I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy Chapter 222 – Chapter 222: Chapter 163: Battle of Life and Death_3

Chapter 222: Chapter 163: Battle of Life and Death_3

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In the blink of an eye.

The light silently dissipated, but a spark of fire rose from Yuan Changtian's body. In an instant, the fire engulfed him entirely and turned him into a human-shaped torch.

The Mysterious Capital Yang Fire Talisman contained a powerful flame of extreme yang that could burn both flesh and Divine Soul. Difficult to extinguish, it would naturally dissipate after fort-nine days.

At the same time.

As the fire just ignited, the golden light, which was about a hundred meters away, had already approached within three meters of Han Yi.

At this moment, his body had just landed, not yet steady, and his right hand released the broken blood blade, blood oozing from the tiger's mouth.

Without showing any change of expression, Han Yi grabbed a ray of black light that had risen from in front of him with both hands.

Black light broken sword.

This time, Han Yi's retreat, intentionally controlled and with good luck, happened to be over a hundred meters away, directly landing him where the black light broken sword was previously blasted.

Golden and black light collided again.

This time, because the position was even lower, and Han Yi did not control the sword, but held it in his hand instead.

A terrifying force was transmitted from the Sword Tool.

Crack…

First the wrist, then the elbow and finally the forearm, a series of cracking sounds almost simultaneously rang out.

Both hands broken, this thought flashed through Han Yi's mind.

Then.

The broken sword pressed against his chest, his organs shattered and displaced from the force.

Phht.

In mid-air, a mouthful of blood was spewed out.

Despite his shattered hands and displaced organs, Han Yi still tightly grasped the broken sword.

Under the golden light's horizontal pressure.

This time, Han Yi was like a cannonball, blasting away at full speed, the wild grass on the wasteland was pressed flat to the ground.

In an instant, a figure in the abandoned farmland smashed through a mound of earth, its speed not slowing down, directly blasting into a small hill, deeply embedded within it.

This impact sent him flying more than three hundred meters.

A trail of blood stains was scattered along the way, dyeing the farmland red like a path of blood.

“Cough, cough…”

From within the small hill, several coughs filled with blood sounded.

A figure emerged, shaking off the sand and stones, and charged out.

His robe had both sleeves completely torn and scattered like powder, revealing two bloodied arms that hung powerless by his side. Yet, he tightly held onto a black broken sword with blood dripping from his arms and down the blade.

On Han Yi's face, a shade of paleness was mixed with an unnatural flush.

With the terrible injuries from the last strike, he still had some remaining strength. External wounds, shattered hands, broken ribs, and displaced organs.

Such injuries might be fatal for a Qi Cultivation Stage cultivator, but for a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, their vitality was stronger. As long as the Divine Soul wasn't destroyed and the Spirit Sea wasn't shattered, the damage to the body was ultimately limited.

After emerging from the small mound, Han Yi looked straight at Yuan Changtian, over three hundred meters away.

He saw a human-shaped torch rapidly approaching him. Through the pure white flames that didn't seem too fierce but were unquenchable, Han Yi saw a pair of blood-filled eyes, making his heart tremble.

The Third-stage Spiritual Talisman was effective, and the enemy was doomed.

However, given the situation, the enemy was not going to die immediately, but would definitely try to drag him down to hell.

Both thoughts emerged at the same time.

Feeling a chill in his heart, Han Yi turned to escape.

In the fleeing moment, he also saw the Golden Light Shuttle embedded nearby in the wasteland, not activating. It seemed that Yuan Changtian, under the pure white flames, no longer had the strength to control the Golden Light Shuttle.

The moment the thought emerged, a set of daggers appeared beside Han Yi.

Top-grade artifact, Heavenly Capital Dagger.

Six black daggers directly charged towards Yuan Changtian in an instant.

To Han Yi's surprise, Yuan Changtian did not dodge but charged straight at him.

After several faint phuts, Han Yi's face changed in pain as his Divine Soul burned.

As the six Heavenly Capital Daggers pierced through Yuan Changtian's body, they made contact with the pure white flames which burned away Han Yi's Divine Soul attached to the daggers.

The burning sensation was more terrible and faster than the previous encounter with Lu Zhi, causing his Divine Soul to ache intensely.

“I must not let these flames touch me.” Han Yi's hair stood on end.

Following that.

A flash of determination in his eyes, Han Yi summoned two Sword Tools.

Top-grade Sword Tool, Panlong Sword.

Top-grade Sword Tool, Demon-slaying Sword.

The Panlong Sword was obtained from a spear-wielding youth in the Evil Mountain Range, who was suspected to be a descendant of a Daqian Duke.

The Demon-slaying Sword was obtained from Xue He of the Blood God Sect.

These two Sword Tools were ordinary top-grade ones. After stepping into the ninth layer of Qi Cultivation, their effects were minimal, so they were kept in his storage bag for emergencies.

It was just the right time to use them.

As the fleeing Han Yi's eyes hardened, the Panlong Sword and the Demon-slaying Sword leaped up on both sides. Just when they were about three meters from Yuan Changtian, Han Yi detonated them with his Divine Sense.

Already heavily injured, Han Yi shook once more.

Blood filled his eyes, and even a trail of blood followed as it streamed down his cheeks, but he remained unfazed.

The self-destruction of the two top-grade Sword Tools turned into a flood of broken sword tips, washing over Yuan Changtian.

A series of faint, rapid phuts sounded, like hundreds of bullets puncturing wood.

The charging Yuan Changtian halted, and blood-soaked fragments fell to the ground behind him. He roared furiously, emitting a ferocious aura in the midst of his violent outburst..

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