Chapter 653
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Laden felt like everything was completely inconceivable.
The Blood Star Flying Sword was his most powerful attack, but it had been absorbed by a mirror and then reflected back at him?
His attack had been reflected back at him?
The flying sword was extremely fast, and it was imbued with the power to seal off space.
After a brief moment of shock, Laden still managed to dodge in the nick of time.
The Blood Star Flying Sword sliced through his arm with the power to slice through heaven and earth before slicing off one of his arms, upon which it was reduced to particles even smaller than molecules.
"Who the hell are you?!"
Laden roared with shock and rage as he stared at the man who had suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Ze.
This man was none other than An Lin, who had instructed Tina to teleport him to Xiao Ze using her spatial skipping technique!
"Who am I?" A faint smile appeared on An Lin's face as he looked up at the Blood Tribe mighty figure in the sky with a disdainful expression. "I am your daddy!"
Everyone instantly fell silent.
Xiao Ze's mouth gaped open, the Flying Sword God's face convulsed, and all of the students and soldiers on the city wall drew a sharp intake of breath. There was only one thought in their minds. What a bad * ss to speak to an enemy at the Return to Void Pinnacle Stage like this!
Laden burst into laughter from rage. "A mere Soul Formation Stage cultivator dares to challenge me just because he has some kind of powerful treasure? Very well … I'll make you experience something even more terrifying than death. I'll extract your soul and torture it for a hundred thousand years! "
Xiao Ze also came to his senses at this moment. "Master, what are you doing here? It's dangerous! My defensive prowess is extremely powerful, so I'll just hold on until reinforcements from the Celestial Court arrive. Hurry up and go back! "
He wasn't an idiot. After following An Lin for so long, he knew that An Lin's true cultivation base was only at the Soul Formation Stage.
Xiao Ze didn't know how his master, who had once stood at the pinnacle of all stars, had become like this. However, he knew that he couldn't let his master take any risks in his current state!
"Go back?" An Lin shook his head with a faint smile. "I'm not going back! I'm your master! How can I just stand by and watch as my disciple gets beaten up? "
Xiao Ze's expression faltered, and tears welled up in his eyes as he looked at An Lin.
He looked at the figure in white standing in front of him and felt that he was becoming taller and taller. The sense of security of being protected by an elder surged into his heart. It was an indescribable warmth.
Even the students and soldiers on Netherworld City were in awe. They were all moved by this scene of deep love between a master and his disciple.
"Hey, when you're acting tough, can you put me away first? I can't reflect any moves right now. If you keep blindly swinging me outside, I'll break! "A crisp and tender voice rang out at an untimely time.
An Lin: "…"
The Vermilion Bird Mirror really was the destroyer of the atmosphere. It had taken them so much effort to create such a high-class atmosphere, but it was instantly ruined.
An Lin silently stowed the mirror away into his storage ring before pulling out his Evil-Slaying Sword, upon which the unique aura of a Sword Immortal burst forth.
A disdainful smile appeared on Laden's face as he sensed An Lin's aura. "Ignorant b * stard, do you really think you can hurt me?"
"How did you break your arm?" An Lin chuckled.
Laden faltered upon hearing this, as if he had choked on his words.
"Hmph!" Laden harrumphed coldly, and his flesh squirmed as a brand new arm suddenly extended from the gash. "My arm is not severed! It's just temporarily gone. "
An Lin: "…"
All the onlookers: "…"
Boss, is it really okay for you to be twisting words and forcing logic? You're lying through your teeth!
Laden didn't waste any more words as he unleashed a palm toward An Lin.
This palm was extremely fast, and it was as if the entire sky could collapse under its power.
An Lin didn't even have a chance to think about evading before his body was struck by the palm, and he was instantly sent flying for close to ten kilometers.
"Master!" Xiao Ze let loose a cry of surprise before letting loose an enraged roar as his massive dragon body rose into the sky.
Laden's speed was even faster, and he unleashed another palm to slam the black dragon into the ground.
"Hmm? That palm of mine is clearly capable of wounding even a Return to Void Stage mighty figure! How is that human still alive? "Laden no longer looked at Xiao Ze. Instead, he was staring at the figure flying toward him in the distance with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Blood trickled down the corners of An Lin's lips. His body of the War God was still unable to withstand the power of that palm.
Laden was a mighty figure at the Return to Void Pinnacle Stage, and his palm was imbued with the power of the divine dao from the blood star behind him, thereby making it extremely fearsome.
In the face of such a fearsome mighty figure, An Lin didn't choose to back down. If he did, Xiao Ze could very well be the one to die in the next second!
He smeared the blood from the corners of his lips onto the blade of his Evil-Slaying Sword as a pair of wings materialized on his back, and he abruptly pounced toward Laden.
The holy blood was his last hope. He hoped that it would be able to either poison or purify this powerful Blood Tribe mighty figure to death.
"Why are there so many unkillable cockroaches?" Laden's brows furrowed as he pointed two fingers toward An Lin. A crimson crimson sword materialized in the air, and the space around it began to crack open as a dazzling crimson light illuminated the night sky.
Blood Star Flying Sword! This was a killing technique that was powerful enough to slay Return to Void Final Stage mighty figures!
He had wanted to use this technique to kill Xiao Ze, but who would have thought that it would be used by An Lin?
This time, he was going to use this sword strike to completely kill An Lin in order to clear his mind and wipe away the humiliation he had suffered!
An Lin's heart rate accelerated as his instincts told him that he would die if he were to be struck by that sword strike head-on!
There was no time … There was no time to get close to him …
An Lin cursed in his heart. Why did this Blood Tribe mighty figure like to attack from afar so much?
Couldn't he carry on the tradition of vampires and pounce on me at the slightest provocation?
There was no way that he could let him have a taste of holy blood if he did that!
In the face of the threat of death, An Lin's mind raced as he suddenly thought of a certain spell technique, and he glared at Laden.
A mystical ripple pierced through the air before instantly acting on Laden's body.
Laden's lips twitched imperceptibly as an extremely terrifying feeling welled up in his stomach.
Why is this happening? What the f * ck is this feeling?
He soon realized what this feeling was. He was going to f * cking diarrhea!
That's right, An Lin had unleashed a Make You Poo Technique on Laden! This was a spell technique that ignored all defenses and had a one hundred percent accuracy rate!
"What did you do to me? Why am I getting this f * cking feeling?!" Boundless killing intent erupted from Laden's eyes as he became agitated. Pfff! Something seemed to have exploded …
This explosion caused even his blood sword to tremor for an instant.
Everyone on Huang Quan City was watching the battle between An Lin and Laden with a tense expression. However, none of them thought that the terrifyingly powerful Laden's bottom would suddenly explode, and some kind of unknown liquid stained his robe.
Everyone fell silent.
They felt like they had just witnessed something inconceivable, but they chose to remain silent because it was too inconceivable …
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