Chapter 352

Finally, it wrapped around his entire body, forming a steel battle armor that fused seamlessly with his skin.

Protecting all three blood-drenched spear holes on his body.

"Have you never thought about the risk of a life-and-death battle with me?"

"I am also a level 54 expert; so what if you are at the 5th-turn peak? You haven't exceeded me by a major realm, so I might not be unable to seriously injure you!" He panted, clearly having been seriously injured by Bu Chunfeng in the battle just now.

"Since you think you've got me, then I'll make you pay a huge price!"

Clearly, he was a 5th-turn armored warrior who had learned to turn his defensive gear into armor to fight; his own body was the weapon.

"Even if I die, I'll die standing!"

He roared and rushed toward Bu Chunfeng; the armor on his body actually emitted red light, and his body kept swelling.

Su Ming immediately recognized this move.

It was... self-detonation!

Using life as the price to cause skill damage exceeding several minor realms of one's own.

Watching this scene, Bu Chunfeng's eyes were slightly shocked; he suddenly gripped his spear and rotated, forming a silver spear curtain, wind swirls flowing, and vaguely a phantom air dragon coiled in front of him.

Boom!!!

That person's flesh and blood exploded, turning into red light that submerged the surrounding ten-meter range.

Unfortunately, he still failed to kill Bu Chunfeng.

The difference in realm between the two was too great, and when he self-detonated, his state was very weak.

However, although Bu Chunfeng didn't die, he didn't feel good either.

A hysterical, mutually destructive strike from a 5th-turn before death, even for a 5th-turn peak expert, could not be endured without injury.

Bu Chunfeng suffered the opponent's self-detonation attack, suddenly retreated a few steps, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his injuries were not light, but fortunately, he didn't fall.

Bu Chunfeng's profession focused most on offense, with few defensive skills, so he couldn't block it.

But he was, after all, a 5th-turn peak powerhouse; although he had some injuries, he didn't damage his origin, only losing more than 30% of his health.

Now, he still had more than half of his health.

After the opponent died, the purple token at Bu Chunfeng's waist trembled violently; clearly, the bounty mission had been completed.

As one of the most famous bounty hunters, he did things very professionally; after looting the opponent's equipment, Bu Chunfeng was preparing to leave.

Whoosh!!

In an instant, an eerie aura mixed with holiness in the midst of bloodiness rushed out from behind a wall in front.

Afterimages continued, heading straight for Bu Chunfeng!

That figure was thin, wearing a blood robe, with a phantom of a ghost Buddha behind him; he smashed out a palm, the momentum was huge!

Bu Chunfeng's eyes were cold; he didn't expect anyone to be ambushing him.

He turned and blocked with his spear, performing a move of Returning Dragon Spear, stabbing out with one strike.

Pfft!

A scale-pattern phantom flashed out, and the wind raised by the tip of the long spear turned into a blade, lengthening the attack distance of this strike.

This was precisely one of the affix effects of the Blue-Silver Dragon-Patterned Spear, Piercing Cloud Blade.

His reaction speed was too fast; the opponent's strike failed to hit his body, but instead was forced to retreat and withdraw.

The blood-robed monk landed, holding his hands in front of his chest, pinching into a Buddha seal, with faint killing intent between his brows.

He was thin but very tall, a full 1.9 meters, wearing a blood-colored cassock and carrying a long staff on his back.

Seeing his appearance clearly, Su Ming's eyes flickered immediately.

This person... was precisely Cao Sha, who had finally appeared!

"Who are you?" Bu Chunfeng asked, holding his spear diagonally behind him, his posture straight and majestic.

Cao Sha had a violent expression, but there was a bit of compassion in his eyes, looking extremely strange.

He looked at Bu Chunfeng and said sternly.

"I am a secular monk; who I am is not important, you only need to know that I have come to take your life."

He was only level 58, his strength far inferior to Bu Chunfeng, who was already a top-tier 5th-turn peak expert.

Therefore, he chose to appear and fight only after Bu Chunfeng had been seriously injured by the opponent and both were defeated, so that he would have a chance of winning.

"You... aren't you the personal guard of that young master of the Zhang family?" Bu Chunfeng looked at Cao Sha's blood robe, frowned slightly, and recognized him.

"Bu has always been low-key and non-competitive, and has never had friction with the Zhang family; why target me?" Bu Chunfeng asked with a frown.

If it were normal times, he would have attacked with thunderous force, without half a word of nonsense.

But the other party was the Zhang family; he had to be calm.

Bu Chunfeng himself was not afraid, but if his daughter were implicated, he would go crazy.

Cao Sha didn't lie either and explained.

"After Young Master Zhang Tang died, if this monk returned to the family, I would be executed immediately."

"So... I defected, and now the Zhang family has no connection with this monk."

As he spoke, the blood cassock draped over his body floated up, and countless scarlet blood flowed out from it, turning into a phantom of a great Buddha, condensing and covering Cao Sha's body.

Suddenly, his originally thin and withered body became burly, turning into a muscular man!

His whole body was covered in glowing blood-colored tattoos, on which several war Buddhas were depicted.

Bu Chunfeng, upon hearing this, was shocked in his heart.

"Zhang Tang is dead?!"

How could the eldest young master of the Zhang family die?

This was big news.

But then he calmed down, because the authenticity of this matter remained to be verified.

"I heard that the Zhang family controls you outsiders by implanting parasites in your brains; how did you break free?" Bu Chunfeng asked with cold eyes.

The killing intent around Cao Sha was majestic, and the pressure spread.

He opened his mouth and smiled slightly, inadvertently revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

Smoking, drinking, and eating meat—this was the secular monk he spoke of; he might not have even learned a single sentence of Buddhist scripture.

But his profession was there; as long as he comprehended skills, he could automatically comprehend the power of Buddhist blessings.