Robe on his body had been completely covered with blood.

Currently, Patrick's face was as pale as a sheet of paper. Although he was still controlling his body to stand proudly in the void, no one could tell that he was no longer capable of fighting.

Even Chen Tianming couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw how seriously injured and stubborn Patrick was.

Although both of them were evenly matched in the collision with Cang Wu, after losing Patrick's combat strength, Chen Tianming's strength had become very weak.

Putting aside the fact that Cang Wu was not weaker than him, the man who had been standing in the distance and had never made a move since the beginning was like a thorn in Chen Tianming's heart.

"Is there no more chance?" Chen Tianming took a deep breath. Facing such a situation, he couldn't help but feel powerless.

Patrick, who was on the verge of collapse, had a face as white as a sheet of paper. His originally dignified robe was no longer stained with blood.

Patrick coughed violently twice. He covered his mouth with his palm and there were traces of blood on it. He smiled bitterly. Patrick smiled sadly, "I didn't think that... the heavens would do this to people." He shook his head and looked at Chen Tianming. He said faintly, "Chen,i can feel the sacred power in your body. Although he didn't know why it was like this, it seemed like... I don't have the ability to continue fighting. I might die in the next moment. This... is the Holy Artifact of our Church, the Glorious Cross. I've never begged anyone before, but I beg you this once. I hope you can help me hand this Glorious Cross over to Abrodi of our Church. He is the most qualified person to rule the Church. He is also the person closest to my strength. Please!" Patrick handed over the gold and silver key that had been torn apart to Chen Tianming.

Chen Tianming took a deep look at Patrick and took it without any pretense. He could tell that Patrick was about to run out of fuel.

Patrick seemed to have finally breathed a sigh of relief. A trace of redness appeared on his face as if he had just returned to life. He nodded at Chen Tianming, and a glaring light ball burst out from his body like a raging flame.

The huge heat made Chen Tianming feel a burning sensation. He unconsciously took a few steps back. Looking at Patrick who was like a ball of platinum flame from afar, he suddenly felt that something was not right. It was too late to stop him.