Sensing something from the other's expressions, the red-haired man's sword trembled, radiating countless rays of light as he charged straight at Long Chen.
That sword actually covered the entire Dragonblood Legion, and he single-handedly tried to confront the entire Dragonblood Legion.
"With you, you're not even worthy of fighting Long Chen."
Tang Wan'er snorted coldly, forming hand seals with both hands. Heaven and earth roared, endless wind blades erupted, and at the same time, a transparent wind blade shot out, triggering all the wind blades to slash toward the red-haired man.
"Get lost!"
The red-haired man shouted, his serrated longsword erupting, slashing down at Tang Wan'er's wind blade.
With a thunderous explosion, the wind blades burst forth like a waterfall, scattering across the sky. A wind blade whistled backward. Tang Wan'er spun her jade-like hand to catch the wind blade and dispel the force attached to it.
The red-haired man sliced the small wind blade away with a single sword strike, and he himself staggered from the force of the wind blade.
He never imagined that a small wind blade could possess such terrifying power.
"Bastard!"
The red-haired man roared. As soon as he made his move, Tang Wan'er's sharp edge was casually crushed by a single blow. The feeling of humiliation nearly made him cough up blood.
He was the Holy Son of the Blood Clan, the supreme member of the royal family. He had just accidentally discovered a great battle breaking out in the Yin-Yang Realm at the end of the passage. Feeling impatient, he wanted to join the fight.
He thought that upon arrival, he could rule the world and crush everything, but unexpectedly, upon arriving here, he was utterly beaten to a pulp.
"Rumble rumble... The
red-haired man suddenly sprouted a pair of blood-red wings on his back. His brow split open, blood oozing out, like a small snake, spreading from his forehead to both sides, drawing strange runes.
As soon as the rune appeared, the red-haired man's aura was like hot oil ignited by a raging fire, burning wildly and causing heaven and earth to roar. The overwhelming pressure changed the color of the wind and clouds.
Seeing the red-haired man's ferocious expression, Tang Wan'er was startled. It was as if she had been locked onto by a venomous snake, her whole body icy cold.
"Death."
The serrated longsword in the red-haired man's hand was also covered in blood-red patterns. With one strike, it pierced the sky. The dazzling sword light made the stars tremble. With one slash, the force of a tidal wave poured forth, slashing straight at Tang Wan'er.
Tang Wan'er's figure retreated violently, the phenomenon behind her trembling. Within the vision, endless wind blades pierced through the sea like a huge hole, forming a torrent of ten thousand miles, which shot out under the guidance of a wind blade.
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot—overestimating oneself."
Seeing that Tang Wan'er still dared to resist, the red-haired man sneered and uttered a famous human saying, his face full of mockery.
"Clang!"
"Boom!"
The long sword slashed down, and Tang Wan'er's wind blade shattered once more. But just before the two forces could collide, a zither sound rang out, and the red-haired man's long sword clearly paused.
After the sword strike, Tang Wan'er was sent flying far away, grabbing the wind blade that had returned, her pretty face a bit pale.
The red-haired man's face turned extremely grim. He suddenly looked up at the void, where the Qin Fairy sat cross-legged above, with a seven-stringed sea-calming zither placed before her lap. Her black hair fluttered, serene and ethereal, like a banished immortal descending to earth.
The red-haired man's sword strike was affected by the sound of the zither, and part of the Blood Sun power behind him was severed out of thin air, resulting in the strike only exerting half its strength.
"Wretch, go to hell."
He encountered someone unaffected by his red light domain. The red-haired man was about to go mad and immediately abandoned Tang Wan'er to attack Ziyan.
Ziyan looked at the red-haired man with a ferocious face and shook her head, saying, "Your liver fire is too strong; you need to calm down and cool down." "
I'll ... your head!"
The red-haired man roared, but halfway through his shout, he sensed something was wrong, because the sky was starting to turn cold and snowflakes were falling.
The world fell silent, growing colder and colder. His red light barrier began to spiral out of control and became unstable.
The red-haired man stopped and turned to look, only to see Ye Zhiqiu, dressed in white and white dress, like a goddess of ice and snow descended to the mortal world, surrounded by swirling snowflakes and falling petals, making the blood-red world seem to be filled with white snow.
Ye Zhiqiu raised the Ice Divine Sword high, frost hanging from it, and with a single strike, slashed down.
From the void, a thin thread rapidly fell. The thread sliced through the void, bubbles appearing in the void, and space itself was frozen.
The red-haired man was shocked. Ye Zhiqiu's sword strike was actually quite similar to Yue Zifeng's previous strike.
The red-haired man's entire body was covered in runes, his longsword swung, and the previously nearly frozen domain of red light surged once again.
"Boom!"
The blood-red light collided with the snowy white, turning the world into a red-and-white realm. Ye Zhiqiu groaned softly and staggered back ten steps before steadying himself.
The red-haired man was covered in frost, his hair and eyebrows covered in snow-white hair, resembling a snowman. He opened his mouth wide and exhaled a mouthful of white mist, which instantly turned into shards of ice and fell to the ground.
"Attack together, kill him!"
"Rumble rumble... Liu
Ruyan's towering willow shoots out endless willow branches, charging at the red-haired man, while Chu Yao's wooden spikes follow suit.
"Blood Light Devour."
The red-haired man shouted angrily, and the blood sun behind him suddenly grew larger.
"Puff puff puff... The
thorns and willow branches summoned by Liu Ruyan and Chu Yao shattered into dust, smashing like dry wood, unable to withstand a single blow. Liu Ruyan and Chu Yao were stunned.
"His domain leans toward death and decay. If your attacks are spread out, his domain will counter you." Long Chen shouted loudly.
"I see."
Liu Ruyan and Chu Yao immediately understood. Suddenly, Liu Ruyan put away her true form and wielded a long whip. The whip trembled like a dragon's tail, lashing straight toward the red-haired man's face.
"Bang!"
The red-haired man's jagged longsword trembled, slashing at the whip. The whip was cut and bounced away, but not cut.
Just as Long Chen said, when Liu Ruyan's wood power was gathered, even if it was suppressed, the effect would be greatly reduced.
"Bang!"
Beneath the earth, a wooden dragon roared out. Chu Yao also made her move, focusing all her strength on the dragon and launching an attack on the red-haired man.
"Sss!"
An arrow shot past, and at the same time, a water dragon tore through the air. Zi Yan, Ye Zhiqiu, Tang Wan'er, Liu Ruyan, Nangong Zuiyue, and Beitang Rushuang all struck at once, each attacking fiercely, massive and fierceStrength suppressed the void, the red-haired man dodged left and right, counterattacking back and forth.
"Clang, clang clang... Ziyan
sat cross-legged in midair, her jade hand trembling. The music of the zither resounded like flowing water through mountains and water, echoing through the heavens, yet not harsh. Though it was a bloody battle, it could lead people into a world like a paradise on earth.
As Ziyan's zither music trembled, every note was produced in coordination with everyone's attacks, as if she knew exactly what they were doing. The rhythm fluctuated between fast and slow, but there was not the slightest sign of chaos.
Chu Yao and the others' attacks coordinated with the music, their spiritual energy circulating within their bodies, the power of the Heavenly Dao flowing like flowing clouds and water, effortlessly skilled. When mind was focused on the Dao, intention followed the technique, the techniques that used to be difficult now operated with ease and ease.
With Ziyan's zither music assisting, everyone's combat power had greatly increased. Even some previously sluggish moves could be easily executed, pleasantly delighting them.
Chu Yao and the others were delighted, but the red-haired man was about to cough up blood. The music sounded like celestial music to Chu Yao and the others, but to him, it was a deadly demonic sound.
Every time the zither trembled, his mind would tremble; under its influence, his attacks would weaken and his mind would fail to concentrate.
Even though he shut off his six senses, neither looking nor listening, it was still useless. The music seemed to resonate deep within his soul, impossible to shut off.
The most terrifying part was that after a series of attacks, he found that his attacks were starting to match Ziyan's rhythm, and everything was about to be controlled by her.
He deliberately moved faster and sometimes slowly, sometimes his moves were chaotic and invisible, yet he still couldn't break free from Ziyan's rhythm.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a dagger appeared behind the red-haired man. The red-haired man seemed on guard the whole time, slashing his sword backward.
"Clang"
The longsword struck the dagger, sending it flying backward. The red-haired man's face changed dramatically, sensing something was wrong.
"Pfft!"
A snow-white jade hand appeared in front of the man's neck. No one could be seen, only a pair of jade-like hands that covered frost and snow. The red-haired man quickly retreated, but his five fingers still gripped his neck, leaving five deep bloody grooves.
Those jade hands looked beautiful and enchanting, but they were deadly. If the red-haired man had reacted even slower, this hand would have pierced his neck.
The one who struck was Dongming Jade, but she seemed to hide in the void, like a messenger of life, ready to harvest lives at any moment.
"Whoosh!"
The strike missed, and Dongming Jade vanished. Along with her vanished was that dagger, the void without a trace, as if she had never appeared.
"Tianhuang Absolute Kill, truly terrifying. Xiao Yu is getting more and more terrifying these days."
Seeing this scene, Long Chen couldn't help but marvel at what Leng Yueyan wanted to see — it was truly impressive.
You have to know, that was the red-haired man's domain, and Xiaoyu could launch an assassination within someone else's domain—this was just too perverse.
It seemed he would have to be more careful from now on. Long Chen had absolute confidence in his thunder and fire domains, but seeing Xiaoyu intervene, he felt he needed to be more cautious in the future, lest he encounter someone as terrifying as Xiaoyu and end up losing his seat.
The red-haired man was scratched, but although he quickly recovered, his face was extremely grim. The pressure from Dongmingyu was immense. In his own domain, he couldn't find Dongmingyu. While fighting fiercely with everyone, he had to constantly guard against Dongmingyu's assassination.
The red-haired man's anger surged, the blood sun behind him trembled, and the spatial passage on the altar roared, as if the blood sun was gathering some kind of power within the passage to bless him.
For a moment, the zither's music was melodious, snow and ice danced, wind blades filled the sky, and wooden dragons roared. Though it was a chaotic battle, it gave a pleasing visual experience.
Especially Zi Yan, Chu Yao, Tang Wan'er, Ye Zhiqiu, Liu Ruyan, and others—their robes fluttered, their attacks like goddesses picking flowers, retreating like banished immortals dancing. The audience felt their hearts sway—the scene was stunning.
"What a fairy-like exorcism painting." Long Chen watched but said without a word, "That red-haired guy, I think you're not taking your own life yet, which is a bit ungrateful." "