Dominating Martial King
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571: Chapter 277: Blood Identification (Please Subscribe) 571: Chapter 277: Blood Identification (Please Subscribe) Just as Chu Yunyun launched an assassination attempt on Ma Tai, “Great Black Sky” Rijialuo was rapidly darting through the black fog, heading towards a region where thick smoke billowed forth.

Just a few breaths earlier, Rijialuo was on his way to evacuate to the north.

Although the assassination attempt against Chu Xisheng and Chu Ming had failed, they had managed to probe part of Chu Ming’s foundation.

This woman had demonstrated the “Iron Revenge Mirror Armor” of Eighth Rank in front of a large audience.

The Iron Revenge Mirror Armor is an auxiliary ability of the Vengeful Bloodline.

That is to say, this woman must possess the “Vengeful Bloodline” of the Eighth Rank!

It can also be confirmed that the Formless Divine Sect has indeed found the “Blood Vengeance Saint Chosen” without any doubt.

He was now able to report back to the Sect and those few people behind him.

However, while “Great Black Sky” Rijialuo was retreating, he noticed that the smoke near the Pingtian Ship had started to thicken again, even obscuring the ground.

There was another powerful smoke source nearby, the released smoke possessing a strong ability to conceal, blocking the Five Senses and sealing Spiritual Sense, yet it was extremely similar to the black smoke he had released.

Rijialuo was quite surprised, so he turned around and decided to come over and see what was happening.

He had already locked onto a vague aura in the smoke and was rapidly approaching it.

If his senses were not mistaken, that should be the source of the nearby black smoke!

Just as he was about to reach within a hundred zhang from that person, about to glimpse the person’s true face, he saw a giant balance manifesting in front of him!

“Pingtian Sword?

Sanping Hermit?”

Rijialuo felt his cultivation rapidly waning and his expression changed slightly, “Damn it!”

He believed the Pingtian Sword was one of the most disgusting Martial Arts in this world.

This “Holy Transmission” level Martial Arts contained a complete “Heavenly Rules”.

Those who practiced this method not only could use the Pingtian Sword to reduce others’ cultivation, forcefully bringing both parties’ cultivation and combat power to the same level.

At a higher level of proficiency, it could even invert the strong and the weak.

The sixth generation Sect Master of the Formless Divine Sect used this method to execute a giant god.

That super-grade divine being was actually beaten down and suppressed to First-grade cultivation, while the sixth generation Sect Master himself was elevated above the super-grade!

“Great Black Sky” Rijialuo did not hesitate, eight arms suddenly appeared behind him, each holding a Fist Seal and bombarding towards the direction of that balance.

Every punch of his contained immense Fist Gang, exhausting all of Rijialuo’s strength and elevating his “Impermanence Fist Intent” to the extreme.

Gathering and dispersing unpredictably!

Union and separation decreed by heaven!

Zong Sanping’s cultivation had not truly stepped into the Third Grade, his Divine Soul was insufficient, and the Pingtian Sword Intent was not very stable, only by strengthening Martial Intent to counteract, could the effect and power of the “Pingtian Sword” be greatly reduced.

But the next moment, over two hundred sword qi wrapped in boundless Thunder, bombarded towards him.

“Shenxiao Thunder Sword Qi!”

“Great Black Sky” Rijialuo narrowed his eyes slightly.

The enhancement effect the Pingtian Treasure Ship had on Zong Sanping was too strong.

Even at a distance of more than ten thousand zhang from the Pingtian Ship, it still enabled him to have Third Grade cultivation.

This was precisely why Rijialuo did not wish to approach the Pingtian Treasure Ship.

Even if his cultivation was as strong as the Second Grade, once he approached that Treasure Ship, he would still suffer a bit.

Rijialuo moved his eight arms, clapping and striking like a wild tornado, shattering each of the Shenxiao Thunder Sword Qi.

His expression, however, grew slightly grim, feeling a drilling pain in the joints of his eight massive hands.

The other party’s Shenxiao Thunder Sword Qi was extremely sharp, the burst of Thunder Power directly shattering his Gang Qi.

Nevertheless, Rijialuo managed to disperse all the “Shenxiao Thunder Sword Qi” in less than a breath, and at the same time, shattered the massive balance in front of him.

At this moment, Rijialuo’s Divine Thought once again locked onto the vague spiritual mechanism in front of him.

“What comes around goes around!

Zong Sanping, take my punch too.”

His eight arms tightly clenched, his muscles bulging outwards, his figure suddenly swelled, shooting up more than a hundred zhang in height in the blink of an eye, his eight sky-supporting hands furiously bombarding the location of that spiritual mechanism.

At the same time, he saw another giant golden balance manifesting ahead.

There was another majestic Sword Qi entwined with nine giant thunder dragons, a hundred zhang long, sweeping toward him.

Boom!

As the two clashed, the surrounding area for miles shook and trembled, a small mushroom cloud rising into the sky, reaching up three hundred zhang high.

However, that smoke and fog were immediately scattered by more Gang Qi and shockwaves.

Rijialuo stepped back two hundred zhang before he steadied himself on the ground, looking at the tall figure floating in the distance, his eyes narrowing slightly: “Zong Sanping!”

Indeed, the person who appeared before him was Sanping Hermit, the “Pingtian Holy Transmission” of the Formless Divine Sect.

“Great Black Sky?” Zong Sanping also snorted coldly, “So it was you playing tricks.

What’s the meaning of spreading smoke here?”

He had sensed that something was amiss here.

Great Black Sky had not only failed to retreat but instead ran under the Pingtian Ship releasing black smoke, probably with some ulterior motive.

Thus, taking a risk, he left the ship and came over to check.

As expected, he ran into Great Black Sky in the black fog.

At the same time, a sense of doubt arose in his heart, feeling that something was off.

But no matter what was wrong, he couldn’t figure it out.

Zong Sanping didn’t think too much about it; these Demon Cultivators acted strangely, their minds refined by Devil Techniques, and couldn’t be gauged by common sense.

“Great Black Sky” Rijialuo, however, looked around with a cold and stern demeanor.

Zong Sanping had indeed found the wrong person.