C69 Berserk dugu zhen

The moon hung high in the sky. Everything was quiet, and only the faint sound of breathing could be heard on the island.

Jian Shiyi waved his sword and pierced towards Xiong Zifeng and Dugu Zhen who were lying on the ground. Xiong Zifeng raised his hand and struck towards Mu Tu and the others, but unexpectedly, his injuries were too severe and his Qi was lacking, causing Dugu Zhen to fall halfway.

Jian Shiyi aimed a kick at Dugu Zhen and fiercely kicked him to the side. "Pu", Dugu Zhen's figure streaked across the sky, leaving behind a trail of blood as it dripped onto Xiong Zifeng's head.

"I'll kill you," Xiong Zifeng's eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth and took out a bottle of pills from his chest and drank it all.

After which, a layer of red mist rose from his body, as if his entire being was being steamed.

"xanthoxylum", Xiong Zifeng suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, then rushed towards Jian Shiyi as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

The explosion of his extreme yang caused his mind to momentarily lose all rationality, as though he was a young lad who was unceasingly bombarding Jian Shiyi with brute force.

Jian Shiyi instinctively used his yellow sand power and Diamond Force to protect himself, so for a moment, Jian Shiyi was unable to deal any damage to Xiong Zifeng. He could only use his movement techniques to increase the distance between him and Xiong Zifeng.

Gradually, the rate at which the blood qi on Xiong Zifeng's body evaporated slowed down. Jian Shiyi's arm also started to tremble, and traces of cracks also started to appear on the surface of the black iron sword.

After Mu Tu worriedly looked at Xiong Zifeng, he tried his best to calm himself down and recover. Wang Yuyan also tightly leaned against him, sat cross legged, and channeled the Wind Speaker's energy to slowly repair the wound on his abdomen.

As for the Dugu Zhen who had fallen to the ground, she was still in a coma. She was only lightly gasping for breath, letting others know that she was still alive.

Clear Moon Clear Wind woke up from his dream. Only when he swung his sword and fists did he know the way of the martial arts. Xiong Zifeng who had just woken up suddenly attacked Jian Shiyi's chest. When they got close to Jian Shiyi's black iron sword, the fist wind was split into two, one was blocked by the sword, and the other part of the fist wind struck fiercely at Jian Shiyi's abdomen, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood, flying backwards and smashing into the ground.

After that, Xiong Zifeng immediately dashed to Dugu Zhen's front and probed her pulse. He only saw that this girl's breath was extremely weak and cold, as though a strange cold Qi was gathering in her body.

Without thinking much, Xiong Zifeng hurriedly put Dugu Zhen in a meditative pose. With both hands on her back, he circulated the boiling True Yang energy in his body and slowly channeled the True Yang flame into Dugu Zhen's body.

It was unknown whether it was because of her physique or Dugu Zhen's cultivation technique, but as soon as the True Sun flames came into contact with Dugu Zhen's veins, a huge suction force came from her body, crazily devouring the True Sun flames on his body.

Gradually, the surface of Dugu Zhen's skin still turned red and hot, and the temperature of her entire body rose in a vain. The cold energy that was being transmitted from her body also unconsciously stimulated the Yellow Sand Mysterious Art of Nine Serenities in Xiong Zifeng's body to circulate around her.

Seeing that Xiong Zifeng and his face had slowly recovered its healthy color, and that Xiong Zifeng's Yellow Sand Mysterious Art of Nine Serenities was about to break through the speed limit of four dances, a "pu pi" sound was heard. It was unknown when Jian Shiyi arrived, but he fiercely stabbed the black iron sword into the left side of his back, and the tip of the sword was revealed from the left side of his chest.

The True Yang flame instantly stopped circulating, Jian Shiyi pulled out the black iron sword and kicked Xiong Zifeng to the ground, then he brandished the black iron sword and stabbed it into Xiong Zifeng's heart.

In that moment of crisis, Dugu Zhen suddenly opened his eyes, and with a wave of her hand, she spat out a hot flame palm that sealed the blood vessels on Xiong Zifeng's chest, causing blood to flow out. The red light from his eyes, combined with the bright moonlight, was extremely terrifying.

"I want you dead …" Dugu Zhen clasped his hands together, and gradually a ray of bright sunlight flowed out from her fingertips, she waved his hands, releasing the white light towards Jian Shiyi who had a sinister complexion and was covered with blood.

"Hmph …" "Arrogant, one sword attack coming from the east, sword Qi rainbow," Jian Shiyi threw the black iron sword out and thrusted it straight towards Dugu Zhen's abdomen. Unexpectedly, the black iron sword began to gradually shatter the moment it came into contact with Dugu Zhen's white light, and when it was right in front of Dugu Zhen, all that was left was a bare sword hilt, which then fell to the ground with a "pa da" sound.

Seeing that Dugu Zhen was approaching aggressively, Jian Shiyi wanted to repeat the same trick again. She picked up a wooden stick from the ground and was ready to block Dugu Zhen's attack.

Who knew that this Dugu Zhen did not care about anything at all? With a flash of white light, the wooden stick in Jian Shiyi's hand was sliced into two.

Without his weapon, Jian Shiyi's fighting strength was greatly reduced, and this Dugu Zhen did not hold back at all, the moment he attacked, he immediately stopped, and in a moment's time, Jian Shiyi was pushed into a corner.

There was nothing Jian Shiyi could do but to give his energy to his right arm and use it as a sword, rushing towards Dugu Zhen with the intention to put him to death. Unexpectedly, Dugu Zhen's hands suddenly moved, the surrounding moonlight suddenly decreased, and the entire world seemed to darken.

With a ripping sound, Jian Shiyi's entire right arm was torn off by Dugu Zhen, the black flame power in his palms instantly scorched his body and stopped his bleeding. Following that, she also cut off his left arm.

By the time the miserable wails stopped, Jian Shiyi was no longer in his human form. The broken limbs and flesh around him, as well as his fearsome head that couldn't rest in peace, all of them sent him into a deep state of terror.

When Dugu Zhen reached Xiong Zifeng's side, she saw that her aura had stabilized and the blood-red color in her eyes had slowly faded. In the blink of an eye, she fell into a deep sleep on Xiong Zifeng's body.

At this moment, Mu Tu and Wang Yuyan slightly felt a chill in their hearts. They watched Jian Shiyi turning from a single person into a pile of dregs.

The charred ground was dyed red, compared to the exploding effect of the Mareth, Wang Yuyan suddenly felt that it was better for him to just die from the explosion, at least she would not suffer such torture.

"I will have nightmares," Wang Yuyan said, trembling as she watched Mu Tu pick up a Mystical Void Iron Key from the pile of meat and wiped it with a few steps.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Mu Tu wiped away his hands, then tightly embraced Wang Yuyan's shivering body, and said with great effort to suppress the fear in her heart.

"Let's go …" Only after waiting for a while did Wang Yuyan's mood calm down. Mu Tu patted her shoulder and said softly.

"Mm …" Wang Yuyan nodded, the stench of blood on her nose made her feel nauseous, she did not want to stay here for even a moment longer.

Thus, the two of them carried the sleeping wounded on each of their backs and moved them to the place where they had disembarked from the boat. Mu Tu let out a light hiss, and a boat slowly dove down from the water...