The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 1092 - 582: Deadly Moves

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After completing these things, Yan Xiaobao staggered to the side. Although he had just experienced a breakthrough at the cultivation base, the series of deadly moves he had just unleashed had almost drained him completely. As he once again plunged into the jungle, blood continuously seeped from his mouth.

He knew that his last opponent was the strongest among them, and he could already sense that he was at Level 9 of Qi Condensation.

"Level 9 Qi Condensation..." he thought painfully. The intense desire to live made his blood surge to his heart. He knew this time, either he would die, or his opponent would die.

There was no third option.

As he retreated, Chen Heng let out an angry howl. Surrounded by blood mist, the magical apparatus trembled, then began to shatter. Moments later, they exploded, and Chen Heng shot out from the blood mist. Looking around at the four dead comrades, he roared in fury and then fired at Yan Xiaobao.

Both of them raced through the jungle of the Nameless Mountain, going deeper and deeper. Despite it being daytime, the thunder roared. No lightning was visible, but the rain was pouring down more and more heavily.

"Are you Shangguan Tianyou or Lu Tianlei!?" Chen Heng shouted. He quickly made a spell gesture, causing nine strands of blood mist to shoot towards Yan Xiaobao, like nine blood-colored pythons.

"I am your grandfather!" Yan Xiaobao retorted, despite his pale face. After dodging the attack, he glanced back at the Prince, who was closing in at that moment. Trembling, he crouched down and then shot forward at an even faster speed. Even when Chen Heng was prepared to do the same, Yan Xiaobao's foot slammed into a tree, halting him mid-flight.

Then, twisting himself, he used the momentum from the tree to dash towards Chen Heng.

"I don't care who you are," Chen Heng said, "Today, you will die!" The intent to kill flashed in his eyes, his right hand glowing with a spell gesture. The nine blood pythons once again shot towards Yan Xiaobao with great speed. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

As he let out a howl, Yan Xiaobao's eyes were blood red. His hands flashed with the gesture of a dual-handed spell as he drew on the remaining part of his spiritual energy, forming a violet cauldron. The cauldron immediately dispersed around him, completely blocking the path of the nine blood pythons as he swung it towards Chen Heng.

"Child's play!" Chen Heng sneered. Another spell gesture transformed the nine blood pythons into mist, then reformed into the shape of a bloody skull around him. Then the skull shot towards the violet cauldron.

As the violet cauldron shattered then exploded, a massive explosion sound rang out. The bloody mist skull was severely damaged but was still intact.

After the collision, the collapsed cauldron revealed Yan Xiaobao, who shot out from the fragment-like debris towards the mist below him.

Meanwhile, Chen Heng's eyes flickered with light. Then he leaped upwards from the mist, his right hand glowing with a spell gesture, producing a sinister ghost face.

At the same time, he leaned back, staring at Yan Xiaobao.

Their eyes met, and then they fiercely collided, one with a fist, the other with a palm. As the Immortal Iron Skin began to act to meet the ghost face's bizarre magic, black light flashed.

A deafening rumbling sound ensued. Blood emerged from Yan Xiaobao's mouth, and as he was sent back flying like a kite with a broken string, his voice erupted internally, crashing into a nearby tree with a bang.

Chen Heng wavered, his face pale. His Qi and blood were surging, shocked at Yan Xiaobao's formidable power. However, he immediately shot towards his opponent, raising his right hand, causing all the mist in the area to form a massive bloody face, pressing towards Yan Xiaobao.

Yan Xiaobao's eyes were fierce and dazzled from being cornered. He twisted in mid-air, pointing at Chen Heng to unleash the Violet Qi Cauldron Control Technique.

He didn't use it to control random things but Chen Heng's body! This was a technique Chen Heng had never heard of before. Suddenly, a powerful force wrapped around him as if a giant hand had grabbed him.

As his cultivation base erupted, he sneered coldly, the bloody face howling, causing Yan Xiaobao's spiritual energy to shatter. Meanwhile, Chen Heng trembled.

At that moment, a Wooden Sword shot towards him, and Yan Xiaobao also rushed out, grabbing onto anything as he called upon the full power of his Immortal Iron Skin.

"What a joke!" Chen Heng said, waving his sleeve. The bloody face passed through him, crushing towards the Wooden Sword. When the two met, the Wooden Sword trembled but did not break. Instead, it pierced through the face, opening a gap.

Yan Xiaobao dove into that gap, relying on his Immortal Iron Skin to handle injuries. As he made his move, Chen Heng's eyes flickered, and he made a spell gesture with his right hand.

The wave of fingers caused a bloody light to appear, a curved blade slicing towards Yan Xiaobao.

In the blink of an eye, the curved bloody light attacked Yan Xiaobao, who coughed up fresh blood. Yet, his fist soared with the full power of his cultivation base.

As Chen Heng was pushed back a few steps, blood flowed from his face, and a surge of heat rang out. However, Yan Xiaobao was not finished yet. So far, he seemed completely exhausted of his power, even his life force... launching explosive attacks. Yan Xiaobao's actions were so swift, Chen Heng had no time to react. Punches and kicks immediately turned into a frenzy of stormy attacks.