BookMe Chapter 1164: Blood River Arena
Chapter 1164: Blood River Arena
In the Blood River Arena, the Corpse Demon Saint stood in the center of the ring, his body wrapped in rotten corpse qi, his entire body covered in white bone armor, and a faint green soul fire dancing in his eye sockets.
He raised his hand and pointed directly at a person in the audience, his voice hoarse like the friction of metal - "Demon Saint! That day you borrowed the power of the evil star to kill me, do you dare to fight me openly today?!"
Around the arena, the remaining five contestants all looked at Qin Yu. Some sneered, some were amused, and some were ready to make a move - if Qin Yu avoided the fight, they would not mind taking the opportunity to step on him.
Qin Yu was originally sitting cross-legged on the bone boat, closing his eyes and regulating his breathing. At this moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and a hint of coldness flashed in his dark golden pupils.
"A defeated general, are you worthy of shouting?" He stood up and leaped, his black robe fluttering as he landed on the ring. The Wild Dragon Sword slid silently into his palm.
Qin Yu stood on the stage, the Wild Dragon Sword in his hand glowing with a dark golden cold light, and the blade was wrapped with the ancient evil spirit. Although it was not as mysterious as the Samsara Ruler, it was purer and more domineering, and it would not reveal his ethnic identity.
On the other side, the corpse demon saint was filled with a rotting aura, and a bone blade extended from between his finger bones, flashing a dark green poisonous light.
He grinned, revealing his sharp white fangs: "Without the blessing of the evil star, what are you?"
Before he finished his words, the Corpse Demon Saint suddenly jumped up, and the bone blades stabbed at him like a rainstorm!
Qin Yu blocked with his sword, and the blade collided with the bone blade, sparks flew
The power of the Corpse Demon Saint was so great that every blow made Qin Yu's arm numb. The blade was stained with corrosive corpse poison, and the blade made a "chi chi" sound.
"Your sword won't last long!" The Corpse Demon Saint laughed grimly.
Qin Yu said nothing, and suddenly lowered his body. He swept his blade across the ground, forcing the Corpse Demon Saint to leap back.
But the opponent reacted very quickly. The moment he landed, he kicked his feet and the bone blade pierced Qin Yu's throat like a poisonous snake!
Qin Yu dodged sideways, raised the blade, and barely blocked the attack, but the blade still cut his cheek, and a trickle of blood flowed out.
The attack of the Corpse Demon Saint became more and more violent. As the bone blade was swung, a bone cage was formed, trapping Qin Yu inside.
"You can't escape!"
Qin Yu's eyes darkened, and suddenly his sword changed. He no longer fought hard, but used his ingenuity to break through the opponent's strength.
His steps were treacherous, and his figure shuttled between the gaps of the bone blades like a swimming dragon. The Wild Dragon Sword no longer collided with the opponent head-on, but focused on the joints and weak points.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
The blade precisely struck the joint of the corpse demon's armor. Although it failed to break the defense, it made his movements pause slightly.
The Corpse Demon Saint was extremely angry and suddenly opened his mouth to spit out a stream of poisonous corpse gas. Qin Yu was prepared. He turned the blade and used the blade as a shield, using the force to retreat. At the same time, his left hand had already secretly accumulated a ball of thunder - the power of thunder is a powerful weapon to restrain corpse gas!
"Boom!" Lightning exploded, and the Corpse Demon Saint was knocked back several steps, with tiny cracks appearing on his bone armor.
The Corpse Demon Saint was completely furious. The magic patterns on his bone armor lit up, and corpse energy boiled all over his body. A huge corpse demon phantom actually condensed behind him!
"Go to hell!" He slashed with both blades, and the phantom of the corpse demon pounced on him. This blow was enough to tear an ordinary realm king into pieces!
Qin Yu took a deep breath, and the evil spirit on the Wild Dragon Sword suddenly burst out. He did not retreat, but rushed forward!
At the moment when the corpse demon's phantom was about to devour him, Qin Yu's body suddenly bent, and the blade passed by the bone blade, sparks flying everywhere.
The Corpse Demon Saint's attack was too late to return to defense, but Qin Yu's sword suddenly accelerated at this moment - "Nine Heavens Stars!"
The blade, carrying the power of the stars plundered from between heaven and earth, accurately pierced into the only gap in the bone armor of the Corpse Demon Saint - the third cervical vertebra!
"Crack!" The bone armor cracked, and the body of the Corpse Demon Saint froze. He looked down in disbelief at the blade that pierced his throat.
"How could you..."
Qin Yu drew his sword and retreated, saying calmly: "Your bone armor will loosen every time you attack - this is the moment I've been waiting for."
The Corpse Demon Saint wanted to fight again, but the rules of the arena had already ruled him defeated. With a flash of blood, he was teleported to the Blood River to be punished!
Seeing his opponent disappear in a streak of white light, Qin Yu panted and leaned on the Wild Dragon Sword. He had just fought a battle that consumed a lot of energy, and he had to guard against the opponent's corpse qi all the time.
When the figure of the Corpse Demon Saint was swallowed by the blood river, the entire arena fell into a brief silence.
Suddenly, a suffocating sense of oppression spread from the edge of the ring.
Another Holy Son of the Imperial Palace, Xuan Yan, who was watching the match from below, looked at Qin Yu on the stage and squinted his eyes: "He won, but it was too forced."
After hearing Xuan Yan's words, Qin Yu just smiled and said, "You, come up and try."
Xuan Yan also chuckled and shook his head, saying: "I will wait for you to recover, otherwise you will not accept the loss."
Qin Yu showed his white teeth: "No need, I won't lose"
Xuan Yan sneered, "Demon Saint, your performance... should end now."
A deep voice sounded, and a slender figure slowly stepped onto the stage.
The Holy Son of Xuanyan was wearing a dark purple robe with nine ferocious dragon heads embroidered on it. Each dragon head seemed to be roaring silently.
A blood-red vertical mark flickered slightly between his eyebrows. It was the mark of the strongest among the Holy Sons of the Imperial Palace - the mark of the "Nine Nightmare Demon Pupils".
Xuanyan Saint, a terrifying existence ranked in the top three among the thirty-six Saints of the Imperial Palace! He once suppressed the joint siege of three Realm Kings who had reached Great Perfection with his own strength. In the Saint Son Ranking Battle within the Imperial Palace, he has not been defeated for a million years!
The two stood on either side of the ring, their eyes met and the world became dark.
Xuan Yan didn't waste any words and just raised his hand and pressed it - "Boom!"
The entire arena suddenly twisted, and nine dark dragon shadows emerged from the void, surrounding Qin Yu.
Different horrific scenes were reflected in the eyes of each demon dragon: mountains of corpses and seas of blood, annihilation of souls, and eternal damnation...
The first nightmare—no body left!
Qin Yu's feet suddenly turned into an endless abyss of bones. Countless bony hands tore at his legs, trying to drag him into eternal sleep.
"Illusion?" Qin Yu swept his wild dragon sword across, breaking the bone hand, but when the blade passed through the shadow of the magic dragon, it was as if it hit nothingness - these nightmares could not be broken by physical attacks!
The Second Nightmare - Burning of the Soul
A vertical mark lit up between Xuan Yan's eyebrows, and Qin Yu felt as if his sea of consciousness was pierced by thousands of steel needles, and the pain made his eyes go black.
"Ugh..." He groaned, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and knelt on one knee
The spectators were in an uproar!
"Suppressed Qin Yu with just one move?!"
"Xuan Yan's Nine Nightmare Demonic Pupils... are truly invincible!"
Just when everyone thought that Qin Yu was bound to lose, he suddenly closed his eyes and gave up resisting completely!
"Have you given up?" Xuan Yan sneered
But the next moment——
In the universe within Qin Yu's body, the long-dormant divine dream power began to beat!
"As for illusion, the strongest power in the Nine Heavens is with me!"
"Your nightmare can't trap me"
He suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of green light flashed in the depths of his pupils, invading Xuan Yan's nightmare world in the opposite direction.
"Crack!"
The first nightmare - shattered!
The second nightmare - shattered!
Xuan Yan's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly activated the third nightmare...