Chapter 425
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"Damn it! You've gone too far! "
"At most, we'll die together! Burning Wrath of the Heavens! "Heng roared.
Immediately after, all the flames on the Blazing Lion's body began to condense.
Its body also began to turn into nothingness. Its entire body began to fall apart and turned into golden flames.
The golden flames first condensed into a small fireball at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was like a small burning sun.
"Heng! You madman, are you crazy? "Seeing this, Xue Lang quickly retreated a dozen steps before daring to stop.
"Hahaha … Even if I die, I'll take you with me!" Heng said with a fierce expression.
"Boom!"
The small sun suddenly exploded. A dazzling fireball with a diameter of dozens of meters burned everything within range.
This naturally included the Greedy Flame Wolf and the Evil Eye Hell Tiger. The entire ground was burned until it was as smooth as a mirror.
A semi-circular pit with a diameter of about 50 meters appeared in front of everyone. Everything within range turned into ashes!
"Pu!"
The three of them spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time.
Xue Lang stared at Heng with a face full of hatred. He gritted his teeth and said, "Madman Zhang, so what if you don't have your battle spirit? How can you fight me in this state?"
After saying this, a red storm suddenly condensed in Xue Lang's hand. A blood-red slender blade appeared in his hand.
This was his spirit weapon — Red Wind Blade!
"I want to see how you'll stop me without your battle spirit!" Xue Lang roared and charged at Heng.
Heng stood up shakily. He could no longer hold the heavy blade in his hand. Even his arms were trembling.
"Slash Flow …" Heng wanted to use all his strength to use his spirit weapon technique, but it was ruthlessly interrupted.
A red storm of sword qi directly sent the Blazing Saber in Heng's hand flying, turning it into spirit light and dissipating.
Heng's spirit power and stamina were completely exhausted. His spirit weapon could no longer be maintained and dissipated.
However, he still didn't beg for mercy. He raised his fist and charged at Xue Lang.
"You're courting death!"
Xue Lang directly used the back of his blade to slap his face, mercilessly knocking him to the ground. Then, he stepped on his face.
Suddenly, a black fog appeared behind him, and a sharp saber light attacked his back.
Xue Lang glanced back and sneered, "Little girl, don't waste your energy. I'm a rank three origin martial artist. You can't hurt me!"
The End Of Summer, who was in the black fog, revealed a strange smile and said indifferently, "That may not be true!"
The dagger in her hand was a simple silver color, and there were complicated patterns on it.
The dazzling sunlight shone through the strange silver blade, and the reflected light was abnormally dazzling. Blood Wave subconsciously blocked his eyes.
Suddenly, he thought to himself, 'Oh no, this looks like a mithril dagger!'
This was an extremely rare ancient material. Its sharpness could cut through iron like mud!
Not to mention rank 3 origin martial artists, they could directly break through his defense!
"Shua!"
The mithril dagger pierced through Bloodwave's incomparably tough skin and went in by more than a few inches!
"Damn it! I really underestimated you! " Blood Wave grabbed The End Of Summer's neck and lifted her up.
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