FVN Chapter 387 I Have a Magic Weapon!
Chapter 387 I Have a Magic Weapon!
He looked up to the sky, a howl erupting from him as a wild killing intent splattered from his eyes.
The next moment, the demon blade trembled, a dazzling and eye-catching luster suddenly emerged, blocking all the attacks.
Ye Ling took a deep breath, took a step forth, and charged directly toward the front!
"Slaying Dragon Art!"
Ye Ling roared, his spiritual power crazily converging towards the demon blade. In the blink of an eye, a golden dragon formed, bringing with it boundless oppression, and slashed down fiercely.
Puchi!
The terrifying blade glow, as if slicing through tofu, effortlessly pierced through the bodies of more than a dozen genetic warriors, blood spraying wildly, as they fell dead under the blade's radiance!
Yet the remaining genetic warriors continued to chase after Ye Ling like relentless maggots, undeterred by death.
"Damn it!!"
Seeing the genetic warriors drawing ever closer, beads of sweat rolled down Ye Ling's forehead continuously.
"Get lost!"
Ye Ling suddenly swung the demon blade in his hand, and a resplendent blade glow swept out.
Chichi, chichi!
The densely packed genetic warriors were directly torn apart by the blade glow, their blood spraying into the air, falling like rain.
And the bodies of these genetic warriors also fell to the ground, motionless, devoid of life.
At this moment, Ye Ling's complexion turned pale, and a sense of powerlessness surged in his heart.
Looking at the large group of genetic warriors in front of him, Ye Ling's heart was filled with an intense sense of helplessness.
He hadn't expected that the strength of these three hundred genetic warriors would be so formidable, to the point of being extremely vicious!
Their combat ability was not simply a matter of one plus one equating to more than two!
The combined might of three hundred genetic warriors could completely match that of a high-ranking expert at the Heavenly Being realm.
"I refuse to believe that I can't deal with you lot today!"
Ye Ling growled lowly, and at that moment, the spiritual energy in his body whirled crazily.
Behind him appeared an infinite and awe-inspiring golden dragon!
The golden dragon raised its head and roared furiously, its sound waves rolling about, making the ears of the surrounding Mu Clan martial artists feel like they were about to shatter!
Ye Ling's lips slightly curled into a smile, as he surged into the sky, his arms trembling, pouring his immense spiritual power into the demon blade in his hands.
Humm!
Ye Ling's body vibrated slightly, a golden halo flickering uncertainly on the edge of the demon blade.
But then, a cluster of bright green light brimming with vigorous vitality instantly enveloped Ye Ling's wounded body.
It was the Dao Tree of Heaven!
The power of the Dao Tree of Heaven was helping Ye Ling heal his injuries.
Streams of green light wrapped around Ye Ling's body, quickly healing his wounds, and in the blink of an eye, he was as good as new!
Ye Ling looked at the condition of his body and nodded to himself, feeling considerably relieved.
"Kill!"
Ye Ling held the Jihe Blade and roared furiously.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
The Jihe Blade swung, each slash more fierce and more powerful than the last!
Drops of blood dripped from the demonic blade, and the ground had long turned into a pool of scarlet blood!
Thud, thud!
One after another, the genetic soldiers, along with the martial artists of the Mu and Xiang clans, all lay on the ground!
In just a few short minutes, the entire square was left with only Ye Ling standing, drenched in blood!
The terrifying scene was enough to send shivers down one's spine.
Mu Ran watched with a vacant gaze, his heart pounding wildly, nearly leaping out of his throat, fear flickering deep within his eyes.
Ye Ling was truly terrifying, a veritable devil, horrendous to behold!
How could he become so fearsome, he was just supposed to be an ordinary high-level Emperor Realm warrior, wasn't he?
How could he possess such horrific combat power!
Could it be that he had been hiding his true strength all this time!
Just thinking about it made Mu Ran feel an urge to vomit blood.
Ye Ling's emotionless eyes fixated onto Mu Ran and Xiang Qiankun as he said coldly.
"How would you two prefer to die?"
Hearing Ye Ling's words, Mu Ran's body jolted, chilling him to the core from his feet to his head!
Xiang Qiankun, however, let out a disdainful snort and said with a ridiculing laugh.
"Just you? You want to kill us? Are you dreaming?"
"Brother Mu, quickly bring out the artifact the Wo Country people gave us!"
Hearing this, Mu Ran's eyes suddenly lit up, and the terror in his heart instantly vanished.