Volume 1 Chapter 78 Blood Contract Law

  Yang Feng recalled that the technique used by the Pope was a martial art from the Holy Fire Order, and although he had not deliberately practiced these techniques, they were still recorded in his mind. Therefore, Yang Feng was able to anticipate his enemy's moves and grasp the initiative at every turn, barely turning the disadvantage around!

  However, Yang Feng was not having a good time at this moment. On the one hand, the Pope's strength was not as strong as he had previously shown, but according to the standards of Huaxia ancient martial arts, it should also be in the realm of Xiantian Dacheng, and both power and speed were still quite strong. If Yang Feng hadn't broken through the Xiantian third-level boundary, he wouldn't have had the strength to fight the Pope at all!

  On the other hand, in the sky, that giant Sacred Beetle was staring at him with a fierce gaze, waiting for an opportunity to attack Yang Feng. If Yang Feng hadn't been following the Pope closely like a shadow, the Sacred Beetle would have attacked him long ago!

  What worried Yang Feng even more was that Xiaocang, who had not been breathing much on one side, was now completely silent and still. Although Xiaocang's howling had been a good sign that it was still alive, the fact that it was no longer making any noise or moving at all was what was truly worrisome!

  In this situation, only by using Yang Feng's greatest lifesaving technique can it be possible to capture the Pope, and then let the Pope control the Sacred Beetle, so that Yang Feng and Xiao Qing can escape danger. And now, the most powerful martial art that Yang Feng can display is the Descending Dragon Eighteen Palms, although he can only display the first three palms, this is already his limit.

  Yang Feng's Nine Yin White Bone Claw fiercely attacked the Pope several times, then jumped to the side. Without any pause, he launched the Dragon Descending Eighteen Palms. Yang Feng first used his right body's Nine Yang Divine Technique true energy, and from his right fist, he struck out a palm called Flying Dragon in the Sky. A five-meter-long fire dragon emitting intense flames shot out from Yang Feng's right fist, flying towards the Pope.

  Then Yang Feng activated the true energy of Jiuyin Zhenjing on his left side, and his left fist shot out the second palm of Xiāo Lóng Shí Bā Zhǎng, "See Dragon in the Field". A five-meter-long ice dragon emitting a chilling aura burst forth from Yang Feng's left fist and flew towards the Pope. Without any delay, Yang Feng once again activated the blood-colored true energy within his body, and with both palms out, he struck the third palm of Xiāo Lóng Shí Bā Zhǎng, "Hidden Dragon Do Not Use". Another five-meter-long blood dragon emitting a bloody and murderous aura flew out from Yang Feng's palms and charged towards the Pope!

  Three vivid and lifelike Huaxia divine dragons flew towards the Pope, instantly causing a violent storm in the air, with flying sand and rocks, and tornadoes suddenly appearing out of thin air, sweeping everything on the ground. Yang Feng's three palms didn't stop for a moment, and under the full force of his internal energy, he desperately struck them out, leaving the Pope no chance to react before being swallowed up by the three divine dragons.

  After the three loud roars, a huge pit appeared where the Pope was standing earlier. However, when the dust settled, there was no sign of the Pope's figure, as if he had been blown away by Yang Feng's three moves. But Yang Feng, who was standing on one side, remained vigilant and kept an eye on the huge pit while also being on guard against the Saintly Beetle in the air.

  The three palms just now had consumed the Nine Yin True Classics, Nine Yang Divine Skills and Blood-colored True Qi in Yang Feng's body. If it weren't for the Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi True Qi and the strong physique that had been tempered all along, Yang Feng might have fallen long ago. Now Yang Feng is only barely holding on, praying in his heart that this blow can severely injure the Pope, because he really doesn't have the strength to fight again!

  Just as Yang Feng was staring at the huge pit, the Holy Beetle in the sky suddenly spat out another holy light ball and attacked Yang Feng's back. Although Yang Feng had been on guard against the Holy Beetle's attack, he still put most of his mind on the Pope, causing Yang Feng to react a bit slower to the Holy Beetle.

  However, the speed at which the Sacred Beetle fired the Holy Light Ball was terrifying. By the time Yang Feng reacted, it was already too late. Just as the Holy Light Ball was about to hit Yang Feng's body, Xiao Qing, who was lying on the ground and struggling to breathe, suddenly pounced over and shielded Yang Feng with her own body. The Holy Light Ball once again struck Xiao Qing's body!

  This time, Xiao Qing didn't let out a loud roar or roll around again. Instead, she looked at Yang Feng, who hadn't suffered too much damage, and slowly closed her eyes. In Xiao Qing's gaze, Yang Feng saw a satisfied expression, as if she was very pleased and relieved to have been able to save him.

  "Ah!" Seeing Xiao Qing close her eyes, a wave of grief and indignation suddenly enveloped Yang Feng's mind. He felt as if his chest was being crushed by a massive boulder, making it hard for him to breathe. Yang Feng wanted to vent his emotions, but his body had no strength, and he could only let out a mournful roar.

  Yang Feng hated himself at this moment for not having enough powerful strength. If his own strength was strong enough, he wouldn't be watching Xiao Qing die in front of him without being able to do anything. The more and more unbearable thoughts were entwining in Yang Feng's heart, and Yang Feng's eyes were slowly turning red at this time, not the kind of red caused by blood rushing, but a very strange blood red color!

  If someone could see Yang Feng's eyes at this time, they would definitely see a picture in his eerie blood-red eyes. It was a picture of mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. On top of a mountain of corpses, Yang Feng stood on it, holding a broken sword, covered in fresh blood, looking like a demon king!

  Although the appearance of that painting, Yang Feng's heart suddenly jumped a few times, and then a powerful force capable of destroying heaven and earth surged out from Yang Feng's heart, and this force continuously flowed towards Yang Feng's right arm, being absorbed by the broken sword attached to Yang Feng's arm!

  At this time, Yang Feng was already in a state of complete unconsciousness, with no idea what had happened to his body. Suddenly, Yang Feng's right arm emitted a seven-colored glow, and then a broken sword appeared in Yang Feng's hand, which he raised up. Then, the blade of that broken sword actually produced a hundred-meter-long crimson sword glow!

  Yang Feng swung his broken sword, the crimson blade mixed with the howling wind sound, chopping towards the Holy Beetle. The Holy Beetle seemed to know its danger and instinctively chose to escape when it saw Yang Feng holding the broken sword and chopping towards itself. However, it underestimated Yang Feng's power at this moment. The blade flashed by, directly cleaving onto the Holy Beetle's body, followed by a deafening roar, and the Holy Beetle's body split into four pieces. A shower of golden blood rained down from the sky!

  After resolving the Sacred Beetle, the broken sword in Yang Feng's hand disappeared again. However, Yang Feng did not regain consciousness at this time, and his eyes were still that eerie blood-red color! Yang Feng slowly walked to Xiao Qing's side, looking at Xiao Qing who no longer had any signs of life, furrowed his brow, seemingly thinking about how to rescue Xiao Qing.

  There are now two huge blood holes on Xiao Qing's body, with fresh blood flowing non-stop. The two holy light balls that were invaded into Xiao Qing's body by the Holy Beetle are also wreaking havoc on Xiao Qing's internal organs and body, slowly taking away Xiao Qing's vitality. It can be said that Xiao Qing is now beyond salvation.

  After a moment of contemplation, Yang Feng suddenly reached out and pressed his hand on Xiao Qing's body. A powerful suction force then appeared in the palm of his hand, quickly absorbing the energy of the Holy Light Ball from Xiao Qing's body into his own. Following that, Yang Feng stretched out his right index finger and drew a line across his left chest, whereupon a massive wound suddenly materialized on Yang Feng's chest.

  However, it was strange that the wound, although very large, about two fingers long, did not bleed a single drop. Then Yang Feng opened his chest and revealed his heart, which was black in color. Although it was beating like a normal heart, it looked more like a black stone.

  Yang Feng still used his index finger to tap the black stone-like heart, and immediately a drop of fresh blood emerged from that black heart. Yang Feng caught the drop of blood with his finger, then bent his finger and flicked it onto Xiao Qing's giant python head. Afterwards, Yang Feng wiped his finger on the wound at his chest, and that wound suddenly disappeared in a strange manner!

  Yang Feng finished all this and came to the front of Xiao Qing, then he muttered to himself, his hands constantly casting a series of mysterious hand seals. As Yang Feng cast his hand seals, mysterious symbols appeared in the air, these symbols continuously combined and arranged, finally forming a huge "契" character. Then that "契" character slowly fell onto Xiao Qing's forehead, landing on the drop of fresh blood that Yang Feng had left there earlier.

  At this moment, a blood light emanated from Xiao Qing's forehead, and the drop of fresh blood and the contract character composed of countless symbols slowly merged together. After completely becoming one, they transformed into two blood lights that pierced into Yang Feng and Xiao Qing's foreheads, disappearing without a trace.

  After all this, the eerie scene in Yang Feng's eyes disappeared, and his blood-red eyes gradually returned to normal. Then, he saw Yang Feng fall backwards and faint into a coma. On the other side, Xiao Qing's two huge blood holes on her body were slowly healing, and her body began to squirm, Xiao Qing was actually alive again!

  What exactly did Yang Feng just do to revive Xiao Qing?! If there were people from ancient times here, they would definitely recognize it - what Yang Feng just did was the Blood Contract Law! The establishment of this contract allows both parties to share their life force, and since Xiao Qing is already dead, only this contract can bring her back to life.

  But why did Yang Feng make this contract?! Why did he just turn into that person with crimson eyes, and there were eerie images in his eyes?! What's the deal with that broken sword?! Why can it emit such a sword aura?! None of these things can be explained, because Yang Feng has already fainted!