Plop~
Under the blood moon's luminescence, the short dark grey sword emanated a bloody crystalline brilliance. Dark flowing blood patterns intertwined, its aura burgeoning violently.
"Strike!"
Chen Yu, with his heart unleashing the cultivation technique, channeled all his burgeoning strength and internal breath into this mid-grade poisonous treasure sword.
Not good!
Lu Zhuo, having been closely approached, felt a trace of fatal chill.
However,
he had just been bitten by the Iron Moon Strange Insect, leaving a slight gap and unable to dodge.
All Lu Zhuo could do was to enhance his own protection.
Buzz!
A layer of bluish-purple light film emerged from his beast skin, encasing his whole body, particularly guarding the vital areas of his upper body.
Yet,
Chen Yu suddenly lowered his stance and didn't stab toward the common vital points like Lu Zhuo's head, throat, or heart,
which were the very points he heavily guarded.
Swoosh!
