"who I am?"
Ning Liu's lips curled up slightly, but there was no hint of a smile. His clear eyes reflected the terrified and distorted face of the King of Slaughter.
"You, the usurped successor of the Asura God, are just in time to meet me!"
The moment he finished speaking, he raised the "Asura Demon Sword" in his hand once again.
There was no complicated opening stance, no overwhelming momentum of surging soul power, just an extremely simple sword swing.
That feeling again!
The King of Slaughter felt a chill run down his spine; a profound sense of crisis, originating from the depths of his soul, made him instinctively want to dodge.
However, just as his body reacted, another wound appeared out of nowhere on his chest, at the same spot as the previous sword mark!
There was no sword energy, no trajectory, and not even a sound of air being torn apart.
It was as if some unseen rule had pronounced his guilt, and the wound appeared on its own.
"Ugh!"
The King of Slaughter let out another painful roar.
If the first sword strike caught him off guard, then the second sword strike, even under his full concentration of vigilance, still struck him precisely!
This completely shattered his pride and confidence as an unparalleled expert.
Even more terrifying was the dark red energy swirling within those two sword marks, which felt like two red-hot irons grinding against his soul.
The blood energy within him, which was originally the source of his power, has now become fuel for the fire, making the burning pain even more intense!
"You bastard!"
The King of Slaughter's eyes turned bloodshot, and he was completely enraged.
He ignored the strange sword and instead unleashed all his anger on Bibi Dong, who was standing nearby.
The blood pool behind him surged again. This time, it no longer condensed into a phantom image, but transformed into countless blood arrows, which rained down on everyone in the arena!
He wants to turn this place into a complete meat grinder!
"careful!"
Yue Guan exclaimed in surprise, his ninth soul ring shining brightly, and a huge phantom of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum bloomed, transforming into a golden barrier, attempting to block this indiscriminate attack.
Titan and Xu Jiushi also used their defensive soul skills to protect themselves.
However, Bibi Dong neither dodged nor avoided the attack.
Her Spider Queen clone instantly merged with her main body, the dark green and dark purple lights intertwined, and a deeper domain of death and poison spread out, weakening and corroding the power of those blood arrows layer by layer.
The next moment, Ning Liu drew his sword again.
His mind was completely absorbed in the sword in his hand and the enemy in front of him.
Through the insight of his spiritual eye, he could clearly "see" that within the King of Slaughter's body, two wills were tearing each other apart madly.
One belongs to humanity; though faint, it is as resilient as a rock, hidden deep within the core of the soul.
The other one is a ferocious, evil nine-headed blood bat composed of pure killing and resentment!
With each of his attacks, the dark red Asura divine power would precisely strike the blood bat's will, weakening its control over the body.
Each of the King of Slaughter's furious counterattacks was the Blood Bat's last struggle.
"Not enough..."
Ning Liu whispered.
He could sense that the blood bat's foundation was closely connected to the blood pool beneath the entire Killing City.
As long as the blood pool doesn't dry up, its power can be replenished continuously.
To eradicate it completely, we must strike at its core with overwhelming force!
He communicated with the Asura Demon Sword (imitation) in his hand through his mind and actually felt the sword's cheer.
The next moment, the King of Slaughter froze.
To his horror, he discovered that in every direction, above and below, in every corner, there appeared an identical blood-red longsword, the tip of which was pointed precisely at him!
Thousands upon thousands of swords emerged from countless folded spatial layers, sealing off all his escape routes.
Each sword exuded that aura of a natural enemy that made his soul tremble!
This is not an illusion!
Every single sword is real!
"No--!"
A shrill scream, inhuman in sound, erupted from the throat of the King of Slaughter.
The voice was no longer filled with arrogance and rage, but with pure fear and despair.
His blood energy erupted wildly, attempting to form an absolute defensive domain. However, the sword shadows did not collide with his energy at all.
The next moment, all the swords returned to one.
All the sword shadows pierced the body of the King of Slaughter at the same instant.
"Puff puff puff puff puff—!"
After a series of dense, teeth-grinding soft sounds, the King of Slaughter seemed to have turned into a leaky sack.
Hundreds and thousands of fine sword marks covered his entire body, and dark red Asura divine power surged from each wound.
"roar--!"
A dense, almost tangible, blackish-red aura of resentment suddenly shot up from the top of the King of Slaughter's head!
The resentment condensed in mid-air into a hideous phantom of a nine-headed blood bat, with eighteen eyes on its nine heads staring intently at Ning Liu with venomous hatred.
It let out a silent roar, as if cursing the enemy that had destroyed its millennia-long scheme.
However, before it could make its next move, the Asura divine power that was intertwined within the King of Slaughter suddenly erupted!
Buzz—!
A dark red beam of light shot up from within the King of Slaughter, striking precisely the phantom of the nine-headed blood bat.
Like dry grass being set ablaze, the blood bat phantom didn't even have time to utter a scream before being burned and purified in that supremely masculine killing light, ultimately turning into a wisp of smoke and completely dissipating into the air.
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