Volume 1 Rebirth of Luoxia Chapter 111 Battle Duan Han
In the ruins that had been silent for thousands of years, there was a buzz of people at the moment. Dozens of huge stone figurines were galloping on the streets, kicking up sand and soil all over the sky, making the ruins even darker and more dilapidated.
The formations on the street have dispersed, and these stone figurines have formed a large circle, gradually shrinking towards the center of the ruins.
On the large platform in the center of the ruins, the disciples of Luoxia Sect gathered here.
They looked solemn, wore armor on their shoulders, and their spiritual power was faintly fluctuating. The weapons and magic weapons in their hands shone with a chilling light, and a chilling air enveloped the whole place.
The disciples' eyes were firm and focused on the front, they were waiting for a big battle to come.
The roaring sounds of fighting continued in the ruins, reverberating like muffled thunder, and a team was seen approaching from the avenue ahead.
In front of the team, Duan Han, Su Yuan, and Cheng Fei were leading the way.
They were filled with evil aura and their eyes were sinister. They were like three murderous gods, coming towards us with invincible power.
Behind the team, the remains of countless stone figurines turned into powder and scattered all over the street, silently telling the cruelty and tragedy of war.
Duan Han slammed his silver spear onto the ground, and the team behind him stopped.
He stared at the disciples of the Luoxia Sect in front of him and couldn't help but sneer: "Haha, you brought us here specially to have a final fight with us? But even if you are a ragtag group of people who want to fight us, I
Look, it’s better to stop dreaming!”
He Qing pointed at Duan Han's nose and cursed: "Duan Han, you shameless bastard, our Luoxia Sect has trained you for so many years, and it's not as good as raising a guard dog! Beat you if you want, stop talking about that
shit!"
Duan Han's eyes turned cold, and his fingers holding the silver gun clicked.
Su Yuan took a step forward and said quietly: "We at Kunlun Sword Pavilion have only one request, and that is to hand over Lin Dongjiu. If you continue to protect that demon disciple, don't blame us, Kunlun Sword Pavilion and Feng Yin Sect for taking action against you!"
He Qing cursed loudly: "Bah, damn, what you say is better than what you sing, how can my eldest brother be slandered by a sissy like you?
If you, the Kunlun Sword Pavilion, want to take action against us, don't look for some high-sounding reasons, and hurry up and come over if you have the guts!
Oh, I almost forgot, you seedless egg bastard, where did you get the seeds from?"
All the disciples burst out laughing and echoed, showing their mockery.
Su Yuan's chest was rising and falling with anger. He had never experienced such an insult before. Veins popped up on his arms, and the sword in his hand had already stabbed out uncontrollably:
"You sharp-tongued boy, die!"
Cheng Fei's expression changed. Just as he was about to hold him back, he saw that Su Yuan had already rushed out and shouted:
"Come back quickly, he is trying to provoke the general!"
He Qing smiled contemptuously and retreated into the crowd.
Su Yuan slashed with his sword, and the huge sword light rushed toward the crowd like a rushing torrent.
Although the disciples were frightened, they quickly dispersed to both sides. Hua Yueyao, who was hiding in the crowd, jumped up. She held an ice sword and slashed at Fei Tuan. Su Yuan's sword light suddenly broke and filled the sky.
The shining light dissipated in the air.
"Hua Fairy, you...are you really going to keep fighting against that demon and me?"
Su Yuan felt as if his heart was beating wildly, almost exploding.
The huge and suppressed anger made him roar like a wild beast. His original appearance of a handsome young man seemed to be just a disguise. After completely tearing off the mask, what was revealed was a ferocious face twisted together with hatred.
Hua Yueyao looked at him coldly, without even trembling her thin lips, as if she didn't bother to say another word to him.
"I said Su Yuan, what are you jealous of?"
Lin Dongjiu walked out of the crowd, walked to Hua Yueyao, glanced at Su Yuan provocatively, then took Hua Yueyao's jade hand, put it to her mouth and kissed it gently.
"Boohoo!"
Hua Yueyao's arm froze, and she almost retracted her hand as if she was electrocuted.
Although she was well prepared, she was still startled by Lin Dongjiu's sudden "additional drama".
When they first discussed tactics, Lin Dongjiu told her that they were just pretending to hold hands in order to anger Su Yuan.
Who would have thought that this gangster would take advantage of her in front of so many people, and he would do so so confidently that he would actually start talking about it.
Hua Yueyao glared at Lin Dongjiu fiercely. There was an unspeakable resentment in her cold pool-like eyes, but she had already promised him in advance. In order not to reveal her secret, she resisted the urge to beat Lin Dongjiu and did not break away.
However, in Su Yuan's eyes, Hua Yueyao's gaze towards Lin Dongjiu was not full of resentment, but clearly one of strong attachment and shyness.
This is a scene that has appeared in his dreams countless times, but the man next to Hua Fairy is not only not him, but also a pretty boy who is not just a little bit worse than him, an unknown person who only has the realm of Qi training!
How on earth is this pretty boy better than me!
Su Yuan couldn't understand. The hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, and the reason in his eyes had long been replaced by madness.
He wanted to kill Lin Dongjiu, and even if he let Lin Dongjiu live for one more second, it would be like hell for him.
He wants Lin Dong to die now!
"Yueyao, let's go."
Lin Dongjiu took Hua Yueyao's hand, walked two steps at a time towards the buildings in the distance.
The figure left behind is like a couple of gods and goddesses walking in the world of mortals.
"Ah!! Don't run! Lin Dongjiu, I'm going to kill you!"
Su Yuan's eyes were about to burst, and violent murderous intent rose into the sky. His whole body was like a sharp sword, killing Lin Dongjiu and the two.
Lin Dongjiu sneered when he heard this, and the pace of his steps accelerated, and he was far away from everyone in the blink of an eye.
Duan Han and Cheng Fei looked at each other and shouted to the disciples below:
"Kill all the disciples of the Luoxia Sect, leaving no one behind!"
After saying that, the two quickly chased after him.
"yes!!"
The disciples of Feng Yin Sect and Kunlun Sword Pavilion responded in unison, raised their weapons and charged towards the big platform.
"Disciples of the Luoxia Sect, please listen to me. If this battle is not successful, then I will kill you!"
Jiang Yunli came to the front of the formation and took the lead in charging with his sword.
"kill!!"
Feng Yinmen and other disciples sensed that the charging person actually had Ying Guan realm cultivation. Their pupils shrank and they secretly thought that something was wrong. However, they had no choice but to fire the arrows as they were on the strings, so they all went to kill them.
This was what Lin Dongjiu meant by dividing the battlefield. The first battlefield was to be commanded by Jiang Yunli, who had already reached the Yingguan realm. This would not only minimize casualties, but it would also be only a matter of time before the war was won.
The second battlefield was led by Lin Dongjiu and Hua Yueyao. The two first lured the enemy deeper and kept Duan Han, Su Yuan and others away from the first battlefield so that they could not intervene in the battle on the first battlefield.
In this way, when the war on the first battlefield is over, the remaining forces can quickly support the second battlefield, catching Su Yuan and the others off guard.
If there are no accidents, Lin Dongjiu's tactics of defeating them one by one and annihilating them in one fell swoop will be used to the extreme, and the direction of the war will be perfectly controlled in his hands.
And the reality is exactly like this. The first battlefield was in chaos, and the collision of magic spells turned half of the sky red as if it were on fire.
Jiang Yunli was like a hungry wolf rushing into a herd of sheep, chasing and biting the enemy fiercely.
The enemy's pressure increased in vain, the rhythm was instantly disrupted, and the dominance of the battlefield was firmly in the hands of the Luoxia Sect.
In less than half an hour, the disciples of Luoxia Sect will wash the entire battlefield with blood!
The second battlefield where Lin Dongjiu was located was a large open space, but the horrific impact caused by their fight had flattened nearby buildings.
Su Yuan's eyes were already red, and the spiritual power in his body was released as if it was desperate. The countless sword lights he swung hit Lin Dongjiu and Hua Yueyao like hailstones.
Hua Yueyao's face was cold. She twisted her waist, and her ice-blue fairy skirt drew a graceful arc in the air.
Bits and pieces of spiritual power condensed in her slender jade hands, and in the blink of an eye, they were like stars falling, bursting out with dazzling light, engulfing Su Yuan.
Cheng Fei held both blades in his hands, licked his lips with a scarlet tongue, dodged into the light, and fought with Hua Yueyao.
Unlike competing for the Destiny Fruit, this time they were completely at odds with each other. Cheng Fei and Su Yuan would not hold anything back. Every move was aimed at Hua Yueyao's vital points, and each move was fatal.
Although Hua Yueyao could still fight one against two, it was obviously not as easy as last time, and there were faint signs of being suppressed by Su Yuan and Cheng Fei.
The reason why she desperately dragged Su Yuan and Cheng Fei away was to give Lin Dongjiu and Duan Han a chance to fight.
Lin Dongjiu and Duan Han had already started a fierce fight. Duan Han waved his hands to block Lin Dongjiu's punches and kicks, as if he didn't take him seriously at all, and said casually:
"Lin Dongjiu, if you had not entered the secret realm, you might have been able to live for a few more days, but you have to come here to die, so you can't blame me.
However, since the day you offended me, your fate has been destined to die in my hands.
If you want to blame, just blame whoever you offend, but the blind one wants to offend me!"
Lin Dongjiu took a step back, took out the green light sword, and released a murderous aura that seemed to be substantial:
"Duan Han, let's end the grudge between you and me here. Today, either you die or I die!"
"Very good, you are still as confident as ever, then I will chop off your limbs first, and then ravage that little bitch Su Ruxue to death in front of you!"
Duan Han's eyes sharpened, and the spiritual power of Yingguan Realm suddenly exploded, and a powerful spiritual power storm rose from the ground.
He let out a long roar, and the trembling scream of the gun tip made his eardrums buzz.
Duan Han kicked his feet, and the ground beneath his feet immediately collapsed. His figure flashed in front of Lin Dongjiu, and when he thrust out a spear, he saw thousands of gun shadows forming. If he was stabbed, Lin Dongjiu would be stabbed into a sieve in an instant.
Lin Dongjiu activated Phantom Flash, and the azure sword suddenly struck down at the gun shadow. Countless phantom butterflies collided with the gun shadow, making crackling sounds.
Lin Dongjiu held the sword in both hands, and the spiritual power in his Dantian was instantly compressed together and transported to his arms along his meridians.
The sleeves of his arms had been stretched out by the bulging muscles, and Lin Dongjiu's eyes reflected a beautiful picture, where there were undulating mountains and peaks.
And he stands proudly on the top of the mountain, standing on the cliff, like a god of war who has endured all tribulations, looking down on the hundreds of thousands of mountains in the world.
At this moment, Lin Dongjiu's momentum changed drastically, and a heart-stopping pressure was released. His figure continued to grow taller, and he slashed down with a sword. With a low groan, hundreds of thousands of mountains were cut through the sky by the sword.
The awn split into two halves.
"Dangshange!"
The moment Duan Han noticed the change in Lin Dongjiu's momentum, a trace of solemnity flashed across his face.
As Lin Dongjiu slashed down with his sword, the harsh sword sound turned into a majestic and tragic folk song that echoed in his ears. At this time, there was no trace of contempt or disdain on his face.
Duan Han's eyes widened and his pupils shrank together.
He clenched the silver gun in his hand, and the burst blood vessels on his arm were clearly visible. He took out the gun and faced the opening scroll that shocked Lin Dongjiu.