105: C105 Yorick's Pickaxe

C105 Yorick's Pickaxe

0Bang!

The two of them exchanged blows, and then retreated several hundred meters. They looked at each other in dismay.

Zhao Xin's heart was filled with shock. What a powerful strength, especially the pickaxe in his hand that looked like it was about to rot.

He was actually able to exchange blows with the Devouring Immortal Blade for over ten thousand times without suffering any injuries.

The Devouring Immortal Blade was a God Level Spirit Artifact! What kind of weapon was that rotten pickaxe? It was so powerful!

Li Lin's figure moved violently. In the blink of an eye, the two of them collided once again. Sparks were produced from the collision of their weapons. The impact from the ground to the sky and from the ground caused Li Lin and the others to be incomparably shocked.

Was this a battle between powerful warriors?

Wherever the aftershock passed, the sky would collapse and the earth would collapse, and the void would collapse.

Powerful!

Extremely powerful!

Bang -

Clang!

No matter how Zhao Xin attacked, he would be blocked.

And as time passed, Zhao Xin didn't use any divine abilities, and the Spiritual Energy also crazily dropped. The consumption of Devouring Immortal Blade was just too great.

"No, this won't do. If this continues, I'm finished."

Zhao Xin began to feel anxious. If the Spiritual Energy wasn't enough, it would always be a severe injury. The remaining few Spirit Recover Pills wouldn't be of much use.

Furthermore, he had a feeling that this enemy hadn't even used his full strength, and had been dealing with him with ease.

"Azure Dragon Bloodline!"

"Activate! '"

As soon as the words left his mouth, his aura suddenly changed. The Spiritual Energy within his body surged wildly, and his strength increased by seven times!

Bang!

His feet shook, and the ground beneath his feet instantly collapsed. His figure shot up, and the Devouring Immortal Blade slashed at Yorick with extreme speed.

In a flash, he had already arrived in front of Yorick. He raised his saber and slashed down.

Clang!

Boom! Boom!

Yorick was struck to the ground, causing dust to fly everywhere.

Zhao Xin's eyebrow frowned, and his body moved violently again. He aimed his sword at the center of the dust and hacked down fiercely.

Clang!

The sound of the golden spear colliding with each other rang out in an ear-piercing manner.

Everyone was greatly alarmed. They could only see the occasional sparks that flickered in the dust and the sound of metal clashing against metal.

Li Long looked at the battle and swallowed his saliva. He said in surprise, "Is this master really only at the first level of the Feathering? What a powerful strength!"

He was forty-three years old and had been in the army for thirty years. His talent was not bad either. After forty years of bitter cultivation, he has also reached the third level of the Spirit realm, a total of seven realms higher than Zhao Xin. However, he was completely incomparable to Zhao Xin. He did not say that he would stop Ao Feng. He was no match for this strange enemy at all.

How shocking was it that Zhao Xin was able to fight equally with him?

He was afraid that there wouldn't be a second one in the entire Nebula Continent, not even the number one genius of the Human Clan, Ouyang Tianjian. Even if Ouyang Tianjian had the Genuine Dragon Bloodline, Zhao Xin wasn't bad either. Azure Dragon Bloodline! If he knew that Zhao Xin had advanced three levels in Nether King City in an hour, his jaw would probably dislocate.

No one knew who was stronger between the Azure Dragon Bloodline and the Genuine Dragon Bloodline. They would only know if the two competed once.

Li Lin looked at this vast battle, and his heart was in a complete mess.

"As expected of an idol!"

Wu Sha felt as if he had found a treasure. He had never seen someone as abnormal as Zhao Xin. At the same time, he felt glad for his choice.

Clang!

A metallic clang was heard, and a person flew out from the dust.

Zhao Xin pulled back the force in midair and flipped backwards, removing most of the force and landing on the ground.

Yorick slowly walked out from the dust.

Zhao Xin was furious. This strange man could beat him, but he never used his full strength.

"Hey, who are you? If you want to kill me, come at me. Why do you have to keep pestering me like this?" Zhao Xin shouted.

"I am under the orders of my master. I can't kill you. Move aside, let me kill the person behind you, then I will bring you to see my master!"

The sinister voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, terrifying! It was like the voice of death, a death reaper that could take one's life and soul away.

"Dream on. If you want to touch them, you have to step over me. As for your master, I don't have time to see him. If you want to see him, I'll let him do it himself!" Zhao Xin roared furiously.

"Then step over your body!"

Yorick raised his arms before he finished his sentence, and the ground trembled.

Then.

Three green skeletons rushed out from the ground, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws at Zhao Xin. They were not slow, and they surrounded Zhao Xin in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Xin was furious. He fiercely aimed his Devouring Immortal Blade at the head of one of the skeletons.

Clang!

Zhao Xin took a few steps back. His hand was numb, and the Devouring Immortal Blade's blade was trembling. A faint sound of a blade rang out, and there was only a crack on the skull.

Was this the strength of the Devil Clan?

He was shocked.

"Li Lin, bring everyone back to where we came from. Leave this place to me!"

"But my idol!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Hurry up and leave. Otherwise, none of them will be able to leave. "

Zhao Xin cursed. Li Lin looked at Zhao Xin, who was struggling to fight, and gritted his teeth. He ordered, "Retreat first."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Qin Lan shouted, "My good little brother must come back alive!"

Li Zixuan rolled her eyes at Qin Lan and secretly cursed Qin Lan in her heart. She actually seduced the man she liked in public.

Everyone quickly went back the way they came.

Zhao Xin saw that everyone had already retreated a long distance. He used a knife to force back a skeleton and left the encirclement of the three skeletons.

"You asked for it. Don't regret it later." Zhao Xin looked at Yorick and shouted.

Zhao Xin moved and rushed towards the place where the death spirits were concentrated. Along the way, he woke up countless death spirits.

Yorick was also confused by Zhao Xin's actions. What was he doing? Was he courting death?

Allowing so many undead to wake up was akin to digging his own grave.

He decided not to chase after Zhao Xin. A dark inscription pattern appeared under the feet of the three skeletons, and then they disappeared into the ground.

He put away the Devouring Immortal Blade and activated the Phantom Step. He shuttled through the dense undead. A large group of undead behind him crazily chased after Zhao Xin like a pack of hungry wolves looking at meat.

Zhao Xin did not stop. He continued to wake up the gloomy undead. There was already a large group of undead following behind him. If he could look down from the sky... It was like Zhao Xin was running with hundreds of thousands of grey dead spirits. It was a spectacular scene.

The man in the secret room looked at the crystal ball with a strange expression.

Zhao Xin turned around and looked at the death spirits behind him, which were as dense as grey waves. The corners of his mouth curled up and revealed a charming smile.

He stopped his footsteps and turned around to face the undead that were rushing towards him from all directions.

He closed his eyes and did not hurry. He formed seals with his hands. It seemed to be very slow, but in fact, it was extremely fast. The seals were condensed one by one, and an inexplicable pressure was generated in the surrounding space.

Magical seals appeared one after another. The undead screamed and pounced on Zhao Xin. In just a few breaths' time, they would be able to tear Zhao Xin apart.

One breath!

Two breaths!

Zhao Xin's closed eyes suddenly opened. Those undead were very close to him, and there were even a few undead claws that almost touched his face.

At this moment, it was as if time had stopped.

All the undead looked at Zhao Xin as if they had been immobilized, but their bodies could not move.

Zhao Xin looked at the undead that were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. He let out a few words with his lips. A magical seal condensed and flew in all directions, surrounding all the undead that were chasing Zhao Xin.

"Activate!"

A word was spat out from his mouth. In an instant, the sky and earth changed color. The Spiritual Energy in the air surged. A vast and mighty aura spread out in an instant, frightening all the specters that were locked in place.

Countless white lights fell down, and it was as if it was daytime. As the white pillars fell down, countless undead cried out in terror. The undead that were enveloped by the pillars of light were instantly destroyed, turning into ashes.

The white pillars fell down in a very dense manner, and waves of terrifying airwaves burst out from the entire area.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

The system notification kept ringing in his mind. The experience points of the Spiritual Energy were increasing crazily. The most important thing was the devil value.

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