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Chapter 439 - 439 252 Blood Fist Breakthrough Blood Vulture Beak

Chapter 439: 252 Blood Fist Breakthrough: Blood Vulture Beak (4000)_1 Chapter 439: 252 Blood Fist Breakthrough: Blood Vulture Beak (4000)_1 Compared to Casio’s still novice Southern Dipper Fist, Feng Liusi’s application of Deathfang Power is evidently more terrifying. The specialized force emanating from the ten fingers he directs and orchestrates is neither too much nor too little.

It is precisely enough to entirely dissect his opponent.

His fingers like a butcher’s skinning knife, dancing nonchalantly in the air. The members of the Blood Spirit Association are slaughtered and their flesh and skin are striped layer by layer, leaving only a pale skeleton and the thick black and red fresh blood stuck to the skeleton.

Even the source of their immortality, the Dead Blood body itself, shrinks in fear, curling up in the corner of the fallen skeleton.

As if in fear of the remaining force in the other parts of the skeleton.

With a bust of dull thuds, a bloody silhouette dove down from above at extreme speed, his hands spread out like a fierce bird’s wings cutting through the air, leaving two red streaks behind. The wooden chairs in the the spectator seats were ripped apart in his destructive path, leaving a shattered tunnel behind. Inside the tunnel lay three or four torn bodies.

At the end of the tunnel, on the tip of the first row of spectator seats stood Feng Liusi. He appeared extraordinarily tall.

He held up a “servant” like a dead dog with one hand…

His eyes were bloodshot, radiating a distinct aura previously absent, confidence, arrogance, and madness.

The suppressed South Dipper Red Vulture Fist of three years was unleashed today, with his blood-soaked hands slightly trembling. As though cheering in excitement at tasting the flavor of life fading away again.

That tingling feeling of resonance gradually spread all over his body, as if his vertebrae had also become numb. Feng Liusi’s heart thumped in his chest, feeling a wave of warmth circling within his body, that was the taste of his youth’s vitality.

“Ahh…”

Sharp, knife-like forces of energy penetrated his skull from the palm of his hand, shattering the fragile brain in an instant. Tearing through his flesh and blood, his veins and arteries were instantly shattered, turned into fragments.

That member of the Blood Spirit Association trembled and staggered like a pendulum. The endless flow of blood was seeping out of his seven orifices.

Finally, with a jolt, his two eyeballs dropped out of the socket.

After several pats on the ground, it bounced impressively.

Feng Liusi casually threw it away, shattering a wooden chair. According to his experience and feelings from the decades practicing the South Dipper Red Vulture Fist, Feng Liusi understood that he was about to breakthrough.

This was a sensation he hadn’t felt in a long time, the last time was four years ago. As his Essence, Qi, and Spirit gradually declined, Feng Liusi’s formerly promising Boxing Method realm also sank due to this burden.

Being stuck at the forty acupuncture points for a long time without any breakthrough.

Staying bottlenecked, was not because Feng Liusi’s talent had reached its limit, but because he was introduced to the South Dipper Red Vulture Fist too late, he was fast approaching being old from his middle age. Relying on the last essence of his physique’s peak period to reach this stage, Feng Liusi can be considered a late-blooming genius. What he lost to was not himself, but time. Aging is inevitable….

But now, with the advent of Casio, Feng Liusi’s physical condition has been rewound by several decades. Once again being in the theoretical peak period of a human’s physical fitness, this provides another firm foundation for the South Dipper Red Vulture Fist, breaking through is a matter of course.

Forty acupuncture points, to forty-one acupuncture points?

No! The revived South Dipper Red Vulture Fist tells Feng Liusi, with four years of accumulation, and three years of Deviation experiences.

It should suffice for him to attain at least forty-four acupuncture points, that is, leap from the fourth stage of Deathfang Power to the fifth stage!

However, it will take some time to adapt to the progression.

Upon reaching there, the Deathfang Power will undergo another purification transformation.

Feng Liusi’s old heart surged unusually. All forty acupuncture points, tion throughout his body were flickering like stars, each resonating with the next.

With every inhalation and exhalation they emanated a bizarre red light.

Building upon that inspiration, his bloody hands performed a slight dance in the air, leaving vapor-like red trails behind. As the bloody arcs multiplied, it ended up resembling a bird’s beak. Feng Liusi suddenly froze his arm, his left arm crossing his chest, leaning against his right forearm. His right arm forward, the palm forming the shape of a beak.

Taking on a peculiar muscular exertion posture, no one knowing what to make of it, but they could sense a strong vicious aura emanating from him.

Despite being in embryonic form, it was still incredibly bloody.

The forty acupuncture points flickered in succession, like they were charging up. Red lights darted beneath his skin, converging on his right palm.

After the blink of an eye, his five fingers came together, the wrist raised the palm appeared so bloody it looked as if it had been painted red.

Like a grotesquely made-up Blood Beak Vulture.

“This is…”

Upon seeing this scene, Casio nearby also decided to cease his experiment. He lunged forward abruptly and dashed into the crowd.

Like a tank, completely crushing and blowing away all limbs.

Then, with a step forward, the whole person sprung up like a spring. After two leaps over the seats in the audience area, his feet firmly landed on the metal wire on the edge of the arena, he looked down.

Feng Liusi drew in a breath, his eyes tightly shut. His pores all over his body opening and closing, releasing the red vapor, like strands of hazy ribbon, back and forth. His hands in that strange posture were shaking slightly, as though they were in an excellent state.

“What’s happening?”

Sheng Feinan also walked over, with big strides.

“The inspiration hit him, no, more than that, a breakthrough in his realm…”