C93 Blood-stained Qingfeng Ridge

Zhao Mingzhe watched coldly as Zhao Dong led his men and surrounded himself. On the other hand, Zhao Dong's face, which seemed to be covered by a layer of frost, continued to speak coldly:

"Zhao Mingzhe, if you know what's good for you, then stop yourself …"

"I know what I'm doing. Don't worry, it won't be long before I kill you!"

Zhao Dong choked upon Zhao Mingzhe's words, and then said coldly:

"You dog, the Zhao Family has raised you for all these years, you dare to speak to me like that …!"

Zhao Mingzhe sneered, and interrupted Zhao Dong's words once again:

"You talk so much nonsense. The Zhao Family has raised me for many years, but Zhao Meng has always wanted to kill me. Furthermore, I am no longer a member of your Zhao Family.

"Then die!"

Following Zhao Dong's explosive shout, dozens of different weapons attacked Zhao Mingzhe at the same time.

Zhao Mingzhe's eyes turned cold as he used the Floating Willow Body Art to dodge continuously. With a thought, a white light flashed and a light blue long spear appeared in his hand.

The long spear hummed, as if it was alive in Zhao Mingzhe's hand, spear marks continued to flash, and in the blink of an eye, the sound of the spear and weapon clashing started to ring out.

However, Zhao Mingzhe had not even fully recovered from his injuries, when he made his move, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, causing his spear to dissipate a bit, following that, two long blades and one long sword shot out through the spear towards Zhao Mingzhe.

Su Yun forcefully used the fusion between the Floating Willow Body Art and the wind, causing Zhao Mingzhe to dodge two long blades, but the sword pierced his arm, causing his blood to fly out.

With a sinister look, Zhao Mingzhe endured the pain. With a hum, his long spear shot out along with the sword that had cut him. As the spear rushed forward, it suddenly increased in size.

This cultivator from Zhao Clan had just injured Zhao Mingzhe, and was currently rejoicing in his heart, as he did not expect Zhao Mingzhe's counterattack to be so sharp, for a moment, he was unable to dodge, and his throat was pierced by a spear. He had lost his life!

With a loud roar, Zhao Mingzhe lifted the man's body up using his long spear, and smashed him towards the other people who were attacking. However, this sudden burst of strength actually affected the wound on his chest, causing Zhao Mingzhe to be unable to resist spitting out another mouthful of blood.

Zhao Dong's eyes turned cold. He rushed forward and shouted,

"Sky Splitting Palm!"

Following that, Zhao Mingzhe felt a wave of palm energy that overflowed into the heavens coming from Zhao Dong's hands. The palm strike that Zhao Dong had thrown out seemed to be illusory and intangible, untraceable and untraceable. However, its speed and strength had reached the pinnacle!

Originally, when Zhao Mingzhe was fighting the enemy, his focus had always been on the strongest, Zhao Dong. However, after Zhao Dong made his move, Zhao Mingzhe realized that the average, strong Zhao Dong was beyond his expectations.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Mingzhe raised his left hand to receive the attack. In the blink of an eye, the last move from the Cloudpaw, Nine Nine Nine Returning to One, was thrown out.

A huge "bang" sound could be heard. After Zhao Mingzhe and Zhao Dong exchanged blows, they felt a huge force attacking them and their entire left arm lost all feeling. Their bodies couldn't help but fly backwards.

However, the long spear in Zhao Mingzhe's right hand was not idle either. Borrowing the huge force behind him, he instantly drew a half arc, forcing those who were in his way back.

Zhao Mingzhe tried his best to stabilize his body. Looking at Zhao Dong's sinister gaze, he felt that there would be trouble tonight.

Just now, with the strike, Zhao Mingzhe had determined that Zhao Dong's strength was at least at the Bone Forging stage. Even if there was a difference of several stages in strength, Zhao Mingzhe would be able to contend with him.

Originally, Zhao Mingzhe's heart had been a little pressured after experiencing a series of changes between the Phoenix Cry Sect and Ye Jinxuan. Now that he had faintly reached the realm of certain death, Zhao Mingzhe's heart unconsciously generated a little hostility, and he instantly decided that killing one was enough, killing two was a profit!

Seeing that the others had already rushed up while shouting loudly, Zhao Mingzhe shouted:

"Hidden Dragon Subduing Tiger!"

The long spear pierced the ground instantly, Zhao Mingzhe walked forward with it, borrowing the force of the ground, he swept up all the sand and stones on the ground.

This was the first time Zhao Mingzhe had used the Dragon Exploring Plate Spear Art ever since he had stepped into the Cultivating Meridian Realm. Judging from its power, it was more than twice as strong as before.

The long spear brought with it sand and rocks that filled the sky. It was as if a violent wave had formed on flat ground as it smashed towards the cultivators of the Zhao Family from all directions!

Amidst the cries of shock, the few cultivators of the Zhao Family who were charging forward brandished their weapons in an attempt to block the flying sand and rocks.

At this time, a sound like a dragon's roar echoed out. The light blue spear underneath the ground thrust out from an incredible angle. Before the person in front of him could even react, his chest was pierced by the sword!

The bloody tip of the spear had an unending momentum, causing another person behind him to arrive with a stick of candied fruits. A line of blood erupted from his chest, similarly being pierced by the spear!

With a roar, Zhao Mingzhe used the force in his hands and slashed horizontally with his spear. The two people who were pierced through were lifted up like paper and struck the spear towards the person beside him.

A cultivator from the Zhao Family who was standing nearby was caught off guard. Just as he dodged the two bodies of his two companions, he was struck in the chest by the spear and blood spurted out like a fountain.

One Spear, Three Killing Strikes, the color of heaven and earth changed!

Zhao Dong's face darkened. With a loud roar, he struck Zhao Mingzhe's long spear with his palm.

With the huge force approaching, Zhao Mingzhe almost couldn't hold onto his spear anymore. At this time, Zhao Dong had already seized the opportunity to charge forward and pushed out with both of his palms, striking towards Zhao Mingzhe's face and chest.

Seeing that Zhao Mingzhe was about to dodge, another gust of wind blew through the mountain range.

Zhao Mingzhe almost instinctively used the cool breeze and her Floating Willow Body Art to its utmost limit, barely avoiding Zhao Dong's palms.

However, Zhao Mingzhe was unable to dodge the sneak attack of a cultivator from behind him. His back was instantly slashed by a blade, the heart wrenching pain almost caused Zhao Mingzhe to faint.

Zhao Mingzhe rushed forward and took the chance to reduce the force of the blade behind him, causing blood to flow out from the corner of his mouth.

Just at this time, the light blue spear in Zhao Mingzhe's hands suddenly changed from light blue to deep blue, and then to blood-red!

Zhao Mingzhe didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the long spear was emitting waves of buzzing sound.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Zhao Mingzhe's eyes, at this moment, were completely red, and with a roar, the pike in his hand flickered with countless of pikes.

One, two, three, four …

After waiting for the thirty-six spear flowers to flash, not only did Zhao Mingzhe feel that the spear had become lighter, he also felt that this spear had a soul and continued to emit ear-piercing buzzing sounds!

At this time, the thirty-six spear flowers formed a small phoenix shadow in the air and surged forward.

However, this smaller phoenix shadow was not like the one that the Martial God Zhao Zilong used in Zhao Mingzhe's mind. If one were to say that the phoenix shadow stabbed out by the War God Zhao Zilong carried a wave of soaring pride and grandeur, it would seem that the name of Divine Phoenix was not dishonoured.

Yet the phoenix that Zhao Mingzhe pierced out, seemed to have come out from hell, bringing with it a dark, vicious aura, and the temperament of a phoenix, was completely out of place.

In the next moment, a series of screams rang out. Several people in front were struck by Phoenix's phantom shadow, and in an instant, they were struck by countless shots. The bloody mist surrounding their bodies exploded and they fell to the ground, no longer able to survive!

In the next moment, a hum came from inside Zhao Mingzhe's mind, the Spear Soul's voice suddenly came out:

"Zhao Mingzhe, stop right now, you must guard your heart and mind. "Right now, you are on the verge of becoming an Fallen Devil. If you take another step forward, you will definitely be doomed forever …"