ATPnovel Chapter 84: Instant Kill, nothing much to say.
Chapter 84: Instant Kill, nothing much to say.
After flying more than ten feet, the golden flying knife shone brightly, transforming into countless golden blade shadows that swept towards Mu Chunfeng like a storm.
At the same time, the other three Core Formation cultivators also activated their magic weapons, launching a fierce attack from different directions, sealing off all his space to dodge.
Faced with this attack, Mu Chunfeng remained calm, simply opening his mouth and spitting out a ball of crimson-gold flame.
The fire swelled wildly in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a fire lotus several meters in size, completely protecting him at the center.
The countless sword shadows slashed fiercely at the fire lotus, but only stirred up ripples of fire before being quickly refined and melted by the terrifying high temperature of the Yang Lotus Fire.
"go!"
Mu Chunfeng made a hand seal with one hand, and three golden fire threads as thin as hair shot out from the surface of the fire lotus, heading towards the three cultivators who were attacking at incredible speed.
Although the flames were thin, they emitted a terrifyingly high temperature that made one's heart tremble, scorching and distorting the air along their path.
Three cultivators were charging at full speed when they collided head-on with the three fiery strands.
With the combined speed of the two forces, their momentum was too great to dodge, so they could only hastily move their magical artifacts to block in front of them.
With a series of deafening clangs of metal clashing, the three men's magical artifacts were shaken by the thin sparks, causing them to flash with spiritual light and wail, forcing them to retreat repeatedly and instantly shattering their offensive.
Moreover, the fire threads did not retreat after this attack; instead, they continued to entwine around them like maggots clinging to bones.
Seeing the power of the Yanglian Fire, Mu Chunfeng curled up a cold smile.
Now is the perfect time to test the power of the Blood Demon Sword. While the fire threads are holding back the three of them, let's deal with the gaunt cultivator in front of us first!
His magical power surged wildly, pouring it all into the Blood Demon Sword in his hand.
The demonic runes on the sword instantly lit up, bursting out with dazzling blood-red light.
He slashed horizontally with one hand, and a solid blood blade several meters long flew out of the sword, carrying a nauseating bloody smell, and slashed straight at the gaunt cultivator.
The gaunt monk was completely focused on controlling the throwing knife, determined to achieve victory in one strike.
But out of the corner of his eye, he was horrified to discover that his three companions, who had charged forward with him, were suddenly forced into a perilous situation by the three golden lines, and were completely tied down.
He was startled, and before he could react, a blood-red blade was already close to his face.
The gaunt cultivator had no time to change his move and could only forcefully activate his magic power to urgently recall the golden blade and desperately block the blood-red blade.
However, when the golden throwing knife collided with the blood blade, the knife only held its ground for half a breath before letting out a mournful cry and being directly cleaved away by the violent demonic energy attached to the blood blade!
"not good!"
The gaunt cultivator was terrified. He quickly flipped his fingers and frantically cast spells at the small crimson shield in front of him.
The small shield emitted a high-pitched buzzing sound, instantly expanding to a size of over ten feet, its surface churning with crimson flames, transforming into a blazing wall of fire that fiercely protected its entire body.
Fortunately, the two pseudo-core cultivators responsible for patrolling the perimeter reacted extremely quickly.
The moment the blood-stained blade forced back the gaunt cultivator, the two sensed something was wrong. Without needing to communicate, they threw several mid-level talismans from his side and behind almost simultaneously.
In an instant, several thick ice spikes and lightning snakes roared out and crashed into the blood blade that was still moving with undiminished momentum.
With a few muffled hissing sounds, the power of ice and lightning was mostly dissolved by the violent demonic energy the moment it came into contact with the blood blade, but it also weakened the power of the blood blade by three points.
"boom!"
The blood blade finally struck the crimson wall of fire squarely, unleashing a dazzling ripple of spiritual light.
If its power hadn't been repeatedly depleted by the golden flying knife and ice lightning talisman, this attack would probably have shattered the small shield.
Even so, the overwhelming force and domineering demonic energy still slammed into the gaunt cultivator through the wall of fire.
"puff!"
The gaunt cultivator felt as if his body had been struck by a heavy hammer, and his blood and qi surged violently within him. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He and his shield were thrown backward like a kite with a broken string, flying dozens of feet away. The spiritual light on the surface of the small red shield also dimmed considerably.
Seeing that the Blood Demon Sword still possessed such power despite being repeatedly thwarted, a hint of satisfaction flashed in Mu Chunfeng's eyes.
Instead of pressing his advantage, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the other three Core Formation cultivators who were being forced into a sorry state by the fire threads.
The next moment, under the cover of that top-grade magic artifact, Mu Chunfeng's face was still a blurry phantom, but his eyes were already surging with purple light, and his double pupils suddenly appeared!
With a thought, the power of space suddenly descended.
To outsiders, Mu Chunfeng simply turned her head and glanced at one of the cultivators. There were no hand seals, no incantations, and not even any fluctuations of spiritual energy.
However, the cultivator who was dodging and weaving and using his magic weapon to resist the fire suddenly froze, standing still in mid-air!
His eyes widened, filled with disbelief and terror.
Just a moment ago, he felt as if the void around him had instantly solidified into indestructible steel, trapping him firmly.
Not only was his physical body unable to move an inch, but even the magical power that was halfway circulating in his body was completely frozen due to the absolute stillness of this space, and he could no longer mobilize even a fraction of it!
Just as he was terrified, the golden thread of fire that had been waiting for its chance flashed by like a ghost and pierced through his brow without any hindrance.
With a soft "bang," the Yanglian Fire erupted instantly. The cultivator didn't even have time to scream before his body turned into a ball of crimson-gold fire.
After instantly killing one person, Mu Chunfeng remained indifferent and did not stop there.
His eyes shone with a brilliant purple light, his double pupils like the eyes of death, coldly sweeping over the other two Core Formation cultivators.
One of them had just witnessed his companion's bizarre and gruesome death and felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He immediately tried to escape with all his might.
However, the moment Mu Chunfeng's gaze fell upon him, the void around him suddenly froze.
The cultivator remained in a twisted, hand-gesturing posture, firmly "nailed" to mid-air. The next second, golden threads of fire flashed by, and the Yang Lotus Fire exploded, completely incinerating him into nothingness.
The last cultivator reacted extremely quickly. Seeing the situation was dire, he bit his tongue without hesitation, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence in an attempt to use the Blood Escape Technique to escape.
But just as the blood-red light appeared on his body, Mu Chunfeng's double pupils narrowed again.
"Snap!"
It sounded like the muffled sound of the void closing.
The space around the cultivator clamped shut, forcibly stopping the blood-escape light that had just condensed around him.
The blinding blood-red light still enveloped his body, but it couldn't even flicker, remaining frozen in place.
His eyes were filled with despair, and he couldn't even scream before the fire that followed pierced his skull, annihilating his soul.
From the moment the first cultivator was burned to death to the moment the last Blood Escape cultivator's soul was annihilated, only a few breaths had passed.
In mid-air, those bursts of crimson-gold flames hadn't even completely dissipated.