boyutpedia Chapter 674 Fireworks are only beautiful for a fleeting moment
Chapter 674 Fireworks are only beautiful for a fleeting moment
Chapter 674 Fireworks are only beautiful for a fleeting moment
"Today will be the day Star Luo City falls!"
With a flick of his wrist, Ming Lei Douluo unleashed his longsword, and viscous black lightning instantly adhered to it, transforming it into a giant lightning sword.
"Is that so? Do you think all my men are dead?" Ye Nanxiao conjured the Emperor Sword, amplified by the Star Crown, and met the Nether Thunder Douluo.
Tianwu Douluo and Masked Douluo exchanged a glance. The latter immediately sat down on the ground, focusing on controlling the several evil soul masters who had turned into insect people, while the former drew a protective circle for them.
The mutated insectoid unleashed a powerful aura, blasting away more than ten eunuchs. Their spines twisted strangely, and streaks of eerie green light shone on their spines, creating a horrifying scene.
"Wow, I didn't expect to see mutants here. How could I, from a fantasy film crew, accidentally wander into a disaster zombie movie?" Ye Nanxiao reached out and touched the petal on his forehead, and a crystal-clear blue light immediately flowed through his body.
"You've got a tough tongue, haven't you?" Nether Thunder Douluo sneered, his body erupting with a net of lightning as he slashed at Ye Nanxiao with his Nether Thunder Sword.
"A coward who doesn't even dare to show his spirit rings, is he afraid?"
Ye Nanxiao never revealed his spirit rings, which puzzled the Nether Thunder Douluo. In addition, the soaring sword intent emanating from Ye Nanxiao made it difficult for him to see through Ye Nanxiao's strength, and the Nether Thunder Sword in his hand also lost some of its usual imposing aura.
Ye Nanxiao had no idea that he had inadvertently aroused the suspicion and apprehension of the Nether Thunder Douluo. The Emperor Sword in his hand unleashed thousands of sword intents, and every sticky bolt of lightning that struck him was frozen and cracked by the fierce sword intents.
Seeing that his sword intent was suppressed, Ming Lei Douluo immediately unleashed his full power as a Super Douluo. Black lightning formed a ferocious black snake, its long jaws snapping at Ye Nanxiao.
Facing the black snake that was as tall as a three-story building, Ye Nanxiao did not hesitate to activate the remaining power of the Frozen Flower on his clone.
A giant ice cone surrounded Ye Nanxiao, hurtling towards the black lightning serpent like a bullet with howling cold air.
"Naive brat!" Dark Thunder Douluo sneered.
The black snake swallowed Ye Nanxiao whole and coiled up like a real giant snake digesting him.
"Your Majesty!" Eunuch Zhao turned to look at Xu Jiawei.
Xu Jiawei shook his head slightly. "I believe in this lad!"
"Very good, let's eliminate one first!" Nether Thunder Douluo revealed a cruel smile to Xu Jiawei.
However, the explosion that Ming Lei Douluo had envisioned did not occur.
"Snap!"
A crisp sound suddenly rang out, exceptionally clear amidst the chaotic battlefield.
The enormous black snake transformed into a massive ice sculpture at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then a sword light shot into the sky from the snake's belly.
"Luckily, this snake doesn't have bad breath!" Ye Nanxiao kicked open the ice snake's belly and stared intently at Ming Lei Douluo.
Ming Lei Douluo was surprised that his skills were frozen. When he met Ye Nanxiao's gaze, the pair of scarlet fox eyes that seemed to be flowing with blood made him shiver.
"This kid actually possesses such a powerful killing intent! Could it be that this kid grew up immersed in mountains of corpses and seas of blood?!" Ming Lei Douluo felt a surge of anger in his heart. He, a dignified Super Douluo, was actually frightened by a junior!
What a disgrace!
Ye Nanxiao didn't care about Ming Lei Douluo's inner thoughts at this moment. The phantom of the Frozen Flower appeared behind him, ice flowers swirled in his eyes, and the power of the Frozen Flower merged into the Emperor Sword in his hand.
The Emperor Sword slowly contracted and deformed, its blade shortening by one-third, and its hilt shrinking to fit snugly against the blade.
The flower petals on Ye Nanxiao's forehead dimmed instantly, leaving only a faint starlight. He raised the Emperor Sword in his hand, gently pressed it against his face, aimed it at the Nether Thunder Douluo who was swinging his sword, and whispered to himself, "Emperor Sword! Flying Flower Fairy!"
The Emperor Sword instantly transformed into a blur, shooting towards Nether Thunder Douluo.
Sensing the terrifying, unknown power emanating from the Emperor Sword, Nether Thunder Douluo's heart pounded and his hair stood on end. His instincts as a Title Douluo told him that if he took this sword head-on, he would die!
"What kind of power is this?!"
As he watched the flying sword that sent up snowflakes, the seventh, eighth, and ninth soul rings on the body of the Nether Thunder Douluo flashed one after another. The Nether Thunder Sword in his hand transformed into a huge lightning sword, surrounding him. Black lightning conjured up ghostly skulls and ferocious lightning beasts, which pounced on Ye Nanxiao.
Faced with a Super Douluo's furious attack, Ye Nanxiao did not dodge, but instead focused his spirit into the flying flower sword strike.
As if she had pierced through time and space, Fei Huaxian appeared instantly in front of hundreds of ghost-faced skeletons and ferocious thunder beasts.
The exquisite palace brick avenue was torn apart by the powerful impact, and thick spatial cracks appeared in the space along the way. Fei Hua Xian and Ming Lei Douluo's two soul skills collided fiercely.
The ghostly skull and the ferocious thunder beast vanished as quickly as they touched the miniature Emperor Sword, like melting snow.
Xu Jiawei, who had been watching the battle, widened his eyes slightly. In his view, the power of the Nether Thunder Douluo dissipated rapidly as if it had encountered its natural enemy. Could it be that Ye Nanxiao had a special power to deal with evil soul masters?
Ming Lei Douluo's eyes widened, his pupils dilated violently, and the scene before him was unbelievable.
He was, after all, a genuine Super Douluo, someone who had cultivated his power through hard work, not the kind of person who relied on drugs to build up his cultivation. Yet, his two most powerful soul skills shattered with a single touch, more fragile than glass.
"Have I encountered a Limit Douluo?!"
The thought flashed through Ming Lei Douluo's mind, but time did not allow him to continue thinking about it, as Fei Huaxian had already struck him.
The massive Nether Thunder Sword slashed down, its dark blade, crackling with black lightning, colliding heavily with the crystalline tip of the Emperor Sword, unleashing a massive shockwave visible to the naked eye.
"What kind of power is this?!" The veins on the forehead of the Nether Thunder Douluo bulged and his eyes were bloodshot. He felt an extraordinary power on this ice sword, and it was this power that completely suppressed his soul power.
Ye Nanxiao's limbs gradually revealed the original color of ice, and the ice flower on his forehead quickly dimmed and then disappeared.
He staked all the power of the Frozen Flower on that one sword strike to become an immortal!
"Crack!" The Nether Thunder Sword emitted a piercing, teeth-grinding sound.
As soon as Ming Lei Douluo felt a surge of heat rushing through his chest and lungs, he realized he had suffered internal injuries. He immediately decided not to fight this power head-on. He noticed that Ye Nanxiao was trying his best to control the ice sword, which meant that the ice sword was not a locked soul skill!
It can be avoided!
The Nether Thunder Douluo's lips curled into a smirk, and the Nether Thunder Sword Martial Soul True Body, which he was controlling, suddenly tilted, causing the ice sword to slash past.
"You've been too careless, kid!"
Ye Nanxiao smiled coldly. He deliberately showed that he was struggling to control the ice sword, just to make Ming Lei Douluo make the wrong judgment.
He couldn't fight for long while in his clone, so he had to finish the fight quickly and use the remaining energy of the Frozen Flower on Little Leaf No. 1 to deliver a heavy blow. But how could he maximize the benefits of this heavy blow?
"ah!!"
A cry of pain echoed across the battlefield.
Ming Lei Douluo's expression suddenly changed. He was currently on the battlefield, fighting back-to-back with Tian Wu Douluo and Masked Douluo!
He dodged it, and the ice sword naturally flew behind him.
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"Centipede! Mask!" Nether Thunder Douluo quickly turned his head and saw a dazzling ice flower blooming in the sky, and the ice flower was blooming from the body of Centipede Douluo.
Xu Jiawei stared blankly at the huge ice flower in front of him, and suddenly recalled Ye Nanxiao's words about "fireworks" in his mind.
Although Eunuch Zhao was also shocked by the scene before him, his will had long been branded by the royal family. "Boys! Seize this opportunity! The time has come to serve His Majesty!"
The eunuchs were awakened by Eunuch Zhao's roar and resumed their fierce battle with the evil spirit master in front of them.
The Heavenly Centipede Douluo suffered a severe injury, and the Masked Douluo was also grazed by the ice flower. Their control over the insectoids suddenly loosened, causing the insectoids to lose their ability to recognize commands and fight in a chaotic manner, each following their instincts, unable to distinguish friend from foe.
Without the insectoids drawing fire and providing support, the evil soul masters were quickly routed by the well-trained eunuchs, not to mention the constant attacks from numerous soul-guided devices in the air.
"You! How dare you ruin my Holy Cult's grand plan!" The Nether Thunder Douluo launched a frenzied attack on Ye Nanxiao.
After losing the power of the Frozen Flower, Ye Nanxiao's combat strength was now equivalent to that of a peak Soul Saint, making him completely unable to withstand the attack of the Nether Thunder Douluo.
"Nanxiao!" Xu Jiawei hurriedly ordered several eunuchs to go to Ye Nanxiao's rescue, but the latter waved them away.
Ye Nanxiao pulled out a large number of bombs from the armory in his storage ring, including several fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells. This action made Ming Lei Douluo instantly wary.
Ye Nanxiao's body was now covered in cracks, his limbs were broken, and his left hand was missing. There was no strength left to condense and grow back. His only remaining right hand held several fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells, and his eyes were full of provocation as he looked at Ming Lei Douluo, "Come on! Keep cutting me!"
"Madman!" Nether Thunder Douluo knocked Ye Nanxiao back with a palm strike, then slashed away dozens of eunuchs with a sword strike, and flew to Heavenly Centipede Douluo's side to check on the latter's injuries.
When the insectoids were in disarray, he guessed that Tianwu Douluo was seriously injured, but the scene before him still surprised him greatly.
The chest of the Heavenly Centipede Douluo was covered with a tangled network of ice-like plant roots, and a beating heart could be vaguely seen within them.
"Our plan has failed. The appearance of a large number of eunuchs means that the people in the back garden have failed. We must retreat!" Masked Douluo clutched his left chest, looking at Xu Jiawei with hatred.
Their originally well-prepared plan suddenly encountered an unexpected problem, which triggered a chain reaction and caused the plan to collapse completely!
"Let's retreat. We've been fighting for so long and the rear of the palace hasn't become chaotic, which means we've failed. If we wait for the guardians of the back garden to arrive, we won't be able to leave!" said the Thunder God Douluo with a look of reluctance.
The plan failed, and one of their three Venerables was seriously injured. In addition, this was the Star Luo Imperial Palace, Xu Jiawei's stronghold. If the fighting continued, and the Gathering Star Hall and the Offering Hall finished clearing out the invading evil soul masters and were able to free up their forces, they would be the ones in trouble.
Ming Lei Douluo took out a bone whistle, put it in his mouth, and emitted a sharp cry. Upon hearing this, the group of evil soul masters immediately disengaged from the battle and fled on the ground.
"Xu Jiawei! This isn't a win for you!" The Masked Douluo smiled cruelly, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood onto the insectoids.
The insectoids that came into contact with Masked Douluo's blood went berserk, ignoring all pain, and pounced on Xu Jiawei.
Eunuch Zhao's expression changed drastically. "Oh no! These beasts are trying to self-destruct! Protect His Majesty!"
Having provided a significant boost, Xu Jiawei was now at his limit and could only hastily produce a large number of soul-guided shields.
The eunuchs threw themselves at the insect people, sacrificing their lives in an attempt to hold them back.
Ye Nanxiao glanced at Xu Jiawei, then ejected his storage ring, carrying several fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells as he jumped into the swarm of insects. "Get out of the way!"
"Withdraw!" shouted Eunuch Zhao. He had already seen through Ye Nanxiao's plan and quickly pulled the eunuchs who were rushing forward back.
The remaining defensive rapid-fire cannons on the field suddenly received an order, and the cannons were aimed at Ye Nanxiao, who had fallen into the horde of insectoids, and the cannon fire instantly turned.
A bright, fiery mushroom shot into the sky.
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