518: C518 Red Bone Palm

C518 Red Bone Palm

A domineering aura spread out from Gu Feng's body. The space behind him trembled, and the faint image of millions of Submission appeared beside Gu Feng. All of them knelt on the ground.

Duotian did not know what that scene represented. However, he could feel that within Gu Feng's punch was extremely horrifying power. That power was extremely domineering and it shook one's heart.

"Sword of Death." Duotian did not dare to be careless. He growled and a black long sword appeared in his hand. The sword was covered with an aura of death and from the top, one could almost hear the wails of ghosts …

His body also emitted a deathly aura. Gray spiritual energy surged from his body as he stabbed towards Gu Feng. The long sword was thrust out, carrying with it a heavy aura of death. Amidst the aura of death, thousands of ghosts wailed and howled.

"Break!"

Gu Feng's eyes were indifferent, but the domineering aura from his body surged. A low roar came from his mouth, Gu Feng's fist also instantly collided with the black death.

"Bang!"

The long sword and Gu Feng's fists collided. Duotian, who had a cold smile on his face, revealed a look of amazement. A crack appeared on the surface of the black sword. Then, it shattered under his terrified gaze.

Duotian's face instantly turned pale. He never thought that his powerful attack would be easily defeated by Gu Feng.

Silence. Those people who were standing at the entrance of the tunnel turned around and looked at Gu Feng with shocked eyes. Death Sword, that was a middle level Profound Grade treasure weapon. Although its rank was not very high, its power was extremely strong. It was refined from the aura of death and bones of corpses. It was extremely terrifying. However, what the crowd didn't expect was that Gu Feng actually shattered it with a single punch.

"What a terrifying fist intent."

Everyone present was muttering in their hearts. Gu Feng's fists were fierce and overbearing, and his fist intent was extremely overbearing. He had a valiant momentum as he advanced forward.

They really could not imagine how this young man called Gu Feng could have such terrifying battle strength, and how all sorts of powerful martial arts appeared one after another.

The long sword in Duotian's hand shattered. He didn't dare to clash with Gu Feng at all and quickly retreated.

However, Gu Feng did not pursue him. As he looked at Duotian, who was quickly retreating, a hint of seriousness flashed across his eyes. He raised his fist, and a small wound appeared on it. Although it was not a wound, there was an extremely dense aura of death surrounding it. The deathly aura was corroding his flesh.

"Hmph!"

Gu Feng let out a cold snort. He circulated the cultivation technique in his body and instantly swallowed the aura of death.

"Brat, you're very powerful, but you still can't defeat me." Duotian said with a dark expression and a crazed look appeared on his face. Following which, he stretched his hand into his sleeve and took out an item.

It was a left hand that had turned into a pile of bones. After the corrosion of time, the bones had become mottled. Although it was made of bones, it emitted an extremely powerful aura. Light was emitted from the bones, bringing along an extremely powerful pressure.

Gu Feng's expression was serious. It was obvious that the owner of this white bone was a top-notch expert. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to possess such tyrannical power after transforming into a white bone.

"What does he want?" The Martial Cultivator stood at the entrance of the passage and looked at Duotian, clearly not knowing what he was thinking. Although the white bones were tyrannical when they were alive, in the end, they were just bones, and were completely useless. Perhaps when he refined it into a precious artifact in the future, it would have a terrifying power. However, right now, it was extremely difficult to use.

Gu Feng frowned slightly as he watched Duotian's following actions.

In an instant, the black aura of death on his body surged. Traces of fresh blood only seeped out from his skin, and flowed along his arms and palms, slowly flowing into the white bone palm.

Duotian's face turned even paler as the fresh blood flowed in. The bone hand was actually consuming the fresh blood bit by bit. Within a short period of time, it had turned into a palm made of blood. Its entire body was blood-red, and it emitted an extremely dense aura of fresh blood. However, the bone palm did not stop and continued to devour. Following this devouring, an extremely tyrannical aura was also emitted from the bone palm.

When that aura spread out, even the space around them began to tremble.

Gu Feng's face changed drastically. With a flash, the aura of Overlord's Fist was released and he rushed towards Duotian. Looking at the blood-red bone palm, he had a bad feeling in his heart. He absolutely could not let Duotian continue.

His speed was extremely fast. His body constantly flashed, stepping out one sonic boom after another, he appeared in front of Duotian. He also mercilessly threw a punch at Duotian.

The pupils of his eyes tightened. Just as Gu Feng's fist was about to hit him, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Gu Feng's pupils constricted as an extremely dangerous feeling spread throughout his body. Without any hesitation, he quickly retreated. On the other hand, Duotian hovered over the mountain. A terrifying might burst out from the blood-red bone palm in his hand.

On the bone palm, the combat prowess of a human figure stood erect, exuding an extremely terrifying pressure. That pressure was incomparably tyrannical, and it suppressed the air until it split apart inch by inch.

"Go to hell."0

A hoarse voice came out of Duotian's mouth. That blood-red swelling seemed to have merged with him as it fell towards Gu Feng.

At this moment, the world was silent. On the crimson bone palm, the Blood-light blossomed and a resplendent blood light turned into a giant palm, slamming towards Gu Feng with a destructive force.

"Boom!"

The huge palm descended, and a terrifying blood-red light flooded the entire area. However, a terrifying thunderous sound rang out, and the entire area was trembling uncontrollably from that terrifying energy. The stone pillars in the pill room crumbled, and the wall crumbled.

Crimson light spread, and the ground below was destroyed in an instant. The bloody beam of light was spreading out, carrying a terrifying energy with it. At the entrance of the passageway, the faces of the Martial Cultivator s changed as they frantically tried to escape. After crawling for more than a hundred meters, the bloody glow finally disappeared.

Only then did they turn around and head towards the pill room. When they rushed back and saw that more than half of the pill room had collapsed, the fear in their eyes was hard to conceal. The attack power of that bone palm was simply too terrifying. This kind of terrifying destructive power was probably something even some Martial Cultivator at the seventh or eighth level of the Soul Forging couldn't do.

"Is that boy still alive?" The few of them looked at each other and spoke in a hoarse voice. In fact, even they knew clearly that under such a terrifying attack, unless it was a Martial Cultivator from the Eighth Level of Soul Forging Stage, there was no possibility of survival.

"Haha, you're dead! Finally, you're dead right? Fighting against me? Who do you think you are?" Duotian laughed maniacally. As he looked at the pill room that had turned into ruins, there was an indescribable sense of joy in his eyes.

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