511 Fallen One
No matter what enemies or difficulties lie ahead, we will forge ahead relentlessly and never stop.
The Crimson Flame Demon Cult's enemies, armed with scythes, spears, and kitchen knives, numbering perhaps as many as five thousand, surrounded them in layers.
The blade flashed, and three heads flew off; the long sword cut through, and blood flowed endlessly.
The crowd quickly followed behind, breaking through the encirclement. The fog rose up, and the pathfinder unleashed his full power, clearing the way with overwhelming force. Before them, the fearless enemies, now driven by power or something else, frantically tried to stop them.
Death and injury occurred in an instant; screams echoed through the sky.
Red King's eyes narrowed, and his expression changed instantly. A vast, powerful aura of sword energy erupted as he tried to flee.
His frost-like eyes held a deep, silent affection, and his long whip moved with practiced agility, instantly creating a heavy atmosphere. He whispered, "Red King, please wait a moment. Let's deal with those two first."
An uncompromising attitude, and a decisiveness that leaves the consequences unpredictable if the goal is not achieved.
The Red King's eyes flashed with anger. "You dare!" He knew that if Lu Shuang launched a surprise attack, he would be distracted, and the consequences would be unpredictable.
'I miscalculated.' The Red King's expression remained unchanged, seemingly undeterred. He decided to end the battle quickly.
A moment later, Lu Shuang whispered urgently, "The opportunity has arrived."
In the midst of the battlefield, Mo Taizhen soared into the air once more, the light on his sword a deep blue, chilling and menacing. His descent seemed simple and unadorned, yet so swift that nothing could react, as if time had stood still.
In an instant, everything blurred; the sounds of wind, voices, and clashing swords vanished. It was as if nothing could react in time, only able to watch helplessly as a sword descended from the sky.
The sword energy, the man, was like a bolt of lightning. In an instant, he held his breath and swooped down, the sword pointing at his brow. Man and sword became one, and the sword pierced his brow in a flash. A sudden, intense pain shot through him, as if his head was about to be split in two.
Before Mi Qi could react, he instinctively formed a fist with overwhelming force, causing the air to explode. With a deafening roar, the longsword pierced Mo Taizhen's head, and his fist instantly struck Mo Taizhen.
A sharp pain shot through his chest, his armor shattered, and his internal organs were instantly injured.
Suddenly, red beacon fires appeared all around.
He suddenly appeared on the battlefield, wielding a huge broadsword whose blade shimmered with a fiery red light, as if enveloped in flames.
The sword technique was like a dragon's roar, the blade cutting through the air with a deafening roar, carrying the force of thunder. The slash came down as fast as lightning, unstoppable, instantly splitting the agonizing Mi Qi in two along his head.
The flying heads were devoid of any blood, only containing a strange, pitch-black liquid. The Red King's internal energy trembled, and the heads scattered.
Without hesitation, with incredible speed and the force of a whirlwind, it rushed forward in an instant. Its target: the person standing there.
Mo Taizhen felt something was wrong and wanted to leave quickly. In the blink of an eye, the long whip suddenly struck out, and the surrounding space was instantly filled with whips that shot out as fast as lightning.
The long whip danced, startling ghosts and gods, shaking heaven and earth, its sound like a raging storm, the "whoosh" of wind breaking through the air, as it attacked fiercely from all directions.
Mo Taizhen forcefully gathered his inner energy to desperately resist, but Lu Shuang's power greatly increased, and she unleashed a series of fierce whip shadows, dozens of which appeared in the blink of an eye, making it impossible for her to defend.
The long whip came swiftly like a venomous snake, instantly slicing across the sword and piercing through the chest.
With a flash of his longsword, he forcefully unleashed his power, tearing through the air and piercing Lu Shuang's right arm, which was holding a whip.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment. The Red King's eyes were filled with undisguised murderous intent. Like an arrow released from a bow, he slashed down with his sword. The greatsword cleaved fiercely, and the Dragon Roar reappeared, a deafening roar that shook the heavens and the earth.
As the blade slashed down, Lu Shuang hastily resisted with her long whip, which was both expected and unexpected.
With a loud bang, the long whip flew out of her hand, and Lu Shuang, as fast as lightning, rushed towards the head in the air.
With the red crystal in hand, without the slightest hesitation or choice, he swallowed it instantly.
A force that didn't belong to him suddenly burst through his body; power, power, terrifying power entered his body.
A hint of struggle and resistance in his eyes.
Struggling to control himself, he said, "Red King, how about we make peace?"
With his greatsword in hand, the Red King moved with the chilling force of death, step by step, and said in a deep voice, "Today is your death day. If you have any last words, speak them now."
The Red King's aura flowed around him, as if he were one with the whole. A fierce wind raged around him, with sand and stones flying everywhere. Standing in the wind, his clothes fluttered, and his Guan Dao (a type of halberd) was swung out like a dragon. The sword energy was like a giant wave, carrying endless power and killing intent.
At this moment, Lu Shuang felt a surge of power flowing into her body. It would be best to absorb it quietly and plan slowly, but the timing was not right. She could only force a breakthrough at this moment.
Suddenly, a powerful force arrived uninvited. The blood energy around the body rapidly absorbed the power of the red crystal, quickly strengthening the entire body and internal organs, instantly bringing joy.
I felt as if I was being protected by a powerful force. When the blade energy struck, it was as if I had hit an iron wall. With a loud bang, it disappeared into nothingness.
The Red King was slightly taken aback when the person in front of him suddenly changed.
Lu Shuang, whose entire body had been strengthened, was now in a daze, unconsciously muttering, "I didn't request a sacrifice, how could this happen?"
Then, a rustling sound came from behind, 'What a powerful host, not bad, not bad, truly cunning.'
Lu Shuang's expression grew even stranger, and he chuckled. 'A delicious place, I've come again.'
'Weak mortal, submit or die, the choice is yours.'
The Red King sneered, his voice low and menacing. "Death," he said, "we'll see if you have the ability to face it."
Suddenly, Lu Shuang raised one hand, and boundless fireballs descended from the sky, covering the entire three battlefields, with screams echoing all around.
The hoarse voice said, 'Weak ant, prepare to face the wrath of the Balrog.'
Terrifying fireballs suddenly erupted around the Red King, their intense heat turning his face a deep red.
Suddenly, he abandoned his cultivation, the atmosphere around him changed drastically, a red aura filled the air, and a cold face appeared, along with a slashing blade.
He uttered in a low voice, "Heaven-Slaying Slash."
The blade was crimson red, its aura stretching three feet, its edge incomparably sharp. Fingers were taut, muscles tense; a single slash descended with the force of thunder. The Heaven-Slaying Slash was activated, its blade energy crisscrossing, cleaving the Crimson Flame Demon King before him.
At this moment, Lu Shuang's hand was like a strong and sharp giant claw, rushing towards the broadsword.
With a deafening roar, the blade energy instantly struck the Crimson Flame Demon King, penetrating deep into his body and visible into his bones, only to heal rapidly.
Red King paused for a moment, his thoughts clear, and the blade reached Lu Shuang's brow.
The Crimson King pursued relentlessly, his blade flashing like lightning, his power immense, unleashing the Heaven-Slaying Slash repeatedly, each strike carrying astonishing force.
A dozen or so cuts were made in the blink of an eye, the scorching flames and the clanging of metal creating a thrilling scene.
The Red King raised his power again, and in the blink of an eye, his figure appeared all around him.
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