A Man Like None Other Chapter 5887 Multiple Skills
Read this chapter to discover what unfolds in the story.
- An ambush is launched by the Evil Path Hall.
- The Golden Dragon bloodline becomes a prime target.
- A fierce battle erupts against overwhelming odds.
An ambush is sprung by the Evil Path Hall. The Golden Dragon bloodline is targeted. A fierce battle erupts with multiple attackers.
“Evil Path Hall!”
Elder Yan Xin’s expression changed drastically. “How do you know where we are?!”
“Hahaha, Old Man Yanxin, you’d better ask the King of Hell!”
At the highest point of the cliff, a blood-red figure slowly appeared.
He was none other than the Blood Soul Elder of the Evil Path Hall!
It was covered in blood-red mist, and its fiery red eyes, like two ghost lights, were fixed on David in the convoy.
“You’re David?”
Blood Soul Elder licked his lips, his eyes filled with greed. “The Golden Dragon Bloodline is truly a heaven-bestowed treasure. Today, this elder is determined to possess it!”
Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand and shouted, “Kill! Don’t let anyone live! David must live!”
“finish off!”
Thousands of cultivators from the Evil Path Hall roared in unison, their voices like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, shaking the streams in the mountains.
They plunged off the cliffs on both sides like a tidal wave, while at the same time, the vengeful spirits and ghosts in the formation also screamed and charged towards the convoy!
“Form a defensive formation!”
Even though Elder Yanxin was seriously injured, he remained calm in the face of danger, gathered his immortal power, and slammed his staff heavily on the ground: “Profound Earth Fire Gang Formation!”
The remaining dozen or so Earth Fire Pavilion disciples quickly formed a line, and a scarlet light shield once again appeared, protecting the three chariots within.
However, this time the protective shield seemed dimmer—after experiencing the constant attacks from the Fire Dragon and the serious injuries the elder had suffered, the Earth Fire Pavilion disciples had consumed a lot of immortal energy and were in extremely bad condition.
David, the Red Cloud Demon Lord, and the few remaining guards stood guard at the outer edge of the formation, facing the first wave of attacks from the Evil Path Palace.
“Heh heh, how dare an ant block your way?”
Three seventh-level Immortals from the Evil Path Hall arrived first, one holding a bone staff, one holding a blood sword, and one controlling a ghost banner, attacking David from three directions.
With a swing of the bone stick, thousands of bone thorns fell like torrential rain.
A blood-red sword slashed out, tearing through the air with fiery red light;
Ghost flags fluttered, and dozens of ferocious ghosts bared their fangs and claws as they pounced.
David’s eyes turned cold, and the Dragon Slayer Sword was finally unsheathed!
“Zheng—!”
A clear and melodious sword cry resounded along the mountain stream, and a hazy and chaotic sword aura soared into the sky.