Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 115

[Chapter 115: The Miracle of Pressing Water]

“Be careful!”

Princess Long exclaimed, if it weren’t for the fact that she had no time to clone now, she would have rushed down to save people.

Danger!

The blood of the real dragon is full of violent power. When ordinary people touch it, it is like being corroded by strong acid, and there is no flesh and blood. Only people of the dragon bloodline can barely suppress it.

Even if Shen Zhenyi is an expert in the world, if he doesn’t pay attention, he can easily be hurt.

But she called a step too late.

Shen Zhenyi’s feet had already stepped on the dragon’s blood.

The Dragon Princess closed her eyes in pain – the Dragon Clan’s catastrophe should not involve anyone else. If the third son was injured because of this, she would die without redemption.

——The boiling dragon blood can no longer be controlled, and it is no longer possible to hope for luck.

Princess Long gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision.

This terrifying dragon blood was originally the backlash of power, and the sins of the dragon family should be repaid by the descendants of the dragon family.

“Sacrifice yourself and quell the anger of the dragon’s blood as much as possible!”

This is the last method of the Dragon Clan Secret Biography. Although I don’t know if it can be successful, but now, I can only try it!

Princess Long’s heart swayed, and was about to commit suicide into the eyes of the dragon’s blood, but she heard Chu Huoluo’s tone of relief, and asked Shen Zhenyi, “Master, can I come down?”

——Is the third son all right?

Princess Long opened her eyes anxiously, but Shen Zhenyi had already walked in front of her.

Standing on the dragon’s blood, it was as light as a feather.

It didn’t touch any dust, as if it were a leisurely stroll and a garden path.

His expression was still calm and calm, and his smile was still gentle.

“You don’t have to.”

Just by looking at Princess Long’s expression, Shen Zhenyi knew what she was going to do.

People from the Dragon Clan—most of them are dead brains. At this time, the first thing that comes to mind is to sacrifice oneself.

If the Dragon County Lord sacrificed himself, he might be able to temporarily quell the anger of the dragon’s blood and save the catastrophe now facing him, but this is by no means a solution to the root cause.

Dragon blood has become stronger because it has absorbed the obsession and strength of these people. One day, when even the Dragon God can’t control this blood, it will be the time to destroy the world.

“Three sons…”

Princess Long was in a trance and couldn’t believe his eyes.

No mortal can touch the dragon’s blood, and no one can surpass the dragon’s blood. In the dragon’s blood altar, it is impossible for Shen Zhenyi to exert 50% of his power.

How could he be so calm?

Like a god descending to earth, he stood in front of him.

“Dragon blood catastrophe, I can save it.”

Shen Zhenyi only said eight words, and did not deliberately emphasize it. For him, it was a trivial matter.

He pointed his toes down, and the dragon’s blood under his feet sank suddenly, as if he was afraid of him, showing a huge concave surface.

Dragon blood surged from all sides, whistling loudly.

“It’s useless… The dragon’s blood keeps pouring out, it will only get more and more, there is no way to suppress it…”

Princess Long shook his head in pain.

Shen Zhenyi may have incredible martial arts, but this is not a problem that strength can solve.

Just like natural fire and water, only a small amount is enough. If it comes violently, who can put it out with their own power?

“no need to worry.”

Shen Zhenyi was very calm.

His body slowly sank, and the dragon’s blood was also pressed by him to separate in all directions, and winding blood lines appeared on the walls, rushing to the pearl on the top of the tower.

——Once the dragon blood contaminates the pearl, the crystal glazed pagoda will no longer be able to carry its power, it will collapse and dissipate, the dragon blood will overflow, and the catastrophe will come.

Princess Long tried to stop it, but in the end he kept silent.

The catastrophe is unavoidable, and even if you sacrifice yourself, you will at most reduce the loss by a little bit.

In that case, why not let the third son try it?

With such martial arts, he can at least protect himself and Chu Huoluo from death…

– May they be happy.

Princess Long sighed inwardly, closing his eyes and waiting to die.

“what?”

At this time, Chu Huoluo’s exclamation came from her ear again.

“Master, what’s the matter with your move? How can the dragon’s blood retreat?”

The Dragon Princess was shocked, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that the dragon’s blood was really being gradually suppressed.

——It was like Shen Zhenyi was pressing down a stone by himself.

——But dragon blood is not a stone, he is boiling, how can it be suppressed with force?

Princess Long couldn’t figure this out.

“This… what kind of kung fu is this?”

she asked in surprise.

“This is the water-pressing technique created by Daoist Suzaku.”

Shen Zhenyi answered indifferently – Daoist Vermilion Bird is from which world, and where is this martial art inherited? It only exists in his distant memory, and it is difficult to explain to Long County Master or Chu Huoluo.

But this is indeed a mysterious martial art.

When Suzaku Daoist was in full bloom, he was able to push down the waters of the four seas by a hundred zhang in one move, forcing the Dragon King to bow his head – thinking of the pride that day, Shen Zhenyi couldn’t help but turn up the corners of his mouth.

This kung fu, used to suppress the blood of the dragon, is really overkill, and a bull’s knife is used to kill chickens.

– Of course, it is also extremely efficient.

Princess Long stared dumbfoundedly at Shen Zhenyi and waved the dragon’s blood down, and the dragon’s blood retreated into the bloody eyes bit by bit, like a well-behaved rabbit.

“This kung fu is amazing, master taught me!”

Chu Huoluo only felt that this move was majestic and handsome, and she was very envious.

Shen Zhenyi glanced at her, shook her head and said, “Don’t be greedy for more achievements, your swordsmanship is not perfect, you can’t cultivate this unique skill of using skill. If you really want to learn it, you should practice breathing and breathing for 30 years first. Let’s talk about it all in one.”

The most important thing in pressing the water is the use of force. The true energy must be penetrated. Within a certain range, it must be forced in all directions, so that the water flow has no way to go. Only then can it be directed to fight and suppress the waters of the five lakes and four seas.

Even with Shen Zhenyi’s current performance, Chu Huoluo may not be able to achieve it after practicing for decades.

As for the water-pressing miracle of the real Suzaku Daoist, how could it be possible to accomplish such a miracle without thousands of years of ascetic cultivation?

“Oh…then I won’t learn.”

Chu Huoluo shook her head again and again, she was most afraid of water mill work, and when she heard the thirty years of breathing, she quickly thanked and thanked Bumin.

In the chat between their master and apprentice, the dragon’s blood receded, and the brilliance of the crystal glass tower was reborn.

Lord Long stood blankly in front of the broken dragon blood altar.

– Is this the end?

Dragon’s blood catastrophe, is this over?

In the eyes of the Third Young Master, the people in the Dragon Emperor’s Mansion regarded it as a terrible scene of doomsday, but it was just a trivial matter?