novelraw Chapter 287 - 184: Blade and Sword Madness, Rivers of Blood! (Part 2)
Chapter 287 - 184: Blade and Sword Madness, Rivers of Blood! (Part 2)
Faced with a true fierce tiger, all that remains is to extend the neck for slaughter!
"Hold him off, we still have over twenty people, no matter how strong he is, he’s just one person. He can’t kill all of us with one sword!"
Someone roared furiously. Over twenty blades and swords hacked simultaneously toward the flaming tornado created by the merging of a wild wind and fierce fire, attempting to contend against Su Mu.
But as the fiery flood dragon from the blank talisman roared towards them, they realized it was all in vain, just like a mantis trying to stop a cart.
When Su Mu used this move for the first time at Qi Peak Mountain Range, he was able to contend with two of the Four Guardians of Black Mountain. Now, Su Mu was much stronger than back at the Qi Peak Mountain Range.
This terrifying flaming tornado, unleashed with the blades and swords, wasn’t something they could withstand!
"Crack, crack, crack!"
Amongst the roars of the fiery flood dragon, everything crumbled like decayed wood.
Before the blades could even truly touch the flaming tornado, they showed signs of breaking under the burden. As the fiery flood dragon passed, they snapped and shattered in an instant.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, the burnt scent of seared flesh permeated the air.
On the scene, members of the Changping Sect, appearing like mad demons, were reduced to mangled flesh and were swallowed by the flaming tornado amidst their wails. Flesh and bones were first finely sliced by the blades and swords, then burned to charcoal by the fire, disappearing from this world.
This scene was too shocking. After the blades and swords were unleashed, there wasn’t a single person standing within a unit of Su Mu’s vicinity, nor was there a single survivor!
"Gulp-------"
At this moment, even members of the Changping Daoist Sect who had lost nearly all reason after consuming semi-finished human pills were trembling all over, a sliver of clarity flickering in their blood-red eyes.
Having witnessed this extremely vicious strike from Su Mu, even these Changping Sect members who were used to life and death felt a chill in their hearts, and an emotion called fear spread instantly among the few who survived.
While the surviving members of the Changping Daoist Sect dared not advance further, Su Mu’s imposing aura was rising.
Those three Seventh-Grade Muscle-Enhancing Martial Artists finally finished digesting the effects of the human pill, each exuding the powerful aura of a Sixth-Grade Martial Artist.
"Don’t hold back!"
The three exchanged a glance and immediately roared as they lunged toward Su Mu from three directions.
One gray-robed follower held a Fine Iron Whistle Stick, stepped forward, shattered several blue bricks with his footing, then leaped into the air, swinging the stick with an unstoppable momentum meant to shatter a mountain.
Seven Kill Staff Technique: Mountain Opening Form!
The long staff swept with flames, drawing in the fire spiritual qi scattered between heaven and earth, issuing a fiery howl.
Su Mu casually tossed the blade and sword from his hand to the ground; ordinary weapons couldn’t withstand the display of the flaming tornado, and the blade and sword he had temporarily seized were destroyed in that strike.
Facing the desperate strike of a man empowered by the human pill, rivaling a Sixth-Grade Martial Artist’s strength, Su Mu’s expression did not change.
In the stunned gaze of a few, Su Mu clenched his five fingers into a fist, intending to clash against the staff with his flesh and blood body.
Buzz!
The fist whirled with purple electricity, Su Mu’s black hair flutters wildly, streamlines of purple electricity converging before the fist, coalescing into a purple electric flood dragon, then launched forth.
Thunder Shock Fist: Thunder Jiao Drill!
Roar!
The Thunder Jiao spun with purple electricity, claws brandished, breaking through the air.
"Die, die, die!"
Feeling the terrifying power of Su Mu’s punch, the worry in the heart of the Muscle-Enhancing Martial Artist holding the long staff reached its zenith. Gritting his teeth fiercely, he roared. Inside him, every meridian was swollen by the rampaging attribute power, veins bulging along his arms and face.
On one side was the refined iron long staff, on the other a mere flesh-and-blood fist. Yet their collision resulted in crushing pressure.
But it wasn’t the flesh-and-blood that was crushed; it was the Sixth-Grade Martial Artist wielding the refined iron long staff.
Su Mu’s physical body far exceeded a Muscle-Enhancing Martial Artist, even surpassing a Sixth-Grade Martial Artist, alongside his overwhelming unreasonable, twenty strands of combined Attribute Power forged into Fourth Grade Pill Force.
A complete suppression from flesh, power, and martial arts.
The might of this punch was beyond what this Changping Daoist follower, temporarily elevated to Sixth-Grade by external means, could withstand.
"Boom!"
The terrifying explosive sound echoed. The long staff was torn to shreds by the Thunder Jiao, its segment collapsed, while the Thunder Jiao continued its furious advance, pouncing on the staff-wielding warrior. Amidst the thunderous noise, this Muscle-Enhancing Martial Artist, having just experienced a few moments of Sixth-Grade power after consuming the human pill, didn’t even have time to let out a scream before dying on the spot.
"What exactly happened inside?"
Yan Xiaolan, outside the manor, listened to the commotion within, an indescribable shock on her face. Ever since Elder Lin entered the manor, the intense scent of blood kept wafting out.
The wails, the cracking of weapons, the shattering of bones within the manor resounded in succession, and that explosive sound earlier was particularly startling, akin to thunder on a clear day.
Even Yan Xiaolan, who had requested Su Mu’s help, felt a sense of dread, an image of a humanoid demon wreaking havoc popping inexplicably in her mind as she couldn’t imagine the extent of the bloody massacre taking place in the manor.
So was Yan Xiaolan, and those still surviving inside the manor were even more terrified, Divine Soul trembling, liver and gall about to burst.
"Spears, swords, fists, and that Protective Golden Bell... damn, who exactly is this monster? Even with over twenty people taking the human pill, and three Hall Masters whose power after consuming the pill was comparable to Sixth-Grade, why couldn’t we withstand a single round against him?!"
Those few surviving members of the Changping Daoist Sect were thoroughly terrified. Su Mu wielded knives, spears, swords, and fists as if at will, every strike terrifyingly lethal. They had never seen such a fearsome monster.