512 Fallen II

Lu Shuang was injured in many places and was furious. Her whole body was covered in scorching flames, like a burning fireball. When she activated her ultimate move again, the entire fireball, like a meteor fireball, covered the entire Xizi Prefecture.

The immense power of the flames, carrying terrifyingly high temperatures, instantly caused widespread death and injury on both sides of the battlefield.

In a moment of urgency, the Red King gripped his broadsword tightly, pushing his skills to their limits. His body and strength reached unprecedented heights, and the mysterious power within him was released even further. He knew that the number of times he could use it was limited, and that time was also limited.

His eyes burned with even greater killing intent as he stared intently at the Crimson Flame Demon. His speed, strength, and true energy, along with the suffocating power emanating from the surroundings, were enough to destroy the heavens and the earth. The ground beneath his feet began to crack.

The greatsword encapsulates all the power of the body, its blazing red aura shaking the wind and rain. The sword energy soars into the sky, and amidst the many figures, they engage in close combat, displaying superb footwork and life-and-death experience.

A blade thrust straight for his brow, but his claws blocked it. The Red King didn't flinch; the immense blade energy pierced right through him!

The Crimson Flame Demon swept across with its other claw, the powerful force crashing into its body. Taking the blow, its battle robe ripped open and its protective armor shattered.

Red King took the blow head-on, feeling a shock throughout his internal organs. He didn't retreat an inch, his body moving like the wind. He swept his broadsword horizontally, as fast as lightning, and with one stroke, his head fell to the ground.

Without pausing for a moment, he quickly searched and removed the red crystal from between her eyebrows.

They rushed quickly towards the battlefield.

The Crimson Flame Demon King unleashed a terrifying barrage of fireballs, countless in number, which exploded with tremendous force, igniting raging flames. Dry wood was instantly shattered and burned like tinder, billowing smoke billowing out. Its power was immense and chilling.

Both sides were immediately injured, and the surrounding Crimson Flame Demon King's followers were also subjected to indiscriminate attacks.

At this moment, the followers of the Crimson Flame Demon King witnessed firsthand the great, mysterious, and incomparably powerful force—a fireball descending from the sky. It was as if it possessed divine power, and their fervor only intensified.

They all became even more frenzied. The surrounding air was instantly evaporated by the high temperature, as if time stood still at that moment.

Another wave followed, the fireballs incredibly hot, like the sun falling, making them impossible to look at directly. They hurtled towards us at an astonishing speed, accompanied by a deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing.

"Watch out!" Feng and Que shouted at the same time, and rushed forward. Their true energy exploded on their blades and swords, instantly meeting the powerful fireball.

The fireball exploded with a deafening roar, the powerful shockwave causing both of them to spit out bright red blood, which sprayed all over the ground. The difference in their abilities was stark.

The blow caused all five internal organs to shift.

With a single, furious strike, he killed many of the Crimson Flame Demon King's enemies who were relentlessly pursuing him. Yet, he seemed utterly fearless, fighting desperately even when a single blow failed to decapitate them.

The crowd was immediately scattered.

The devastating impact resulted in heavy casualties.

The Xuanji Sect members struggled to break through the encirclement. As the mist gradually dissipated, the surrounding crowd, with their eerie crimson eyes and fanatical gazes, stared at the remaining four people, their true energy dissipating.

Without pausing, he charged forward, sword raised, armor and protective talismans fully activated. Zhao Sanxing forcefully channeled his inner energy, his longsword slashing out, instantly piercing three men's foreheads. He growled, "You guys go first."

There was silence behind them. Turning around suddenly, they saw that the three people had already run far ahead. They had used all their speed-up and invisibility talismans and were running forward with all their might without looking back.

The three figures, without looking back, swept past in the wind, without a trace of hesitation or lingering. All their strength was poured into this moment, ready to unleash their full potential.

Zhao Sanxing stood there, stunned, unable to believe what he was seeing. Suddenly, he felt all his strength collapse, almost unable to stand, swaying, and his heart stopped beating.

Amidst my complicated thoughts, a familiar figure appears, and my junior sister takes the initiative to approach me. I hope you can escape this calamity.

The desolate atmosphere remained unchanged, and the metallic gleam of the cold weapons was particularly dazzling under the firelight. Kitchen knives, sickles, spears, and thin blades—without any hesitation, sharp killing intents, carrying fierce killing power, roared through the air.

Jealousy, envy, dissatisfaction, and resentment simmered within him. The person before him possessed talent, a privileged background, and an elegant demeanor, surrounded by numerous enemies. He too yearned to have these qualities.

Weapons were brandished—kitchen knives, sickles, and daggers—swung with ruthless and precise killing intent, each strike aimed at Zhao Sanxing's vital points.

The sharp, piercing sound of blades cutting through the air, accompanied by the whistling of various weapons, seemed like a harbinger of death's arrival.

The ruthless power was swift and fluid, without a single superfluous movement; every slash and every spear thrust was aimed at taking Zhao Sanxing's life.

At this moment, killing Zhao Sanxing in front of them would be their honor and reward.

Zhao Sanxing forcibly enhanced his martial arts skills. When the sword and blade came into contact, they exploded with a deafening roar. The surrounding area was thrown into chaos, with blood and flesh flying everywhere and blood mist spreading.

The three fleeing individuals increased their speed and abilities as they fled. Suddenly, a group of people with similarly mixed weapons charged towards them, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

The Red King arrived swiftly, his blade energy surging and crashing, slashing horizontally, sending heads flying and blood spurting out.

In the unknown space, an even larger fire demon, clad in heavy black armor and with an even more ferocious appearance, had two subordinates on its left and right. One of them, wielding a powerful flame in one hand, easily snapped off an arm as hard as rock with a slight exertion.

A black, crescent-shaped blade, cold and sinister, carried an aura of chaos and anticipation. A deep, brook-of-rejection voice, sharp and grating, filled the air with a chilling, murderous intent. A suffocating hand was already locked over the throat. 'Tell me the secret.'

The locked-up fire demon looked terrified, unaware that it had been exposed or how it had been discovered.

As if sensing the Flame Demon's confusion, the Armored Flame Demon slowly spoke, "Don't be afraid, don't be confused. You're not the first. The last one has already confessed everything. You just need to tell me where you got that circular altar from."

If you tell the truth, I, Lord Ga, the Fire Demon Commander, swear by my bloodline to spare your life.

A strange power, a strange black pattern, like a black lotus flower, a strange power flowing slowly and quickly in the air, it is formless and intangible, yet it feels like a strong sense of oppression.

The power exuded a deep and mysterious aura, inviolable and unquestionable, inspiring awe in all who beheld it.

The Flame Demon immediately sensed something. After a moment's thought, he realized that the suffocating pressure meant that if he hesitated even for a moment, it would be a matter of life and death.

Driven by a strong will to survive, he immediately nodded and replied, "Thank you, Commander! Thank you, Commander! I'll get it right away."