Volume 6: Overseas Chapter 321: Dragon Oil Burns the Island, Endless Disasters
"Throughout history, who has ever been undefeated?"
Li Xunhuan lowered his eyes slightly, sighed and shook his head.
With so many powerful people standing around and a formidable enemy right in front of him, Venerable Ashura felt that the hot blood flowing in every vein in his body had begun to boil. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and an inexplicably evil aura immediately spread out from his body.
Bai Feifei looked at the Flying Swordsman with mixed feelings. Her cold, pale face flushed a little, a rare color. She said softly, "Don't ask too much. I'll tell you in detail after this matter is over."
The flying swordsman nodded, then said to Zhu Da indifferently, "I only want to ask you one thing, where is that person?"
Of course, that person was Shen Lang.
Zhu Da slowly turned around, glancing sideways at the crowd, his gaze sweeping across the sky. Finally, he chuckled strangely and said, "Maybe he's still alive, maybe he's dead, or maybe you'll have to go to the underworld to ask the King of Hell for the answer."
The burly man holding a crescent-shaped scimitar was already beside Zhu Da at this time. He chuckled and said, "Master, that Fusang kid has switched sides in the middle of the battle."
Zhu Da smiled faintly, "As expected."
Seeing several top masters appearing one after another, Zhu Da was not in a hurry. He smiled slightly, raised his hand and swung out a palm, smashing the big chair he had just sat on to pieces on the spot.
As the big chair was destroyed, the island, which had just calmed down, suddenly trembled again, and it was even more violent than before. The earth shook and the ocean surged.
Zhu Da smiled and said, "There's a lot of fire dragon oil hidden on this island. It was originally used for alchemy, but over the years, I've had people dig countless secret passages and caves underground. Now, once the mechanism is activated, in less than two cups of tea, the fire dragon oil will flow through each of these secret passages... Tsk, I forgot to mention, hehe, there's also a large amount of gunpowder buried under this island."
As expected of a Zhu, he is really ruthless.
No one spoke in the field, but gusts of strong wind rose out of nowhere from the belly of the mountain, swirling and turning, blowing across the stone walls and whistling outwards.
The situation has come to this point, with all the heroes gathered, and all that is left is a thrilling battle.
However, before the battle even began, someone was about to die on the spot.
"ah!"
Suddenly, a sharp roar was heard in the huge mountain. The sound was deafening, shocking and angry, but it came from a corner not far away.
In the dim light from the strange stones embedded in the surrounding stone walls, two figures could be seen, one retreating and the other pursuing. The former, black sword in hand, flew back rapidly, yet as he retreated, he still struck with his sword, his sword shadows filling the air like a violent storm. The latter pursued him relentlessly, like a thorn in his flesh, using only the immortal's finger as a sword to force his opponent back step by step.
This move seems ordinary, but it is unavoidable and unstoppable, turning decay into magic.
The former is Jian Xie, and the latter can only be... Li Muchan.
In an instant, everyone else took action.
Amidst the earth-shaking and mountain-shaking, figures moved in the belly of the mountain, swords were flying everywhere, fists and palms clashed, and a battle unprecedented in the ages was about to begin.
Jian Xie had a fierce look on his face, with sword light flashing all around him. He shook the long sword in his hand, and the overwhelming sword light gathered in front of him in an instant, covering the sword finger that was approaching in front of him.
"court death!"
He held a strange-shaped sword in his hand, which was long and thin. The black light on the sword body flickered, like a black snake spitting out its tongue, and he rushed towards Li Muchan with a cruel murderous intent.
This magic sword is one of the most powerful weapons in the West. It can break anything. Even the protective qi of the top masters can be easily broken. In the past, countless masters have fallen under this sword.
Seeing that Li Muchan did not dodge or evade, Jian Xie seemed to be aroused with murderous intent. With a sinister expression, he thrust his sword straight forward, pointing it at the enemy's heart.
“Puff!”
Sure enough, this magic sword was extremely sharp and pierced into Li Muchan's chest without any hesitation.
"What do you mean by 'the best in the world'?" Jian Xie saw this, a ferocious glint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes, and he sneered repeatedly, "You are nothing more than..."
But before the laughter ended, Li Muchan saw that even though the sword pierced his heart, his expression and steps did not change, and the sword finger had quietly turned into a palm, which was lightly pressed on Jian Xie's chest.
Jian Xie's expression froze instantly, his eyes widening as he turned pale. "Gah...you..."
As his words came to an abrupt halt, Li Muchan's aura surged like a raging storm. He placed his right palm against Jian Xie's chest and strode madly forward for several feet until he hit the mountain wall and stopped.
Their eyes met, Li Muchan's expression was indifferent. He pressed down heavily with one palm, then retreated and attacked others.
Looking at Jian Xie again, he was trapped several inches into the mountain wall, blood was gushing out of his seven orifices, and his internal organs were ruptured. He was dead beyond dead.
As for whether he and Zhu Da are in the same group, it doesn’t matter to Li Muchan, because no matter which faction this person belongs to, he must die.
When he turned back, Li Muchan raised his hand and pressed lightly on his chest. A black sword immediately came out from behind his clothes, but it did not fall to the ground. Instead, it spun rapidly, as if pulled by an invisible force, and circled in front of him like a dragon.
Then Li Muchan snapped his fingers, and with a "ding" sound, the black sword turned into a long black rainbow in the blink of an eye. He pointed at Zhu Da who was fighting with the flying swordsman, and pierced his eyebrows.
Seeing Jian Xie die so easily, Zhu Da didn't know whether to be shocked or angry. He roared with his eyes wide open, "Ah!"
The roar was like a thunderclap, coupled with the opponent's unparalleled skill, it instantly echoed and swirled in the belly of the mountain, shaking everyone's blood and making their minds dazed, as if they had been hit hard.
With a roar, the flying black sword actually hovered in the air for a short time, and then broke into pieces with a bang, which was truly earth-shattering.
"Boy, I want your life."
Zhu Da waved his sleeves, turned around and abandoned the flying swordsman, and rushed towards Li Muchan.
Seeing the other party's big reaction, Li Muchan did not retreat but advanced, striding forward and sneering, "Could that guy be your bloodline descendant?"
The two figures were like two tigers wrestling with each other, both rushing forward without retreating and crashing into each other fiercely.
It was indeed a collision.
At the same time, a layer of flowing and solid protective Qi appeared on the surface of the two people's bodies, just like thunder and fire on the earth, and they clashed with each other in the sound of strange noises.
"Boo!"
The strange sound was like a huge rock falling into the water.
Immediately afterwards, the expressions of the others changed drastically, and at the same time , they all soared into the sky and flew outward.
But then a layer of ripples of energy as if it were real quietly spread out from between the two, and everything in its path turned into dust, even the ground was scraped off a layer, which was shocking.
The mountain, which was already shaking, was now on the verge of collapse, and a huge crack spread out from under their feet.
"Not good, retreat!"
Everyone used their own methods, and they jumped up one after another.
And from that crack, countless fire dragon oils gushed out, as thick as paste, and turned into a sky-high wave of fire amid the exclamations of the crowd.
But all these people retreated, but the two figures in the sea of fire remained standing as before, without any sign of retreat.
Zhu Da held a light ribbon in his hand, unfazed by fire and water. Once he unleashed it, it danced like a dragon through the sea of fire, stirring the wind and clouds. In a moment, countless fiery snakes were drawn by it, whistling and rising, enveloping the retreating crowd while enveloping the formidable enemy before them. His expression remained mad, and his cries of murder shook the heavens.
“Ah…kill, kill, kill…”
