* Boom!! *
Faldt's massive body charged towards Lin Sheng as if he had lost control, and was then slammed heavily into the side by the Netherblade.
His massive body fell to the ground like a meteorite.
"Spellword: Retrograde!"
Faldt came to his senses in time and activated his spellword ability. His body suddenly flashed and disappeared, returning to where he was standing before.
This flash allowed him to avoid the Netherblade's subsequent pursuit.
Back at his original spot, Faldt's expression was cold as he gently touched his cheek, where there was a black wound.
"Netherblade … Activating your Assassin's Blade as soon as we meet, you sure are enthusiastic …"
The Netherblade laughed.
The Assassin's Blade was one of his most powerful abilities, and it was the key to him becoming a Netherblade.
This ability allowed him to use any method to fight with the enemy, and there would be a certain probability of a blade attack that was several times stronger than his own strength.
Most of these blade attacks were cutting wounds, and the speed and power were several times that of his own strength. Extremely difficult to deal with.
And it was the power of this ability that allowed him to gradually climb up from the constant slaughter to the peak he was now.
"Faldt, do you remember when you humiliated me many years ago? Weren't you very powerful then? And now? Look at you now? Hahahaha! What a mess! "
The Netherblade laughed out loud.
Faldt sneered, and no longer looked at the Netherblade, but stared at Lin Sheng in the beam of light.
In the hands of the self-proclaimed Saint Emperor was the woman he had once loved deeply, but had left out of guilt, Qing.
He could feel that Qing was not dead yet.
As the Courtier High Priest, Qing naturally wouldn't be killed so easily. She was just gravely injured.
"Hand Qing over to me, and I can forgive your reckless attack without warning." Faldt took a deep breath and calmed his emotions.
"Hand her over to you?" Lin Sheng smiled inexplicably as he raised Qing.
* Hah!! *
Suddenly, his right hand gripped the sword and pierced straight through Qing's neck.
The tip of the sword pierced deep through the back of the neck, bringing with it a large amount of black blood that spilled onto the ground.
Qing's body trembled as she opened her mouth and made a cracking sound.
"You can choose to snatch it back from me. But the prerequisite is that you have the strength to do so. "
Lin Sheng coldly tossed Sunny aside, letting her fall heavily to the ground.
Despite the protection of the white light, Qing was still covered in blood from the fall and was on the verge of death. It looked like he was about to die.
Faldt's body trembled as his eyes quickly turned red, and his emotions were gradually on the brink of collapse.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
He threw his head back and roared.
Bang!!
The Netherblade once again bumped into him from the side.
With a loud hiss, sharp black wounds appeared on Faldt's chest again. Large amounts of blood gushed out of the wound.
"Spell, Heal." He took a few steps back and quickly chanted the spell to heal himself. The injuries on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Alright, don't waste time. Faldt, since you don't intend to surrender, then die here today!"
The Netherblade no longer dragged his feet. The huge crocodile head snapped shut a few times, and the pair of machetes in his hands burst into black flames.
"Kill!!"
He raised his machetes and clashed with Faldt.
Faldt's palms blocked in front of him, as layers of colorful light flickered on his hands, and no one knew how many layers of power he had infused into it.
"Again!!"
The Netherblade's twin blades slashed out consecutively, and it was just a simple move, but it slashed out a series of black lines that circled around Faldt and attacked him continuously.
"If that's the case, then all of you shall die here! Spellword: Skystone Manipulation! "
Faldt spread his arms, as a large number of black beads around him rapidly expanded, and suddenly turned into mermaids with the same upper body and face as him.
These giant mermaids held the same machetes in both hands as they charged forward to engage in melee combat with the Netherblade.
Temporarily holding the Netherblade back, Faldt pointed at Lin Sheng and was about to unleash a spell.
"Too slow!"
A voice suddenly burst out behind him.
Lin Sheng took a step forward, and appeared behind him in a flash of white light.
"Ward of Impact." His index finger gently landed on the back of Faldt's head.
Boom!!!
A huge explosion like a fuel-air bomb blasted out.
The force of the explosion between Lin Sheng and Faldt had even forced the Netherblade away from the shockwave.
"Hundred-Word Curse!"
Faldt staggered a few steps back as blood flowed from the back of his head.
He roared, as the space around him twisted and shimmered, and in an instant, a large number of destructive spellwords of various colors shot out.
In his true form, his strength was more than several times stronger than before.
Just the spellwords alone, he could instantly cast hundreds of them. The power was more than ten times stronger than before.
But it was to no avail.
"Void Form." Lin Sheng's figure moved as he suddenly turned into a translucent state, and disappeared like a flash of lightning.
He was already extremely fast, and after entering the void form, he lost most of his weight, and his speed was even further boosted.
"If that's all you've got, then I'm very disappointed. Faldt. "
Lin Sheng turned into more than a dozen phantoms in the blink of an eye as they quietly floated around Faldt.
Each of the phantoms was constantly flickering, as if they were constantly being refreshed.
Those were the phantoms produced by Lin Sheng's high-speed movement.
"Now, can you tell which one is me?"
"I don't need to. I just need to kill everyone!! "Faldt spread his arms, as a series of colorful spellwords hovered around him.
"Thousand-Word Curse: Thousand Death Spiral!!"
He suddenly waved his arm.
A large amount of colorful light was stirred out by him, and in the blink of an eye, it covered the entire area around him.
Lin Sheng's figure was covered by the colorful light, and in a blink of an eye, all of them disappeared, leaving only the last one who burst out with holy light to block the colorful light.
"Not bad, that's more like it." Lin Sheng's expression was calm.
In this battle, he was avenging his disciple, and at the same time, he was measuring how strong he was at this time.
In theory, his current Saint Power was only at the limit of a Six Winger.
And this was because his physique had been strengthened by the Chaotic Soul Power, and his Saint Power had been enhanced.
But after becoming a Palatinate, he had the Unlimited Conversion ability, and could convert Soul Power into Saint Power without limit in a short period of time.
This caused his total amount of Saint Power to be almost endless.
At the same time, after obtaining the divine artifact, the Dark Wheel, many of his Eighty-Eight Wards could strengthen his body, and increase the output and burst of Saint Power in an instant.
With all these enhancements and enhancements, Lin Sheng's Saint Power realm, which was only at the limit of a Six Winger, was raised to a Palatinate, or even higher.
But even so, the quality and quantity of Saint Power still could not stop Faldt's furious attack at this time.
The Thousand-Word Curse was essentially the power of a thousand of his spellwords superimposed at the same time.
The instantaneous burst of this move was dozens of times stronger than Faldt's previous spellwords.
It was not that a thousand spellwords were necessarily a thousand times stronger than the previous spellwords.
Because the formation of the spellwords needed to absorb the surrounding energy. At the same time, there was actually friction between the spellwords.
So under the influence of various interference, the power of the Thousand-Word Curse was not as strong as imagined.
But for Lin Sheng at this time, it was enough to give him a hard time.
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