Chapter 457: Chapter 457: End of Titled Douluo
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"Damn it! Damn it! How did it end up like this!"
After leaving the battlefield, Blood Dragon Douluo flew rapidly in a certain direction. But his pale face, as frosty as snow, was twisted and contorted with bulging veins. His eyes, filled with malevolence, were bloodshot.
He never expected that he would also have a day of fleeing in shame.
As a Titled Douluo, the pinnacle existence in the world of spirit masters, this was a tremendous disgrace!
But he had no other choice!
He alone was unable to suppress that demon, and staying in the battle meant risking his own life!
So, he had to abandon his subordinates.
Those were Spirit Douluo-level subordinates! To lose them like this was a huge loss for the Holy Spirit Church! But under the present circumstances, there was no other option. They had to leave someone behind to stall that demon for a moment; otherwise, it would be difficult to escape his pursuit!
[Notes: The Holy Spirit Church is also called as Holy Ghost Church.]
Blood Dragon Douluo hated himself for this! His face twisted in fury as he cursed internally. Selling out his subordinates and fleeing was a shameful act, especially as a Titled Douluo.
"This damned brat!" Unable to control his emotions, Blood Dragon Douluo couldn't help but curse in anger. He wished he could dismember this person who had brought him such shame to alleviate his humiliation.
However, he was helpless against the person who had fallen to madness.
Helpless indeed. His own strength was not enough to deal with this demon. He needed to report to the headquarters first. If there was still time, he would gather a few people to capture this demon.
That's what Blood Dragon Douluo thought, but he knew that it might already be too late.
In that case, he would leave this trouble to the people of the Martial Spirit Hall, hehehe~
Maybe he could even take along another Titled Douluo to accompany him in death!
With this thought in mind, Blood Dragon Douluo's mood improved significantly. A sinister smile crept across his lips, forming an eerie expression.
After all, this berserk individual, who had lost his sanity and knew only destruction, would inevitably go on a rampage and wreak havoc on the continent. The Martial Spirit Hall couldn't just let him be. They would definitely kill him.
Although this demon was powerful, he still wouldn't be a match for the mighty Martial Spirit Hall.
Blood Dragon Douluo could already envision the scene; this madman being surrounded and killed by several Titled Douluo from the Martial Spirit Hall, with one of them sacrificially holding the line. Such a plot was simply too perfect.
But he hadn't been happy for long before Blood Dragon Douluo's mood turned cold.
Because danger had already signaled its warning in his heart! He sensed that terrifying aura rapidly approaching from behind him.
How was this possible!
How could his speed be so fast? Has he caught up?
Damn it! Those two useless fellows couldn't even buy me some time, damn it!
Blood Dragon Douluo was shocked and inwardly cursed. As a Titled Douluo with a Dragon-type Martial Spirit, he was not only formidable in attack, but also extremely fast. Yet even so, his pursuer had caught up with him.
He couldn't help but glance back, and his eyes instantly contracted.
It was an incredibly terrifying sight!
From a hundred meters behind him, an ocean of black mist surged like a storm blowing in from the netherworld, sweeping toward him. This menacing aura was akin to horror, bringing despair, as if it would annihilate the city.
Damn it! What kind of monster is this!
Blood Dragon Douluo found it hard to believe in the strength of this demon. Indeed, it was the right choice not to confront him head-on.
Reluctant or rather fearful of battling this demon, Blood Dragon Douluo even unleashed spirit skills that could enhance his strength and speed, giving his all to try and escape from this monster behind him.
But how could his speed compare to the speed of the wind?
Before long, not only did Blood Dragon Douluo fail to shake off this demon, but the distance between them also became increasingly close.
"Hehehe, I finally caught up to you!"
An eerie cold laughter echoed in his ears, causing Blood Dragon Douluo's entire body to stand on end, with cold sweat oozing from his forehead.
He turned his head and saw countless black swords, suspended in the sky, each sword pointed straight at him.
The feeling of being targeted by thousands of swords made his scalp tingle!
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
In the next moment, the sound of breaking through the air erupted as countless sword edges, akin to bullets, swept towards Blood Dragon Douluo's direction.
Boom boom boom!
Swords formed from spirit power plunged into the ground, immediately erupting into explosive storms that stirred up terrifying winds.
This scene of energy explosions, like missiles raining down, was extremely shocking, awe-inspiring, and made one's scalp tingle.
"Hahahaha, all of you shall die!"
Crazed Zeng Yi's eyes flickered with a twisted madness. His body, with a pair of pitch-black wind wings outstretched from his back, hovered in the sky, watching the relentless bombardment on the ground, his laughter distorting his face.
Roar~
At this moment, amidst the energy storm pouring down on the ground, a ferocious dragon's roar rang out.
"Don't get too proud! Don't think I'm scared of you!" A furious shout resounded, and the smoke scattered to reveal Blood Dragon Douluo's figure.
His robe was slightly disheveled, but it didn't affect him much. As a Titled Douluo, his previous attack methods couldn't harm him.
However, this only further enraged him. Blood Dragon Douluo didn't plan to flee anymore; he wanted to fight head-on and prove that no Titled Douluo could be humiliated!
In reality, he knew very well that he couldn't outrun this person. Therefore, he had no choice but to fight reluctantly.
One couldn't just stand still and let the other person attack without retaliating, could they?
The nine spirit rings surrounding his body radiated a dazzling light as his formidable spirit power stirred, creating a terrifying hurricane, fully displaying the strength of a Titled Douluo.
Martial Spirit True Body! Scarlet Blood Dragon!
Without hesitation, Blood Dragon Douluo released his seventh spirit skill, the Martial Spirit True Body which is also called as Martial Spirit Avatar.
Ferocious and fierce, the roar of a furious dragon resounded through the heavens and earth. In an instant, Blood Dragon Douluo transformed into a hundred-zhang-long scarlet dragon, with a wide and ferocious mouth, flying towards the shadow in the sky.
[Domain: Blood Spirit Purgatory!]
Blood Dragon Douluo released his domain skill, and invisible power rapidly spread in all directions. In an instant, an area of several hundred meters was shrouded in a crimson mist, exuding a scent of death.
Ice melted, the earth was corroded, and all creatures within this space were corrupted and perished. It was a lifeless realm!
However, Zeng Yi, having been altered by his inner demons, was no longer the same as before. Blood Dragon Douluo's domain was no longer enough to suppress him. Instead, his own domain had been suppressed.
Now, the only thing his domain skill could do was enhance his own strength.
As a martial spirit of the beast category, using the Martial Spirit Avatar could indeed make his attacks even more powerful. Not only that, his defensive capabilities also greatly increased.
But there was one drawback: his giant size made him somewhat clumsy.
However, Blood Dragon Douluo was a dragon, even if not of pure bloodline, he could still display an agile figure in the sky.
With the body of a dragon, he fought against the madman in the sky for over ten moves. For a moment, they seemed equally matched, making it difficult to tell who would emerge victorious.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The mad laughter of the berserk Zeng Yi and the furious roar of the blood dragon resounded as every collision stirred up a horrific storm, resonating through the heavens and earth. The weighty sensation even caused the ground to tremble.
After dozens of exchanges, Blood Dragon Douluo began to feel sluggish. On the contrary, his opponent's attacks became increasingly ferocious, showing no signs of exhaustion as they fought.
The scarlet dragon's body was already covered in wounds, with even the horn on its dragon head being severed.
Yet Zeng Yi's aura remained undiminished as if he had no intention of stopping. Blood flowed from his injuries, but his face still held a madness, repeatedly swinging the sword in his hands.
Blood Dragon Douluo couldn't help but feel a sense of fear. Compared to himself, the other party seemed like a beast without pain, incapable of feeling pain. This ferocious assault was something he couldn't bear!
Moreover, his own domain had been suppressed by his opponent.
He was stronger than himself!
Continuing this battle would result in his death!
After many years, Blood Dragon Douluo had forgotten how it felt to fear death until now.
Roar!
The blood dragon forcefully repelled the madman, its dragon roar shaking the heavens. With its ferocious mouth, filled with an expression of pain, it condensed terrifying spirit power.
In the next moment, a scorching dragon's breath was exhaled.
The terrifying energy beam cascaded towards Zeng Yi's location, containing powers that caused the surrounding space to distort. The scorching heat generated the smell of burnt air.
Even the ground below was sliced open, leaving behind a long trench.
Without any regrets, if this breath hit a town, that town would be reduced to ruins!
The scorching and terrifying dragon's breath was fast, heading straight for its target. In an instant, it engulfed Zeng Yi's body.
Blood Dragon Douluo witnessed this scene, feeling a sense of satisfaction. Even if he didn't die, he would be severely injured!
This crazy dog was indeed strong, but he had one flaw: excessive self-confidence and a tendency to arrogantly withstand attacks rather than dodge them.
However, the next second, Blood Dragon Douluo sensed something was wrong. He watched as his dragon's breath was split into two, rushing towards different directions at an alarming speed in his direction.
How was this possible!
Blood Dragon Douluo was shocked. His dragon's breath had actually been forcefully resisted by this demon, and he had even been cut open, rapidly charging towards his own position.
"Ah ah ah ah ——"
Zeng Yi, with a twisted face, cried out loudly as both his hands firmly held the blood dragon's jaws, desperately tearing and trying to rip apart this huge blood dragon.
However, in human form, he seemed too small compared to the giant dragon.
But he was unwilling to admit defeat. With a roar akin to a wild beast, his furious spirit power condensed into a pair of pitch-black giant hands.
In the sky, these colossal black hands tightly gripped the blood dragon's upper and lower jaws, constantly ripping outward.
The blood dragon wailed in pain, with its foul-smelling mouth let out a tortured and pitiful cry. The pain of being torn apart made its massive body writhe, trying to shake off this madman.
A violent wind began to gather, swirling clouds, as a black storm surrounded the blood dragon's body. In an instant, a gigantic pitch-black tornado appeared in the sky, encompassing the heavens and earth.
In this terrifying storm, Blood Dragon Douluo felt as if his body had been sliced by countless swords. He screamed in agony, even his Spirit Avatar starting to become illusory.
"Hahahaha—
Crazy Zeng Yi burst into laughter; his giant hands, which had been magnified, released the blood dragon's jaws, returning to their original form.
[Ronin Sword] manifested, Zeng Yi gripped its hilt with his right hand and drew the sword.
Clang!
At that moment, silence fell upon the world, with only the cold sound of the sword ringing out!
A cold red light flashed by, staining the originally silver-white sword of [Ronin Sword] with blood-red, turning it into a bloodthirsty demonic sword!
Within the pitch-black tornado storm, following a flash of blood moonlight, everything fell silent!
The storm erupted upon the ground, stirring up a terrifying aura akin to a tsunami. Flying sand and rolling rocks roared as the storm ceased.
When everything returned to calm, a massive crater already existed on the ground, akin to a meteor fallen from the sky, forming a shocking scene!
In the distance, the two girls who had rushed over were stunned as they witnessed the sight within the enormous crater.
This scene was etched into their memories forever!
At the center of the crater stood a figure with jet-black hair cascading down, obscuring the view of their face.
But in his right hand, he firmly held a blood-colored long sword, the sword gleaming with a chilling light that could almost devour their spirits.
What truly shocked them was the scene of this person, his left hand gripping tightly at someone's throat, raised high above.
And the person being held, whose body was surrounded by nine spirit rings!
That was a Titled Douluo!
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