Holy Fist
Chapter 817 - 366 Heavenly Dragon Host, Secret Hidden Profound Skill! (6.6k)_2

Chapter 817: 366 Heavenly Dragon Host, Secret Hidden Profound Skill! (6.6k)_2

"Tap tap tap!"

The figure enveloped in golden light, relentless in its advantage, sprinted again.

During his wild dash, he suddenly inhaled, his chest puffing up like a large umbrella fully expanded. Bai Xiao’s arms swelled visibly, veins like earthworms, muscles vibrating terrifyingly. The surging dragon-shaped Qi force condensed in an instant, transforming into a peak claw!

"Hiss!"

A claw strike like a meteor swung out, the edge of the hand appearing to carry a fiery glow.

"Boom!"

Crackling sounds!

The arms of the Inheritance Hall Master, resembling a pair of blood-colored scimitars, snapped and sprayed blood the moment they collided. The cross-sections were jagged, the two forearms spinning and flying away, the torn fascia and muscle shockingly horrifying.

"Bang!!!"

The claw of the Furious Dragon formed by the golden light tore through the thick Qi like weaving fabric, firmly striking the Inheritance Hall Master’s face! After an exaggerated loud sound, the head exploded, various debris shooting backward in a fan shape. Red and white matter scattered all over the ground.

Bai Xiao slowly withdrew his fist, and turned around directly.

"Zing!"

A flash of black light, slashing the headless corpse that refused to fall.

The next second, a thick strand of black smoke was absorbed by him.

Before his eyes, the prompt of the Four-dimensional Attributes’ growth quickly flashed.

[Your attribute "Will" +3.4!]

[Will: 179.8→183.2]

The Will attribute broke through one hundred and eighty, finally reaching the same level as Strength and Physique. Even the obsession of a Blood God Hall Master class had an effective consumption. Within a short time, Bai Xiao’s Will had already increased by over ten points.

"Continuous fighting has consumed a lot..."

"However, at the late stage of Senior Faction Master, my Qi can cover a radius of one hundred and ten meters, more than double that of a normal person. The consumption from the fighting just now might have been over half for an ordinary sect leader..."

"But for me, I am still in good condition."

His Qi circulated, still abundant, his body full of strength.

Bai Xiao’s gaze flickered, his icy stare seemingly pierced a distance of several hundred meters, seeing the battlefield on the other side. There, the three from the Candle Sect were exploding with power, quickly suppressing the three Blood God Hall Masters. Especially Jiao Ze, the Vice Sect Leader of the Eight Heavenly Dragon Style, was showing signs of almost resolving his opponent. Although each Hall Master of the Blood God Six Palaces was extremely formidable and existed in the Transformation Realm, they were ultimately dead objects, lacking the flexibility and adaptability of the living.

The only two tricky aspects.

Were the periodic limb regeneration.

And their large numbers.

However, because Lao Xiuxun, the Heavenly Water Sword, died at Bai Xiao’s hand, and the other three Blood God Deputy Hall Masters were led away. On the Candle Sect side, it was now three against three, naturally giving them the upper hand, slowly moving toward a resolution!

As long as one of the Blood God Hall Masters they were facing was quickly resolved, the balance would immediately break, ending the fight.

Seeing the situation before him, the Candle Sect was about to succeed.

However, how could Bai Xiao possibly let them achieve their wishes?

Lao Xiuxun’s attempt to sow discord failed and was instead eliminated by him. But this did not mean Bai Xiao would give up revenge.

"Returning the visit is only polite..."

"The price of Lao Xiuxun’s offense will be borne by you."

"Tap!"

He stomped down, the force released from his soles like a lit gunpowder barrel. With a loud boom, a cracked pit appeared on the ground, dark and deep, bubbling with black smoke. Amidst the falling debris, Bai Xiao leapt toward the three of the Candle Sect at an astonishing speed.

His pupils ignited with a fiery glow, illuminating instantly.

His whole Qi surged, accelerating a second time, forming a blurry expanding air mass behind him, causing a sonic boom. Bai Xiao adjusted his posture in mid-air from leaning forward to leaning back, turning so his strong feet faced the trio. His knees bent slightly, like springs storing power.

"Thump!"

A foot kicked out!

"Hmm!?"

The two from the Candle Sect, entangled with the Blood God Hall Master, noticed a powerful aura approaching swiftly and abruptly looked up, their pupils shrinking dramatically. They saw a pair of feet rapidly enlarging before their eyes.

"Boom!!!"

Vice Sect Leader Jiao Ze of the Eight Heavenly Dragon Style, who was about to strike the Blood God Hall Master, suddenly felt a fierce wind beside him. He instantly switched his attack to a defense stance, with extraordinarily smooth, unhesitating movements.

His arms suddenly braced, forming a stance as solid as if it were made of metal.

The next second.

"Bang!!!"

The invisible air turned tangible, the gusts visibly pushed aside in all directions, sweeping the entire street like a storm clearing away all dust and debris. In the middle, a semi-transparent cavity spanned nearly a hundred meters, faintly showing two overlapping figures.

It was Bai Xiao soaring through Jiao Ze like a meteor, crashing into the side’s Blood God Hall, demolishing large towering buildings with a thunderous crash.

The area was filled with billowing dust, fragmented stones flying about. Columns and rooftops fell with loud rumbling sounds like exploding detonations.

In place.

Yuan Jing of the Candle Sect stood stunned.

Like a statue, unmoving, her mouth slightly open, speechless.

Until two seconds later.

"Whoosh! Huff!"

The air currents violently pressed by Bai Xiao’s force, suddenly reversed direction. The fierce wind lifted by the swipe caused their robes to flutter audibly.