Chapter 759 - 640: Bone Whistle: Devilish Thoughts of Bodhisattva
"Ack!"
The enemy spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his aura instantly wilted.
"Wait, there’s been a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. I didn’t realize you are a fellow daoist from Shangqing Sword Sect, truly a misunderstanding!"
However, Wang Zijia kept a cold face and had no intention of further conversation with him. His entire body’s mana surged violently, poised to strike again.
The figure cloaked in black fog bit his teeth and, without hesitation, spewed out a mouthful of vital blood, grabbed his shattered arm, and transformed into a blood-colored streamer shooting through the air.
Surprisingly, his target was not to escape far away, but a nearby skeleton soldier.
If he were trying to flee far away, Wang Zijia had faith that he could catch up, even if it were a blood escape, and it would just take a bit longer.
However, a tribulation-crossing cultivator’s self-inflicted blood escape technique was hardly slower than spatial blink in a short distance. It was terrifying given the power of vital blood and the dao body used for the blood escape.
Thus, in a flash, the blood light collided with the nearby skeleton and disappeared along with it.
Obviously, he had entered the round.
Wang Zijia paused his assault.