Chapter 845 - A critical strike
Countless floating pink petals filled the sky. It presented a beautiful scene, but those petals were all thin blades. In truth, the sky was now was deadly terrain.
As Xiao Luo hovered in the air, the thin blades floated toward him, brushing past his body and leaving cuts all over his body.
"The god-damn brat is in his white monster form, and not even the King of War can do any damage to him. Yet, the thin blades flying all over the sky like pink peach blossoms sliced through his flesh so easily. Why is that so?" muttered Duck Emperor. He sensed danger, for the King of Swords was undoubtedly the strongest out of the Four Kings. No one who saw him would not recognize that fact.
The people from the Light Clan watching on the ground were excited. But after a while, their eyes widened in surprise. The King of Swords' laser-sharp petal blades may have injured Xiao Luo when he was in his white monster form, but all the injuries healed immediately. In the end, not a single scar was left on his body.
The King of Swords slowly levitated into the air. He did not have any sword in his hand because his sword had transformed into the countless petal-like thin blades in the sky. The King of Swords stared at Xiao Luo, then frowned, and said, "Are you using the Speedy Regeneration? It is indeed the Xiao Clan's strongest ability."
"ROAR!"
Suddenly, Xiao Luo charged right at him with a bloodthirsty yell. A terrifying and fierce aura filled the air like a raging flood. The Dragon Saber, like a bolt of blood-red lightning, flew directly at the King of Swords.
The King of Swords was calm, as usual, and remained at his spot without moving. The countless peach blossom petal-like thin blades spun around and redirected themselves to form a protective wall in front of him. The Dragon Saber slammed fiercely into the petal blade wall.
BAM!
The impact caused an intense force to spread outward. The space around them shattered like brittle glass, and the sound of breaking glass rang across the sky. Circular voids of darkness appeared in the sky, but the laws of Heaven and Earth prevailed and voids vanished as soon as they appeared.
Unsure of Xiao Luo's next move, the King of Swords kept the swarm of petal blades in place. Suddenly, the thin petal blades from all directions and attacked Xiao Luo. Even the shield of petal blades in front of the King of Swords launched themselves at him. In just half a second, they formed a colorful shell around Xiao Luo. From a distance, they looked harmless. The thin blades came together and looked like a colorful Easter egg the color of peach blossoms.
The King of Swords kept a safe distance, then muttered, "Explode!"
The peach blossom ball, formed of innumerable thin petal blades, suddenly burst open with a massive blast. Xiao Luo, trapped inside, got shredded severely, and his bloody figure fell out of the sky. He crashed near the edge of the enormous pit, causing another hole to form.
Humm!
Then the countless petal blades re-assembled to form four long swords. These swords whizzed through the sky and dived directly down at Xiao Luo. Then, acting like four nails, they pierced through Xiao Luo's arms and legs, pinning him firmly onto the ground.
Xiao Luo, in his white monster form, howled bitterly as he struggled hard to break free. His face looked hideous, distorted by the extreme pain he felt.
"It is over."
The King of Swords muttered softly. He held out his hand and a Divine Sword materialized out of thin air. The blade radiated a murderous aura.
At that moment, a shocking vision appeared around him, causing all the people witnessing from below to gasp.
All they saw was a pair of eyes, like the Eyes of Heaven overseeing all living things. The spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth converged toward the Divine Sword, causing a mighty power to surge outward. The Divine Sword emanated a fiery aura.
"A critical strike!" exclaimed the King of Blades as he retreated with shock written all over his face.
"King of Swords, you jerk. You are indeed worthy of being second only to our Holy Lord. You have finally suppressed that Xiao clan's descendent. When the Divine Sword pierces through the guy, there is no way he will survive."
The King of Thunder stared in surprise. He would make jokes about the King of Blades and the King of War, and even insulted them. But with the King of Swords, he did not have the guts to joke around. Though the King of Swords might be equal to them in rank, everyone in the Light Clan knew how much the people respected him. In terms of power, he was only behind the Holy Lord. If it wasn't because the Holy Lord had broken her limitations and increased her powers once again, it was highly likely that even their Holy Lord would face a hard time beating the King of Swords.
Swoosh!
Under the King of Swords' control, the Divine Sword quivered ominously and lightning flashed in the air. Claps of thunder rumbled endlessly. Illusions of countless Gods surrounded the Divine Sword. Its very presence was daunting, and its target was Xiao Luo's chest.
"Trying to kill the brat? Have you asked for Grandpa Duck Emperor's permission?"
Duck Emperor bolted over like a flash of lightning, using his body to slam into the Divine Sword, aiming to change its trajectory.
But before he could even touch the Divine Sword, the Divine Light circling the Divine Sword knocked him away. Blood spilled out from his nose and mouth, and some bloodstained feathers floated down the sky. The part of his body where the Divine Light had hit was bleeding, and the blood dyed his snowy white feathers red.
"Oh, no!"
Duck Emperor fell from the sky and yelled out loud when he saw Xiao Luo struggling in pain with the four long swords pinning him down.
It was over for Xiao Luo!
Xiao Luo's defeat delighted the people of the Light Clan. They revered the King of Swords as their invincible champion. Even Xiao Clan's descendent was nothing compared to him.
Just as the Divine Sword was about to pierce into Xiao Luo, a Divine Light suddenly flashed over from afar to intercept the sword. The Divine Light cut through the Divine Sword. It broke and turned into dust instantly.
Huh?
Who was it?
It shook everyone to the core. They opened their eyes wide and could believe what they were seeing.
In the next second, a woman appeared out of thin air and hovered next to Xiao Luo. Dressed in a flowing white dress, her beauty was unmatched. Her face was as delicate as a flower. She was the most beautiful woman in the universe. Her neck was fair with a jade-like complexion, and her eyes were brilliant purple with black pupils. Her beautiful luscious long hair fell naturally over her shoulders. Her snow-white skin was faintly radiant, like flawless white jade, and her red lips were glossy, exuding an enchanting aura.
Ho… Holy Lord?
The sight of Su Li surprised the common folk. They could never have imagined that their Holy Lord would break the King of Swords' Divine Sword to save a descendent of the Xiao Clan.
When they regained their senses, the King of Blades, King of Thunder, and King of War greeted Su Li respectfully. The King of Swords, who was still in the sky, withdrew his sword and descended to the ground. Placing his left hand on his chest, he bowed low to greet Su Li.
"All of you can go!"
With her hands behind her back, Su Li's eyes focused on Xiao Luo. Though she spoke in a gentle tone, her voice was commanding. She said it in a tone that did not allow anyone to defy her.
The King of Blades raised his eyebrows as if he already expected it to happen. He was the first to respond to her instruction and left with his assistant. On his way out, the King of Blade shouted toward all the common folk to leave the place as well. "Disperse. All of you disperse now!"
"Man with the last name Thunder, you do not even have the slightest chance at all. Haha, haha…"
The King of War had recovered by now and could walk by himself. Before he left, he could not resist teasing the King of Thunder.
"F*ck your… Get lost!"
King of Thunder could not help cursing at him, but when he realized Su Li was present, he quickly swallowed back the word "mother". Then, he left gloomily.
