Chapter 702 - Kill

Chapter 702: Kill

The excruciating pain from Xiao Luo's right arm was unbearable. It made him let out painful groans uncontrollably. However, his rapid rejuvenation ability soon kicked in and his entire right arm had quickly recovered. The bones and the flesh completely regenerated to their original state within those few moments.

"Die! The lot of… you. All of you… die!"

Xiao Luo laughed grimly like a demon. He stretched out his hand toward Curisa's sword. And like a magnet, he pulled the sword toward him. That sword twirled around before it flew all the way into Xiao Luo's hand from afar. Xiao Luo wielded the sword and channeled his inner force through it, creating a dark aura blade extending from the tip of the sword. He slashed the aura blade, and a great fissure appeared in the ground.

"He just produced an aura blade with just a simple swipe! This man is a…"

Curisa could not help but gasp in awe at Xiao Luo's superior power. To his horror, Xiao Luo's fighting abilities had exceeded his expectation and had improved astonishingly within that fight. He had even reached the level where he could produce an aura blade easily.

It had also shocked King Kong, for Xiao Luo now resembled a demon released from the depths of hell. He was unbelievably strong and intimidating!

"KILL!"

Xiao Luo roared as he charged and started twirling the aura sword in his hand. His body spun like a top, and suddenly he had transformed into a whirlwind of blades. He yelled hysterically as he surged toward Ming resolutely, forcing him back.

Although Ming retreated, he did not show any sign of defeat. He had blocked every single slash from Xiao Luo and faced him head-on.

CLANG! CLANG!

They crossed swords several dozen times within a few breaths. Sparks from the swords flew all over as both men moved with blinding speed. In this ferocious battle, it was almost impossible to see what was going on between them. The clashes of swords produced an unstoppable burst of energy that coursed through the entire wetland park. It was like a hurricane had befallen upon them, and the intense battle disintegrated the ground entirely.

Curisa had taken Ming's place and was guarding Su Li. He could see that Xiao Luo was almost Ming's equal in the fight, and he could not describe the shock and fear in his heart in words. Ming was the King of the Light Clan, the strongest clan member, and second only to the Holy Highness who was about to return home. Yet, someone as powerful as Ming could still not defeat Xiao Luo. It was unimaginable.

The police officers who were observing from afar all turned pale, and they trembled with fear. Had they not witnessed it themselves, they would never have thought that such a horrifying being existed in their world.

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The ferocious battle between Ming and Xiao Luo had reached its peak. Ming seemed unnerved, but it looked like he still had the advantage.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

He sent Xiao Luo flying back, skidding along the ground like a car out of control, and causing a mini sandstorm along the way. After Xiao Luo regained his balance, he immediately roared angrily and started charging at Ming again. His killing intent influenced the long aura sword in his hand, and it resonated with a bloodthirsty ring.

CLANG!

After crossing swords a few more times, Ming sent Xiao Luo flying back again. Xiao Luo steadied himself and continued to charge tenaciously at Ming once more. Xiao Luo was in a frenzy.

Ming had already knocked Xiao Luo back countless times. But each time he would get back up again and relentlessly attack Ming. He continued to attack regardless of the number of times Ming had defeated him. Each time Xiao Luo fought, he would sustain additional wounds on his body. After many more bouts, there were multiple wounds on his blood-drenched body. Despite looking like he was at his wit's end, the bloodthirsty aura running through his veins only became more intense.

"Are fighters from the Xiao Clan this tenacious?"

Curisa felt a chill run right through his spine. Any other person who had sustained those injuries would have collapsed a long time ago. No one could have continued with such a punishing battle. The people of the Xiao Clan seemed inhuman. Their tenacity and endurance defied all logic and common sense.

"Xiao Luo… you've done enough… stop fighting…"

The ferocity of the fight and the punishment Xiao Luo had endured devastated Su Li. Every time Xiao Luo took a slash, it was like a slash to her heart. She burst out in tears as that man soaked in blood was her husband. He was her beloved man. She had never experienced the sorrow of a broken heart before. She finally felt it now.

"KILL!"

Xiao Luo, blood-drenched, bellowed and charged at Ming again.

Ming stared at him mockingly and said, "It's time to end this abomination!"

When he finished speaking, he replicated into ten figures and surrounded Xiao Luo as he was charging in. All ten figures were identical, and it was impossible to tell which one was the real Ming.

Xiao Luo paused for a moment. All the ten forms of Ming struck simultaneously.

SLASH!

Ten swords pierced Xiao Luo's body—two swords pinning his feet, two impaling his palms, two cutting through his arms, two piercing his thighs, one on his back, and one more right on the chest. Xiao Luo looked like a bloody hedgehog.

"No!"

Su Li lost it and screamed out in despair.

King Kong widened his eyes and stared at Xiao Luo in horror.

The police officers observing from afar continued to shake in fear. Some of them wet their pants and others collapsed to the ground.

Suddenly, the ten forms of Ming disappeared. The only one left was the one who stabbed Xiao Luo in the chest.

RUMBLE!

There was a clap of thunder as dark clouds formed in the skies of Xiahai. It then poured as peals of thunder rumbled on. It was not a drizzle or a downpour, but persistent rain that drenched the entire city.

CLANG!

The sword dropped from Xiao Luo's hand as the blood-red in his eyes faded, returning to its normal black and white color. But his hair remained white.

"Arggh!"

Ming withdrew his sword from Xiao Luo's chest, and he collapsed immediately. The blood spurting out of his body soon mixed with the rain and dyed the area around him red.

Ming glanced down at him as he sheathed his sword. He turned around and walked away, leaving Xiao Luo lying there. Rain could not even touch him, let alone wet him.

After taking a few steps, Ming stopped as he sensed that Xiao Luo was not dead. He heard a noise behind him, and when he turned around, what he saw shocked him. His stony face finally wore an expression of surprise as he watched Xiao Luo struggle to get up. Although he was blood-drenched and severely wounded, Xiao Luo was still trying to get up and fight.

"Is he still a human? He… He won't even die after that assault?"

Curisa was both surprised and fearful as he had seen that Ming's sword had mortally impaled Xiao Luo's heart. Any member of the Xiao Clan should die from that. How could he possibly be alive?

"Monster… That man is a monster!"

"It's terrifying… too terrifying!"

"Who said that there's no god or demon in the world? These people are the gods and the demons!"

The scene stunned the police officers who were watching from afar. They were so frightened that they found it impossible to move even an inch.

CRACK!

Lighting struck from the sky, and the silver streak of blinding light lit up the entire wetland park.

Under its illumination, Xiao Luo got up with much difficulty. His limbs were trembling and blood was flowing out profusely, his face was pale and he could not stand straight—yet, he still stood defiantly.

He lifted his head proudly and looked at Ming like a soldier unafraid of death. Like a warrior whose comrades around him had fallen in battle—bravely facing his enemies alone, sounding the battle horn, drawing his revolver, and shouting as he charged into them, "KILL!"