The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma

Before the stone man, amidst a rain of blood, a brand new crimson giant materialized out of thin air.

It's a size smaller than before, but Gao Haoguang is only more dangerous.

If the previous blood-soaked figures were giant beasts built from brute force...

So now this blood-soaked figure is like a sharpened blade.

Every joint and every muscle line exudes a well-trained precision and sharpness.

The crimson giant took a step forward, crouching low, and his right fist, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, slammed straight towards the stone man's face.

Zhao Yan's voice suddenly turned stern, like a master reprimanding a good-for-nothing disciple.

"With one punch, the center gate is wide open!"

"boom!"

The stone man was struck so hard that he staggered backward, almost losing his footing.

The crimson giant pressed its advantage, giving Gao Haoguang no chance to catch his breath.

Another punch.

Gao Haoguang hurriedly manipulated the stone figure to extend its left hand to block.

However, Zhao Yan's Blood Man Fist style is extremely bizarre.

The fist suddenly changed direction in mid-air, bypassing the stone man's hastily raised left arm, and struck his face again.

"boom!"

A large chunk of the stone figure's head broke off, and rubble rained down.

broken!

He wants to take the path of overcoming strength with skill!

Gao Haoguang was greatly shocked and desperately tried to stabilize the swaying stone figure, attempting to reorganize the defense.

But the crimson giants' attacks came wave after wave, making it almost impossible to defend against them.

Zhao Yan's voice was cold and precise, each word like a knife, cutting into Gao Haoguang's heart:

"Weak forehand and poor backhand!"

"boom"

"His steps were unsteady, and his eyes were lifeless!"

"Bang! Bang!"

"Not a single part of him is presentable!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The crimson giant's fists rained down like a storm, each strike landing precisely on the points where the stone golem's magical power was concentrated.

With a single punch, the stone man's left arm shattered.

Another punch, and his right leg shattered.

Another punch, and the runes on his chest dimmed.

The stone figure teetered on the brink of collapse, its body riddled with cracks that spread like a spiderweb, making it almost impossible for it to coalesce and take shape.

Gao Haoguang gritted his teeth and desperately poured his remaining magical power into the talisman to keep the stone figure from dispersing.

But just then, he saw a knife.

An unprecedented blood-red blade is slowly taking shape in the blood-red man's hands.

Gao Haoguang's pupils suddenly contracted.

Is this the guy who could fight the Turtle Immortal a thousand years ago?

That's an exaggeration.

For the first time, Gao Haoguang felt like he was challenging a mountain with an almost insurmountable peak.

The mountain weighed heavily on his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

But that's how it is.

That's exactly what I wanted!

A flame ignited in Gao Haoguang's eyes.

Zhao Yan's gaze turned cold, giving his opponent no further chances:

"That's about it, it's time to end this."

The long guan dao (a type of halberd) took shape completely in the hands of the blood-soaked man.

The Great Evil Blood Martial Crimson Wolf Moon-Slaying Blade!

The blade was blood-red, and the phantom of a greedy wolf on its edge howled towards the sky, as if it wanted to devour the moon.

The crimson giant gripped his sword with both hands, his body sinking slightly, and then...

cut!

A blood-red halberd depicting the greedy wolf flashed by.

A crimson dividing line suddenly appeared on Gao Haoguang's stone figure, running from his left shoulder to his right waist.

"boom!!!"

The stone figure's upper body slowly slid down and crashed to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Stones tumbled and rubble flew everywhere.

On the sea behind the stone figure, a ravine tens of meters long suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The seawater was cleaved open by the sword's energy, creating towering waves several meters high that could not be closed for a long time.

The power of a single strike is truly astounding.

"In the end, my younger brother won this round."

Zhao Yan paused, his gaze falling on the small figure in the dust, a hint of mutual respect appearing in his eyes:

"How can someone with such a lowly cultivation level be able to fully unleash a powerful divine talisman?"

"If we had given him more time, he might have really been punished by the heavens."

Smoke and dust filled the air, and the ruins lay silent.

Zhao Yan turned around, preparing to deal with the remaining members of the Three Truths Sect.

however

"Do not."

Amidst the billowing dust, Gao Haoguang's voice pierced through the air.

The voice was weak and tired, as if it had used up its last bit of strength.

But his tone carried a chilling certainty.

"We've had enough time."

Gao Haoguang raised his head, his gray hair covered in dust and bloodstains, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

"Senior brother! Make your move!"

Senior brother?!

Zhao Yan's expression changed.

This kid has a backup plan?!

A gust of wind rushed straight to the back of his head.

Zhao Yan's pupils contracted sharply, and his body instinctively wanted to turn around.

But halfway through the turn, his body involuntarily froze in place.

An invisible force descended from the sky, like an invisible giant hand, gripping his soul tightly.

It was as if an invisible hand had reached into his body and seized the lifeline of his soul.

[Soul Binding and General Command]!

Zhao Yan felt his consciousness freeze in an instant, as if he had been thrown into an ice cave.

My body is completely immobile.

I can't even blink.

Just then, a burly figure silently appeared behind him.

Xia Chuan.

He had been waiting.

When Zhao Yan's bloody body and Gao Haoguang's stone figure fought to the point of mutual destruction.

Just when Zhao Yan's attention was completely focused on Gao Haoguang, and just when Zhao Yan thought the situation was settled and relaxed his vigilance,

Then, he made his move.

Xia Chuan reached out with his right hand and grabbed Zhao Yan's head.

[Soul Deciphering]!

The cutting lines that sever the soul instantly appeared at Xia Chuan's fingertips.

They intertwined and enveloped Zhao Yan's head.

Zhao Yan's eyes widened.

This feeling... is it killing me?!

There wasn't enough time to switch people completely!

Zhao Yan bit his tongue and recklessly activated the remaining magical power within his body.

[A monstrous body swaps bodies!]