Chapter 448: Melee in the Arena (51)

Style: Fantasy Author: little white money manWords: 2560Update Time: 24/01/18 17:14:06
"Boy, go to hell!"

The lion demon in front of Huang Lin sneered. The blood halberd in his hand was like an abyss dragon lured out by blood, twisting its body crazily and rushing toward Huang Lin with thunderous force.

"Huang Lin, be careful!"

Lei Li shouted loudly, watching all this nervously.

Hearing this warning, Huang Lin suddenly turned around and stared at the lion demon, with a cold and sly smile on his lips, "Do you think you can kill me easily like this? Your idea is too much. Naive. I have already prepared to face any challenge. Since you have decided to go to a dead end, then let me see you through the final journey. I will defeat you with my own hands and let you understand the strength gap between us. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the palm of Huang Lin's left hand burst out with bright light, like the rising sun in the morning, mysterious and hot.

There is an indescribable power hidden in that light, powerful and profound, as if the palm itself has become a small universe, waiting to be awakened.

"Lightning Divine Palm!"

Huang Lin roared suddenly and struck out with a palm.

That palm burst out with lightning like a waterfall, and intense white light danced across its surface, like thousands of galloping wild horses, threatening to tear everything apart.

The pressure in the air makes it difficult to breathe, as if every air molecule is trembling under its vast power.

Huang Lin's figure was as fast as thunder, and his movements were like lightning, instantly piercing through the solid defense line of the Lion Demon, like a meteor piercing the sky, unstoppable.

Immediately afterwards, the white palm rushed towards the lion demon's wild and ferocious face with lightning speed. The power it released caused the air around the lion demon's body to sway and surge, as if even time and space were torn apart at this moment.

"Break it for me!"

The lion demon roared wildly, and his voice echoed in the air like a fierce lion, which shocked people. He held the bloody halberd in his hand tightly and stabbed the white palm with all his strength.

That halberd was a magic weapon that had drunk countless blood, and it carried a cruel and fanatical murderous intent.

"Boom!"

There was a deafening explosion that shook the air around him.

The white palm and the bloody halberd finally collided in mid-air, and the strong shock wave quickly spread in all directions. Even the hard ground was shaken to collapse, and sand and dust flew up, covering the sky and the sun.

"I'm not willing...I'm not willing to fail like this..."

The Lion Demon's roar was deafening, and his body was like a broken glass doll, instantly exploding into thousands of tiny fragments and shooting out in all directions.

However, the violent destruction did not end. His figure disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye, turning into a wisp of black smoke and dissipating into endless nothingness.

Huang Lin looked at the black smoke gradually fading in the air with contempt. He said coldly: "No matter how unwilling you are, the result remains the same."

At this time, a swift figure flashed in Huang Lin's eyes, it was Yaizhen.

The Dragon Divine Shovel in Yaizhen's hand was like a poisonous snake. With extremely sharp angle and momentum, it hit a lion demon man on the shoulder hard.

"Crack!"

With just a crisp sound, the arm of the lion demon was instantly knocked away, and the bloody halberd in his hand was thrown out, hitting the head of the other lion demon behind him to a bloody pulp.

"ah!"

A shrill cry vibrated in the air, and the lion demon tightly hugged the bloody severed arm in pain, and fell to his knees as if struck by lightning. His eyes were wide open, full of unspeakable horror and deep despair, like an orphan abandoned by the world, looking at the young man in front of him.

Yazhen's figure left a vague and short shadow in the air, as if he had traveled through time and space, and appeared in front of the lion demon in an instant.

Yaizhen looked at the once arrogant demon coldly and arrogantly, with a contemptuous smile on his lips, and said: "In my endless journey, you are just an insignificant speck of dust, an insignificant little character, I even No need to adjust my pace, I can easily crush you under my feet."

After hearing Yaizhen's words, the lion demon raised the corners of his mouth contemptuously and spoke in a subtle and arrogant tone: "Little guy, your eloquence is quite outstanding, but unfortunately, your strength is not enough to support Your exaggerated words.”

Before he finished speaking, a dim light flashed in the eyes of the lion demon. He opened his bloody mouth, and a dark ancient bell flew out quickly, expanding in the air.

The ancient bell was engraved with some mysterious runes, and a powerful energy emanated from the ancient bell, making the air tremble.

Not long after, the deep ancient clock suddenly revealed four rings of light as pure and bright as jade. They were as big as rubber balls and shone with dazzling light.

A magical power flows from the aperture.

Immediately afterwards, the five-foot-tall ancient bell slowly pressed towards Yaizhen with irresistible majesty.

At this critical moment, suddenly, a dreamlike and beautiful piano sound floated from the distance, as if it was a melody from nature, containing soul-stirring power.

The sound of the piano was like the rolling waves of a vast river, violently impacting the black ancient bell and knocking it away instantly.

The dark ancient bell was struck by this wild sound wave, and it fell to the ground like a stone whipped by the storm.

"boom--"

A deafening loud noise sounded immediately, and the moment the ancient bell touched the ground, crisscrossing cracks appeared on the ground. They quickly extended to the surroundings, like a web spun by a spider.

The ancient bell itself could not withstand this force, and a deep crack appeared, as if it had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.

Subsequently, under the continuous impact of sound waves, the crack continued to expand like an eye-catching scar, becoming more and more eye-catching.

Finally, the ancient black bell broke completely with a deafening crack.

Countless tiny fragments fluttered like black butterflies under the bright sunlight, and finally fell to the ground.

"Boy, how dare you destroy my magic treasure!"

When the lion demon saw the ancient bell demon treasure being destroyed in the ring, his heart felt like a knife, and his shock and pain were beyond words.

He never expected that this extremely powerful magic weapon would be reduced to rubble just after he got it, before he could play with it carefully.

This is not only a loss of wealth, but also a shame for him, a strong demon clan.

"You are just a piece of trash, how dare you sacrifice a magic treasure in front of me, how can I allow you to be so presumptuous?"

Yaizhen's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was furious. He held the dragon shovel tightly and breathed out divine light, his expression sparkling.

Then, Yaizhen's figure was like a bolt of dark lightning, traveling through the void and appearing in front of the lion demon.

Yaizhen held the dragon shovel tightly with both hands and slapped the lion devil in the face.

This strike was like a ground-shattering blow, completely covering the lion demon within the range of the attack.

"Bang!"

There was an earth-shattering crash, and the dragon shovel fiercely hit the lion devil's face.

This caused the lion demon to fly backwards like a shooting star.

The lion demon's body hit the ground with astonishing force. Dust flew all over the sky for a while, as if there was a hazy mist shrouding it.

A deep depression was made on the ground by the lion demon's heavy body, like a mark of fate, heralding the coming tragedy.

The lion demon's candle of life is about to be extinguished.

In that deep depression, the lion demon drooped like a torn picture scroll, and its seven orifices shed black tears like broken pearls.

The lion demon's body twisted in painful convulsions, and finally rested here in silence. The candle of life had been extinguished, and there was no more flickering hope.

The lion demon's eyes became hollow and profound, as if bottomless darkness had gathered, and could no longer reflect the warmth of the sun. They were like two black holes on a winter night, silent and heavy.

His body gradually became cold and stiff, like an ancient stone eroded by time, quietly waiting for the years to be forgotten, uncontested by the world.