Path to the God

0Countless cultivator's eyes were shining with a golden light as they watched the battle. However, all of them were focused on the battle with their Spiritual Sense.    

    

"If he doesn't die this time, then there will really be no justice!"    

    

Countless Sea Race Cultivator were extremely excited as they focused fully on the battle. It was as though they had already witnessed the outcome of the battle.    

    

Everyone believed that Liu Xing was definitely going to die.    

    

Hai Baobao laughed brilliantly as he saw his own Holy instrument, coupled with the insignificant first stage Martial Skills, form a golden pole shadow and smash it towards Liu Xing first.    

    

He seemed to have already seen the scene of Liu Xing being blown to smithereens.    

    

This Holy instrument, on the other hand, was strong enough. Even a first stage Martial Skills could not change its golden color.    

    

Hai Baobao didn't dare think about it.    

    

Liu Xing was locked onto by the gigantic golden pole image. Before the stick even hit him, an incomparably berserk force made his big broomstick hair become extremely messy. His hair flew down extremely quickly, like a gale of level 18 gale was blowing down from above.    

    

Ka ka ka …    

    

Crack! Crack! The Arena beneath him started to crack and the cracks on the ground were even wider than a finger.    

    

Previously, when the two Expert of Creative Realm s were controlling the surroundings of the Arena, they had once again added another two Expert of Creative Realm s controlling the surroundings.    

    

Facing such a strong strike, there was no need to think or even try, Liu Xing knew that he was not a Burning bloodline.    

    

Liu Xing no longer hesitated, he burned 50 blood droplets, and activated Blood Explosion!    

    

After the blood explosion, Liu Xing used all of his strength, using all of his strength, without holding anything back.    

    

Facing the extremely terrifying golden pole image that Hai Baobao smashed down, Liu Xing held onto his spine with both of his hands, and pushed upwards, blocking the attack.    

    

At the same time, he gathered countless black, flaming sword arcs, one after the other. As he raised his spine, the flames shot up into the sky.    

    

This way, he would be able to offset some of the power of the golden staff shadows. When the golden staff shadows broke through the sword arcs and came crashing down, he would be able to relax a bit.    

    

"An insignificant skill!"    

    

Seeing Liu Xing's large black sword arc striking towards him, Hai Baobao felt extreme disdain in his heart. It was as if he was blocking the attacks of his Holy instrument;    

    

He did not know that these black sword arcs carrying flames, were no longer at the same level as before.    

    

Bang    

    

The gigantic golden staff shadow smashed at the black sword arcs that came at it, immediately producing countless earth-shattering explosions.    

    

The incomparably huge golden staff shadow exploded along with the black sword arcs, disappearing without a trace and turning into a violent shock wave that spread out.    

    

This scene, was simply beyond Hai Baobao's imagination.    

    

He did not have time to think why the black sword arcs were so powerful, because the golden stick that was following him had already smashed towards Liu Xing's head.    

    

On the other hand, Liu Xing raised both of his hands to defend his spine, forming a black Long sword with flames above it.    

    

He had once again used the power of his spine to activate the fifth form of the Polaris Formless Sword Technique.    

    

Bang! Bang!    

    

A world-shaking explosion rang out as Hai Baobao's golden stick smashed onto the black Long sword that Liu Xing had agglomerated on. The black Long sword shattered with a bang, but this also caused Hai Baobao's golden stick to pause for a moment before continuing to smash onto the ground.    

    

The strength was once again reduced.    

    

Rumble …    

    

The golden stick continued to smash at the Ninth Rank Vertebral Bone that Liu Xing had raised up.    

    

A huge force spread downward, and a large piece of the Arena beneath Liu Xing exploded outwards.    

    

But Liu Xing was not standing on the ground, but standing on a Arena whose legs were full of cracks.    

    

The energy waves from the four Expert of Creative Realm s blocked the violent winds and waves, ensuring the safety of the surrounding Sea Race Cultivator s.    

    

A huge force spread up and down.    

    

Boom …    

    

The Arena beneath Liu Xing was completely crushed into dust.    

    

As for Hai Baobao, his body was flipped upside down, the golden stick rebounded back and crashed into his head, causing his head to buzz. Blood spewed out of his mouth as his body flew out in a parabola.    

    

Liu Xing was slightly better off, as his hands were dislocated with a 'kacha' sound.    

    

Although he coughed out a large mouthful of blood, he was more clear-headed than Hai Baobao.    

    

Hai Baobao flew out and did not give Hai Baobao any chance to catch his breath anymore.    

    

At this time, he figured out that the advantage of activating the Martial Skills in the air water instantly appeared.    

    

He did not chase after Hai Baobao, but as his eyes focused, countless black sword images with blazing flames appeared, surrounding Hai Baobao completely, without leaving any gaps, he quickly shot forward.    

    

This time, he was going to take Hai Baobao's life.    

    

Hai Baobao was muddleheaded and had yet to wake up. Seeing the countless black sword images flying towards him, he instantly knew that the major event was in trouble and started to scream.    

    

Outside, Hai Baobao's grandfather, who was standing among the old man, frowned. His expression was incomparably ugly as he thought in his heart: "A Rong, save him!"    

    

When grandfather Hai Baobao released his Thought, that golden stick instantly emitted countless golden lights, shrouding Hai Baobao within.    

    

The Holy instrument could save its master three times, which meant that it could protect its master three times. After these three times, the Artifact Spirit would completely disappear.    

    

At such a critical juncture, Hai Baobao's grandfather knew that if he did not let the Holy instrument's Artifact Spirit protect Hai Baobao, Hai Baobao would probably die miserably under those black sword shadows.    

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After all, the power of the black sword images that Liu Xing had activated was not something that the black sword images could compare with!    

    

Bang    

    

Countless sword shadows shot out, all striking the golden barrier, but all blocked.    

    

After the first round of attacks, Hai Baobao was completely awake. After the second round of attacks from Liu Xing, he grabbed the golden stick tightly and blocked them all. He flew onto the Arena and looked at Liu Xing with an extremely cold expression.    

    

At this time, Liu Xing had fully recovered.    

    

As for Hai Baobao, he was still heavily injured, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was still dripping down.    

    

"Unexpectedly, I've underestimated you!"    

    

Hai Baobao slowly said as he spat out another mouthful of blood.    

    

"Haha …"    

    

Liu Xing laughed, and did not say much. His figure flashed, and he flew to the top of the Arena, tightly holding onto the Ninth Rank Vertebral Bone, he attacked again.    

    

As expected, it was just as he had thought. If he didn't go all out, he really wouldn't be Hai Baobao's match.    

    

Because of his carelessness, Hai Baobao had almost died at his hands.    

    

This time, Hai Baobao would not make the same mistake again. This battle, was destined to be a little difficult.    

    

Liu Xing flew out, bringing with him countless afterimages, his spine condensed into a black sword rainbow, slashing towards Hai Baobao.    

    

Hai Baobao immediately raised his Golden stick to block.    

    

When...    

    

A loud noise was heard as the shock wave spread out. Hai Baobao took a few steps back and spat out a large mouthful of blood.    

    

Liu Xing was overjoyed, he had almost forgotten one thing. Hai Baobao was already severely injured, but without the Saint Returning Pellet of the ninth step, he wouldn't be able to recover as fast as he did.    

    

Since that was the case, Hai Baobao would definitely die.    

    

Liu Xing's figure flashed out again, and a string of sword images slashed down at Hai Baobao.    

    

Hai Baobao could only passively defend, his body was pushed back time and time again, as large mouthfuls of blood continued to spurt out.    

    

The ten breaths of time for Liu Xing and the Burning bloodline to pass had passed, so they temporarily stopped their attacks. By then, Hai Baobao had already retreated to the edge of Arena as blood kept flowing out of his mouth.