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Chapter 538 - 256: Do You Think This Strike Can Kill You?



Chapter 538 - 256: Do You Think This Strike Can Kill You?

The Sword Aura soared with the storm.

In an instant, it transformed into a majestic Thunder Flame Giant Dragon, lifelike and dozens of meters long.

Carrying the peak strike, infused with all of Fang Qingyu’s martial arts will and power, it descended.

Towards the immobile He Manhe in the air, unable to defend, it slashed violently.

And He Manhe, trapped by an invisible force like a lamb to slaughter...

Showed no trace of fear on her face.

Not even a struggle.

Only a supreme coldness.

Those poisonous snake-like eyes pierced through the raging, slashing Thunder Flame Giant Dragon, fixedly, staring at Fang Qingyu’s blurred figure below in the dark gold thunder flame orb.

Her red lips moved slightly; her voice wasn’t loud, yet carried a soul-piercing curse power, resonating clearly amidst the roar of the Sword Aura:

"Fang Qingyu..."

"Next time..."

"I will kill you!!!"

The moment her words fell!

"Ssshhh—!!!"

The majestic, violent Thunder Flame Giant Dragon accurately crashed into He Manhe’s midsection.

The dark gold thunderfire exploded instantly.

The violent thunder and world-burning tribulation fire intertwined viciously, completely consuming her wine-red figure in an instant.

However...

The anticipated gruesome scene of flesh flying and charred viscera did not appear.

No piercing screams.

No hot blood sprayed.

Only...

"Crack! Crack! Snap!"

A series of dense, clear sounds, like rotten wood being forcibly torn and broken apart!

The figure swallowed by the fierce thunderfire, like a burnt, internally decayed wooden puppet.

Under the destructive power of the Thunderfire Saber Aura, it shattered instantly.

The wine-red long skirt turned to ashes.

The "body" broke apart like burnt, withered branches.

Charred, wood-grain-textured fragments fell like shattered, inferior clay figurines from mid-air!

Finally falling onto the cold, hard ice surface, shattering into powder.

"Another fake?!"

The violent Thunder Flame Energy around Fang Qingyu retracted instantly.

The Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash returned to its sheath with a clang.

Standing there, molten gold vertical pupils staring intently at the rapidly dissipating thunderfire in the sky, and the pieces of wood fragments on the ground losing their last bit of vitality, becoming like ordinary charcoal.

His brows tightly furrowed into a ’川’ shape.

A strong sense of absurdity and cold chill quietly climbed up his spine.

To have a fake Martial Arts Apprentice, Martial Artist Level is one thing.

But even an Apostle Level is fake!??

What level of existence is the real body???

Just as Fang Qingyu’s mind was racing.

"Roar Oooh—!!!!"

A roar of utmost fury, as if it would tear apart the entire ice world, exploded like doomsday thunder!

It’s Xiangliu.

Fang Qingyu quickly looked up.

"Jiu!!!"

Nine massive snake heads whipped around violently, emitting a deafening roar in a thick, strange accent:

"I even hid in this godforsaken Extreme North Ice Cave!!!"

"Why?! Why must you still cling to me?!!"

"Must you utterly destroy me?!!"

The sound wave hit like a tangible shockwave, swept with rancid wind and blood rain, and millennium-old resentment, furiously pounding against the walls of the ice cave, causing massive blocks of ice to fall and crash to the ground.

Facing this cataclysmic ferocity and overwhelming interrogation.

Suspended in the eye of the chaotic storm, as tiny as dust, Jiu...

On her face pale and bloodless, remained expressionless.

Even her eyes showed no fluctuation.

As if those nine mountain-like, poison fire and ice-breathing snake heads, and the roar enough to shake the mind of Tier Three powerhouses, were just a breeze passing by.

She merely tilted her head slightly, as if confirming something.

Then, with a tone so calm it was infuriating, she responded clearly to Xiangliu’s query:

"Yes."

"I forced you."

She paused, seemingly contemplating her words, as if stating a plain fact.

Then, with those black and white, abyss-like eyes, she met Xiangliu’s nine pairs of infernal, crimson snake pupils calmly:

"And what can you do?"

These five words.

Carrying a peace that disregards everything.

Carrying an indifference that crushes all things.

Struck deep into Xiangliu’s rage and malice-built violent will.

"Roar woooh—!!!!!!"

Xiangliu went completely mad!

The nine massive snake heads suddenly bent back like drawn bows.

Scarlet snake pupils were instantly filled with furious blood color.

It was a form of ultimate madness after being completely trampled on dignity, forced to the brink.

"It’s you who forced me!!"

"Then... let’s die together!!!"

Xiangliu’s massive, mountain-like body, exploded with terrifying energy fluctuations.

Nine snake heads simultaneously opened abyssal maws!

Nine completely different, yet terrorizing origin powers gathered and compressed within its nine heads.

The entire underground space’s energy was madly absorbed.

Forming a giant energy vortex, spinning wildly centered on Xiangliu.

The ice walls were dissolving, collapsing.

The ground was cracking open!

This was Xiangliu·Descent Dharma Body driven to desperation.

A reckless ultimate strike.

It intended to use this cataclysmic force to pull this damned "Jiu", along with all obstructive presences in this space, into an infernal grave.

But just as these nine cataclysmic origin forces were about to erupt at that critical juncture.

"Noisy."

Jiu’s calm voice sounded again.

This time, with an extremely subtle trace of impatience?


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