As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Run flicked the blade again, and with a crisp tremor, Sang Hong hurriedly leaped into the air.
The instant he left, a knife mark several meters long and one meter deep appeared on the ground where he had been standing.
Ding Run then launched another attack. Sang Hong, who was in mid-air, had no time to dodge. He hurriedly grabbed a nearby tree and pulled it in front of him. The thick tree trunk was instantly sliced in two by the invisible blade energy, as if it were made of paper.
The blade's momentum hadn't subsided; it was still slashing towards him.
However, with the remnants and fragments of the large tree, the invisible blade energy could already be traced.
Sang Hong swung his chains with both hands, and with a bang, he forcefully dispersed the sword energy.
Ding Run didn't mind and continued to flick his fingers on the sword.
Each time he tapped the blade at a different spot, the sound was different, just like different notes on a musical instrument. When played together, they really sounded like a song.
However, compared to other entertaining songs, this song is filled with murderous intent.
Having learned from his previous experience, Sang Hong used his chains to gather up the surrounding leaves, grass, and other debris. He even waved the chains to stir up the dust, filling the air with various impurities. This way, the opponent's invisible sword energy could be traced, preventing him from wandering aimlessly like a headless fly.
Only then did Zu'an and the others clearly see the trajectory of those sword energies. Many times, they were not aimed directly at Sang Hong, but attacked him from unexpected angles such as behind, side, below, and behind.
It's unclear how Ding Run, who was clearly standing some distance away, managed to strike from behind Sang Hong.
Sang Hong's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Although he could use this method to dodge the opponent's sword energy, being constantly attacked was still too passive.
The main problem is that the angles from which the opponent's sword energy attacks are too tricky; if you're not careful, you could easily get hit.
Sang Hong was worried that a prolonged defense would lead to defeat, so he tried several times to close the distance with Ding Run and fight him in close combat, making it inconvenient for Ding Run to unleash his sword energy.
Unfortunately, Ding Run kept backing away and controlling the speed of his sword energy, maintaining a sufficient distance between them.
With two loud bangs, the chains binding Sang Hong shattered. It turned out that they had finally given in to the scorching heat of his flames and the relentless attack of his sharp blade energy.
How could Ding Run miss such a good opportunity? He flicked his five fingers in succession, and several strands of sword energy attacked Sang Hong's vital points from all directions like maggots clinging to bones.
Without weapons, Sang Hong could only fight with his bare hands, and his situation was far from optimistic.
Just then, Sang Hong roared, and four burning wheels suddenly appeared in front of him, spinning rapidly around his body. The five incoming sword energies were all blocked by the protective net formed by these burning wheels.
"Wind and Fire Wheels! My dad's using his best skills!" Sang Qian shouted excitedly.
"Wind and Fire Wheels?" Zu'an's expression was strange. Your father doesn't look like Nezha at all.
Just then, Sang Hong made his move. Taking advantage of the protection of his Wind and Fire Wheels, he quickly rushed towards Ding Run.
Ding Run tried several times to stop the attack by flicking his longsword, but unfortunately he still couldn't break through the opponent's defense.
Sang Hong had already closed in on his side. With a wave of his hand, the four fire wheels around him merged into one, becoming a larger fire wheel, which directly attacked his opponent.
Ding Run hurriedly raised his long sword to block, his whole body trembling, clearly he had suffered a considerable loss.
Sang Hong also wouldn't waste the advantage he had finally gained, and kept attacking him from all sides.
Ding Run launched several counterattacks, but they were all blocked by his massive fire wheel.
As fire shadows filled the sky, Ding Run's figure appeared and disappeared amidst the fierce attacks. Sang Qian's face lit up with excitement: "Good! Father is truly amazing!"
Zuan, however, was not so optimistic. From the initial exchange, Sang Hong's cultivation was clearly weaker than Ding Run's. Now that Sang Hong had unleashed his ultimate move, how could Ding Run not have any trump cards up his sleeve?
Sure enough, a tiger's roar suddenly came, and a powerful pressure could be felt from a great distance.
"What...what is this..." Sang Qian's eyes widened, and his heart jumped into his throat.
Suddenly, a purple tiger appeared in the center of the battlefield. The tiger was not a physical entity, but a phantom formed by flowing lightning.
It could be described as an illusion, but the purple tiger's claw attack was able to send sparks flying from Sang Hong's Wind and Fire Wheels, making it feel more real than a physical object.
Zu An looked closely and found that the tiger was floating behind Ding Run, which was obviously a strange phenomenon he had created.
Lightning element?
No wonder the knife was so fast before.
Zuan had just finished his exclamation when he suddenly realized he was wrong, because Ding Run's speed was now almost twice as fast as before.
He could no longer be seen in the arena; all that could be seen was a purple tiger roaring and lunging at Sang Hong. Each attack unleashed a burst of sparks and lightning, accompanied by a tremendous roar, clearly demonstrating that the power of his attacks had increased significantly compared to before.
As the two fought, the surrounding flowers, trees and shrubs were razed to the ground, and even the soil on the surface was exposed. Zuan and the others had to move back to avoid being injured by the aftershocks of the fight.
They did not take the opportunity to leave, mainly because their cultivation was restricted, and even if they went, they could not go very far. If Ding Run won later, catching up with them would be a piece of cake.
If Sang Hong wins, then there's no need to run anymore.
So it's better to just look at the final battle situation here.
However, it seems that the scales of victory are tipping in Ding Run's favor. Previously, the battlefield was filled with red flames, but with Ding Run's outburst, purple has now gained the upper hand.
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