nucmednet Chapter 253 Dress Up
Chapter 253 Dress Up
The sudden explosion caused Kong Wen's expression to change.
Although he didn't know what had happened to Zhou Luan, he knew that if something went wrong with Zhou Luan, things would be quite troublesome for him as well.
But when Kong Wen looked at Jiang Baihe, who was grinning at him in the golden light of the bell, he immediately calmed down.
The priority now is to capture Jiang Baihe. As for Zhou Luan, he can only rely on himself!
Thinking of this, Kong Wen suddenly took a deep breath, and the next moment, his body suddenly swelled up, and his height increased by several feet out of thin air, becoming a small giant who was about nine feet tall.
This is the "Wrathful Vajra Mantra," one of the secret techniques of Baiyun Temple. Kongwen, as one of the great masters of the Baiyun Temple's divine palace, has painstakingly studied this technique for hundreds of years and has achieved profound attainments. Now he can use his vital energy to perform the eighth level of the Vajra image.
As Kong Wen took a step, the ground within a hundred meters trembled slightly, making it hard to imagine the immense power contained in his muscular body.
On the other side, Ding Yi quietly fired an arrow, but his expression darkened slightly.
He didn't see any notification appear, which meant that Zhou Luan was not dead.
Those who have reached the Great Perfection of the Divine Palace are indeed not easy to kill. However, even if this guy doesn't die, he'll probably be half-crippled. I need to find a way to finish him off.
As Ding Yi pondered, he wielded his long sword with incredible speed, slaughtering the black-armored guards who surrounded him.
[You have killed the Black-Armored Guard of the Yin-Yang Palace. Your lifespan has increased by 13 years and 15 days.]
[You have killed the Black-Armored Guard of the Yin-Yang Palace. Your lifespan has increased by 8 years and 11 days.]
...
A series of prompts flashed before Ding Yi's eyes, but Ding Yi remained calm and didn't even frown.
Now, he has become numb to life, especially when it comes to slaughtering these god-worshipping heretics. He even feels that he is following the will of Heaven and that it is only right to do so.
But the one-sided massacre quickly made the others realize something was wrong. Even Li Wanyun and the others around him were dumbfounded, as if they were seeing an unparalleled god of death.
Ding Yi looked at the corpses lying all around him, and then at the dissipating smoke over Zhou Luan's side, and sighed inwardly.
At this point, Ding Yi no longer hesitated. He leaped up and landed behind a black-armored guard, snapping his neck in one swift motion.
Then Ding Yi quickly slashed at the black-armored guard a few times, and finally grabbed his body, hooked one foot on the stirrup, and flipped him over onto the horse's belly.
Immediately afterwards, Ding Yi quickly changed out of his rattan armor and put on the black armor of the Black Armor Guard. Then he tore off his hood and put on Du Ming's hood. With a push of one foot, he was back on the horse.
In just a few breaths, Ding Yi transformed into a black-armored guard of the Yin-Yang Palace!
At this moment, Ding Yi glanced at Li Wanyun and the others and found that they were also secretly changing identities in the chaos. Without hesitation, he drew his long sword and slashed at the Baiyun Temple cavalry rushing towards him.
A fierce blade of energy instantly sliced through the man's body, leaving a large cloud of blood mist on his back. His horse also let out a mournful neigh before collapsing to the ground along with him.
After waiting for a breath, Ding Yi still didn't see any kill notification, and he couldn't help but feel speechless.
The White Cloud Temple is great in every way, except that many of the soldiers in the city are martial artists controlled by evil energy.
While this solved the manpower shortage problem to some extent, in terms of loyalty, they naturally cannot be compared with the Black Armor Guards of the Yin-Yang Palace.
However, Ding Yi's target at this moment was not these cavalrymen from Baiyun Temple. He looked at the gradually dissipating dust in the distance, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, he spurred his demonic horse, turned around and charged out of the encirclement from the side, galloping towards Zhou Luan's direction.
Ding Yi's actions were quickly noticed by the other Baiyun Temple cavalrymen, and a centurion suddenly roared:
"Protect the General!!"
Therefore, all the Baiyun Temple cavalry turned their horses around, no longer fighting with the Black Armor Guards, but chasing after Ding Yi.
The next moment, a strange scene appeared on the grass.
A black-armored guard led a group of Baiyun Temple cavalrymen galloping in one direction, followed by a large group of black-armored guards.
On the other side, Zhou Luan slowly stood up, using his knife as a support.
He had a huge, penetrating wound in his chest, through which bright red internal organs were faintly visible. Strangely, however, not a single drop of blood flowed from his chest. Instead, a faint light and shadow flowed across the surface of the wound.
Zhou Luan's face was gloomy. He examined the injuries inside his body and found it somewhat unbelievable.
That flash of cold light just now seemed to be an arrow?
But what kind of arrow could have such power?
Despite Zhou Luan's seemingly good condition, only he knows that his situation is actually extremely dire.
There was a penetrating wound on his body, and his internal organs had developed fine cracks due to the violent shock caused by the final explosion.
But the most serious injury was to the soul.
Yes, the arrow from earlier actually had an effect on the soul!
damn it!
At this moment, Zhou Luan no longer cared about Jiang Baihe or Jiang Heihe; all he wanted was to leave this place as soon as possible and return to Wangyue City!
But the next moment, Zhou Luan heard a heavy thud of hooves.
"who is it?"
Zhou Luan subconsciously gripped his long sword, then looked in the direction from which the sound came. He immediately frowned, as he vaguely saw a lone black-armored guard running towards him.
Upon seeing this, Zhou Luan's face immediately showed anger.
Who is he? The General of the Chariots and Cavalry of Wangyue City, one of the abbots of Baiyun Temple, a powerful expert at the Great Perfection of the Divine Mansion realm—who in the entire Bazhou doesn't know him?!
But today, he was actually looked down upon by a black-armored guard!
Thinking of this, Zhou Luan's right hand, gripping the Xuan Blade, bulged with veins, and his breathing became calmer.
Zhou Luan knew that his body only had the strength for one strike at this moment. He needed to unleash his unparalleled power with a single strike to intimidate everyone!
Getting closer, getting closer!!
It's now!
"The rats of the Yin-Yang Palace..."
"Return to Origin - Five Layered Waves!!"
Before Zhou Luan could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a terrifying pressure coming from beneath his feet.
His expression immediately changed drastically, and he couldn't help but roar, holding his long sword horizontally in front of his chest, desperately trying to block the strange power surging from below.
However, as a result, Zhou Luan could no longer control the injuries on his body, and a column of blood that was more than ten feet long suddenly gushed out from the arrow hole!
The next moment, the black-armored guard riding the demonic horse flashed past him, a cold light flashed in his hand, and then Zhou Luan was decapitated. His head was held in the man's hand by his hair, leaving only his body standing in place, holding a long sword.
"General!!"
"Thief!! Damn it!!"
This scene immediately enraged the pursuing Baiyun Temple cavalry, who roared as if they wanted to devour the black-armored warriors in front of them alive!
Ding Yi held Zhou Luan's head in his hand, then laughed loudly, turned his horse around, and charged towards Liu Xun.