Chapter 734

"Please receive my Mad Dragon Sixteen Spear Technique!"

Only hearing him close his eyes, he whispered.

"The enemy is weak, so why have hatred? I only regret that my slaughter has no pity."

"First spear, Regret!"

Swish!!

His single arm gripped the long spear, his whole body spun, moving forward without hesitation, while the rotating spear tail bent slightly with the inertia of the air force, protecting his vital points and blocking surrounding attacks.

Regret... was a spear technique that combined offense and defense.

The blue spear tip turned into tangible silver light, stabbing out with his strike.

Boom!

The two collided, and mud and dust scattered everywhere.

Cao Sha retreated step by step, finally falling back three steps, and a crack appeared on the wooden staff in his hand.

The blood-patterned Buddha light on his body was also shaken away slightly.

Looking at Bu Chunfeng, he was completely unscathed; his stubbly face seemed to have experienced the hardships of life, his posture of ease and comfort filled with a man's demeanor.

Bu Chunfeng was, after all, a peak fifth-turn expert; the gap between every level after the fifth turn was very obvious.

Just from the first exchange, Cao Sha fell into a disadvantage.

"So strong." He couldn't help but praise.

But Cao Sha's eyes still contained firmness.

In order to remove the parasite and gain freedom, he had to kill Bu Chunfeng!

He had no choice!

He roared, his muscles swelled again, and he charged toward Bu Chunfeng to attack.

He held the round ball in the middle of the Buddha staff, which at this moment revealed bronze-colored patterns, turning into a drop of water-like essence that flowed into Cao Sha's mouth, amplifying his strength.

In an instant, his aura became much stronger.

"This strike, I wonder if you can still take it unscathed?" Cao Sha glared angrily.

As he spoke, he stepped forward again and smashed down with a strike.

Bu Chunfeng gripped his long spear with a single arm, his black cloak trembling in the wind, his eyes sharp to the extreme.

As a lone wolf hunter, he had spent his whole life fighting alone and had never had a teammate.

Even in situations where he was severely injured and needed to continue fighting, he had encountered it too many times.

So at this moment, he was calm to the extreme!

He saw his long spear tremble and bend, pulling back against his shoulder, forming a half-bow shape, filled with the oppressive force of being ready to go.

"Even if the ten-thousand-foot Heavenly Mountain falls, a single spear can still rely on the heavens to charge."

"Second spear, Mountain Collapse!"

Swish-hum!

Blue phoenixes stepped under his feet to add movement speed, and his whole body turned into a black shadow, confronting Cao Sha head-on.

The Blue-Silver Dragon-Patterned Spear bent on his shoulder released all the accumulated power at this moment, popping out completely.

This move did not use the spear tip to attack, but the spear body, causing massive blunt damage.

Boom!!

This spear struck solidly on Cao Sha's shoulder.

But this time, Cao Sha only retreated one step!

Moreover, the power of the Buddha staff move he swung did not dissipate, actually continuing to strike toward Bu Chunfeng's heart.

Facing this strike, Bu Chunfeng's eyes were also slightly shocked.

"Taking your second spear without retreating, thanks to the merit of this sarira dew!" Cao Sha's expression was icy, attacking with all his might.

"It's just a pity that it was the last drop; you really forced me to use all my trump cards!"

He roared, smashing down with his wooden staff.

"Bu Chunfeng, please sacrifice the small self, obediently accept death, and grant me freedom!"

At the same time, the Buddha light patterns on his body turned into a blood-colored giant hand, falling from the sky, suppressing Bu Chunfeng and wanting to block all his paths.

The Rage-Blood Mad Monk is a typical warrior who cultivates both physical and magical arts.

Bu Chunfeng was also a fragile profession; in his current severely injured state, if he were hit, his fate would be sealed.

Su Ming, seeing this scene, was also hesitating whether to help.

But he didn't know Bu Chunfeng at all.

Moreover, Cao Sha's strength was not to be underestimated; if he struck, it would be equivalent to actively exposing himself to danger.

After thinking it over, Su Ming still decided to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight!

Only by sitting and reaping the benefits of the fisherman could he maximize his interests.

Shockingly, Bu Chunfeng, facing Cao Sha's aggressive moves, still didn't show a hint of panic.

He shook his head slowly and said indifferently.

"Blood Monk, you know nothing about the power of the peak of the fifth turn."

With that, a second long spear appeared in his hand!

This was a long spear made of pure gold, with a dragon carved on it, coiling from the tail to the head on the grip, heavy and mysterious.

This long spear was stronger than the Blue-Silver Dragon-Patterned Spear, an Epic Lower-Tier weapon.

He flicked his arm, and the Blue-Silver Dragon-Patterned Spear flew out of his body, stabbing directly at the blood-colored Buddha hand in the air.

At the same time, he gripped the golden dragon long spear with both arms, his eyes filled with deep killing intent.

"One long sigh, soul flies and spirit scatters."

"Third spear, Soul-Breaking!"

"Roaming the four seas and the heavens, wind, oh wind, return to my hometown."

"Fourth spear, Homesickness!"

The moment he gripped the golden spear, his entire temperament became completely different.

His wrist turned, the long spear rolled, and his whole body turned into an afterimage; he actually performed two spear techniques in succession in an instant.

The speed was so fast that it almost completely condensed into one move.