Chapter 315 Big Blood Cell
Chapter 315 Big Blood Cell!
Ding ding ding!
The sound of metal clashing was endless.
Because the speed is too fast.
In the eyes of Xu Feng and others, they could only see countless intertwining shadows.
Although Xu Feng could not see the confrontation between Ying Zheng and Meng Yi clearly, he could still make out some of their general movements.
The styles of the two are completely different. Ying Zheng's attacks are bold and domineering, giving a sense of overpowering others with force. As for Meng Yi, his attack style tends to be a combination of positive and strange. Sometimes he attacks head-on, and sometimes he uses strange moves. The transition between positive and strange is natural and smooth, and he does it with ease.
Moreover, the strength of the two of them is very close, with only a slight difference.
It can be described as evenly matched!
but!
In a life-and-death fight, any slightest flaw can be fatal.
What's more, in this kind of evenly matched duel, even the slightest mistake could lead to losing the entire battle.
But Meng Yi had such a fatal flaw.
That is, he was always concerned about Ying Zheng's identity, so he was a little hesitant and always dared not to kill him.
He is kind and righteous.
Ying Zheng will not be merciful.
He had already hated Meng Yi in his heart, and if he got the chance, he would kill Meng Yi.
So after the two of them fought for more than a hundred moves, Meng Yi began to lose the upper hand.
Ying Zheng's moves were deadly, and Meng Yi kept defending.
Gradually, he was unable to defeat his opponent.
Among the crowd watching the fight, those with discerning eyes began to worry, fearing that Meng Yi would lose.
Only Xu Feng looked calm and composed.
To him, it doesn’t matter who wins or loses. The remaining one will not let them get out alive and will become enemies in the end.
Bang!
Ying Zheng finally seized upon a mistake made by Meng Yi, and with his palm formed into a claw, he fiercely penetrated Meng Yi's stomach, tearing Meng Yi's intestines into pieces.
Meng Yi groaned and hit Ying Zheng on the chest with both palms, knocking Ying Zheng back.
Then he looked at his abdomen with punctured intestines in disbelief.
A stagger.
He sat down on the ground, feeling all the strength in his body disappearing rapidly.
He is not Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng is almost a demon. Even if he is seriously injured, he can recover quickly.
Although he lived for more than two thousand years, he spent 99% of that time sleeping in a coffin. He was able to live so long only with the help of a coffin called Wolong Bronze Guo, which kept him alive.
At heart, he is still a normal human being.
So Ying Zheng dealt him such a heavy blow that his defeat was basically inevitable.
Ying Zheng, who was beaten back by Meng Yi, flicked the place where he was hit by Meng Yi as if he was wiping off dust, with an indifferent look on his face. Then he was stunned and saw his left hand covered in blood, all of which came from Meng Yi.
He slowly raised his left hand to his mouth, sniffed it first, and then showed a satisfied expression.
Then he stuck out his tongue and gently licked the blood on his left hand.
Ying Zheng shivered all over as if he had taken the highest grade of drugs.
Then he said in amazement: "It is worthy of being the blood of an Earthly Immortal-level expert. It is so pure, even the blood of a divine beast is not inferior to it."
Then his eyes flashed with greed, and he looked at Meng Yi who was sitting on the ground: "Since you betrayed me, then use your blood to atone for your sins!"
Meng Yi's face changed when he heard this. Just as he was about to say something, Ying Zheng suddenly grabbed him with his right hand. Meng Yi was immediately strangled as if his throat was being strangled. Not only could he no longer speak, but he was also unable to move his whole body.
Then, his continuously lost blood flew up in violation of the principles of physics, as if being pulled by an invisible force, turning into a blood line that directly connected to the large blood ball in the air.
Suddenly, the blood in Meng Yi's body flowed along the blood line to the big blood cell.
Even the blood that had previously splashed onto the ground began to float up, automatically shedding the dust that had contaminated it, and then flew towards the large blood ball.
In an instant, most of the blood in Meng Yi's body was lost.
Meng Yi's face turned visibly pale, looking like a dead person who had lost too much blood.
But Meng Yi had no choice. He couldn't even utter a word and could only passively accept the impending death.
All the spectators were silent.
They never expected that Meng Yi, who gave people the impression of being invincible, was evenly matched with Ying Zheng in the fight. How could the situation turn out like this in the blink of an eye? !
Meng Yi was defeated and was about to die.
Ying Zheng defeated a powerful opponent again. Looking at the entire underground palace, he was afraid that no creature could stop him anymore.
Everyone's heart was filled with gloom.
Even Xu Feng, Zhang Rishan and others who held the two trump cards, the Immortal Binding Rope and the Five Finger Mountain, began to worry whether their trump cards could control Ying Zheng.
In order to increase the success rate, Zhang Rishan could not wait to take out a few more magical items and began to "feed" the Immortal Binding Rope.
Xu Feng didn't do that.
For one thing, he had almost used up all the divine objects he had, with only some unmovable divine objects left.
Secondly, he could see the properties of the magic objects. From the property description of the Five Finger Mountain, he could see that it was almost "full". If he "fed" it at this time, it would not be able to eat much. If this was not enough to suppress Ying Zheng, then wasting a few more magic objects would be of no help.
As for the Immortal Binding Rope in Zhang Rishan's hand, he could also see its attributes, but the attributes of the Immortal Binding Rope were very special. It had no upper limit, which means that its stomach was a bottomless pit and it could eat as many divine objects as possible.
Correspondingly, the more energy it stores, the greater its power.
If it has enough energy, it can even bind gods.
So Xu Feng did not stop Zhang Rishan. At this time, the more energy he had, the higher the chance of trapping Ying Zheng.
He looked at the dying Meng Yi.
Watching Meng Yi die like this, he actually felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
After all, Meng Yi had just saved his life.
Moreover, Meng Yi can be regarded as a righteous hero who served his country and his people. For the sake of the people, he betrayed Qin Shihuang, betrayed his oath, and betrayed his beliefs.
He even trapped himself in this underground palace for thousands of years just to guard Qin Shi Huang.
Such a sacrifice is truly great.
If the two sides were not on the same side, he really wanted to save Meng Yi.
Ugh.
Pity!
Xu Feng sighed in his heart.
Then, his eyes turned to the big blood ball!
Both his subconscious mind and intuition were telling Xu Feng that the big blood cell was not simple.
Ying Zheng did not absorb the blood directly, but instead gathered it all together and condensed it into a blood ball. There must be a reason for this, and this reason must be to achieve some purpose!
Xu Feng couldn't guess what Ying Zheng's purpose was.
But he knew one thing: what was good for the enemy was bad for himself.
So he decided he couldn't wait any longer.
Although I don’t know what Ying Zheng’s purpose is, if he continues like this, the result will definitely be disadvantageous to him.
Anyway, Meng Yi is no longer capable. Even if they take action to suppress Ying Zheng at this time, Meng Yi will not be able to cause any trouble.
(End of this chapter)