HBWnovel Chapter 224 Fierce Battle.
Chapter 224 Fierce Battle.
The light from the magical artifact flickered in the room like a playful and elusive sprite, sometimes bright and dazzling, sometimes dim and faint, as if sounding an ominous prelude to the fierce battle that was about to erupt like a storm. Jun Luochuan's eyes were extremely cold, like a fierce cheetah about to pounce on its prey with the force of thunder. His gaze was so sharp that it seemed to be able to see through all the fog and illusions of the world. He stared intently and relentlessly at the menacing and treacherous opponents before him. There was not even the slightest hint of retreat or fear in his eyes, only a firm determination and courage as solid as a rock.
Behind him, Su Yao was as nervous as a frightened fawn that had just been separated from its mother's protection and was facing a dangerous world for the first time. Her small hands gripped his clothes tightly, as if they were her only lifeline in this raging storm. Her voice trembled like a withered leaf about to fall in the wind, filled with endless fear and unease, "Jun Luochuan, you must be careful! This is not child's play. If we are not careful, we will be doomed."
The burly man was the first to attack. He raised his massive, heavy, and razor-sharp axe high, its blade gleaming with a chilling, frost-like light—a light that resembled the sinister smile of death, sending shivers down everyone's spines. "Boy, obediently hand over your magic weapon, and I might show you mercy and spare your life! Otherwise, today will be your burial ground, and you'll become a wisp of ghostly soul in this dust!" His voice boomed like thunder, causing the entire room to tremble slightly.
Jun Luochuan snorted coldly, his voice as sharp as icy wind in the dead of winter, filled with endless disdain and contempt. "If you're so capable, come and take it yourself! I'm afraid you'll have the life to snatch it, but not the life to enjoy it! Don't be so arrogant here, you'll only make yourself a laughingstock!"
Before the words were even finished, the burly man charged forward like a cannonball, his speed so great that it stirred up a violent, tornado-like gust of wind. The giant axe, accompanied by a whistling, piercing sound, like the earth-shattering blow of Pangu when he created the world, slammed down directly towards Jun Luochuan's head, as if to cleave him in two, instantly obliterating his soul.
Jun Luochuan dodged to the side, his movements as light and graceful as flowing water, like a crane dancing in the wind. At the same time, his longsword flashed from its sheath, its blade gleaming like a brilliant shooting star across the night sky. A sword aura, swift as lightning, pierced straight towards the burly man's chest. This sword aura was incredibly sharp; wherever it passed, the air seemed to be sliced into countless fragments, emitting a piercing shriek.
Seeing this, the woman in green moved her hands swiftly, like dazzling butterflies, sending out colorful ribbons like snakes emerging from their holes, cleverly coiling towards Jun Luochuan. The ribbons were vibrant and beautiful, yet they concealed deadly intent, like poisonous thorns hidden beneath a beautiful flower.
"A mere trick! How dare you show off in front of me!" Jun Luochuan flicked his wrist, and the longsword in his hand swept out like a silver dragon emerging from the sea, carrying a thunderous and unstoppable momentum. The sword energy was like an invisible, giant blade, severing the ribbons with overwhelming force, turning them into countless colorful fragments that fell to the ground like colorful petals.
At this moment, the shadowy man, not wanting to be left out, eagerly joined the chaotic battle. His hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals in a strange and complex motion, while he chanted incantations in a low, eerie voice, as if engaging in some mysterious and terrifying communication with an incomparably evil demon from the abyss of darkness. A cloud of black mist surged from his palm, billowing like black smoke, sweeping towards Jun Luochuan. The mist was sinister and terrifying, emitting a nauseating, chilling stench, seemingly capable of devouring all life and hope in the world, turning all beauty into decay and despair.
Jun Luochuan's brows furrowed, like two tightly knit, towering mountains, his solemn expression revealing his inner vigilance. His spiritual energy erupted instantly like a volcanic eruption, forming a dazzling, star-like shield that resolutely blocked the black mist. The shield shone brightly, like an impregnable, unbreakable fortress, protecting his body and mind.
"You shameless bunch, what kind of skill is it to gang up on the few! If you have the guts, have a fair one-on-one fight, don't do such despicable things that are shameful and contemptible!" Jun Luochuan roared, his voice like angry thunder echoing in the room, making the surrounding walls tremble.
"Hmph, in this dog-eat-dog, cruel world of cultivation, only winning matters, not the means! Morality and righteousness are just excuses for the weak!" The gloomy man sneered, his smile sinister and twisted, like a demon from the deepest part of hell, inspiring fear in those who saw him.
Jun Luochuan stopped wasting words, his figure flashing like lightning, instantly transforming into a streak of light as fast as a phantom, and launched his attack. His swordsmanship was incomparably fierce, each move carrying a resolute determination to kill, as if he wanted to cut down all the enemies before him and eliminate any future troubles.
The burly man was slashed by his sword energy, blood gushing from the wound. He roared repeatedly, like a wounded, raging beast, his eyes bloodshot, completely devoid of reason. His attacks grew increasingly ferocious and violent, each strike carrying immense force, as if he wanted to smash Jun Luochuan into mincemeat and grind him to dust.
The woman in green robes continuously cast spells, chanting incantations in a rapid and urgent voice. Her hands moved incessantly, as if weaving an invisible net of death. The magical light flickered, like dazzling yet deadly fireworks, attempting to disrupt Jun Luochuan's mind, throw him off balance, and plunge him into chaos and distress.
Jun Luochuan inwardly groaned, feeling like a lone boat adrift in a raging storm, constantly in danger of capsizing. Yet, he gritted his teeth, his eyes unwavering, his resolve burning like an inextinguishable flame. He fought valiantly against the three attackers, sweat pouring down his face, his clothes soaked through, but he refused to yield, like an unyielding war god.
"Jun Luochuan, I'm here to help you!" Su Yao rushed up unnoticed, holding a short whip in her hand. The whip lashed out like a nimble dragon in her grasp, its claws outstretched, striking fiercely at the enemy. Her eyes were filled with determination and courage.
"Don't come any closer, it's dangerous!" Jun Luochuan shouted, his voice filled with anxiety and worry, as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
But Su Yao ignored them all; her eyes were as firm as a rock. "We'll fight together! We'll share the good times and the bad! We'll be together through thick and thin, never to be separated!"
The battle intensified, the entire room filled with magical light and sword energy. The interplay of light was dreamlike and dazzling, yet fraught with terrifying, deadly danger. Shouts of battle, roars, and the clashing of weapons echoed through the sky, like a frenzied symphony of apocalypse. Every moment was a matter of life and death, every attack determined the course of fate...
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