673: Chapter 673 Xuanhuang Battle Fist!

Two thousand two hundred and seventy-nine patterns.

This was his natal spirit weapon—the Xuanhuang War Fist.

Forged with Xuanhuang Refined Gold as the main material, supplemented by various precious spiritual materials.

Its defensive power was astonishing, and its offensive power was not weak either.

Zhao Wuji put on the gauntlets and clenched his fists.

The gauntlets fit his fingers perfectly, without a single gap.

His aura suddenly surged.

Facing Zhao Wuji, Qin Yan did not dare to be careless.

Blood mist swirled around the long spear!

Crimson blood qi gushed out from Qin Yan's body, wrapping around the moyuan spirit weapon and staining the pitch-black shaft a dark red.

Blood Burst, activated immediately!

The aura around Qin Yan's body suddenly doubled once more! His already incomparably powerful aura was now like a volcanic eruption, violent and blazing.

This wasn't the end.

Blood mist drifted out from around Qin Yan, rapidly spreading to the surroundings.

The blood mist was as crimson as sunset clouds and as thick as pulp, spreading in all directions with Qin Yan as the center.

The Void Realm within a radius of dozens of zhang was instantly enveloped by the blood mist.

Blood Mist Domain, activated!

This was one of the Divine Abilities that came with Qin Yan's Indestructible Blood Demon Body, capable of weakening an enemy's overall abilities by ten percent.

Looking at the astonishing aura on Qin Yan, a trace of wariness flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes.

This Qin Yan was even more difficult to deal with than he had anticipated.

But he did not back down.

“Xuanhuang Domain, open!”

Zhao Wuji pressed his palms together and suddenly thrust them upward, as if holding up the heavens.

As his voice fell, streaks of xuanhuang qi spread out from his body!

This xuanhuang qi was heavy and steady, like the breath of the earth.

They gushed out simultaneously from Zhao Wuji's pores, acupoints, and Meridians, swirling, rising, and spreading around him.

The xuanhuang qi intertwined and condensed in the air, forming phantoms of Xuanhuang Giants!

These phantoms were several zhang tall, entirely Xuanhuang in color, with indistinguishable faces—only a blurry humanoid silhouette could be seen.

They stood tall with their arms crossed over their chests like guardian deities, tightly protecting Zhao Wuji in the center.

Each Xuanhuang phantom radiated a mountain-like sense of oppression.

They stood there quietly, yet gave off an unshakeable feeling, as if any attack landing on them would be easily neutralized.

The Xuanhuang phantoms collided with Qin Yan's blood mist.

The crimson blood mist and the Xuanhuang True Qi were clearly demarcated, like two armies facing off, refusing to yield an inch.

The blood mist attempted to corrode the Xuanhuang phantoms, trying to stain the giants' bodies red;

The Xuanhuang phantoms emitted a heavy light, blocking the blood mist and not allowing it to cross the line by a single step.

The two forces clashed violently at their boundary, corroding and wearing each other down.

Corrosion and counter-corrosion, consumption and re-consumption.

However, the corrosion speed of the blood mist was far inferior to the recovery speed of the Xuanhuang phantoms.

Every time the blood mist tried to corrode a Xuanhuang phantom, it would be quickly dispersed by the Xuanhuang light.

Conversely, the heavy pressure emitted by the Xuanhuang phantoms was bit by bit squeezing the living space of the blood mist.

The range of the blood mist was slowly shrinking, and its color was gradually fading.

Qin Yan was not surprised to see this scene.

His Blood Mist Domain wasn't some top-tier Domain; it was only a part of the Blood Demon Mist Domain, one of the skills attached to the Indestructible Blood Demon Body.

It was normal that it could not defeat the opponent's Xuanhuang Domain.

He didn't expect the Blood Mist Domain to suppress Zhao Wuji; as long as it could stall the opponent's Xuanhuang Domain and prevent it from interfering with him, it would be enough.

That was sufficient.

As long as the Xuanhuang Domain could not exert direct pressure on him, he would have enough space to fight Zhao Wuji head-on.

Qin Yan shook his long spear, and the tip hummed.

Destruction Spear Intent flowed upon the long spear; the gray Spear Intent was like a ghost in the dark night, emitting an overbearing aura that could destroy everything.

The tricolored True Qi—the gold of Taibai Sharp Gold True Qi, the green of Yimu Longevity True Qi, and the red of Nanming Li Fire True Qi—intertwined on the spear tip, forming a brilliant rainbow.

Qin Yan thrust out his spear!

The spear tip tore through the air, letting out a sharp explosive sound.

A light intertwined with gray, gold, green, and red erupted from the spear tip, transforming into a sharp and peerless Spear Qi that shot toward Zhao Wuji!

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji was not afraid at all.

He took a half-step forward with his left foot, planted his right foot firmly, unified his power from his waist and legs, and struck out with both fists!

Xuanhuang fist force erupted from his gauntlets, transforming into a massive fist shadow that met Qin Yan's Spear Qi.

Wherever the fist shadow passed, the Void Realm trembled and the air exploded.

“BOOM—!!!”

An explosion rang out, and Zhao Wuji's body was violently knocked back, tracing a parabola in the air.

His figure lost balance, his feet left the ground, his arms spread wide, and his chest was exposed beneath Qin Yan's spear tip, riddled with openings.

Qin Yan naturally wouldn't give up such a good opportunity!

He stepped forward, his figure catching up like a phantom, and his long spear thrust out frantically like pear blossoms in a torrential rain!

One strike, two strikes, three strikes, four strikes, five strikes...

The spear shadows were layered and continuous.

The moyuan spirit weapon transformed into a bolt of lightning in Qin Yan's hand; every thrust carried the sharp Destruction Spear Intent, and every retraction brought a piercing sound of breaking air.

The spear tip left behind streaks of white air currents in its wake.

The spear shadows were as dense as rain, stabbing at Zhao Wuji from all directions simultaneously, sealing off all his paths of retreat.

“Clang clang clang clang clang—!!!”

Zhao Wuji responded hurriedly, his fists flailing wildly in the air as his gauntlets collided with the spear tip, producing a dense sound of clashing metal.

But in this state, his counterattacks were rushed and weak, completely unable to contend with Qin Yan's storm-like offensive.

He defended in panic, unable to attend to everything at once.

Blocking one strike meant missing another; blocking the left left the right exposed.

Qin Yan's spear was sometimes fast and sometimes slow; when fast, it was like lightning, and when slow, it was like a snail.

The alternation of speed and the unpredictable changes in rhythm made it impossible for Zhao Wuji to adapt.

Coupled with Zhao Wuji being caught off guard, in a short time, quite a few wounds appeared on his body!

However, Zhao Wuji's body was covered in a faint Xuanhuang glow.

That was the protective effect of the Xuanhuang True Qi, and its defensive power was astonishing.

Although Qin Yan's attacks were sharp, most of the force was neutralized by that layer of Xuanhuang light.

When Qin Yan's spear tip struck Zhao Wuji, it could only leave shallow white marks and was unable to cause significant injury.

Finally, Qin Yan swept his spear horizontally!

The long spear traced a semi-circular arc, carrying the force of a thousand jun as it slammed heavily into Zhao Wuji's side.

“BANG—!!!”

Zhao Wuji flipped several times in the air before crashing heavily onto the ground, kicking up a ring of silver dust.