Chapter 167: Self-Detonation

High in the sky, Chen Xuanxin, radiating golden light, transformed into a golden giant sword several zhang long, having already beaten Yang Wuqi, this demon, to the point where he only had a trace of strength left to parry.

At this moment, Yang Wuqi looked very wretched, with sword wounds everywhere on his body, and even a section of his right hand had been severed by Chen Xuanxin.

Yang Wuqi had practiced hard for twenty years and perfected the magic knife in his hand. He originally thought he had the strength to take revenge on Chen Xuanxin, but after fighting, he realized that even after using all his strength and all the methods he had prepared over the years, he was still no match for Chen Xuanxin.

Looking at Chen Xuanxin, who was like a sharp precious sword, Yang Wuqi felt as if he were looking at an insurmountable high mountain, completely unable to see any hope of winning.

Hearing the miserable scream coming from Han Tongshan below, Yang Wuqi already knew that this revenge was hopeless. Of the two helpers, Han Tongshan had been killed by Song Qingming, and the somewhat mysterious red-clothed man was also trapped by the siege of Lu Yuanfeng and the other three, already unable to take care of himself, and even less to be counted on.

After scanning his surroundings, Yang Wuqi immediately made a decision in his heart.

"As long as the green hills remain, there is no need to worry about firewood." Since there was no hope of winning, he had to prioritize saving his life.

After making up his mind, Yang Wuqi did not hesitate, quickly putting away the magic knife that was resisting Chen Xuanxin's fierce attacks. He opened his mouth wide and spat out a mass of blood mist that attached to his body, and without a word, transformed into a red light and broke away from the entire battlefield.

This red light's escape speed was astonishing, far exceeding that of ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators. It was precisely a secret technique Yang Wuqi had practiced many years ago, used to save his life at critical moments. The reason he was able to escape from Chen Xuanxin's hands several times back then was precisely by relying on this supernatural power he possessed.

Seeing that Yang Wuqi, this demon, was about to slip away again, Chen Xuanxin sneered, "Want to run? You shouldn't think that I came here this time without any preparation."

After speaking, Chen Xuanxin took out a white jade shuttle from his storage bag. Only to see a flash of spiritual light on his body, and he immediately vanished from the spot, transforming into a ray of white light and chasing directly in the direction Yang Wuqi had fled. Relying on this magic tool, the escape speed Chen Xuanxin used was no less than that of Yang Wuqi, who was using the blood mist secret technique. After the two flashed a few times in the air, they soon vanished from the eyes of Song Qingming and the others.

Seeing Yang Wuqi and Chen Xuanxin chase out one after another, Song Qingming could only take out the Jin Guang Mirror and join the battle to besiege the remaining red-clothed man.

"You few, what kind of ability is it to bully the few with the many? If you have the ability, let's fight one-on-one again." Seeing another person surround him, the red-clothed man, whose figure had already turned into a big fat man, couldn't help but mock the crowd.

Hearing this, Ye Tan, with a proud expression, replied lightly, "To deal with you evil demons who slaughter cultivators and mortals at every turn, do you think we need to talk about morality? Since you ran into us today, you can only count yourself unlucky."

The demonic cultivation art practiced by this red-clothed man was very strange. When fighting, he could not only control his body shape at will, but the blood-colored flesh and skin on his body were also extremely hard. The golden spiritual light emitted from Song Qingming's Jin Guang Mirror, which could pierce Han Tongshan's shoulder instantly before, now fell on the red-clothed man, but it was like scratching an itch for him, only leaving some pitch-black marks.

Being able to resist so many magic tool attacks with his own flesh and blood, and also being able to continuously release the blood poison in his body to counterattack the crowd, this demon's strength was truly somewhat unimaginable. No wonder this demon could fight Lu Yuanfeng and the others for so long single-handedly.

The red-clothed man, at this moment, seemed to have no injuries on the surface, but he was actually at the end of his rope. After using the demonic art to transform, although he could increase his strength significantly in a short time, it was not something that could be used continuously.

Seeing that Yang Wuqi had abandoned him and fled alone, the red-clothed man naturally didn't want to entangle with Song Qingming and the others too much. He had just seen Chen Xuanxin's power, and if he didn't escape quickly, he would definitely be planted here today when Chen Xuanxin returned.

Thinking of this, the red-clothed man steeled his heart, forcibly took several attacks, and forcefully inhaled the blood poison surrounding him. His already very fat body became a few points larger.

"Quickly interrupt his spellcasting."

Seeing this guy start to use a secret technique to change his body shape again, Lu Yuanfeng hurriedly shouted, calling everyone to attack the red-clothed man who was transforming with all their might.

Unexpectedly, before the crowd's attacks could hit him, a violent explosion sound suddenly rang out. The red-clothed man, who had turned into a giant meatball, suddenly self-detonated his body, transforming into a burst of blood mist containing highly toxic poison that splashed toward the crowd besieging him.

"Everyone be careful, this blood mist is poisonous."

Song Qingming, who had just heard a reminder, although he had quickly used the Profound Light Armor on his body, still had several streams of blood mist pass through the protection of the Profound Light Armor and splash directly onto his left arm. After a "hissing" sound rang out, Song Qingming suddenly felt a sense of numbness in his left arm and hurriedly retreated to the side to take an antidote pill.

Not knowing if the antidote pill on his body was effective, Song Qingming didn't dare to use his own magic power rashly, for fear that the blood poison on his left arm would flow rapidly to his internal organs along the meridians.

As the blood mist slowly dissipated, there was no trace of the red-clothed man in the middle of the battlefield. Lu Yuanfeng and Rao Xinghai, supporting Ye Tan, who had also been hit, saw Song Qingming's position and walked toward him.

"Fellow Daoist Song, have you also been hit by the blood poison?"

After walking closer, Lu Yuanfeng saw that a spot on Song Qingming's left arm had turned a strange purple color and hurriedly asked him.

Song Qingming nodded helplessly, raised his left hand, and sighed, "This blood poison is indeed somewhat powerful. The antidote pill on my body seems to have no effect."

He didn't expect that this red-clothed man had just chosen to directly self-detonate his body instead of transforming. This guy clearly still had a chance to escape, but suddenly chose to use this suicidal tactic of mutual destruction, which really deceived the crowd besieging him.

Except for Lu Yuanfeng and Rao Xinghai, who had higher cultivation and forcibly blocked it, Song Qingming and Ye Tan both failed to defend against this wave of attacks and were hit by his blood poison.

"This, Wind-Jade Pill, can temporarily suppress these blood poisons and will not affect your mobilization of magic power. Fellow Daoist Song, take one first. Later, when Senior Brother Chen returns, let's see if he has any way to undo the blood poison on you two." After Lu Yuanfeng finished speaking, he smiled and threw a blue pill to Song Qingming.

After taking this pill, it didn't take long for Song Qingming to feel that the toxicity in his body had weakened significantly, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The effect of this second-tier antidote pill was indeed extraordinary.

After the four rested on the spot for a while, a white escape light suddenly appeared in the sky. It was precisely Chen Xuanxin, who had gone to pursue Yang Wuqi, returning.

Rest early.

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