Chapter 338: 7 Beast Knights

In the dim and oppressive space of Impel Down, the surrounding walls exude a cold atmosphere, as if telling of the cruelty and ruthlessness of this prison.

The weak light struggled in the darkness, but could not dispel the shadowy haze. The air was filled with tension, and every breath could feel the suffocating pressure.

A thrilling battle, like a never-ending storm, continues to rage in this dead space.

Ling Tian had just knocked the Sky Beast and the Destroying Beast away. At that moment, the dawn of victory seemed to be shining on his body.

However, fate played a cruel joke on him at this moment, and he himself suffered the severe pain brought by the Eight Gates.

The severe pain was like countless sharp needles piercing into his body at the same time, penetrating every pore and every inch of skin all the way to his bone marrow.

His body trembled involuntarily, and every muscle spasmed in pain, as if protesting the unbearable torture.

But who is Ling Tian? He is a warrior with a will of steel, a strong man who never gives up.

Facing the severe pain that surged like a tide, he had no intention of retreating. He clenched his teeth tightly, his teeth chattering, as if he wanted to crush all the pain.

There was a determined light in his eyes, which was like a beacon in the darkness, illuminating his way forward and the inextinguishable fighting spirit deep in his heart.

He secretly said to himself: "I must persevere and cannot fall here! I still have an unfinished mission. I must rescue Ace and break this dark cage!"

After adapting, Ling Tian was like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, radiating even more powerful strength.

He squatted slightly, like a cheetah about to pounce, accumulating endless energy. Then, he exerted force suddenly, like a cannonball, and rushed towards Magellan and the other four.

His speed was extremely fast, leaving a blurry afterimage in the air, as if he had transcended the limitations of time and space.

Each of his steps hit the ground heavily, making a dull sound. The sound was like a war drum, inspiring him to move forward bravely and shaking the hearts of everyone present.

His speed was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning tearing through the dark sky, and the strong wind he brought up was like a roaring beast, sweeping away everything around him.

The ground beneath his feet seemed to tremble slightly under his strength, and every step he took was like a heavy hammer hitting the heart of the earth, making a dull and powerful echo.

His figure shuttled through this oppressive space like a ghost. Wherever he passed, the air seemed to be ignited, filled with tension and excitement.

At this moment, five slashing attacks appeared like a group of ghosts that suddenly appeared, and flew towards Ling Tian from the darkness without any warning.

The darkness seemed to be their cradle, endowing them with a mysterious and deadly aura.

These slashes were filled with cold murderous intent, cutting through the air with an extremely sharp posture, making a sharp whistling sound that was like the scream of death, as if it was going to tear everything apart.

They were as fast as lightning and approached Ling Tian in the blink of an eye, as if they wanted to swallow him up in this cold light.

The moment he saw the slash, Ling Tian reacted extremely quickly. His body was like a nimble cheetah, instantly bursting out with amazing agility.

His muscles were tense, and every nerve was like a wound-up string, ready to make the most accurate response at any time. His eyes were fixed on the rapidly attacking blows, and there was no fear in his eyes, only calmness and determination.

At that critical moment, his body twisted and turned at an incredible angle, dodging quickly. His movements were smooth and flowing, as if he had merged with the surrounding environment, and every move was just right to avoid the sharp edge of the slash.

Sometimes he jumped to the left like an agile antelope crossing a ravine; sometimes he rolled to the right like a nimble squirrel avoiding branches.

His body drew graceful arcs in the air, like a gorgeous dance, but it also contained a contest between life and death.

In this dangerous battlefield, Ling Tian used his speed and reaction ability to engage in a thrilling contest with the deadly blow. Every moment was full of tension and excitement, making people worry for him.

"Humph, it's not that easy to hit me!" Ling Tian snorted inwardly. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile, which was a contempt for the enemy's attack and confidence in his own ability.

His body was like a light leaf in the air, dancing with the wind, yet in control of his own trajectory.

He twisted his waist hard, and his whole body twisted into an incredible angle in the air, avoiding a whistling blow from the left. The blow almost brushed past his clothes, bringing up a gust of cool breeze.

Then he quickly turned his body, like a spinning top in the air, and dodged a slash from above. The sharp blade passed over his head, flashing a cold light.

Although the five slashes came with great force, each one contained enormous power and the determination to kill.

But Ling Tian, ​​relying on his excellent reaction ability and rich combat experience, skillfully dodged them all like a dancer dancing on the edge of a knife.

His eyes were always fixed on the trajectory of the slash, and his brain was rapidly calculating the timing and angle of each movement.

His body seemed to be integrated with the surrounding air, and he could keenly sense any changes in airflow and react in advance.

Every movement he made was just right, not a centimeter more or less, and he accurately avoided every fatal attack.

However, although Ling Tian successfully avoided the slash, the powerful impact and oppressive feeling brought by the fierce attack still forced him to stop.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he felt a slight vibration from the ground, which was caused by the aftermath of the slash. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and that anger was like a burning flame, jumping in his eyes.

He clenched his teeth tightly, and the muscles on his cheeks bulged with force. He looked vigilantly in the direction where the slash came from, his eyes full of vigilance and exploration.

At this moment, a slight sound suddenly came from the originally silent darkness, as if something was about to break out of the cocoon.

Then, five figures suddenly jumped out from the darkness like ghosts. The speed was so fast that it made people feel dizzy, as if they were phantoms born from nothingness in an instant.

These five figures, like Kong Beast and Mie Beast, wore beast masks on their faces.

Those masks have different shapes, some look like ferocious lions with bared fangs and claws; some look like cunning foxes with sly eyes; some look like mighty tigers, exuding domineering aura.

The patterns on the mask are delicate and complex, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, giving people a mysterious and dangerous feeling.

Their bodies were wrapped in black robes, looming in the dim light, like messengers from the dark world. They stood there quietly, but there seemed to be an invisible pressure spreading, making people shudder.