Chapter 444: This punch, Eight Dragons and Sixteen Elephants, what can you use to block it!?
“Squeak!”
The air was torn apart, and an invisible blade suddenly descended.
"Zheng!"
In mid-air, a fist and a sword collided with a loud bang.
A deafening roar, as if capable of shattering eardrums, resonated like thunder. Golden-red flames rapidly expanded, and a white shockwave swept across.
The blade energy emanating from the area behind Bai Xiao directly chopped the earth into pieces, shattering it into pieces. Black mud and translucent air streams mixed together and shot out from the edges of each crack.
And, from behind the Blade Demon, an immense, overwhelming aura surged forward, as mighty as a giant elephant treading the ground. Vast tracts of forest collapsed, forming a fan-shaped cross-section. The river surged upward, as if driven by a force, a single stream slanting upward toward the sky.
“Bang!”
The Sword Demon shook his arms, and the sleeves of his black monastic robe exploded.
"Zheng!"
Bai Xiao's arm did not move, but a piece of his cuff was missing out of thin air.
“Ka-ka-ka-ka…”
The two wrestled frantically, their gazes fixed on each other. Sparks continuously exploded and shot through the air, melting holes the size of fists onto the ground.
"What a great Dragon Elephant Pavilion Master..."
"Its strength is like a dragon, its power is like an elephant!"
The Blade Demon's arms involuntarily rose, held up by a terrifying force, unstoppable and unmatched. It felt like trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm; overestimating one's own strength would only lead to being crushed.
"bite!"
The Sword Demon swung his hands and suddenly retreated. In an instant, he soared two or three meters into the air. His two powerful arms, muscles knotted and veins entwined like black ropes, swung the sword forward with a powerful blow.
“Empty, empty, empty…”
The moment the blade fell, its ferocious and violent edge seemed to cut through the waves, traversing space and appearing instantly above the white owl's head. Faintly, a demonic figure, laughing ferociously, could be felt above the invisible blade, its arms wrapped around the blade, tears of blood streaming from its eyes.
“Zheng!!!”
In the battle square, a tall, powerful figure stood like an iron tower. A glazed golden light emanated from his body, carrying an inextinguishable aura, like the golden body of the Buddha, descending into the world. The Sword Demon's invisible blade, like a dazzling, flowing dragon, slashed straight at White Owl's shoulder.
Suddenly there was a terrifying vibration sound.
Between the two, circles of pale white ripples visible to the naked eye continued to spread, and some faint golden sparks could be seen mixed in.
Beneath Bai Xiao's shoulders, the powerful shadows of eight dragons and sixteen elephants emerged. They were incredibly heavy, powerful enough to move mountains, and they withstood the sword demon's slash. The glazed golden light at his shoulders dimmed, but there was no trace of blood.
"Break it for me!"
Bai Xiao suddenly raised his arms, and a terrifying force surged into them like blowing up a balloon, causing his arm muscles to swell to double their size. Golden veins twined around him like little snakes, and his fingers flexed with strength, their knuckles slightly bent.
"Zheng!"
He suddenly slammed his palms towards the position just in front of his shoulders, where the invisible heart blade was located. The air was torn apart, making a huge shrill sound.
"Bang!"
“Crack!”
The extremely sharp long sword was directly broken by Bai Xiao's terrifying brute force, and was shattered into pieces. He took a step forward and rushed out violently, as if a huge airflow behind him was pushing Bai Xiao forward.
His fists waved like golden steel pillars.
The devil's flames burned and strangled madly.
The heart blade, which was dozens of meters long, was smashed into pieces by him.
You know, at the Posha Tibetan Sword Martial Arts School, the Heart Blade undergoes several stages of evolution. The Sword Demon himself, of course, has perfected his Heart Blade, having entered the ultimate Devil Blade realm. At this Devil Blade level, the Heart Blade's strength is almost comparable to that of weaker divine weapons. However, it was easily interrupted by White Owl.
One can imagine the terrifying power it possesses.
Ahead, the Blade Demon's pupils narrowed slightly, a crimson hue flashing across his eyes. A terrifying beast-like aura instantly erupted from him, and with each breath, the scent of blood swept across the battleground.
"Forbidden secret weapon, the Prison Slashing Sutra!"
Facing the Dragon Elephant Pavilion Master and White Owl, the only way to inflict physical harm on him was with the forbidden secret weapon! All other attempts, all other strikes, were in vain, a mere waste of energy.
The Sword Demon already understood this in his heart.
"Hell Scroll!"
The Sword Demon stomped his foot onto the ground, holding the sword in both hands. The tendons on his back trembled violently like steel wires. His muscles were red, and white steam surged.
He gripped his hands tightly in front of him, and the shattered Heart Blade solidified once more. This time, it was no longer transparent and invisible, but instead transformed into a blazing red-black flame. The flames danced violently, and in a trance, it seemed to form a complete picture of hell. Within the picture, there were countless densely packed evil spirits and yakshas, some holding weapons, some with sharp claws and fangs. They were grotesque, twisted and mad, and extremely bloody. The yakshas were a hideous blood color, and the evil spirits were an ugly black. The two began a frantic battle in the boundless hell, an endless entanglement. Limbs fused together, teeth embedded in the enemy's throat, it was a terrifying picture of hellish evil spirits!
The Sword Demon's true teachings of the Posa Tibetan Sword Martial Arts School, the Twelve Hells Diagram, were probably inspired by this move in the Hell-Slaying Sutra and gradually evolved into a secret martial art.
"boom!!!"
A knife fell, pointing directly at Bai Xiao.
The terrifying power of the taboo directly engulfed its golden form. Within the crackling, dancing black and red flames, countless yakshas and evil spirits erupted with terrifying power. A fierce murderous intent, a brutal will, and an extreme killing spree!
Under the power of this forbidden secret weapon, even a Paladin or Xiao would be in grave danger. Even the Light Eagle and the Spirit King would be on high alert. The entire canyon shook violently, debris hurled, and the wind swept away everything in its path.
"roar!!!"
However, in the battle square.
A white-gold power suddenly bloomed from the black and red scroll, surging in all directions. It was forced to open up in the Hell Scroll and also turned into a scroll.
Ancient times, wildness, and mythical times.
Kunpeng swallows the dragon and shatters the sky.
"boom!"
Kunpeng spread its wings and flew into the sky. Its huge back seemed to be able to carry the mountains, and its huge wings covered the sky and the sun, enveloping the entire Yunshan Valley.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
Kunpeng rushes forward, trying his best in the world.
Wherever they passed, numerous Yaksha demons, swirling with terrifying blood and black smoke, roared and screamed as they were crushed to pieces. They exploded like balloons and were easily crushed to death like ants.
"call out!"
The white owl instantly appeared in front of the Sword Demon, like a humanoid beast. Its body swelled and grew larger again, turning into a four-meter-tall golden shadow.
"Bang!"
A punch was thrown!
"Bang!"
Two figures flew out at breakneck speed, their feet crushing the earth. One advancing, the other retreating, drifting madly, they carved four long, narrow, deep trenches, bubbling with black smoke. The Blade Demon felt his blocking arms groan in pain and crackle as he moved forward like a cloud. In just a dozen seconds, he had traversed the entire Yunshan Valley.
"Bang!!!"
The two sides crashed heavily into the mountain wall, causing the earth to shake.
Large chunks of rock fell and landed among the trees.
The Sword Demon and the White Owl were like human tunnel boring machines, fighting madly and using terrifying power fluctuations to drill through the mountain.
“Boom!”
On the side of Yunshan Mountain, the hard rock exploded.
Two powerful figures were entangled inside, rushing out at the same time. The forbidden aura of the Sword Demon's body was no longer concealed, and it shot out like magma during a volcanic eruption. Every strike was the power of the Hell Slashing Sutra!
Swing the knife, swing the knife, and swing the knife again!
Each strike from the Blade Demon seemed to be laced with fury, a suffocating, despairing oppression, as if the enemy before him had been plunged into an endless hell. The demonic blade, originally blazing like a flame, suddenly condensed, a blazing white light like molten iron erupting from the blade, as fast as lightning.
Ahead, a massive golden figure similarly swung its iron fists. Its fists, blazing with demonic flames, could crush mountains and rivers, weighing as heavy as a thousand pounds. Every time fist and blade collided, golden-red flames erupted, and air surged. Often, the first to show wear was not the fist, but the blade. In the brief half-minute close-quarters battle with White Owl, the Blade Demon's magic blade had been damaged nearly ten times, each time re-condensing it with the mystical technique of the Heart Blade.
Even the Sword Demon had a hint of fatigue in his eyes.
"The one fighting me is not a mortal..."
"It's like facing the body of a master, an inhuman being."
A light flashed in his pupils.
"Zheng!"
With a flash of the sword, the white owl in front was briefly pushed back.
On the beach.
The Blade Demon took a deep breath, his chest ribs bulging like an umbrella, his body expanding slightly. He held the blade in both hands, and vast clouds of blood-red smoke suddenly rose from the surrounding void. Suddenly, the blood-red flames coalesced into a ferocious demonic figure, with a green face, fangs, and three eyes on its forehead. It was as if a Blade Demon had truly emerged between heaven and earth.
"Buzz!"
The sky changed color and the earth shook.
"reduce!"
What the Sword Demon used at this moment was the true art of reduction. What he had taught to his many disciples before was just a scaled-down version without the forbidden power.
He suddenly lunged forward, one foot pressing diagonally forward. The terrifying demonic figure also assumed the same knife-wielding stance. Their figures suddenly overlapped, and a rapidly dancing black flame erupted around them.
"Zheng!"
As the sword slashed out, an inexplicable killing force seemed to emerge from the void, transforming into a translucent dotted line and merging into the sword light. The unparalleled sharpness and dangerous aura made one's eyelids twitch wildly and one's heart was filled with extreme fear.
This move is said to be able to cut through anything!
However, at this moment.
The Sword Demon, the one who launched the first strike, had no confidence. Without hesitation, he ignited his immense spirit and launched the second strike, the "Extermination" spell.
"Destroy!"
Reduce and destroy, reduce and destroy!
One claims to be able to cut through anything, the other claims to be able to destroy anything!
The combination of these two is one of the Blade Demon's trump cards, his most powerful killing move. In mid-air, the power of reduction appeared as a translucent dotted line.
The power of destruction, however, was an incomparably dark black, like a crack in space. Its movements were incredibly slow, revealing an extreme sense of hollow destruction.
"White Owl!"
Amid the roar of the Sword Demon.
In front of us, a huge golden figure stood on the ground, like a god guarding the world.
At this moment, Bai Xiao's entire spirit and energy seemed to be stimulated to its peak, his blood and energy surging. Streams of platinum-colored air were rapidly drawn out, forming a vague phantom of a god on his body.
He clasped his hands together suddenly.
"Buzz!"
Brilliant golden light, the color of glass.
Dragons and elephants roared, and gods descended to the world.
Atop White Owl's body, a resplendent suit of imposing golden armor suddenly materialized, enveloping every corner of his body, its scales gleaming brightly. A majestic, illusory helmet, carved with dragon and elephant patterns, flared with dancing white-gold flames on either side of its ears, and two winding lightning dragon horns protruded from its forehead.
Behind him, a wide cloak of glassy color fluttered wildly.
A mysterious power that can weaken any attack.
“Zheng!!!”
"bite!!!"
The power of reduction and destruction came crashing down.
A translucent dotted line and a pitch-black spatial crack simultaneously struck White Owl's chest, forming a cross. The two slashes carried an unparalleled sharpness, and white air surged, mingling with golden-red flames.
The extremely terrifying power was condensed to the extreme, without any leakage.
“Sizzle, sizzle…”
“Hiss, hiss…”
After a very unpleasant friction sound.
The two terrifying sword lights finally poured out all their power, and the destructive power disappeared without a trace, and they were all released on the body of the white owl.
"despair."
The giant golden figure, expressionless, slowly took a step forward.
"It's not enough..."
A cross-cutting mark was seen on the chest of the armor, which had sunk deeply into the armor, but it was never able to truly break through, not even reaching half the distance. Not to mention injuring White Owl and causing him to bleed.
“Boom!”
Behind the giant golden shadow, the entire sea surface shattered violently, as if chopped into pieces by thousands of terrifying blades. That was the result of White Owl channeling his power into the earth, transmitting it all the way through. Blood dyed the water crimson inch by inch.
A large number of near-shore fish died without a burial place.
"Now, it's my turn!"
A deep rumbling voice rang out from under the armor of the god.
White Owl suddenly raised his arms, and the wide glazed cape behind him rose into the sky, dancing wildly. In an instant, the terrifying aura that erupted tore through the clouds, stirred the wind and the sea, and made the earth tremble continuously.
"roar!!!"
"Moo!!!"
Behind him, sixteen Earth-Liu Elephant Gods suddenly rushed out, crushing the heavens and earth. The terrifying movement was like a savage collision of tens of thousands of elephants.
Above the elephant herd.
Eight golden dragon shadows emerged from the void, like winding golden mountains, carrying incredible and vast energy and blood power.
"Bang!"
Everything is flowing, and the dragon is swinging its tail!
Bai Xiao threw a punch, and the sound was like a roar, shaking the heaven and earth.
"The dragon and the elephant guard the world!"
"This punch, Eight Dragons and Sixteen Elephants, what can you use to block it!?"
(End of this chapter)
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