novelraw Chapter 699 - 382: The Demon Blade Is Terrifying, but My Mo Sect Will Act for Heaven!
Chapter 699 - 382: The Demon Blade Is Terrifying, but My Mo Sect Will Act for Heaven!
The crossbow bolts on the Black Tower were as black as they were thick, shooting down with fierce and intense power.
Brother Murong, however, was completely unafraid, their Blood Shadow Mad Blade shifting into a blurred image in their hands.
"Spring Equinox!"
"Jingzhe!"
"Silk Rain!"
Faced with the terrifying crossbow bolts, Brother Murong executed the starting moves of the Twelve Layers of Spring Rain.
In the eyes of the onlookers, they saw the sword light suddenly appear like the sudden arrival of the Spring Equinox, slicing the first oncoming crossbow bolt in half.
The blade precision cut the incoming bolt down the middle, and the split crossbow bolt whistled to the side, piercing a nearby wall and a column.
Immediately afterward came a wide and open Jingzhe, carrying a rippling blade wind that deflected the bolts.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several terrifying explosions sounded, as the deflected bolts pierced into the ground, causing the stone-paved road to be punctuated with black holes.
The exploding fragments of the bolts were equally dangerously lethal, transforming the walls along the way into a pockmarked surface.
At this time, Brother Murong’s blade wind shifted again, now like a lingering Spring Rain, dissolving these fragments.
Duan Yun kicked out with Flirtatious Toe Strength, allowing the crossbow bolts to quiver in the air as he kicked them aside, while his gaze remained on Brother Murong, who was taking the lead.
This was because more crossbow bolts were on the way.
Now was the real test for Brother Murong.
Because the starting moves of the Twelve Layers of Spring Rain only had these three forms before the rotation started.
Just when Duan Yun thought Brother Murong would switch up their moves, Brother Murong’s body suddenly thrust forward, shouting, "Summer Rain! Winter Snow! Hailstorm!"
Indeed, with fighting spirit at its peak, Brother Murong unexpectedly had a stroke of genius and began creating a sword technique.
He wasn’t Duan Yun, unable to enhance Spring Rain Blade Power in all sorts of outrageous ways, but starting sword techniques like these were no problem for him!
After all, he was the foremost among the Jade Pearl Heroes, a once-in-a-thousand-years prodigy in the Sword Dao!
In an instant, the Blood Shadow Mad Blade created a flurry of blade shadows.
The sword light, like blood, appeared to those watching as though Green Blade Old Demon was amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, the redness hurting their eyes.
But if you looked closely at his movements, you would see that as he dodged the crossbow bolt bombardment, his back end wiggled back and forth, and with the swirling of his blade, it seemed he was performing a dance.
With Brother Murong leading, his sword swung with gusto, and his behind wriggled enthusiastically.
Yet these Mo Sect big crossbows were truly extraordinary; even if the crossbow bolts didn’t hit them, the scattering fragments still had significant lethality.
The crucial issue was that the Mo Sect’s big crossbows fired without pause, seemingly endless.
The people outside couldn’t see inside the Black Tower, where oxen and donkey teams were madly operating the mechanisms.
And the mechanism mouths continually spat out scorching crossbow bolts, even loading the crossbows automatically.
This was all money!
Every crossbow bolt was worth dozens of pieces of silver.
Now, as the bolts roared continuously in shooting, it was as if money was being thrown away.
Money can reach the divine; wealth is power!
The Mo Sect intended to bombard these adventurers to death with money!
Rumble! Rumble!
More crossbow bolts were shooting faster, some of the big crossbows turning red and emitting smoke from the heat.
At this time, Ning Qing also joined the fray.
With the activation of her Dream Emission Skills, the hand technique of Mingyu Palace unfolded.
This hand technique was like rolling waves, one higher than the last, assisting Brother Murong in scattering the bolts.
Brother Murong raised his head and said, "It’s about time!"
"Come on!"
"My wings!"
Hearing Brother Murong’s words, Ning Qing, slightly annoyed, palm struck a bolt flying away, coming to stand behind Brother Murong, placing a palm on his back.
In fact, this was just a very common power transfer, as Mingyu Palace’s hand technique providing assistance was always easy.
But Brother Murong just wanted to emulate Old Demon Duan.
What Old Demon Duan could do, he wanted to do!
What Old Demon Duan had, he wanted to have too!
Though he had only Ning Qing, it was still a wing!
Don’t underestimate a bean bun as if it were just plain dry food!
Confronted with Brother Murong’s clumsy imitation behavior, Duan Yun and Feng Ling’er shook their heads in sighs.
Feng Ling’er couldn’t help but scoff, "With his clumsy act, he’s putting on wings now."
As Ning Qing’s power suddenly entered Brother Murong’s body, Brother Murong felt the strength.
This is love!
The power of pure love!
"A Night Listening to Spring Rain!"
The Blood Shadow Mad Blade drew across horizontally in front of him, sweeping sideways!
The blood-colored blade emitted a pristine white glow.
Blade light as the moon!
Blade light as the moon initially wasn’t very noticeable, even slightly dim, like moonlight obscured by clouds.
But as it broke through the air, meeting the first crossbow bolt, that massive and powerful crossbow bolt was instantly cut, shattered into pieces.
Following that, the blade light not only remained undimmed, but suddenly brightened considerably, even issuing a clear, bright whistle.
A single blade light flew through the air, becoming ever brighter and brighter.
Initially, it was like a crescent moon, yet by the time it reached the sixth floor of the Black Tower, it shone like a full moon.
Crescent Moon Saber!
With a resounding boom!
The crescent moon-like blade light effortlessly tore through the Black Tower’s solid bricks, instantly shredding the crossbow bolts within the six layers.
Half the archers didn’t dodge in time, instantly sliced into halves, their spraying blood painting the Black Tower a deep red.
The watching Jianghu people couldn’t help but exclaim.
"Is this the Green Saber? Truly powerful!"
"Being cut by such a blade, it’s probably enjoyable even in death!"
"Honestly, it’s so thrilling I almost wet myself!"
As he spoke, that person really trembled with thrill, unbuckling and relieving himself!
"Green Saber Young Hero, truly powerful!"
This bloodthirsty spectator, urinating skyward, shouted loudly.
He had traveled from afar, unaffected by Mo Sect’s dominance, so his view was rather objective.