Chapter 5419 of the Dragon King Order: Still No Help
With a clang, the two swords clashed, creating a mingling of golden light and black sword energy. The old man felt a tingling sensation in his arm, took two steps back, and his knuckles ached.
Seeing this, the elder on his left immediately swung his sword forward, joining the elder on his right. Like two venomous snakes, the two long swords attacked David from left and right.
Their swordsmanship was superb, their coordination flawless. Their sword energies crisscrossed, forming an impenetrable net that enveloped David, suffocating him.
David showed no fear. The Dragon Slayer Sword came to life in his hand, slashing horizontally, vertically, and stabbing forward. Golden light and black energy clashed, creating a deafening sound.
With agile movements, he broke through the net, looking for an opportunity to retaliate.
Once, the old man’s long sword stabbed into his chest. David dodged to the side and simultaneously slashed at the old man’s wrist. The old man hurriedly drew his sword to block, but David seized the opportunity and kicked him in the chest, sending him staggering back several steps.
Wu Hao seized the opportunity to attack the Soul Devourer, brandishing his longsword. Golden spiritual energy coalesced into a giant sword shadow, slashing towards him with devastating force.
The Soul Devourer, perched on the lion’s back, sneered. With a flick of his right hand, black demonic energy coalesced into a thick shield, blocking it.
With a loud bang, the sword shadow collided with the shield, shattering it instantly. Wu Hao was knocked back several steps by the powerful impact, his blood boiling and a sweet taste choking in his throat.
“With such meager ability, you dare to kill me?” the Soul Devourer sneered, swinging his longsword. A stream of black sword energy, like a venomous snake, shot towards Wu Hao’s lower abdomen.
Wu Hao quickly dodged to the side, but the sword energy grazed his robes, slicing a long strip, revealing the armor beneath.
Daoist Wuji tried to step forward to help, but was constantly entangled by the old man on his left.
The old man’s swordsmanship was cunning and brutal, each slash targeting
Daoist Wuji’s vital points, leaving him unable to escape. He watched Wu Hao in danger, feeling extremely anxious, yet helpless.
On the other side of the battlefield, Xue Wuying didn’t join in the fight. Instead, she stood on a high ground, clutching a black cloth bag.
The bag looked ordinary, but it emitted a strange suction force.
She watched the monks fall, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Every time a monk died and their soul left their body, she would lift the bag and mutter something.
As if summoned, the monks’ souls flew towards the bag, drawn into it.
As more souls were drawn in, the bag slowly swelled, emitting an increasingly dense black mist.
“Xue Wuying, what are you doing? Come and help!”
The Soul Eater roared angrily, seeing Xue Wuying standing beside him, watching.
“My Lord, wait a moment!”
Xue Wuying shouted without turning around, her movements unwavering.
The Soul Eater snorted coldly, ignoring her and focusing on Wu Hao.
Although Wu Hao wasn’t weak, he was still a level lower than the Soul Eater, who had lived for ten thousand years.
After several rounds, Wu Hao was struggling, his body covered in wounds, his battle robes stained with blood, and his spiritual power nearly depleted.
As time passed, the battle intensified.
The casualties among both human and beast cultivators increased. The Imperial Guard formation had long been broken by the demonic spirits, and the soldiers fought on their own, constantly falling.
Han Lie and Zi Yuan were exhausted, their spiritual power nearly depleted. They could only rely on instinct to draw their weapons and fight. Their bodies were covered in wounds, and blood dripped from their weapons, forming pools on the ground.