4960: C4960 The Light of Chaos Lightning

C4960 The Light of Chaos Lightning

Three deafening explosions rang out as the three thousand bolts of chaos lightning collided with the crimson sword.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The dazzling light of the Divine Lightning of Chaos spread in all directions like fireworks.

This space was filled with divine lightning and blood. Divine lightning and blood were flying everywhere, giving off a nauseating stench.

"What other moves do you have?"

At this moment, Chen Shaofan's voice came from the divine lightning.

"You... don't be arrogant!"

"Our Blood Race has the Indestructible Heaven's Technique. How can you break our Indestructible Heaven's Technique with your attack?"

"Today, I will let you die a horrible death!"

The eyes of this Blood Race elder flashed with madness as he roared.

The blood-colored sword in his hand began to spin in a frenzy, and a dazzling red light erupted from it, transforming into five enormous blood-colored swords.

Next, he thrust out his palms, and the five blood-colored divine swords howled toward Chen Shaofan's body.

"Die!"

Chen Shaofan saw that the trajectories of these blood-colored swords were extremely similar to the two sword beams from before, and he instantly guessed what was going on.

An extremely cold smile appeared on his face as he raised his left hand and flicked his finger in front of him.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a golden flame appeared in his left hand, and rushed forward to devour the five blood-red divine swords.

Immediately afterward, his left hand shot forward again, burning the five blood-colored divine swords into ashes.

At this moment, Chen Shaofan raised his right hand and flicked his finger forward.

Five balls of golden flame instantly appeared and flew forward, incinerating the five blood-colored swords.

"Little bastard, don't be too smug! Our Blood Race has the Imperishable Heaven Art! Your attacks can't do anything to us! " The eyes of the Blood Race God elder were filled with wariness as he roared.

He knew that Chen Shaofan had definitely killed all of his people, so he could only stall for time and ask for reinforcements. He hoped that he could escape safely.

"Old dog, you're so long-winded!" Chen Shaofan said coldly.

After saying this, his body expanded and turned into a hundred-yard-tall Chaos Origin True Body.

The aura radiating from his body was many times stronger than before. He waved his hands, turning them into two golden blades that radiated boundless power.

"Die!"

"Junior, I want you dead!"

The elder from the Blood Race cursed as he looked at Chen Shaofan.

He held five blood-colored divine swords in his hand and circulated his bloodline power.

The five divine swords emitted a dazzling light and turned into countless small swords. Like raindrops, they flew toward Chen Shaofan. Each of the small swords carried a powerful blood red power and a strong killing intent, causing the space to distort and collapse.

Wherever these small swords passed, space would shatter inch by inch and everything would be torn apart.

These small swords were extremely fast, and they closed in on Chen Shaofan in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph! Petty tricks!"

The corner of Chen Shaofan's mouth curled upward as he revealed a mocking smile. His eyes were filled with disdain as he raised his left hand and flicked it toward the space in front of him.

"Buzz!"

The sleeve on his arm let out a metallic sound as if it was a golden mirror.

It was emitting a dazzling golden light.

Countless patterns appeared on the surface of the golden mirror. These patterns were like golden dragons coiling around it, exuding a shocking pressure.

When the small blood-colored swords hit the golden mirror, they emitted a deafening sound and a concentrated explosion.

Immediately after, the golden mirror was pierced through. Densely packed cracks appeared, and tiny cracks appeared.

"You... you... you dare to destroy my Blood God Mirror!!!" The elder from the Blood Race roared hysterically when he saw this.

This small blood-colored sword was formed from the power of his bloodline, and it contained the bloodline imprint of the Blood Race Ancestor. If he damaged this treasure, his foundation would be damaged, and his strength would decrease.

This was why the Blood Race Patriarch was so angry.

Although these small swords were destroyed, they didn't disappear.

The symbols and arrays on them hadn't completely disappeared, and they were still shining with a dazzling light.

"Junior, go and die!!!"

The Blood Race elder became even angrier as he looked at the mirror. He formed a seal with his hands and pointed at the mirror.

"Weng ~ ~"

The golden mirror that had been penetrated and shattered once again emitted a brilliant glow. The formations and runes on it became even more brilliant, emitting a blinding bloody glow that swept toward Chen Shaofan.

This light turned into thousands of sharp swords that stabbed toward Chen Shaofan.

"Hmph, trying to trap me with such a petty trick!?"

"Explode!"

Explode! Chen Shaofan's face was full of mockery as he coldly harrumphed.

These blood-colored divine swords were immediately scattered by him, turning into a bloody mist that scattered in all directions.

"What?"

"How... how is this possible?!"

The Blood Race elder was filled with disbelief at this sight.

Seeing this, Chen Shaofan laughed coldly and used the golden Blade of Chaos once more without hesitation.

His palm slammed forward once more.

When the Blood Race saw that a blood sword had formed and was charging towards Chen Shaofeng's position, they could not help but reveal a look of fear.

He did not expect Chen Shaofan to possess such heaven-defying combat strength. This was simply not a combat strength that a human could possess. It was simply too shocking!

"Bam!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"0

The blood-colored sword collided with Chen Shaofan's golden Chaos Saber, resulting in a deafening explosion that felt like the explosion of thunder.

The Blood Race expert felt his arms ache and his blood boil. He was unable to endure this force and was sent flying backward.

Blood seeped out of the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Junior, I want you dead!!!"

"You are merely at the seventh level of the Blood Emperor Realm. How dare you provoke me? You are courting death!" Chen Shaofan coldly shouted.

"Junior, I admit that I underestimated you!!!"

The Blood Tribe expert's eyes flashed with hatred as he gnashed his teeth and spoke, "However, even if you are at the peak of the Ruler-level, you will not be able to block my killing move!"

As he spoke, a monstrous bloody light surged out from his body.

[Mi Gu]

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