(Author's note: the last chapter should have ended with King of Swords, not Warlord. It has been corrected.)
"Tsk!"
Zhan Wang snorted disdainfully at Ferrard's father-daughter reunion, as well as the Blade King's righteous support. He then turned around and left, not even sparing a glance at Xiao Luo, who was lying on the ground in a severely injured state.
He had only taken three steps when he stopped. A strange aura came from behind him. It was chilling, as if the gates of hell had been opened.
When the Battle King turned around to look, his face fell into deep astonishment …
He mumbled to himself in disbelief, "How could something like this happen?"
Xiao Luo had already stood up, but his appearance had changed drastically. His skin was white from head to toe, and his clothes were tattered and fluttering in the wind. His long white hair was also fluttering in the wind. His eyes were red and bloodthirsty. Whether it was his fingernails or toenails, they were all black, and they looked especially dark against his white skin. He was skinny, but he had grown to more than two meters tall.
He stood there quietly, and there was no pressure coming from him at all. He was just like a normal person, but the strange atmosphere was suffocating.
The members of the Light Tribe stared at him in shock, and their eyes could not help but twitch.
What was going on?
How did the surviving member of the Xiao Family turn into such a strange person?
They were not the only ones wondering. The Duck Emperor was also shocked. While he still looked like Xiao Luo, this white-skinned person was like a Shura from hell. There was a strange and eerie aura coming from him.
"Eh? Isn't this the form that the leader of the Xiao Family had when he went berserk? How can this kid turn into such a form? "King of Swords frowned.
After the initial shock, King of Thunder laughed and said, "This is interesting. Warlord, weren't you very arrogant? Go on, continue to fight with him! "
After being mocked mercilessly by Warlord, he could not wait to see Warlord make a fool of himself so that he could add insult to injury.
"Gulp ~"
Curisa swallowed her saliva with difficulty. She was sweating profusely as she mumbled to herself, "What kind of monster is that? Could he be the reincarnation of the leader of the Xiao Clan?"
From beginning to end, the Sword King had been watching indifferently from the sidelines, calm and composed. But at this moment, an unnatural expression appeared on his face that was as cold as frost, and his eyes also became serious.
The Battle King stared at Xiao Luo for a while. He rubbed his nose and asked with a smile, "Xiao Luo, what form are you in?"
Xiao Luo didn't say a word. His scarlet eyes stared straight at him.
"What's wrong? Have you lost consciousness and can't communicate normally?"
The Battle King chuckled. The battle intent that he had restrained surged out of his body once again. It was wrapped in a beast-like killing intent as his smile turned sinister. "Since that's the case, even if I cut off your head, I'm afraid you won't dodge."
"Do you know how to dodge? Answer me, Xiao Luo!!! "
Xue Sha roared in his throat. Zhan Wang suddenly burst into action. His expression was deranged, and he charged toward Xiao Luo like a wild Demonic Beast. The long sword in his hand, which was full of cracks, slashed through the air with lightning speed, aiming for Xiao Luo's neck.
"Goddamn kid, dodge!"
The Duck Emperor screamed. If the sword landed, then his head would really fall off.
Xiao Luo stood where he was, motionless. It was as if he had lost the ability to respond to the outside world. Just as the Battle King's sword was about to land on his neck, he finally moved. He raised his white, demon-like hand and grabbed with all five of his fingers.
"Clang ~"
He intercepted the attack accurately. The long sword landed on his palm, and there was a melodious sound of metal clashing.
The Battle King's eyes almost popped out as he stared at what was happening in front of him in shock. 'This guy … caught my sword with his bare hands?'
At this moment, time seemed to have stopped. Everyone's eyes were wide open as they stared in shock. Fear spread through their bodies as if they had seen a ghost. Their faces were deathly pale, and there was a trembling voice in their hearts that kept muttering: Impossible … Impossible …
'He caught the Battle King's sword with his bare hands?'
'How is this possible?' 'What kind of joke is this?'
Curisa was sweating profusely. Her hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably. In the end, even her entire body was shaking.
"What the f * ck! This can't be real, right?!"
The Thunder King's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he cursed. As one of the Four Kings, he knew the Battle King's strength the best. He was a primordial beast from the ancient times. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a battle maniac. How could someone catch an attack from a maniac like that with their bare hands? But now, someone was doing it, and he had even managed to stop the attack. It was unimaginable.
The Duck Emperor was dumbfounded and could not say a word.
"Roar!"
An inhuman roar could be heard as Xiao Luo kicked the Battle King in the chest.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Battle King's body was smashed into the walls of the crater like a cannonball. The walls of the crater that were made of mud crumbled as if they were made of paper. He penetrated through dozens of meters of mud and left a deep, dark hole in the wall of the crater. Sand and dust could be seen rising from the hole.
Xiao Luo threw away the Battle King's sword and turned into a bolt of white lightning as he dashed into the ground with his murderous intent.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two began to fight again in the ground. The ground was collapsing inch by inch as roars could be heard from within.
In a short while, the Battle King broke out from the ground. Just like Xiao Luo, he was forced out from the ground. He was covered in mud and dust as he flew into the air. Xiao Luo flew out at almost the same time. He opened his right hand and grabbed onto the Battle King's face like an octopus. He then pushed the Battle King down from the sky.
Boom!
Mud and stones were sent flying, and a crater with a diameter of about 100 meters was created.
It was the same trick, the same skill. An eye for an eye!
"Xiao Luo …"
The Battle King came back to his senses. He was enraged, and his eyes were filled with coldness. But before he could do anything, Xiao Luo stomped on his head.
Boom!
With that stomp, the crater was instantly enlarged by dozens of meters. Half of the Battle King's head was buried in the ground, and blood was everywhere. He could not fight back at all under Xiao Luo's stomp.
Powerful, domineering, and merciless!
The members of the Light Tribe were trembling in fear. Xiao Luo had struck fear into their souls. The same was true for the Duck Emperor. He was too merciless.
At this time, Xiao Luo extended his palm toward the Battle King. In the center of his palm, a dark, blood-red energy was ready to be unleashed. The Spiritual Qi in the surroundings began to surge, and a destructive aura swept across the entire area.
"Merciless, huh?"
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