NABC Chapter 409 Combined Attack: Eloquent Tongue!
Chapter 409 Combined Attack: Eloquent Tongue!
And this moment.
Li Qingyuan, as the main attacker, was suspended in the void at this moment, like a god descending from heaven.
His energy and spirit were highly concentrated, reaching a state of 'harmony between man and nature'.
He held the Longyuan Sword in his hand and slowly raised it upright. A mysterious and sharp sword intent flowed across the sword, as if a giant dragon was awakening within it.
This is the starting stance of the "Heaven-Opening Slash"!
He must unleash his full power with this sword strike, unleashing an unparalleled, transcendent, and strongest attack!
"One sword opens the sky!"
This is no joke.
In his previous life, he had personally witnessed Wen Wuxiang use this sword to kill a top-level cultivator of the same rank as him.
In that battle, sword light crisscrossed the heavens and earth, shattering mountains and rivers...
Wen Wuxiang also became famous overnight with this sword, and his name resounded throughout the world. He naturally became the master of the Sword Domain!
Although Li Qingyuan's current strength is far from being able to unleash the earth-shattering power of Wen Wuxiang.
However, in the current battle, it is the most explosive of all his methods.
Therefore, he gave it his all for this sword strike, and his heart was filled with confidence.
Once this sword is drawn, it can change the color of heaven and earth and turn the universe upside down!
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"Rumble..."
In an instant, the previously peaceful world was suddenly filled with astonishing phenomena.
The already dim sky was instantly covered by layers of thick, dark clouds.
Like a giant black curtain, it rapidly enveloped the entire sky with overwhelming force.
Thunder rumbled and surged within the dark clouds, like angry dragons weaving and roaring through the clouds.
Each flash unleashed a terrifying power that chilled the soul, seemingly intent on utterly destroying everything in the world.
Immediately afterwards, a torrential downpour began!
Large raindrops pounded the earth, splashing up layers of muddy water, as if God was venting his endless rage.
And within those hazy, pitch-black clouds, a blurry, ethereal figure could be faintly seen emerging.
One of the phantom figures stood tall and straight like a pine tree, holding a sword that emitted a sharp, cold light.
The sword's blade shimmered with light, seemingly containing the ultimate truths of the universe.
He swung his sword down from a distance.
The sword's momentum was unstoppable, seemingly capable of cleaving through layers of clouds and shattering endless space.
Wherever the sword energy passed, cracks appeared in the space.
Like a shattered mirror, it emitted a sharp whistling sound and crashed down with a devastating force.
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Beside this sword-wielding phantom, there stood another towering phantom, resembling a thunder god.
He was tall and imposing, surrounded by dazzling lightning, as if he were the embodiment of lightning.
He wielded a massive Thor's hammer, swinging it with all his might, each swing unleashing bursts of thunder.
The deafening rumble of thunder sounded like ancient war drums striking the hearts of the people.
Those thick bolts of lightning danced wildly like silver snakes, carrying endless destructive power as they crashed down upon the ground.
Wherever it went, the earth was cratered and filled with smoke and dust.
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"Boom... Bang bang bang..."
The attacks from Li Qingyuan, Lao Huangniu, Su Yaoyue, and others came crashing down like a surging torrent.
In an instant, a gale arose, like angry beasts raging across the sky and earth, causing trees to bend and sand and stones to fly everywhere.
The torrential rain was further agitated by this powerful force, splashing everywhere like beads from a broken string.
As darkness fell, the entire world seemed to descend into endless chaos and destruction.
Only where the old man was, the light was dazzling and so bright that it hurt people's eyes.
The light was the terrifying energy unleashed by the collision of everyone's attacks, like a blazing sun, radiating a heart-palpitating heat.
The energy surged and churned wildly, forming massive shockwaves that spread wildly in all directions.
Wherever it went, everything was razed to the ground!
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The old man was blasted away by this terrifying force.
His body flew through the air like a cannonball, tracing a long arc before crashing heavily onto the uneven ground.
Instantly, the earth trembled, and a cloud of dust rose up.
The old man spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.
The blood, like a blooming red lotus, stood out starkly against the gray dust.
Upon closer inspection, it was clear that one of his armor plates had been ripped open by this powerful force, with fragments flying everywhere.
His clothes were also mostly damaged; what were once neat clothes were now tattered and torn, like pieces of rags fluttering in the wind.
He looked utterly disheveled, like a demon crawling out of hell.
At this moment, a breath had passed, and the old man was freed from the feeling of being completely suppressed by the powerful force and unable to move.
He was breathing heavily, each breath sounding like a bellows being pulled.
He could clearly smell the blood foam with every breath; it was pungent and foul, making him feel nauseous.
Even with each breath, he felt excruciating pain all over his body, as if countless steel needles were piercing his flesh at the same time.
His meridians and bones felt as if they were about to crack, and the extreme discomfort almost made him faint.
But he endured the excruciating pain, his eyes revealing a hint of resentment and anger as he stared intently ahead, seemingly still plotting his next counterattack.
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there.
Li Qingyuan's eyes were sharp as he kept a close eye on the old man's every move, but he did not make any rash moves despite the old man's seemingly miserable state.
He knew that this old man, as a member of the Shadow Assassins organization, was known for his ruthlessness and cunning.
Even though the old man looked severely injured, his breathing was disordered, and he was in a sorry state.
But who can guarantee that this wasn't a deliberate act of weakness to lure people into lowering their guard?
Then launch a desperate counterattack, a mad move of fighting to the death, a one-for-one exchange?
In this situation full of unknowns and dangers, caution is paramount to ensure safety, Li Qingyuan reminded himself.
He was on edge, ready to deal with any unexpected situation that might arise.
However, while Li Qingyuan was cautious, the old ox completely disregarded all these intricacies.
He strode forward with his thick, pillar-like limbs, taking a few large steps to stand before the old man, looking down at him like a small mountain.
The old ox stared at the old man with its big, bell-like eyes, looking him up and down for a long time, as if it were examining a strange object.
Then, he suddenly shouted out a sentence:
"Are you an assassin?"
The reason the old ox asked such a question was because the old man was very different from the image of an assassin in his mind.
The old man had a kind face, with no murderous intent, and his refined demeanor gave him the air of a scholar.
It doesn't resemble the behavior of a killer who spends his days in the shadows and makes a living by killing.
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The old man seemed taken aback by the old ox's sudden question.
A barely perceptible hint of panic flashed in his eyes.
But he quickly regained his composure.
His eyes darted around, and his face instantly adopted an innocent and aggrieved expression as he said:
"Assassin? What assassin? Fellow Daoist, you must have misunderstood."
"I just happened to be passing by and saw how lively this place was, so I thought I'd join in the fun..."
"Why did you and the others suddenly attack me?"
"I don't know you, nor have I offended you. Your open and reckless attack is surely unethical..."
It must be said that the old man had a remarkably strong ability to adapt.
Even though he made these words up on the spot, he spoke them in a very convincing way, as if they were true.
His words were earnest and impassioned, as if he himself were the victim who had suffered an injustice.
These words immediately aroused righteous indignation among the surrounding cultivators.
They whispered among themselves, pointing and gossiping about Li Qingyuan and the others.
Even more extreme, some rolled up their sleeves, looking as if they were about to teach Li Qingyuan and the others a lesson for the greater good.
Especially the group of young cultivators who had previously invited the old man.
They were young and hot-blooded to begin with, and now they were cursing and waving their fists, looking like they were about to rush up and start a fight.
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