Fortunately, Yuan Feiyu had this idea in mind. This method of replenishing the spirit was even faster and more effective than drinking the largest potion.
With a raise of his hand, Di Jiye threw the broken blade in his hand forward forcefully. The blade light emitted a dim afterimage, stopping the figure that was about to fly over and strike him again in succession. He then quickly took out the blade that was not too deep into his abdomen. He drew half a circle in the air with his finger, and the blade continued to fly forward with the light blue light wrapped in ice.
Feng Pudu raised his hand to first remove the first three pieces of blade pieces that flew over, then stopped, and the fourth blade piece flew over. He leaned over, and the blade pieces flew past his ears with a swoosh, and then soundlessly swept past his back.
Feng Pudu was shocked, and almost couldn't dodge. He knew that in the demon battles, there was a method to control throwing knives to track the target, but this could only be done when the spiritual energy was full of energy and was calm. He never thought that Di Jiye, a mere fifth level Devil Battle Master, would have such a strong combat ability.
He steadied his body and calmly swung his sword to cut apart that piece of debris. The fragment was sliced into two halves, and each of the halves was halved before returning a counterattack.
Feng Pudu was secretly shocked, this technique was so strong.
However, with his strength as a Devil Battle King of the eighth step, and having made preparations, it was only natural that he would not be harmed. After the shard had been knocked back a second time, the spirit energy that was attached to it had run out and it fell to the ground with a clatter.
This already gave Di Jiye enough time to escape.
His feet touched the ground, and he shot backward. He turned slightly in the air, his hands moving his belt to his abdomen and tightening the wound. Di Ji Ye immediately took out another sword to protect himself and told the golden-winged man, "…" | Gourwood … "Crack …
However, his body continued to rely on the power of the palm to increase the distance between him and Feng Pudu.
This fast reaction speed caught even Feng Pudu somewhat off guard. He wanted to take advantage of the chaos to kill Di Jiye in one move, and then use the Worm Clan to exterminate his corpse. Otherwise, he would be able to clear the mistake in his Worm Clan and kill Di Jiye in the shortest amount of time possible. Don't let anyone else know, and don't get entangled with each other, the whole process is clean.
He had planned things well, and never thought that Di Jiye would actually be able to survive one of his full-powered attacks. This was completely unscientific!
An attack with the full might of a Devil Battle King of the eighth step would at least be considered as overpowering. How could he not even faint from beating a mere fifth level Devil Battle Master?
It had to be known that even if the sixth level Devil Battle Master s met the seventh level, they would still be completely defeated. The Devil Battle King and the Devil Battle Master were separated into two different levels, their strengths couldn't be considered equal.
Feng Pudu did not expect that half of his attack was absorbed by the Worm Clan's body and the Ice and Snow Defensive Barrier, and some were even blocked by the curved blade in front of Di Jiye's chest. Only about a quarter of the attack landed on Di Jiye's body.
But even so, Di Jiye felt that it was too much for him. Taking advantage of when Feng Pudu wasn't there yet, he raised his hand and quickly took out the Blood Replenishing Pill and poured it into his mouth like it was free.
Di Jiye had been fighting countless of times in actual combat since he was young, so injuries were a common occurrence. He did not care at all, and only felt a stifling sensation in his chest and a mouthful of blood in his throat. He gritted his teeth, not daring to spurt out any blood.