Chapter 13977 What a bizarre swordsmanship!
Chapter 13977 What a bizarre swordsmanship!
They used their own flesh and blood to build an unbreakable line of defense, protecting their homes and loved ones.
Ling Xiao was not great, but he had a kind heart and was filled with deep admiration for these people.
Even though he was a complete stranger to them and had never met them before, their heroic deeds and selfless dedication deeply moved him.
He felt it was his responsibility and obligation to seek justice for them and to let those who sacrificed themselves for justice rest in peace.
His face was stern, and his tone was as cold as frost, as if his voice came from an ice cave in the dead of winter: "This strike is to seek justice for the dead!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed off the ground with both feet and shot into the sky like an arrow.
His movements were agile and swift, drawing a sharp arc in the air.
At the same time, he suddenly drew the Bloodthirsty Blade from his waist with his right hand. The Bloodthirsty Blade seemed to come alive in his hand, gleaming with a bloodthirsty light.
In an instant, his aura surged dramatically, spreading outwards like a surging tide.
The sword intent within his body surged wildly, as if a sleeping beast had been awakened, letting out a deafening roar.
The surrounding air was distorted and deformed by this sword intent, making a "sizzling" sound, as if it could not withstand this powerful force.
Behind him, countless forces of the five elements seemed to be summoned by some mysterious force and began to converge wildly.
These five elements intertwine and merge, ultimately converging into a dazzling golden dragon.
The dragon was enormous, its scales shimmering with dazzling golden light, its whiskers fluttering in the wind, and its claws incredibly sharp.
It roared to the sky, its roar shaking heaven and earth, before roaring as it poured into the Bloodthirsty Blade.
After receiving the power of the golden dragon, the Bloodthirsty Blade shone brightly, as if it had become a divine weapon capable of cleaving through the heavens and earth.
Ling Xiao shouted loudly, his voice echoing through the heavens and earth like thunder.
He mustered all his strength, gripped the Bloodthirsty Blade tightly with both hands, and slashed fiercely forward.
This strike embodied all his power, all his anger, and all his conviction, as if he wanted to annihilate all evil in the world.
"boom!"
A deafening roar shook the entire world, as if the whole world was shaken by this single strike.
However, unexpectedly, a figure flew backward like a kite with a broken string, blood drawing a tragic arc in the air.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Ling Xiao who had flown away!
The recoil from the blow sent him crashing heavily to the ground, creating a huge crater.
Dust was flying and gravel was flying.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his face was as pale as paper, but his eyes remained unwavering, as if burning with an inextinguishable flame.
The Bloodthirsty Blade was stuck beside him, its blade deeply embedded in the ground, the hilt still trembling slightly, as if telling the story of the earth-shattering blow just now.
Shangguan Yue stood not far away, shook her head slightly, and sighed softly: "The difference in realms is ultimately insurmountable."
He knew that although Ling Xiao had extraordinary courage and great strength, there was still a huge gap in their levels of understanding, which could not be bridged by momentary passion and courage.
However, his expression suddenly changed, and a hint of fear flashed in his previously calm eyes.
He stared intently at the location where Niu Shengren was, and saw that the space there began to distort strangely, as if an invisible hand was kneading it wantonly.
Countless tiny cracks spread out like a spider web, emitting a sickening hissing sound, as if space itself was groaning in pain.
"What terrifying swordsmanship!"
Shangguan Yue's pupils contracted slightly, and her expression became extremely solemn.
He knew that this was not an ordinary spatial tear, but a spatial rift torn by the blade's light. The power of this blade technique was terrifying. If one were caught in it, one would probably be torn to pieces instantly.
Then, turning his gaze to Niu Shengren, he looked far more miserable than Ling Xiao at this moment.
His body was covered with countless knife wounds of varying depths. Some wounds only grazed the skin, with blood slowly seeping out; others were so deep that bone was visible, a horrifying sight.
Even more shockingly, one of his arms had been severed, and blood gushed from the cut, dripping onto the ground and quickly pooling into a small puddle.
Ling Xiao's gaze was cold and resolute, showing no intention of giving Niu Shengren any chance to breathe or retaliate.
He suddenly looked up and let out a deafening roar that seemed to pierce the clouds.
In an instant, a raging crimson flame erupted around him, the flames like demonic fire surging from the depths of hell, intense and eerie, enveloping his entire body.
Flames rose and leaped, as if countless demons were struggling and roaring within them.
He gripped the Bloodthirsty Blade tightly with both hands, veins bulging on his arms, and then swung it into the air.
The Bloodthirsty Blade stood suspended in mid-air, its blade radiating a brilliant crimson light, as intense as a burning sun, stinging the eyes.
Centered on Lingxiao, the surrounding air seemed to be ignited by this powerful force, and began to burn violently, forming a huge blood-red vortex.
The vortex churned with bloody waves, making a whooshing sound, as if countless wronged souls were wailing.
Ling Xiao rapidly formed hand seals while chanting incantations, each character seemingly imbued with mysterious power.
With his movement, the crimson vortex instantly transformed into an extremely sharp crimson blade shadow.
This blade shadow, like a death warrant from the deepest hell, ripped through the void with a world-destroying aura, aiming straight for Niu Shengren's soul.
Wherever the blade passed, the space was torn apart with tiny cracks, emitting a "sizzling" sound.
Shangguan Yue's gaze was like lightning, her eyes so sharp they seemed to pierce through all illusions.
He kept a close eye on Niu Shengren, not missing a single slight movement.
The space around Niu Shengren trembled violently, as if an invisible force was tearing him apart.
Once everything had calmed down, Niu Shengren reappeared before everyone.
At this moment, Niu Shengren's face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, as if all his life force had been drained away.
His body was covered with crisscrossing bloodstains, which resembled grotesque centipedes crawling all over him.
Fresh blood continued to gush from the wound, soaking his clothes and dripping down his body onto the ground.
Fine cracks also appeared on the giant hammer he gripped tightly in his hand, and those cracks covered the entire hammer body like a spider web.
Wisps of smoke still rose from the giant hammer, as if it had just experienced a fierce battle and was about to shatter completely at any moment.
"What bizarre swordsmanship!"
Niu Shengren stuck out his tongue and slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. There was no fear in his eyes, but rather a glint of excitement, as if he had met an opponent worthy of a full-scale battle. "I didn't expect you to have such a unique skill, but this is far from enough!"
