The original Heavenly Wind True Force miraculously reached a new level and the instant the palm was thrust out, one could almost see the azure flame burning everything in its path.
Baaaam-----
The purple flame in the Silver Striped Blood Corpses’ palm only lasted half a breath before it was extinguished!
Teng! Teng! Teng!
The Corpse retreated step by step and stared at the azure blood circulating Zhao Feng with shock and fear: “Blood of the Ancient… ”
Boom----
The azure flame suddenly exploded and it sent the corpse flying. The corpse smashed heavily into the wall, which caused it to tremble slightly.
Wah!
The Silver Striped Blood Corpse spat out a mouthful of blood due to both injuries as it looked at Zhao Feng in with a stunned expression: “Bloodline of the Ancient, azure eye… Which ancient race is he from? When did the Azure Continent have such pure ancient bloodline?”
Ancient Bloodline?
The azure blood around Zhao Feng’s body slowly went back inside his body.
“This power is called the Bloodline of the Ancient?”
Through his left eye, Zhao Feng could easily control this power and when it merged with the Burning Wind Stance and Heavenly Wind God Technique, it was terrifying.
Zhao Feng could confirm the move just then had severely injured the Silver Striped Blood Corpse.
All he needed to do now was conserve his strength.
“Ignorant youngster, it looks like you still don’t know anything about the treasure you have in your body. Bloodline of the Ancient is one of the strongest bloodlines.”
The Silver Striped Blood Corpse managed to pick itself up from the wall.
“Bloodline power… then why does the Clan only mention talent with ‘spiritual bodies’ and not ‘Bloodlines’?” Zhao Feng murmured with curiosity.
“Do you know how precious bloodlines are? Even the weakest, most trash bloodline is comparable to a Peak grade Spiritual Body and there’s virtually no way of measuring or testing for a bloodline before it’s awakened.” The Silver Striped Blood Corpse smiled mockingly.
No wonder.
Zhao Feng slowly circulated his True Force and his azure blood, getting ready to attack the corpse once again.
“Brat, stop! Even if you use your bloodline power, the most you can do is die with me.”
Decisiveness flashed in the Silver Striped Blood Corpses’ eyes.
If Zhao Feng really forced the corpse into a desperate situation, the latter might use unpredictable moves.
“You’re severely injured and you’re not as fast as me. If we fight bit by bit and waste both our energy, the chances of you dying is greater than mine. Furthermore, we are in the Broken Moon Clan’s territory.” Zhao Feng said calmly.
The Silver Striped Blood Corpse paused for a second before grinding its teeth. If Zhao Feng was to shamelessly waste his strength, he really might die.
“Brat, what do you want?” The Silver Striped Blood Corpse said angrily.
“Leave behind the ring on your hand and the contents of the bag.”
Zhao Feng’s left eye was as sharp as a knife as it could see all the secrets of the Corpse. He could determine which items were the most valuable in the cave.
“You can have everything else, but this ring is the identification object of a Protector. Even if you take it, the uses are limited and others will kill you for it.”
The Silver Striped Blood Corpse suppressed the anger in its heart. When was he forced into such a situation by an ant at the 1st Sky of the Ascended Realm? But thinking about it, the opponent had the bloodline of the Ancient and he was a lucky child of the Heavens, he would become a Prodigy later on.
This made the corpse feel slightly better.
Zhao Feng thought without absolute strength, he shouldn’t force the opponent too much. So he nodded his head in agreement.
Soon, the Silver Striped Blood Corpse took out a bag containing a few crystal blood coloured pills, a beast skin map and a broken blood coloured sword.
When the corpse handed out these items, unwillingness and hurt could be seen on its face.
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