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Strongest Medical Saint-Chapter 650: Blood Bursting the Skies
Upon hearing this.
Wan Zusheng was stunned for a moment, looked at the blood-soaked Shen Feng, and coldly shouted, "Still talking tough at death's door, do you really think you can defeat me with your Nascent Soul Stage cultivation?"
"Disappear from this world!"
Even though Shen Feng had survived the ultimate slaughter just now, Wan Zusheng did not take him seriously at all. How powerful could a person at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage be?
Wan Zusheng's right palm struck out, and at that moment, the blood in his body boiled, emitting from him a scorchingly hot energy. A red light burst forth in the palm of his hand.
"Blood Flame Sky Extreme Palm!"
Immediately, a palm print over two meters in height abruptly appeared in the air, carrying an immensely destructive force as it smashed toward Shen Feng not far away.
This giant energy palm print, colored like blood, had blazing flames encircling its periphery.
The air continuously made a "sizzling" sound, and wherever the giant energy palm passed, the space was completely torn apart.
Just the might emitted from this palm made Lu Wansheng and others continuously retreat, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, their eyes filled with concern as they looked at Shen Feng. In this condition, could the Carefree Immortal Emperor resist this palm strike?
After releasing that palm.
A smile appeared on Wan Zusheng's face. He felt he had taken matters too seriously. After all, the other party was merely someone at the Nascent Soul Stage. Even a cultivator at the Middle Stage of Condensing Immortal would not be able to withstand this palm, and this kid would certainly be blasted to the point where not even his bones remained.
As the giant energy palm print drew ever closer, from each pore on Shen Feng's body, a dense malevolent energy also crazily poured out.
Perhaps because it was suppressed earlier, the speed at which the Black Dot released malevolent energy gradually became like a raging flood.
In an instant, his entire being was engulfed by thick malevolent energy.
Just as the giant energy palm print was about to completely hit him, the dense malevolent energy that spilled out suddenly formed a black palm print in the air.
This palm print, created from malevolent energy and filled with endless malevolent energy, touched the blood-red palm print.
"Boom!"
A collision sound that pierced the eardrums immediately echoed throughout the entire world, and the surrounding space became riddled with holes as the endless aftershocks spread out in waves.
The two enormous energy palm prints collided, and after the giant black palm print broke through the red one, it showed no signs of dissipating and instantly shot toward Wan Zusheng.
Originally, this old man was certain that Shen Feng would be obliterated, but who could have predicted this turn of events? This youngster suddenly released an endless stream of black malevolent energy from his body. Moreover, the palm phantom formed by the malevolent energy actually broke his Blood Flame Sky Extreme Palm? How could this be possible? The opponent was just a Nascent Soul Stage youngster!
Always looking calmly at everything, Wan Zusheng previously had a hundred percent certainty of killing Shen Feng. But now, faced with this unexpected event, he was too late to dodge immediately and could only hastily stimulate a layer of energy defense on his body.
"Bang!"
The immense black malevolent energy palm print ferociously hit Wan Zusheng.
The palm print, after colliding with the red palm print and having much of its power consumed, should have been easily stopped by the hastily conjured energy defense, in Wan Zusheng's view.
Indeed, his energy defense did block all the power of that palm strike, but much of the malevolent energy within the palm pierced through the energy defense, directly infiltrating his body.
After being invaded by malevolent energy.
Wan Zusheng's face suddenly changed. He was acutely aware that this malevolent energy was far from ordinary, as it was affecting his temperament. If it were to cause inner demons, he would never be able to make a breakthrough in his cultivation again.
Just as he tried to force out the malevolent energy.
Enveloped in black malevolent energy, Shen Feng rapidly approached. At this moment, his eyes had completely turned blood-red, and under the influence of the malevolent energy, his speed increased by an unknown multiple, even surpassing Wan Zusheng a bit.
Therefore, when Shen Feng swooped in, Wan Zusheng had no time to dodge. His eyes were filled with disbelief. How could a Nascent Soul Stage youngster possibly exceed his own speed? Why was this damned malevolent energy emanating from his body? Could it be that all the changes in the youngster were due to this malevolent energy?
"Bang!"
Shen Feng smashed his fist onto Wan Zusheng's chest, controlling his strength well, merely caving in the bones of the chest. Influenced by the dense malevolent energy, his power faintly exceeded that of Wan Zusheng.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!" the sound of bones breaking echoed.
At the same time, following Shen Feng's approach, the spreading malevolent energy crazily entered Wan Zusheng's body.
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Under the influence of the malevolent energy, Shen Feng's bloodlust grew boundlessly. He didn't kill Wan Zusheng outright because he wanted to see the old man's body continuously spurt blood!
With the dense malevolent energy constantly permeating his body, Wan Zusheng's mind gradually became lost. He realized that he was beginning to lose control of his body.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!—"
In such a situation,
Shen Feng, shrouded in black malevolent energy, with his blood-red eyes flashing with bloodthirst, kept pounding his fists into Wan Zusheng, each punch precise and measured.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!—"
Soon,
All the bones in Wan Zusheng's body were pulverized into dust by Shen Feng's blows, yet his internal organs had not suffered too severe damage. His mind hadn't completely lost itself yet! He continuously let out cries of pain from his throat. Being so thoroughly dominated by a Nascent Soul Stage youngster filled him with towering rage, yet he was utterly powerless to resist, continuously vomiting blood from frustration as he roared, "Stop, boy, stop it, I will leave immediately."
However,
The bloodlust in Shen Feng's heart surged to its pinnacle, his mind more lost than Wan Zusheng's, as his fists kept greeting the other's body relentlessly.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!—"
Fist to flesh, blood splattered everywhere.
It was as if he were a butcher chopping up meat.
It was clear to see that Wan Zusheng's body was slowly turning into a mush of flesh.
And Wan Zusheng himself saw this scene; Shen Feng kept him hanging on by a thread, and he couldn't even self-destruct.
The expressionless youngster before him was simply a devil incarnate. Wan Zusheng's face showed extreme terror. He truly regretted coming here, and in a weakened voice he howled, "Spare me, spare me, I am willing to give you the whole Illusory Flame Kingdom!"
The Shen Feng, wrapped in dense malevolent energy, paused for a moment.
Seeing this, Wan Zusheng, whose body had almost entirely turned into mush with only a few vital organs barely managing to function, thought Shen Feng was tempted. He continued, "I promise, I can assure you, I will absolutely not go back on my word."
However,
The answer to him was another "Bang" of a fist.
Shen Feng's eyes grew even more blood-red, he was done playing. With this punch, he directly blew Wan Zusheng's body apart.
A faint mist of blood diffused into the sky.
Shen Feng took a deep breath of the bloody scent in the air, a hint of satisfaction showing on his face.