Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 452: Exhausted (17th Update)

Chapter 452: Chapter 452: Exhausted (17th Update)

A middle-aged man with a mustache, who saw a silhouette flickering in the midst of the fierce icy energy, suddenly felt a sense of dread and hurriedly fled, abandoning the spoils he had been whispering about just moments ago.

"Hmph! Thinking of running away now?" A cold snort echoed from within the fierce energy, and immediately afterward, a figure shot out from the energy. While flying, the figure continuously scattered fresh blood down to the ground, like a blood rain was falling.

Having suffered a strike from Tiankun Sect’s ultimate martial skill, the Tiankun Great Seal, Shi Feng was now covered in wounds all over his body, his flesh blurred and unrecognizable. He kept stuffing pills into his mouth to heal his injuries and restore his Primordial Power.

"Mother! Mother! Big brother, he’s not dead!" When the young beautiful girl saw that crazily blood-spraying figure, she once again screamed in extreme shock, then added, "But, he seems to have been seriously injured. If this continues, he might bleed out all his blood!"

"He’s still alive..." Gazing at the rapidly space-breaking figure and at the continuously falling blood, the beautiful woman murmured incredulously.

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"Die! Die, mustached man!" As Shi Feng, his body a mass of bloody flesh, got closer to the mustached man, he suddenly slashed forward with his sword.

Above the mustached middle-aged man, a huge swath of white Sword Qi appeared. It violently slashed down toward the mustached middle-aged man as Shi Feng wielded his weapon!

"Break!" Sensing the great sword slashing down from above, the mustached middle-aged man dashed upward, breaking through space, and threw a punch toward the descending white great sword.

"Boom!" With a thunderous roar, the mustached man shattered the Sword Qi with a single punch.

Then, the mustached middle-aged man suddenly turned around, facing the rapidly approaching Shi Feng, and bellowed angrily, "Alright kid, so this is all the strength you have left! Although I’ve overexhausted my energy, you’re injured like this and have withstood my powerful strike, the Primordial Power left in your body must also be scant. If we continue this fight, it’s still uncertain who will die!"

After smashing Shi Feng’s attack with a punch, the initial panic of the mustached man had completely vanished. He then bellowed lowly, "Heavenly Frost Fist!"

The mustached middle-aged man threw another punch, targeting the approaching Shi Feng, and his fist radiated waves of icy chill.

Seeing the mustached middle-aged man’s punch, Shi Feng’s blood-soaked fuzzy right hand, now covered in long fur, flashed a blood-colored light, and the Bloodthirsty Sword turned back into a blood-colored sword pattern on his finger.

Immediately following, Shi Feng clenched his right fist, covered in long fur, and punched toward the incoming Heavenly Frost Fist.

"Bang!" The two fists collided fiercely, causing a sound explosion. Shi Feng’s body, as well as that of the mustached middle-aged man, rapidly flew backward.

Both individuals, severely drained of their strength, did not determine a victor with that strike.

While flying backward, Shi Feng also tossed the Full Moon Scimitar into his Storage Ring. At this moment, his inner Nine Nether Power was too thin to activate the Full Moon Scimitar for an attack, holding onto it would only hinder him.

After the punch with the mustached man, Shi Feng knew that the mustached man was more than just severely drained of Primordial Power, his body had also been recoiled upon after deploying the Tiankun Great Seal, drastically reducing his Battle Power.

"Again!" Shi Feng shouted, his face a blur of blood and flesh, as his body, while flying backwards, suddenly stopped and sped towards the middle-aged man with a goatee in front of him.

This man, who seized the Heavenly Blue Crystal, nearly severed his hand with an Ice Blade and greedily wanted to possess his treasures and Martial Skill, had also inflicted such injuries on him under the Tiankun Great Seal. This man must be killed!

"Fight!" shouted the middle-aged man with the goatee. His golden figure also sped towards Shi Feng. "Boom!" Their fists collided once again.

Their figures flew backward again, but this time, they didn’t fly far before stopping and then shooting forward, colliding once more.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The two figures kept separating and then violently crashing into each other. However, the sound of their collisions grew weaker, clearly showing that both of their strengths were being rapidly drained; they were both growing weaker.

Before long, their figures, battling in the void, seemed to have made a pact. They faced each other, fiercely pummeling with their fists, while their hovering forms moved closer to the ground as they fought.

Just as their feet were about to touch the ground, suddenly, both unleashed a fierce punch. After one explosive punch, they flew backward again, "Boom" "Boom" – both of their bodies heavily crashed onto the ground, crushing many blue crystals beneath their strong bodies.

"Huff Huff! Huff Huff!"

"Huff Huff! Huff Huff!"

Lying on the ground, both bodies heavily gasped for breath, then slowly stood up from the ground, facing the person in front.

"Huff Huff! Huff Huff! Kid, you are the first person, within the three-star Martial Venerable Realm, to push me to this extent!" The goateed middle-aged man, still gasping, looked at the figure whose face was beyond recognition.

"Hmph! Huff Huff! I will also become the first to kill you, a three-star Martial Venerable!" Shi Feng, equally panting, replied, "Today, I will definitely kill you!"

Then, Shi Feng, dragging his exhausted and battered body, walked step by step towards the goateed middle-aged man, but his steps seemed unsteady.

"Ha-ha, you still think of killing me in this condition? Once I kill you, all that you have will belong to me!" the goateed middle-aged man said, slightly lifting his right hand. A thin stream of icy air instantly circulated in his palm as he aimed it towards Shi Feng, who was steadily approaching.

"Oh! Really?" Shi Feng, still walking, suddenly grinned from his gory face, revealing a terrifying smile. Immediately, his right hand index finger bent, held down by his thumb, and then flicked forward.

Instantly, a blood light flashed from Shi Feng’s black-haired index finger. A stream of blood shot out from his fingertip.

This streak of blood light was the Bloodthirsty Long Sword ejected by Shi Feng. The blood-colored light gleamed, and then the Bloodthirsty Sword emitted a fierce beast’s roar. A tiny, fist-sized, blood-colored beast covered in fine scales, with a sharpened, singular horn and a fierce, ugly face, loomed faintly visible within the blood light.

Ancient Fierce Beast—Blood Yin Beast!