Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 161, Mid-Rank Great Blood Demon

Gu Wuji took a deep look in the direction Chu Ming left, then turned around and left in the opposite direction.

The surrounding strong wind blew across Chu Ming’s cheeks, and through his flowing white robe, his eyes remained fixed on the compass in his hand. He didn’t take Gu Wuji’s probing to heart at all. If the "Fire Element Body Forging Chapter" hadn’t broken through to the Fifth Layer, Gu Wuji would still pose some danger to him. Now, within ten moves, he was confident that he could defeat Gu Wuji.

Bang!

From a concealed spot in the distance, a red shadow suddenly sprang up from the ground, startling the earth around it to tremble. The shadow exuded an evil aura, and the scent of blood drifted from its body into the air.

"Hehehe..."

With a strange laugh, the Blood Demon before him suddenly swooped towards Chu Ming. Narrowing his eyes, he glanced at the pointer on the compass, which indicated that there should be a Blood Spirit Flower here.

Bang!

Chu Ming threw out a light punch, yellow light like a dragon rubbing against the air, producing rumbling sounds, causing red soil around to splatter.

Wham!

A mere lower-level Great Blood Demon couldn’t withstand Chu Ming’s punch, and it was directly blown apart by his fist force, turning into thin Demonic Qi in the air.

Swoosh!

Chu Ming’s gaze swept around and he spotted a delicate and dripping Blood Spirit Flower on a nearby mound, its three petals adorned with faint red streaks that sparkled.

A hundred-year-old Blood Spirit Flower!

A gleam of joy flashed across Chu Ming’s eyes, and he sighed inwardly. As expected, the White Compass is incredibly powerful. Last time, he roamed the Blood Demon Sea for two days and only found two hundred-year-old Blood Spirit Flowers. But this time, with the help of the White Compass, he found one on the first try. The difference is incomparable.

Swoosh!

Chu Ming’s body flew forward, plucking the Blood Spirit Flower and placing it into his Storage Ring before taking out the White Compass again to guide him.

....

Bang!

A flash of yellow light, and amidst the flying fist force, a Great Blood Demon was killed with a single punch. Chu Ming panted slightly. Following the guidance of the White Compass, he had found quite a few Blood Spirit Flowers, but he hadn’t expected that this time there would be dozens of Great Blood Demons hidden around the Blood Spirit Flower.

"Hehehe..."

Among the dozens of Great Blood Demons, one particularly large Great Blood Demon looked at Chu Ming with evil eyes. The Blood Qi around it was at least ten times stronger than that of an ordinary Great Blood Demon, and it even seemed to faintly discolor the space.

A mid-level Great Blood Demon!

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Five or six lower-level Great Blood Demons turned into Blood Arrows, shooting towards Chu Ming. The whistling from all around, with a lingering blood scent, came from all directions. Behind these Blood Arrows, countless blood-colored tentacles extended from the mid-level Great Blood Demon, transforming into a booming sound, slapping at Chu Ming.

"Blood Killing Fist!"

With all his Gang Yuan activated, a yellow armor formed at key points on Chu Ming’s body. Red interwoven with yellow fist auras rushed out from his hands, and sonic booms resounded in the air. Air waves rolled around, and red dust was swept up like sharp swords.

Whiz, whiz, whiz...

The sound of breaking air continued, two of the lower-level Great Blood Demons were punched to pieces by Chu Ming, but his fist force was immediately dispersed by the mid-level Great Blood Demon’s tentacles.

Chu Ming’s eyes flashed. With his current strength, no matter how many lower-level Great Blood Demons there were, they posed no threat to him. But a mid-level Great Blood Demon was absolutely beyond his ability to handle.

The mid-level Great Blood Demon hadn’t attacked directly, intending to let the surrounding lower-level Great Blood Demons exhaust Chu Ming’s strength completely. Although he kept punching, his strength was only about thirty to forty percent depleted. But, if this continued, death was the only result.

Bang!

After another punch, Chu Ming’s body turned into a streamlined gust of wind, retreating swiftly. With light steps, he already appeared a hundred meters away, but the mid-level Great Blood Demon was not slow either, seemingly faster than Chu Ming.

Turning into a burst of red light, the mid-level Great Blood Demon charged at Chu Ming, its Demonic Qi transforming into a skeletal form, clawing to devour him. The sharp Blood Qi seemed to turn into a scythe of death.

"Blood Killing Fist!"

Chu Ming’s left hand pulled like a bow, his muscles bulging, directly augmenting with fifteen strands of the Power of Fire. Instantly, his fist shimmered with dazzling yellow light, emitting terrifying heat like a small sun.

Whiz, whiz, whiz...

Chu Ming’s body shook, then flew backward. The mid-level Great Blood Demon, comparable to a Sixth Layer True Dao martial artist, even with Chu Ming’s Fire Element Body Forging Chapter breaching the Fifth Layer, was far beyond his match.

Bang, bang, bang...

However, with the boost of fifteen strands of the Power of Fire, the yellow punch force crushed the terrifying blood qi skull. As Chu Ming retreated, he felt the qi and blood in his chest churning violently.

Bang!

No time to recover, as soon as he landed, Chu Ming’s body split into nine phantoms, darting in different directions, and in a blink of an eye, each fled a hundred meters.

"Hehehe..."

The mid-level Great Blood Demon let out another strange laugh, its body suddenly expanding, countless blood-colored tentacles stretching out. These blood-colored tentacles had no physical form, but any ordinary martial artist caught by them would die instantly.

The blood-colored tentacles extended rapidly, lashing the ground with fierce gusts, causing sand and wind to swirl, blurring vision, with deep grooves appearing distinctly everywhere.

Whiz, whiz, whiz...

One phantom after another shattered into stardust. As only two phantoms remained, Chu Ming’s body had already moved three hundred meters away. Seeing Chu Ming about to escape, the mid-level Great Blood Demon let out a roar of unwilling anger, and a blood-colored flying sword shot out from its mouth, aiming to kill Chu Ming.

The Blood Sword looked unremarkable, but its speed was several times faster than Chu Ming’s. In the blink of an eye, it was at Chu Ming’s back.

"Phantom Stream Blade!"

Seeing he was about to be hit, Chu Minglan’s Blue Red Sword instantly unsheathed. The space fell silent, as if time itself had halted. A brilliant light flashed from Chu Ming’s sword.

Whiz!

The Blood Sword was too powerful, instantly shattering Chu Ming’s Sword Aura. The violent Sword Qi made Chu Ming spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, utilizing the rebound force, Chu Ming’s speed increased, and he disappeared from the sight of these Blood Demons in the blink of an eye.

When Chu Ming’s figure vanished, the Blood Demons let out unwilling cries, then slowly sank into the ground, awaiting the arrival of other martial artists.

After running three to four kilometers continuously, and feeling no Blood Demons were pursuing him, Chu Ming finally slowed down. His body was in terrible condition. The mid-level Great Blood Demon’s attack had not only injured his flesh but also caused some blockage in his meridians.