Bab 667: Chapter 663: One Strike of the Sword Changes the Colors of Heaven and Earth! Astonishing Combat Power Annihilates Rakshasa_1
The Rakshasa God, like a mountainous giant, swung the Demon Scythe, bringing with it a sky full of evil energy as he charged forward.
Behind him, the twelve fierce arms of the Rakshasa Avatar waved their fists.
Luo Yu was clad in the Seven-colored Dragon King Armor.
A divine light flickered in his eyes.
He wielded the Nine Heavens Execution Sword.
With one swing, the six blood-colored Soul Rings wrapped around it, gilded with gold, merged into one in an instant.
Turning into a dazzling Colored-Golden Soul Ring.
All of it was imbued into the sword.
"Boom!"
"Seven Rings as one."
"One sword to slay gods!"
Luo Yu's voice, neither joyous nor sorrowful, was cold and unparalleled.
With one slash, the heavens changed.
Rip!
The sky, shrouded in evil energy, was torn open by a massive gap.
The spatial turbulence became visible to all.
"This… this…"
Tang Chen's scalp tingled; he had yet to recover from the shock of Luo Yu's Twin Martial Souls.
When he witnessed such a scene.
"The sword has not yet arrived, but merely the sword's momentum can tear through space?"
"What kind of power is this?"
Tang Chen began to talk incoherently, his lips trembling ceaselessly.
Bi Bidong and the other two women's pupils dilated, their eyes reflecting only their beloved.
Reflecting that astonishing sword.
"Danger!!"
That was the only thought left in the Rakshasa God's mind.
His emotions were like a roller coaster.
He thought he had victory in his grasp, soon to sever Luo Yu with a swing of the scythe and have the Avatar's fists shatter him.
Who would have thought a Martial Soul would emerge suddenly?
Twin Martial Souls were already surprising enough, and it was reasonable for the Martial Soul to have a peculiar aura, but could the Soul Rings even merge into one?
Now, he had no time to think because the majestic sword light had already traversed heaven and earth.
Carrying immense sword might, it struck close by.
"Damn it, I won't lose!"
"I can't possibly lose!"
The Rakshasa God's eyes turned blood-red, his skin cracked inch by inch, blood, Divine Power, and Divine Spirit, all three combined to their utmost limit.
The Avatar's scythe attacked the sword light at the same time.
"Boom!"
Cold steel clashed.
It seemed as if nothing was left between heaven and earth but that singular streak of sword light, the only sword light.
It was so brilliant.
Even Ultimate Douluos like Bi Bidong and others, with their cultivation level, were blinded momentarily by the light generated from the collision.
The thunderous explosion spread at random.
Like thunder from the Nine Heavens.
As they were blinded, everyone's eardrums trembled, temporarily deafened.
"Terrifying."
"Too terrifying."
Tang Chen was now in utter chaos, shocked to the extreme.
He no longer knew what to say.
Bi Bidong was biting her lip tightly, only she knew the extent of the shock in her heart.
Brother Yu actually had a backup plan.
So strong.
She remembered it hadn't been many years since the man gave up the body of the Beast God to rebuild, so how could he have attained the power to slay gods so quickly?
"Rumble!"
The eardrums of the crowd kept trembling, nothing but a piercing white light filled their sight.
The Sea God's Trident strove to release golden light, protecting everyone while also trembling.
As if excited by the sensing of its master's immense power.
Gradually, the noise began to fade away, and the light weakened.
Bi Bidong and the others hurriedly looked up.
Eager to know who had the upper hand just now.
When they saw the scene in the sky clearly, everyone was stunned.
A gigantic fissure was torn in the sky, and within the black cracks, endless spatial turbulence could be seen.
Filled with danger and great terror.
The fissure was gradually healing, and on each side stood a figure.
Luo Yu was draped in the Seven-colored Dragon King Armor, holding the Nine Heavens Execution Sword, standing valiantly in the air.
His aura might have waned, but his eyes were more domineering than ever.
Like a Celestial King descending upon the world.
On the opposite side was the Rakshasa God, with his mountain-like divine physique.
Covered in the purple Asura God Attire, he clutched two Demons Scythes tightly in his hands, the Rakshasa Avatar terrifying and ferocious behind him.
"A draw?"
Tang Chen vigorously rubbed his eyes, feeling extremely astonished.
He had thought that with that sword slash, the Rakshasa God was certain to die.
Wait a minute!
Tang Chen suddenly paused in his thoughts and revealed a bitter smile.
Since when did he have so much confidence in Luo Yu?
What kind of illusion was it, to think that Luo Yu had the ability to take down the Rakshasa God with a single move? That was just a joke.
He felt it wasn't his fault; it was simply that Luo Yu's strength was too freakishly abnormal.
"An even match, then."
Bossi murmured, feeling regret in his heart.
In his mind, his own man was certain to win.
Bi Bidong consoled, "That Rakshasa God has already used all his tricks. It's already very impressive that Brother Yu is not at a disadvantage now. I presume the fight won't go on."
"The Rakshasa God will surely seek peace and propose cooperation with Brother Yu."
In the sky, the Rakshasa God asked:
"What kind of sword is this?"
"The sword to cut you down," Luo Yu responded coldly.
The Rakshasa God laughed, "I acknowledge your strength, we can cooperate now."
"If we continue fighting, we'll only end up both injured."
"All I'll lose is just an avatar, while you'll lose your life."
"Oh?"
Luo Yu's lips curled upwards.
"What gives you the illusion that you can fight me to a standstill?"
"You doubt my ability?" the Rakshasa God's face twisted fiercely as he roared ferociously.
"Shh!"
Luo Yu nonchalantly smiled with disdain.
"Enough, stop pretending."
Lowering his gaze.
He raised his longsword and lightly flicked the blade.
His lips parted.
He softly uttered a word.
"Shatter!"
Bi Bidong and the others looked on blankly, not understanding Luo Yu's meaning.
But the color drained from the Rakshasa God's face in the sky.
His aura rapidly declined, like a deflating balloon.
"Crack crack crack!"
The sound of shattering echoed, and his Divine Armament covering his body broke into pieces, leaving behind sword marks everywhere.
Thick and numerous.
The Rakshasa Avatar behind him.
All twelve arms broke off at their roots, the energy collapsing, dissipating into the void.
Even the two Demon Scythes he held in his hands silently broke, plummeting towards the ground, stirring up a large cloud of dust on impact.
Armor shards fluttered through the air, the Rakshasa Avatar dissipating into black mist.
The colossal body of the Rakshasa God was exposed to the outside world.
"Sss sss sss!"
His skin tore open with countless gashes, as if he were a shattered porcelain, and blood spurted out like fountains, staining the earth.
Luo Yu's armor quickly dimmed, a sweet taste in his throat, a burning sensation throughout his insides.
Every meridian in his body screamed in tearing pain.
But he still stood tall in the void, his dark eyes deep, his expression indifferent.
He coldly looked ahead.
"Rakshasa."
"You've lost."
Luo Yu's voice wasn't loud, but it contained an indescribable charm that echoed throughout the land.
Bi Bidong and the two other women were mesmerized.
"He won."
"Our own man actually won."
"He slashed the once invincible Rakshasa God to such a wretched state with a single sword stroke?"
Bossi's beautiful eyes were misty.
Her mouth slightly open.
"With a mortal's body, he shattered the gods."
"Brother Yu's combat power is unprecedented. There will probably be no one like him in the future, right?"
Tang Chen trembled all over.
"Divine skill, truly a divine skill."
"With Luo Yu reigning over the human world, who else would dare claim supremacy?"
It was thought that Ultimate Douluo was the pinnacle of humanity, but now it seems that Ultimate Douluo is as weak as an ant in front of Luo Yu.
He could be crushed effortlessly.
"Brother Yu is still just a Titled Douluo," Bi Bidong murmured.
A thunderous revelation exploded in Tang Chen's mind, buzzing loudly.
"Yes, he's still just a Titled Douluo..."
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