Chapter 292: One Beast Fights One Country (Part 2)
The words of the angry lion were like the voice calling for life from hell, causing Wu Xuan's heart and soul to collapse instantly. His whole body convulsed, and his feet fell back uncontrollably.
The angry lion raised its left front paw and lightly lifted it in the air. Suddenly, an extremely slender flame spear shot out, heading straight towards Wu Xuan.
"careful!"
"Get away!"
The voices from Ye Qingshan and Long Mu respectively sounded in Wu Xuan's mind, but the angry lion struck so fast. The speed of the flame spear clearly exceeded the speed of the sound wave. Wu Xuan was pierced by the flame spear, and then
The body was picked up, flew far away, and was nailed to a cliff hundreds of feet away.
Wu Xuan's pupils shrank and he looked at the flame spear on his chest in disbelief. He watched its flames spread to his body and then began to burn, but he was unable to struggle.
As a powerful seventh-level Yuan Dao, Wu Xuan's vitality was so strong that he did not die immediately even if he was penetrated by a flame spear. However, the serious injury caused more than just physical trauma to him. At that moment, his soul was shattered, and his whole body
Powerless, silently waiting to die.
call out!
Suddenly, a sharp and invisible sword energy cut through the space, cutting off the flaming spear in half. The power of the spear quickly dissipated. Wu Xuan fell limply from the cliff, and Cang Xudao caught him with one hand.
, and then brought to a relatively safe place.
"You... poof -" As soon as Wu Xuan's words reached his mouth, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Cang Xudao looked at him coldly and said nothing. If Wu Xuan died now, their winning rate would undoubtedly be weakened by another point.
The Raging Lions were really hiding their strength, and the actions they had taken to repel them were all illusions!
"Oh? He's not dead yet. It seems that I have underestimated you ants, but...what's the use? Damn it, no one can escape!" The Raging Lion was slightly surprised, but
This does not affect its mood.
Under the suppression of this beast-suppressing ring, its power has been greatly reduced. If it can casually kill a late-stage Yuandao, then these humans who have been practicing for decades will become a joke.
"Its power... is so strong!" Long Mu stared, his face gloomy to the extreme, and he casually hit Wu Xuan hard. Is this the power of a level six monster?
The angry lion took a step, and the flaming light once again filled the sky. The golden light on his body suddenly dimmed a little under the suppression of the flaming light, but it was still there.
"It's ridiculous that even a mere beast ring wants to suppress me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the beast-suppressing ring, which was said to be able to suppress World of Warcraft by half a level, collapsed under the impact of the pressure of the flames. The golden light on the angry lion was completely annihilated and dissipated at this moment.
"What..." Ling Changyi clenched his fists, horrified.
Ye Qingshan and other powerful men all frowned and stared, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Let me see what other methods you despicable human beings can use to scratch my itch!" The angry lion's voice was incomparably indifferent, as if in front of it, there were strong men and ants in the Yuandao realm.
No different.
It raised its head to concentrate, and a majestic flame energy rotated and condensed. A pillar of fire rose into the sky, straight through the sky, dyeing the entire sky red. In an instant, the pillar of fire collapsed, and rain of fire poured down from the sky.
The flames crashed down, and the powerful men quickly retreated. The oppression brought by this flame was something they had never felt in their lives.
boom!
Each ball of flames struck the ground, leaving a deep pit ten feet in diameter and five feet deep, leaving the strong men with only shocked expressions. Everyone walked in the air, dodging the groups of fireballs.
A ball of flame. Xiao Zhengnan dodged behind the Raging Lion. Facing this huge body, their small bodies were an advantage. He gathered a burst of energy in his palm and slammed it on the Raging Lion's back.
The angry lion leaned half a step forward. It glanced sideways slightly, with fire in its eyes. As it turned around, two flame rays spurted out, continuously, like two flame auroras sweeping across the air.
Xiao Zhengnan's face suddenly changed, he pushed out his palms, a vitality shield was in front of him, and the aurora of flames swept the vitality shield.
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In an instant, the vitality shield collapsed, and Xiao Zhengnan's body flew hundreds of feet backwards, falling violently.
The eyes of the raging lion spit out fire, and immediately sealed off the space of a hundred feet in radius, burning it with a huge wave of fire. The body-protecting vitality of the strong men was as fragile as paper in front of the flames of the raging lion, and each one was swept away by the wave of fire.
Fly out.
Ye Qingshan's sleeves were on fire. He flicked them gently and the flames dissipated. He glared at Cangxu and said in a deep voice: "You still haven't taken action."
Cang Xudao stood a hundred feet away, frowning, hesitating whether to participate in this battle.
The power of the Raging Lion has exceeded the scope that they can fight against. In the entire Yantian Empire, perhaps except for Cangxuanya, no one can be its three-in-one enemy. Now even if he adds the Four Swordsmen, it will probably be in vain.
On the contrary, it is life-threatening.
But in the current situation, if I don't take action, all these people will be finished, and the upper-level combat power of Yantian Empire will be cut in half in an instant. Even if Zhulu Academy is invited to fight back the enemy, Yantian Empire may not be able to fight here.
Establish a foothold within the area.
Although he is ambitious, he also knows that the current Cangtian Jiange cannot control the entire Yantian Empire.
"The Four Symbols Formation of Jie Tian!"
Cangxu Dao walked in the air, and a green long sword appeared in his hand. This is the sect treasure of Cangtian Sword Pavilion, named "Martyrdom". It is the sword of the founder of Cangtian Sword Pavilion. It is a
A real magic weapon. Since the sword that had been with him for decades was broken by Mo Qingtian, he had undue doubts about his swordsmanship. Later, he even had problems with his Taoist heart. Cang Xuan
In order to help him stabilize his Taoist heart, Ya gave him the Martyr Sword.
This sword could only be used by the master of Cangtian Sword Pavilion, but because Cang Xuanya was not dead and Cangxu Dao also had his own sword, Cang Xuanya has always used this sword.
The figures of the Four Swordsmen hidden in the space suddenly appeared, and then the four swords quickly criss-crossed and intertwined. With the angry lion as the center, countless sword energy shuttled around the edges of a hundred feet. At the same time, the phantoms of the four divine beasts
Emerging in the four corners.
Cangxu Dao rushed into the formation with one sword and one man, and then the four swordsmen followed his steps, displaying the most brilliant sword intent in the Yantian Empire in a hundred years.
It is rare for the swordsman and the four swordsmen to join forces to fight against the enemy. It is even rarer for the pavilion master and his four swordsmen to join forces like today. This is the only time in the past four hundred years.
In an instant, the wind surged and sword energy filled the sky. Five figures who stood at the pinnacle of Yantian Sword Dao took action together, and the entire space was filled with violent sword intent. Cang Xu Dao thrust out his sword slowly, and his speed was extremely slow.
It didn't feel like he was fighting an enemy at all, but like he was practicing sword practice and gaining insights. However, the people around him could see clearly that it was not that he was slower with this sword, but that the time flowing in the surrounding space had slowed down.
One sword actually reaches the point where it can interfere with the space dimension.
Cang Xu Dao has only entered the ninth level of Yuan Dao for three years, but he is recognized as the number one person in the Yantian Empire. He is even more important than Ye Qingshan, who has entered the ninth level of Yuan Dao for ten years.
The reason is still because Cangtian Sword Pavilion has led Yantian martial arts and kendo for thousands of years, and the power of the master of Sword Pavilion has always been beyond the reach of Yantian's peers.
There has never been a duel between Cang Xu Dao, the number one player in this session, and Ye Qingshan, so it is inevitable that some people doubt whether Cang Xu Dao's strength is sufficient, but today's meeting can completely eliminate such doubts.
A sword was extended, as slow as pushing a palm in the water, but the sword energy instantly stabbed the angry lion's head. The man and the beast were thirty feet apart, as if pushing something through the air.
Cangxudao's palms were firmly pressed against the Martyr Sword, and while the Furious Lion's feet took a step forward, Cangxudao's figure retreated three feet.
"Human, your strength is not bad." The Furious Lion praised indifferently, but then, a majestic sea-like pressure instantly fell on Cangxudao.
Cang Xudao's body felt as if he had been hit by a meteorite, sinking rapidly. The Martyr Sword in his hand also deviated greatly. His arms were shaking violently, and his five fingers seemed to have lost all their strength, and he was only one step away from letting go.
sword.
"Is this the strength of the Raging Lion?" Cangxudao roared in his heart.
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The Four Swordsmen instantly flashed to the four directions of the Raging Lion, and blasted out a sword at the same time. Four extremely sharp sword lights shattered the space and hit directly towards the head of the Raging Lion.
The angry lion let out a dull sound, and a storm of destruction swept around him, shattering all the four swords. It glared at the four swordsmen, stepped on the sole of its foot, and the earth shattered. Four pillars of fire rose up from the ground and rushed towards the four swordsmen.
Waiter. The Four Swordsman's expression changed. Just as he was about to retreat, the destructive storm suddenly compressed and spread out, sweeping over the Four Swordsman's body.
"puff--"
The clothes of the Four Swordsmen were in pieces, like four broken blood bags spilling blood.
Everyone in the Yantian Empire knew that the Four Swordsmen were so vulnerable.
It's not that they are too weak, but that the Raging Lion is too strong. It breaks free from the shackles of the beast-suppressing ring, and its strength returns to its peak. A level 6 peak monster is enough to sweep across an empire.
"You preside over the sword formation. I'm here to confront the enemy. Master Ye, attack its flanks and don't accept its attacks."
Although the attack of the Four Swordsmen was instantly defeated by the Raging Lion, it also gave Cangxu Dao a chance to struggle. He tried his best to break away from the pressure of the Raging Lion and stepped into the air again.
After hearing Cang Xudao's words, Ye Qingshan and others took their respective positions at this moment. In this Four Symbols Formation, at least they would not be at an absolute disadvantage.
"Oh? You want to consume my power in such a low-level way, hum hum hum… wishful thinking!" The angry lion's low laugh was particularly harsh, making Cang Xudao's expression condense.
"Whether it's wishful thinking or not, you'll know after you try it!" Cang Xudao said indifferently. He could no longer take care of himself today, but he still had to keep an eye out. If there was a trend of defeat, he had to escape as soon as possible. Before that, he could only
Give it your all.
"Lingtian Sword Intention!" Cang Xudao raised the Martyr Sword high, and a vast stream of sword intention particles immediately condensed on the tip of the sword, then penetrated the sword body and poured into his body.
"Canxue Suiyun!" Cangxu Dao shouted, as if ice fell suddenly between the sky and the earth, it was extremely cold, and the entire space seemed to be frozen.
The sword of martyrdom sliced through the air gently, like a sharp thread cutting through the space. With a violent tremor, the sword energy struck the head of the raging lion.
The angry lion tilted its head back and snorted coldly. On top of its head, there was a sword wound as long as an arm, dripping with blood.
A shadow of a giant tiger-shaped beast appeared above Ye Qingshan's head. His body quickly grew in size at this moment, turning into a furious lion that was one hundred feet in size and forty feet in size. At this moment, it was just a little lion in front of him.
.
He stretched out his palm and suppressed it. The overwhelming pressure fell on the angry lion, and the dilapidated earth shattered and collapsed. The ground with a radius of thousands of feet was broken piece by piece. The power spread to ten miles away, directly destroying the cliff.
A large piece of the cliff was shattered, and the entire cliff collapsed instantly.
The 5,000-strong army left quickly like an ebbing tide. This was no longer a place for them to watch the battle. If they did not leave, it would not be impossible for them all to be wiped out by the remaining power of the war.
But under such majestic power, the limbs of the angry lion remained motionless. It raised its head slightly, looked at the giant eighty feet taller than itself, and smiled contemptuously.
"The soul of human beings is really a strange power, but how can a mere tiger be worthy of competing with me for the glory of the sun and the moon? I will... die!"
The raging lion roared furiously, raised its foot, and slashed through the air. A slender flaming knife slashed out across the air. Although Ye Qingshan used his soul to strengthen his body and strength, he also used the power of heaven and earth to enlarge his body.
Just to be able to give some suppression to the Raging Lion, but these also reduced his speed. It was almost impossible to avoid the flaming knife. But his reaction was very fast, and the flames in his eyes
When the knife appeared, he quickly shrunk his body. The flaming knife swept past his side, and the remaining power hit his arm, directly tearing Ye Qingshan's left arm apart and almost cutting it off.
Ye Qingshan flew hundreds of feet and fell to the ground miserably.
(Three chapters on the first day of July. If nothing else happens, there will be three chapters every day this month, no less than 10,000 words! Thank you for your support!)