Zhao San could not help but be curious about this person's identity. He originally thought that this person was just a swindler using the name of a Martial Emperor. However, it seemed like this person was really related to a Martial Emperor.
Although this person was currently in a stalemate with his hundreds of blood dragons, this was only temporary. Soon, this person would be devoured by his blood dragons.
The Martial Emperor's follower only dared to watch from afar. He was very impressed with the means of his Third Ancestor. He could easily suppress the Martial Emperor with a casual strike.
Sword light shot out in all directions, temporarily forcing the hundreds of blood dragons to retreat.
Qin Feng formed a sword seal with both hands, and a sword diagram appeared in front of him. In an instant, tens of thousands of swords shot out at the same time, and endless sword light suppressed the hundreds of blood dragons.
"Bang!" Zhao San threw out a sword light, and slammed his palm against the sword light.
However, at this moment, the sword light and Qin Feng's body swapped places, and Qin Feng's fist landed on Zhao San's palm.
"Five Elements Spirit Transformation!" Qin Feng directly dissolved Zhao San's Ethereal Energy, and landed a solid blow on Zhao San's palm.
"Buzz!" Zhao San's right arm went numb, and the power of the punch actually forced him to retreat.
As the Third Ancestor of the Zhao Clan, even Martial Emperors were like ants in his eyes. Even the Buddha Lord and the Daoist Lord were nothing in his eyes. However, today, he was actually injured by a Martial Emperor of unknown origin. Although it was only a superficial wound, it was still a great humiliation to him.
"Die!" Zhao San was furious, and the Blood Hell Asura Technique was fully activated.
The blood in Qin Feng's body churned, and there were faint signs of it breaking out of his body.
"Using the Blood Hell Asura Technique to activate the Blood Refining Hand!" Qin Feng snorted. This Zhao San was actually so crazy.
"Roar!" Zhao San's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and a crazy aura surged out.
"Roar!" Zhao San's aura continued to rise, and his hair turned blood red.
Qin Feng frowned. There was actually such a ruthless person among Zhao Huaiyi's descendants. This person was not only ruthless to others, but also to himself.
The Blood Hell Asura Art was the strongest cultivation technique in the Blood Prison Realm. Even the Martial Emperor almost died in the Blood Prison. One could imagine how powerful this cultivation technique was.
However, there was a fatal flaw in cultivating this technique. Once one cultivated this technique, they would need to drink blood all day long. As one's cultivation base increased, the amount of blood needed would increase, and the quality of the blood would also increase.
Zhao San had cultivated the Blood Hell Asura Skill to the Mastery Realm. His cultivation was no weaker than the Blood Hand Asura, who had been killed by the Martial Emperor.
Zhao Yi looked at the secret room where Zhao San usually cultivated in seclusion. Under the layers of formations was a pool of blood. Four emperors were tied to the four walls of the pool. They were all connected to a tube, and their blood flowed into the pool.
However, there was a gap above these Great Emperors. Heavenly treasures were constantly flowing into their mouths, replenishing their Qi and blood.
Although these Great Emperors were extremely weak, they still wouldn't die. The Zhao Family had used a large amount of natural treasures to keep them alive until their last breath.
Zhao Yi and Zhao Er waved their hands. They had just captured a realm in the Black Yellow Great World and captured a Great Emperor. A living Great Emperor was enough for their third brother to eat to his heart's content.
"Big brother, what do you think about the reappearance of the Martial World?" Zhao Er looked into the distance with a serious expression.
"It's no big deal. The Martial Emperor is dead, and his henchmen have all been killed by us. Even if there are some who escaped, they can't do anything. This time, even if the Martial Emperor comes back to life, he will definitely die. In terms of battle strength, Zhao San is the strongest among the eight of us!" Zhao Yi smiled faintly.
Zhao Er nodded. He was very confident in Zhao San's battle strength. Zhao San was indeed good to be able to cultivate the Blood Hell Asura Skill and the Blood Refining Hand.
"What we should think about is how to gain more benefits from this war between the Demon Clan and the Human Clan. After all, there are only 100 years before the Gathering of Xuan Pin. In the past 10,000 years, we have only refined 36 Dark Female Pearls. Moreover, there are still three Dark Female Pearls that have not been filled." Zhao Yi shook his head.
"Will those people really come to the Gathering of Xuan Pin?" Zhao Er could not help but ask.
"This is the task left by that person. They will, they will!" Zhao Yi looked into the distance with incomparable determination.
The Black Yellow Great World had been fighting in the East and West for the past 10,000 years, just for this moment!
"Boom!" Qin Feng was shaken back. A hole was forcibly made in the Heavenly Tribulation Battle Armor.
Although the Heavenly Tribulation Battle Armor repaired itself quickly, the punch still hurt Qin Feng.
"Cough, cough, cough!" Qin Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Zhao San had already thrown caution to the wind. He kept activating the Bloody Hell Asura Skill. With such a terrifying power, even a Martial Emperor at his peak would have to be careful.
"Hahaha, die!" Zhao San slashed out several saber lights. Qin Feng did not dare to take them head-on. He could only keep dodging.
Now that Qin Feng had borrowed the power of the Heavenly Tribulation Battle Armor, his strength was comparable to that of a Martial Emperor. However, this was the power of the Heavenly Tribulation Battle Armor, not Qin Feng's strength!
Qin Feng activated the formation on the Heavenly Tribulation Battle Armor to attack Zhao San. However, it was useless. Zhao San, who had activated the Bloody Hell Asura Skill to the extreme, could not stop him.
"Blood Dragon Banner, come!" Zhao San waved his hand and the Emperor Weapon fell into his palm.
"Boom!" Zhao San only shook the Blood Dragon Banner. The Vital Essence within a hundred miles surged up and suddenly compressed.
"Blood Explosion!" Zhao San flicked his finger and a drop of blood entered the Vital Essence.
Suddenly, a huge pillar of blood shot up into the sky and a terrifying explosion rang out!
The Buddhist Lord looked at the flaming monster in front of him and said, "It seems like the outcome has been decided. There is no point in you stopping me."
"Master told me to stop you, so I will stop you. Baldy, don't try to trick me into leaving!" Blazing Glory snorted.
The Buddhist Lord raised his eyebrows. No matter how good his self-control was, he was still angry when this monster called him a bald donkey in front of him.
"Boom!" Mahavairocana's palm came down again. However, it was blocked by the True Dragon of Lightning again.
Mahavairocana did not gain any advantage after several consecutive collisions. Instead, these collisions made the Martial World even more fragile. Many areas had already begun to collapse.
The warriors in the Martial World could not stand it anymore. Even though they knew that they would lose half of their gains, they could only accept it. If they stayed any longer, they would lose their lives.
"Buddhist Sect? Mahavairocana? Pfft! They are all useless trash!"
"To think that I had some expectations for them. In the end, they can't even deal with this stupid formation."
Under a huge turtle shell, Qin Feng heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Luckily, I have Baxia's turtle shell to block it!"
No matter how fierce Zhao San's attacks were, they could not affect Qin Feng, who was inside the turtle shell.
However, Zhao San was indeed very strong. He was almost comparable to the Blood Hand Asura of the past.
"It seems that I can only slash him with my sword!"
Qin Feng stretched out his hand and the Cold Ghost appeared in his hand. The moment the Cold Ghost appeared, the surroundings were frozen by the cold air.
It was an Emperor weapon that he had placed in the Extreme Ice Hell. It had been refined by the cold air in the Extreme Ice Hell for tens of thousands of years. With the help of the Serene Dust Ice Lotus, the Cold Ghost Sword was no longer an ordinary Emperor weapon. It was comparable to the ancient Chaos Emperor weapons that had been passed down from the chaos.
Back when he was a Martial Emperor, he was proficient in all kinds of martial skills. However, he was most proud of his sword skills. He had created three sword moves that were known as the Domineering Three Swords.
The first sword move was the extremely fast Sword of Separation!
The second sword move was the shockingly destructive Flowing Burst!
The third sword move was the last of the Domineering Three Swords. Naturally, it was also the strongest sword move.
Destroy!
The third sword move only had one word: destroy!
This sword move was a sword that could destroy everything. Everything would be destroyed by this sword move!
If there was any sword move in this world that could be compared to this sword move, it would be the move that the current Daoist had comprehended, End of Heaven and End of Earth.
"Sword of Separation!"
Endless cold Qi gathered to form a sword light that cut through the Zhen Yuan in front of Zhao San. This extremely fast sword light instantly cut through Zhao San's Zhen Yuan protective layer.
"Crack!" The biting cold air froze Zhao San's True Essence shield.
However, Zhao San merely waved the Blood Dragon Banner and the sword light was swallowed by the Blood Dragon Banner.
"Explosive Flowing Burst!" He slashed out again and the sword light exploded.
"Ten Thousand Dragons Roar!" Zhao San waved the Blood Dragon Banner and ten thousand Blood Dragons collided with the sword light.
"Is this all you've got? Is this your final counterattack?" Zhao San laughed loudly.
"Destroy!" In an instant, everything fell silent. It was as if everything between heaven and earth had disappeared under this sword move.
"Boom!" A hundred miles of ice rose. This sword move had frozen everything within a hundred miles!
Even Zhao San was completely frozen. Even someone as strong as Zhao San could not dodge this sword move.
"Crack!"
However, the place where Zhao San was suddenly trembled violently. The ice layer cracked and Zhao San walked out of the ice layer alive.
Zhao San looked at Qin Feng with fear in his eyes. He had never thought that someone would be able to slash out such a powerful move. Even thinking about that destructive power left him with lingering fear.
Qin Feng glanced at the gray butterfly in Zhao San's hand. "Black Yellow Spirit Butterfly!"
It was the most miraculous thing in the Black Yellow Great World. It could give people a second life!
Even Zhao San felt a little heartache. A warrior could only refine one Black Yellow Spirit Butterfly in their lifetime. The sword move just now was too fast and too terrifying. It could destroy everything. Even if he activated his Martial Path Dharma Body, he would not be able to block this sword move. He could only use the Black Yellow Spirit Butterfly as a substitute.
"What a pity. What a pity. You used the first two moves as bait for the third move. However, you failed to kill me!" Zhao San could not help but laugh.
"Boom!" Suddenly, a terrifying aura descended from the sky. A black arrow fell towards him.
Zhao San's mind shook. His spirit was suppressed by some kind of power. "This is … the Soul-Hooking Stone!"