Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 248 Bloody Battle

The battle between Prince Wen and the beggar man was like a world-changing demeanor. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the fist wind was howling. The entire royal city became a battlefield.

The peerless master of Yun Dao Realm is really too powerful. Every move, every move, has great power, which can shake the earth and mountains.

Whether the two are evenly matched, Zhao Ji can't tell, the difference in level is too much, they are not on the same level at all, but Wang Cheng is regarded as a disaster by the two.

Between waving hands, there was a faint echo of the power of heaven and earth, and many buildings in the royal city were destroyed, and the floor tiles on the ground were all planed up.

During the battle, the beggar man's fighting style was very crazy, waving his fists like crazy, fortunately, Prince Wen's strength was not weak, and he did not lose the wind at all.

Under thirty strokes, there was no winner or loser, the two gradually stepped up, the battle gradually escalated, each resorted to the most powerful methods, all aiming to kill the other.

"go to hell."

"I'm going to kill you!"

The two roared one after another and made a strong move.

The beggar man punched out, the fist contained the sound of wind and thunder, under the pressure of the fist, a huge force was generated, and it was as fast as lightning, and he punched a hole in Prince Wen's chest.

Prince Wen slashed down with his sword, the light of the sword was as fast as lightning, like thunder and lightning falling in the air, and in an instant, it slashed towards the beggar man's arm.

After one move, the two retreated sharply and quickly opened the distance. Looking at the bowl-sized hole in the chest, not only the blood flowed out, but even the internal organs were clearly visible.

Not only was Prince Wen not angry, not only not afraid, but he laughed out loud, with a look of madness on his face, Ang Tian laughed and said: "Okay, it's very good, happy, really happy."

Don't look at Prince Wen's demeanor as a scholar, he looked polite, but when the Great War broke out and the battle reached a frenzied level, Prince Wen showed his madness, he was simply a martial lunatic.

The wound on the chest squirmed slightly, and soon, the wound stopped bleeding. On the wound, delicate granulation sprouted, which made the wound much better.

The peerless masters in the Yun Dao Realm are different. The growth and division of cells are very fast. In a short period of time, although the injury is not completely healed, it is four or five points better.

"Come on, come on, let's fight again."

With another shout, Prince Wen rushed up excitedly again.

On the shoulder of the beggar man, a sword was struck, and a wound about an inch deep was formed under the sword. Under the pale flesh color, stench of black and red blood spurted out.

The wound on the beggar man's arm was quite serious. It was cut open with a sword, leaving only a little fur connected. With just a light tear, his arm would completely fall off.

With such a heavy injury, the beggar man's face is still calm and composed. He glanced at the wound on his arm lightly, held the left arm that had almost fallen off with his right hand, and paired the wounds on both sides with a light press. up.

When the two peerless masters fought in this battle, although the beggar man's left arm was not very flexible, it was not broken and could still withstand one or two.

The same is true for Prince Wen. When the two fought, although the wound on his chest oozes blood from time to time, and the dark red internal organs can be seen, it did not affect his combat strength at all.

On the contrary, Prince Wen became more and more courageous in the battle, and the strength he displayed became more and more astonishing. He really belonged to the existence of Wu Crazy.

That is to say, the peerless masters of the Yun Dao Realm, if it was an innate warrior, who suffered such trauma, his chest was severely injured, or his arm was almost cut off, let alone continue to fight fiercely, it is good not to die.

Even if a congenital Dzogchen master received such a serious injury, he would have to treat it immediately, and if he wanted to continue to use force, he didn't even think about it.

The peerless masters of the Yun Dao Realm were different. With such a heavy injury, they still didn't take it seriously, and continued to fight fiercely like playing.

"Boom!"

During the battle, there were roars, winds, clouds, and screams.

After watching the battle for a long time, although Zhao Ji still didn't know the specific levels of the two, he could see that the strength of the two should be similar, only the fighting style was different.

"Happy, happy, really refreshing."

The fierce battle was in full swing, the more he was hit, the more serious his injuries were. Not only did Prince Wen appear unaffected, but he became more courageous as he fought, and his combat power increased slightly.

This type of martial arts lunatic is the most difficult to deal with. It is a life-threatening fight. No matter how serious the injury is, it doesn't matter at all. On the contrary, it can display stronger strength. If you are not determined, you may already be scared.

On the other hand, the beggar man's type of fighting is just the opposite of Prince Wen's, not the type of madman Wu, but the calm type.

During the battle with Prince Wen, the beggar man has been very calm, so calm to the point of ice-cold, as if there was no mood swing.

Except for the beggar man who said a few words when he first woke up, he never said a word. Instead, as the battle progressed, the gloomy aura on his body became stronger and he appeared more calm.

Like an emotionless robot, some injuries are ignored at all, even if the arm is broken, the body is split in two, and there will be no mood swings at all.

The two fought fiercely, and all kinds of powerful methods were swayed out like money, which made the scope of the battlefield continuously expand, and gradually spread to nearly half of the city.

The more intense the battle, the greater the damage caused in the city, and the more injuries were added to the two of them, and deep or shallow scars appeared one after another.

Although these injuries are not as serious as the one with the hole and the almost broken arm, the two warriors' injuries became more and more serious and they lost a lot of blood, which made the faces of the two become very pale.

No matter how powerful the peerless master of Yun Dao Realm is, how can he hold on when he has lost nearly half of his blood volume? When the two of them were fighting fiercely, their figures were already a little bit shaky.

When attacking, the speed was much slower, before, Zhao Ji couldn't keep up with the speed of the two fighting, but now, he could see clearly and clearly.

"Hahaha, happy, happy, come again."

Ang Tian couldn't stop laughing, although he lost a lot of blood and became much weaker, Prince Wen's fighting spirit remained undiminished, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

He rushed up again quickly, waving the sword in his hand, the sword intent and sword energy merged, and sharp sword intent and tyrannical power were stimulated from the long sword.

In the sky, on the ground, and in the void, one after another sword energy, killing horizontally, vertically, and even turning around, towards the beggar man.

Zhao Ji's eyes widened, and he was about to continue to observe the wonderful battle between the two. Unexpectedly, the beggar man refused to fight, turned around and ran away, his figure was like a gust of wind, and fled towards the distance.

(End of this chapter)