xymnovel Chapter 991 The Vermilion Bird Makes Its Move, the Styx River Blocks Its Path!
Chapter 991 The Vermilion Bird Makes Its Move, the Styx River Blocks Its Path!
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"A trivial skill!"
Li Cunxiao's fighting spirit soared, his bones cracked like popping beans, and the illusory azure dragon that appeared behind him suddenly transformed into nine blood dragons.
He exhaled sharply, his arms bulging with veins like old tree roots, and he actually caught an incoming black blade with his bare hands. The dragon scales on his palms glowed with a blood-red light, and the broken chain of Bi Yan's claw suddenly transformed into a nine-section steel whip. The gilded beast head tied to the tip of the whip let out a mournful roar in the five-colored divine light.
"Now!"
Seizing the moment when Kong Xuan was defending, Li Cunxiao suddenly twisted his body and leaped off his horse, pouncing on Gu Changqing behind the command platform like an eagle hunting a rabbit!
The black-scaled horse neighed and plowed deep furrows into the rocky ground. Its heavy black iron armor screeched as it rubbed against the air, startling the guards on both sides of the command platform into disarray.
"Protect the Grand Tutor! Quickly, protect the Grand Tutor!"
Gu Changqing's beard and hair stood on end, and his withered hand pressed on the commander's flag. Some of the officers and soldiers among the 100,000 county soldiers behind him shouted loudly, their voices even drowning out the battle.
But the old general had only drawn his twin swords halfway when he saw Li Cunxiao's bronze Yuwang spear transform into a cascading Milky Way, the ten-foot-long aura condensed at the spear tip gleaming blood-red in the sunlight.
"Is it over...?"
Gu Changqing's pupils contracted, a metallic taste rose in his throat, he looked at his distorted face reflected in the spear tip, and heard the sharp whistling of blades tearing through the air.
"call out!"
At this critical moment, a crimson streak of light suddenly appeared in the sky. The arrow, though launched later, arrived first like a shooting star, striking Li Cunxiao's spear shaft precisely three inches from its tip.
"Ding!"
The sound of metal clashing against stone echoed through the valley. The crimson aura on the arrow's surface clashed violently with Li Cunxiao's iron-gray aura, and the sparks that flew out ignited the curtain of the command platform into a sea of fire.
Li Cunxiao felt a jolt in his arm, and the trajectory of his bronze spear was deflected by half a foot.
His tiger-like eyes widened as he saw the apricot-yellow ribbon tied to the arrow's fletching flutter in the morning breeze, and the Vermilion Bird totem engraved on the shaft—it was the Vermilion Bird's Heaven-Burning Arrow!
"hateful!"
He roared and plunged the spear shaft into the rocky ground. His body's energy transformed into a tangible storm of iron-gray, and he actually caught the arrow with his bare hands. The dragon scales on his palms glowed with a blood-red light. But before he could exert any force, he heard the clear and melodious shout of the Vermilion Bird from behind.
"The phoenix spreads its wings and ignites a prairie fire!"
Suddenly, the morning light shone brightly, and the exceptionally handsome crimson phantom of the Vermilion Bird behind it spread its wings, enveloping the entire battlefield in crimson flames.
The Vermilion Bird Burning Heaven Bow in her hand opened like a full moon, and three more arrows wrapped in crimson energy were nocked onto the bowstring, with faint phoenix flames visible at the tips of the arrows.
Li Cunxiao's heart skipped a beat as he watched the phantom of the Vermilion Bird emerge from the aura on the surface of the arrows, each arrow containing terrifying power capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas.
His muscles were bulging, and the dragon scale patterns turned a bright red in the blood-red aura, but then he heard the Vermilion Bird's delicate shout pierce through the battlefield.
"General Li, don't forget you still have an opponent!"
Before he finished speaking, the three arrows transformed into three streaks of crimson gold, striking Li Cunxiao's vital points from treacherous angles.
Before the arrow even arrived, the intense energy scorched his skin, and the sparks from it charred the rocks beneath his feet.
"What a dazzling brilliance!"
Li Cunxiao roared to the sky, his aura surging three times over. He shattered the arrow aimed at his throat with his bare hands, but the other two arrows clung to him like a malignant tumor. One grazed his ear, melting half of his breastplate into molten iron, while the other shot directly at his right shoulder blade, the phoenix flames on the shaft instantly igniting his battle robe.
Outside the battlefield, Su Ye and Meng Zhang, who were leisurely watching the show from the rear, kept their eyes glued to the screen.
"As expected of Jin Yu's top archer, Zhu Que's three arrows are likely to give Cun Xiao some trouble."
Meng Zhang stroked his beard and chuckled. The scales on his Azure Dragon Armor gleamed with a blood-red light in the morning sun as he watched the Heaven-Burning Bow in Zhuque's hand tighten.
But before he could finish speaking, Li Cunxiao grinned and threw the arrows back. His bronze spear, like a silver dragon probing the sea, had a ten-foot-long iron-gray aura at its tip, which shattered the second wave of arrows.
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Meanwhile, on the high slope behind where the morning mist had not yet dissipated, the crimson flames of the Vermilion Bird Burning Heaven Bow illuminated half the sky. Su Ye suddenly placed his hand on the Chun Jun sword at his waist, gazing at the blood-red aura rising from where Li Cunxiao and Kong Xuan were locked in battle, a meaningful smile curving his lips.
"The play has reached its climax; what's been waiting for has finally arrived."
Before the words were finished, the earth suddenly trembled, and the morning dew within a radius of ten feet fell in a flurry, turning into blood mist by some invisible force. From the depths of the pine forest came the crisp sound of pine and cypress trees being snapped in half. Suddenly, the crimson cloud horse under the Vermilion Bird neighed and reared up, its iron hooves ploughing sparks on the rocks.
"Who is pretending to be a ghost?"
Zhu Que placed her jade hand on the quiver, with three phoenix feather arrows already held between her two fingers.
Before she finished speaking, the blood mist suddenly solidified, and a thick, pungent smell of blood wafted in the morning breeze, as if millions of living beings were groaning in pain.
Amidst the churning blood mist, a hunched figure emerged from the fog. The old man's blood-red robe was embroidered with the Nine Netherworlds Yellow Springs map. With each step he took, a red spider lily bloomed beneath his feet, as crimson as blood. His black Taoist robe was embroidered with dark gold blood patterns, and the trailing hem of his robe was stained with dried black blood. He was none other than the leader of the Blood Sea Demonic Sect among the Ten Demonic Sects—Ancestor Styx!
Most terrifying of all were the two swords in his hands—the Yuan Tu Sword was shrouded in black mist, and the skulls engraved on its spine seemed to be alive; the Abi Sword gleamed with a cold, eerie blue light, and the inscriptions on its blade were flowing on their own, as if the River Styx in hell were hanging upside down.
"Heh heh heh—Duke Zhenguo, you're in high spirits! At a time when things are so dire, you still have the leisure to watch a show?"
Accompanied by the eerie laughter of a night owl, which sounded like it was crying blood, the Styx Ancestor unleashed dark red energy with every step he took, causing the spring mud to sizzle.
"The Styx Ancestor recently displayed his divine power at the Great Qian Imperial Palace. What brings you here again?"
Su Ye drew his Chun Jun sword half an inch from its sheath, a playful smile curving his lips.
"What is it?"
The old man in the blood-red robe let out a loud laugh like a night raven, and withered claws pulled out two dark ancient swords, their blades winding like snakes, which were none other than the demonic weapon Yuan Tu A Bi.
"I've come today, of course, to see you off in your final moments!"
Before the words were even finished, the twin swords had already slashed through the blood-red Milky Way, and suddenly a twelve-petaled red lotus bloomed in mid-air, with karmic fire and qi pouring down like a torrential rain!
Zhuque's pretty face was frosty, and behind her, the phantom of Zhuque cried out as it spread its fiery wings, and three hundred bird arrows were instantly nocked onto the bowstring.
At that moment, Su Ye suddenly tapped his black iron wrist guard lightly with his folding fan. The clear sound was like some kind of code. The pupils under the Xuanwu Heavy Armor shrank slightly, and the Xuanwu Mace in his hand involuntarily slowed down by half a beat.
"Be careful!"
The moment the Vermilion Bird Arrow left the bowstring, cracks suddenly appeared in the Black Tortoise Armor. The Styx Ancestor grinned and plunged the Avici Sword into the ground. Blood Sea Demonic Qi transformed into thousands of tentacles, which actually entangled the crimson tail of the Hundred Bird Arrow's protective aura.
"Lord Zhenguo, please don't be in such a hurry. Let this old man first experience the strength of the seventh-ranked person on the World's Power Ranking!"
The Styx Ancestor clashed his two swords, creating a Yin-Yang Taiji diagram in the void. Zhuque felt as if his inner energy was sinking into a quagmire, and the karmic fire lotus was already burning his eyebrows.
"Four hundred and eighty million Blood God Children!"
As the blood-red robes churned, countless blood-red figures emerged from the sea of blood, each wielding a miniature version of the Yuan Tu A Bi Sword.
The world depicted by Mu Jin Bai Yi is all in "I Summon Famous Generals from All History in Another World".