Chapter 236: Killing the Crane

The arm that Du Yan Lu Zhigang severed had a glove made from the skin of another Martial Master.

The remains of Jiang Hua's father are still in the hands of Jin Heshan.

To a certain extent, gloves made from Martial Master Skin are also Blood-Qi Divine Weapons, and of excellent quality at that.

Normally, they are as thin as cicada wings when worn on the hands, but once Blood-Qi is stimulated, they can change according to one's will, switching between various forms such as fists, palms, claws, hooks, and fingers.

What is even more difficult is that the gloves have extremely strong defensive power; ordinary ironware, water, fire, and potent poisons are inevitably weakened when facing this layer of defense, with their damage greatly reduced.

Zhou You's Poison Palm is usually invincible, but it hit a wall against the gloves made of Martial Master Skin; the potent poison could not penetrate them.

Unless... one uses a Blood-Qi Divine Weapon.

Zhou You subconsciously looked at Jiang Hua; he had been planning for today's revenge for a long time, so it was impossible for him not to have made preparations.

"Jin Heshan, the one who attacked just now was Du Yan Lu Zhigang; this person's Poison Palm is formidable."

Jiang Hua suddenly spoke up; he did not mention the deep Sea of Blood feud of his father's murder, but instead talked about Lu Zhigang.

"Just now, he manipulated your head Disciple into betraying and ambushing you, blew off one of your arms, and only snatched your severed arm before leaving."

"Think about it carefully, don't you find it suspicious?"

Zhou You grinned and laughed to himself; this Senior Brother Jiang has a sharp eye, he still couldn't be fooled!

Jin Heshan suddenly felt his wound go slightly numb, like the feeling of blood circulation being obstructed after pressing on a limb for too long during a nap.

His heart sank; this is bad, he has been poisoned.

"That's right, his snatching your severed arm just now was a cover; in reality, he quietly brushed his Poison Palm across your wound."

"At this very moment, the potent poison palm force has already invaded your body along the exposed flesh."

Jiang Hua said calmly, "I also used the Blood Sand Palm to stir the boiling of Blood-Qi within a hundred-meter radius, accelerating the circulation speed of the potent poison."

"Jin Heshan, you are deeply poisoned and beyond saving."

Having said this, Jiang Hua shouted, "Junior Brother Zhou, why haven't you made your move yet?"

At the same time, a foul wind and rain of blood blew up around him, and the thick, pungent smell of rust made people feel dizzy and nauseated.

The water surface near the riverbank was dyed half-red by the blood, as if a massacre had just occurred.

*Puchi*, Cheng Xiaohe's wound, which had already clotted, was affected and burst open again; blood gushed out like a spring as he fainted.

Jin Heshan laughed viciously, "Come, come, let me let you die at the hands of your father."

"The Sea of Blood is boundless, let us perish together."

Two rays of blood light sprayed from Jiang Hua's mouth and nose, and blood mist sprayed from the pores all over his body, instantly shrouding him in a blood mist.

The rolling blood wind spiraled and rose from the riverbank, bypassing Jin Heshan's side, attempting to launch a sneak attack from behind.

This move was agile and strange, completely beyond the opponent's expectations.

Although Jin Heshan only had one arm left, his reaction was not slow; he pressed his fingers together into a beak and struck like lightning.

A single cold point of Crane-Top Red!

The killing move of the Heming Fist; when executed, it is as fast as lightning, and once it hits, it can chisel off the enemy's crown.

The victim's crown is chiseled with a hole, and brain matter and blood gush out like a fountain under the powerful pressure, like a blooming red flower, hence the name 'Crane-Top Red'.

Executed by Jin Heshan at the Martial Master realm, this move combined ruthlessness and elegance; clearly a killing move to take a life, yet the posture was so beautiful that one could not help but shed tears.

The thick blood light was interrupted midway.

Jiang Hua groaned; although he dodged the vital point in time, he was still hit.

The chisel-like strike, shaped like a crane's beak, tore off a large piece of his scalp like a knife through tofu; it was bloody and very terrifying.

He rolled to the ground in a sorry state, looking as if he were about to be trampled to death by Jin Heshan.

*Wawu! *

A roar of a fierce tiger sounded; Zhou You had arrived.

He unleashed the Double Body Tiger Form Fist, transforming into two tiger shadows, and launched a fierce attack surrounding Jin Heshan. The potent poison inside Jin Heshan began to take effect; he took two steps back and shook his head to suppress the feeling of dizziness.

Before his eyes were indeed two identical fierce tigers, roaring as they raised their claws and pounced toward him.

"Well come, Crane-Wing Heaven Soar."

Jin Heshan raised his gloved hands and struck; the sharp, bone-piercing force washed over all directions, and the entire riverbank was scoured once over.

From the sky to the ground, the landscape was reshaped entirely; the distribution of gravel and river sand was shockingly the trace left behind by a wing large enough to cover the sky and sun.

Looking at Zhou You standing in place, he held his hands in a circle, using the Glazed Longevity Fist to resist the astonishing power of this move.

As for Jiang Hua and Cheng Xiaohe, they had long since been blown away to who knows where.

"Old dog, today is your death day."

Through his senses, Zhou You knew that the Gray Jade Snake Poison within the opponent had spread and was beyond cure.

Although Jin Heshan was putting up a strong front, the intense exchange just now had overdrawn his physical strength and Blood-Qi too much, leaving him severely exhausted.

"It is I who will beat you two little tigers to death, and then go to Wang Laohu to settle the score."

How could Jin Heshan possibly take Zhou You, a mere mid-stage Blood-Qi cultivator, seriously?

He flicked his single hand, his five fingers dancing and stretching, with layers of palm shadows overlapping, carving out sharp, ear-piercing sounds of breaking air.

Zhou You took a deep breath, his throat gurgling; the Tiger Roar Jade was drawn but not yet released.

A heart-stopping crane cry drowned out the still-immature tiger roar.

Jin Heshan threw a punch, and large swaths of crane-wing-like afterimages dragged out long trails, like flying ribbons circling him.

Its trajectory was agile and fluttering, containing fierce and sharp lethality; one would have a large chunk of flesh carved away if they were the slightest bit careless.

Zhou You used the Double Body Tiger Form Fist to parry with him, and the more they fought, the more heart-stopping it became; the sharpness of this fist technique was in no way inferior to the Tiger-Subduing Fist, and it was even superior in terms of agility and fluttering grace.

He transformed into two tiger shadows that echoed each other, presenting a two-on-one siege, yet he was still forced into a sorry state.

"Tiger Roar Jade."

Zhou You spotted an opportunity, his throat rippled, and a transparent sphere was spat out.

The Tiger Roar Jade has extraordinary power; landing on the chest, even the body of a Martial Master feels a slight stinging pain, with the risk of piercing through defenses.

Jin Heshan paused slightly, the flesh and blood in his palm wriggling as he kneaded the scattered Qi currents into a ball.

He wanted to return it to Zhou You exactly as it was, letting him be blown to death by his own ultimate move.

Suddenly, he took a heavy blow to the back of his head, and his nose and mouth caught the scent of rust.

Hit again, it was a sneak attack!

A white shadow slammed into the back of Jin Heshan's head, and with a loud bang, it was sent flying.

Zhou You leaped over ten meters high and reached out to catch the white shadow; it turned out to be the Martial Master Skull from Gao Village.

He had just thrown it using the technique of the Tiger Head Hammer, and this skull was equivalent to half a Blood Qi Divine Weapon, possessing full lethality.

Conservatively estimated, half of Jin Heshan's brain matter had already been shaken to mush.

Splashes flew by the riverbank as Jiang Hua broke through the water's surface and darted out, a line of blood floating in his palm, swimming as if it were alive.

"Junior Brother Zhou, move aside."

Zhou You nodded, his posture swift, and he pulled away from Jin Heshan in a tiger-leap motion.

The next moment, Jiang Hua raised his palm and struck out a blood thread as thin as a hair, which pierced through the air straight as an arrow.

Jin Heshan's body swayed twice before the blood thread pierced his throat; in an instant, the blood and Qi throughout his body boiled, surging wildly in reverse.

His facial features and seven orifices were directly ruptured by the chaotic blood and Qi, and his state of death was too miserable to look at.

Zhou You noticed the appearance of that blood thread; it seemed to be one of the Blood God Leeches.

So this was Jiang Hua's true intention in auctioning the Blood God Leech! (End of chapter)