Chapter 5402 of the Dragon King’s Order: Stop Talking Nonsense
David helped Zi Yuan retreat back to camp, and Wu Hao immediately sent healing potions.
After drinking the potion, Zi Yuan’s spiritual power gradually recovered, but she still stared at the black-robed youth on the battlefield with a wary gaze.
The black-robed youth, speechless after David’s reprimand, watched Zi Yuan being led away, filled with anger and fear. He didn’t dare face David, so he could only vent his anger on the Sixth Heaven cultivators, shouting hoarsely, “A bunch of cowards! You’ve just won a match, and you’re so proud of yourselves? Who else dares to come out and die?”
His words pierced the hearts of the cultivators like needles, and the fighting spirit that had just been raised by Zi Yuan’s victory plummeted.
Leng Yun’s face flushed red, and he tried to advance again, but was blocked by the people around him. His spiritual power had not recovered, and advancing would only add to his losses.
Just as the camp was quiet, a cheerful laugh suddenly rang out: “You, a young demonic cultivator, dare to speak so arrogantly? Let me face you!”
Before the words could be finished, a crimson figure leaped into the middle of the battlefield like a blazing fire, kicking up a cloud of dust as it landed.
The man was a burly man, dressed in crimson robes, with a broadsword hanging from his waist and a mischievous smile on his face. The figure was none other than Han Lie, the “Red Flame Sword,” ranked third on the martial arts list.
“It’s Han Lie!”
A cry of surprise suddenly rang out from the middle of the mountain.
The Red Flame Sword, ranked third on the martial arts list, finally made its move! Han Lie reached the ninth level of the Earthly Immortal Realm many years ago, even stronger than Zi Yuan just now. This black-robed demonic cultivator is doomed!
“Great! Finally we can teach these arrogant demonic cultivators a lesson!”
The cultivators’ discussions were filled with anticipation, and even Wu Hao’s face showed a hint of relief.
Han Lie was renowned among the younger generation of the Sixth Heaven Realm for his formidable combat prowess. His “Red Flame Sword Technique” was unmatched in power, once even splitting a thousand-foot-high cliff with a single slash. His strength far surpassed Leng Yun’s.
The black-robed youth, observing the powerful aura radiating from Han Lie, a flash of seriousness flashed in his eyes, but his words remained merciless: “Another one seeking death? Fine, let me finish him off!”
“Stop talking nonsense, give me your life!”
Han Lie’s eyes flared with fighting intent, and he quickly drew the broadsword from his waist.
As the sword was unsheathed, a blazing aura swept out of him, and faint flames condensed on the sword’s innate spiritual power: the Blazing Heaven Flames.
Not wanting to take any chances, the black-robed youth formed a seal with his hands, and demonic energy swirled around him. Soon, two black swords condensed, floating beside him.
“Take it!”
he shouted, and the two black swords, like two dark shadows, stabbed Han Lie’s heart with a sharp, air-piercing sound.
Han Lie sneered and swung his sword to parry.
With two sharp clangs, the black sword was sent flying, its demonic energy instantly consumed by the Blazing Heaven Flames.
The black-robed young man was shocked, not expecting Han Lie’s strength to be so formidable. He immediately manipulated the black sword to attack again.
This time, the black swords did not move straight, but instead circled in the air like two black bats, attacking Han Lie from all directions.
Han Lie remained unwavering. The Scarlet Flame Sword danced impenetrably in his hand, forming a wall of fire that repelled every attack.
“Is that all you can do?”
Han Lie burst out laughing. Suddenly, he jumped up, grasped the sword with both hands and slashed fiercely: “First Form Red Flame Sword Technique – Fiery Flame!”
As the sword fell, countless flames erupted from the blade, sweeping towards the black-robed youth like a tide.
Wherever the flames passed, the ground instantly turned black, and even the air felt scorching hot. The black-robed youth’s expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly mobilized his demonic energy to form a black shield.
“Bang!”
The fire collided with the shield, making a loud noise.
The black shield continued to melt under the flames. Blood dripped from the corner of the black-robed youth’s mouth, clearly suffering from internal injuries.