Slaying the Lion

Chapter 68 Slaying the Lion

In an instant, Lion Douluo's body swelled several times its original size, transforming into a gigantic golden lion.

It radiated a dazzling light, like a ferocious beast from ancient times.

The Lion Douluo's Martial Soul True Form was incredibly powerful, unleashing the aura of a level 97 Title Douluo without reservation.

Lan Minghua was as small as a chick in front of the Lion Douluo, but his aura was much stronger than that of the behemoth in front of him.

"Ha, is being big useful? It just makes you a bigger target!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blinding sword light erupted from the sky.

A sharp sword aura tore through the air, descending like divine punishment.

The first sword energy fell like a meteor from outer space, carrying boundless pressure and destructive power, and slashed down with a thunderous roar.

Before the sword energy even arrived, the surrounding air was already torn apart, emitting a sharp buzzing sound.

The Lion Douluo looked up at the sky, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he hid himself under his Martial Soul True Body.

"Clang!"

However, in the face of this sword energy, the Lion Douluo's Martial Soul True Body was easily torn apart like thin paper.

The lion's golden mane flew and dissipated in the sword light, and the sword energy suddenly pierced into the lion douluo's body, causing blood to spurt out.

The Lion Douluo's Martial Soul True Form, along with himself, was slammed into the ground by this sword energy.

With a deafening roar, a deep, bottomless ravine was cleaved through the ground, scattering ice and snow everywhere, as if the earth itself was trembling.

The lion Douluo coughed up a mouthful of blood and struggled to his feet on the snow.

At this moment, his pride was completely shattered, and only fear lingered in his heart.

Lan Minghua sneered at the Lion Douluo on the ground, giving him no chance to catch his breath, and the second sword qi followed closely behind.

The second sword energy, like a giant silver dragon, roared as it charged towards Lion Douluo.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was torn apart, forming a visible vacuum channel.

The Lion Douluo's Martial Soul True Form's left forelimb was easily severed like a withered branch by this sword energy.

Not only was his Martial Soul True Form severed, but Lion Douluo's left arm was also severed almost simultaneously.

"what!"

The excruciating pain caused Lion Douluo to let out a low roar, his heart filled with anger and resentment.

He tried to fight back, but the excruciating pain made him move slowly, and fear gradually spread through his mind.

As he hesitated, a third sword aura swept across, like a silver ribbon stretching across the heavens and earth, carrying endless sharpness and killing intent.

The sword energy slashed across the Lion Douluo's abdomen, and the deep, bone-revealing wound instantly tore his body apart.

Blood cascaded down like a waterfall, staining the surrounding ice and snow red.

The sword energy, still powerful, cleaved a huge crack in the distant iceberg. The iceberg collapsed, producing a deafening roar that seemed to shake the heavens and earth.

Lion Douluo's eyes were bloodshot, and blood kept spilling from his mouth.

"No, impossible! Besides the Grand Elder, how could there be anyone so powerful on the mainland!"

A sense of despair rose in his heart, as if the whole world was collapsing.

I never imagined that I would be in such a sorry state, and even completely powerless to fight back.

Lan Minghua showed no emotion whatsoever. With a flick of his finger, the fourth sword energy aimed straight for the Lion Douluo's head.

Before the sword energy even arrived, Lion Douluo felt his scalp tingle and the shadow of death loomed over his heart.

He managed to dodge to the side, but the sword energy still sliced ​​off half of his ear, leaving a trail of blood.

"what!"

The excruciating pain caused Lion Douluo to let out a mournful roar, his voice filled with despair and fear.

The aftershocks of the sword energy swept across, whipping up the surrounding ice and snow to form a massive snow wave that swallowed everything in its path.

Lion Douluo's vision began to blur, his legs went weak, and he knelt heavily on the snow, with only the sound of the wind and snow whistling in his ears.

The fifth sword aura descended from the sky, like a silver pillar of light piercing through heaven and earth, carrying boundless pressure and destructive power.

The sword energy pierced through the lion's true form, landing directly on the lion douluo's back, severing its spine.

The Lion Douluo lay sprawled on the ground, looking like a dog.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot and blood kept spilling from his mouth; he had truly become a broken-backed dog.

The sixth sword aura swept across, like a silver crescent moon, carrying endless sharpness and killing intent.

The sword energy sliced ​​through the Lion Douluo's right hind leg, severing it cleanly at the root.

He completely lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

Despair filled the Lion Douluo's eyes, and the resentment and anger in his heart transformed into endless fear.

He tried to struggle, but his body was already immobilized, and he could only watch helplessly as the sword energy pierced through his chest.

The seventh and final sword strike aimed straight for the Lion Douluo's heart.

The sword energy, like a silver meteor, streaked across the sky and chased after the ground like a nail from the cold heavens.

"No!!!" Sensing the situation in the sky, Lion Douluo let out a heart-wrenching roar, his voice filled with resentment and despair.

He tried to struggle, but his body was already immobilized, and he could only watch helplessly as the sword energy pierced through his chest.

"puff!"

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The sword energy pierced through the heart, spraying a burst of blood.

Lion Douluo's body trembled violently, and then he collapsed to the ground, powerless.

His eyes still held resentment and fear. The golden lion's true form gradually dissipated, turning into specks of light that vanished into the wind and snow.

The wind and snow continued, and only Lan Minghua's figure remained in the world.

He glanced coldly at the corpse of Lion Douluo, his voice indifferent: "The enshrined members of the Spirit Hall are nothing more than this."

The Spirit Hall, the Hall of Offerings, the Fourth Offering Lion Douluo, has perished.

After saying that, Lan Minghua looked up and glanced at a certain spot, seemingly casually, before leaving with a flourish.

The commotion that had just occurred seemed not to be his doing.

However, the broken walls and ruins in the frozen forest, as well as the three corpses of Title Douluo on the ground, all testified to the unrest that had just occurred.

Fifteen minutes after Lan Minghua left, the two figures dared to appear from a distance.

Immediately afterwards, a soft, feminine voice came from behind.

"That guy is truly lawless; even the level 97 Fourth Elder died at his hands."

The person who said this was none other than Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan.

The day after Lion Douluo and the other two left the Spirit Hall, he and Ghost were sent out by Bibi Dong under the pretext of a mission.

It was indeed a mission, but the mission was to track down Lion Douluo and his two companions.

Looking at the rewritten terrain before him, Ghostly was still shaken. He said softly, "Moonflower Pass, we should go back and report to His Holiness the Pope. If we run into that guy, our fate won't be any better."

Upon hearing this, Yue Guan shivered, nodded repeatedly, and returned to the location of the Spirit Hall.

They weren't there to provide support; they were just there to check on the final situation.

Now that they have the answer they wanted, they naturally have to go back and report to Bibi Dong.

Lan Minghua hovered above Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran, glancing at the spot where Yue Guan and Gui Mei had left, but did not make a move.

"Yue Guan and Gui Mei? I didn't expect them to survive. But since they didn't make a move, I guess they want to continue spreading the fame of the Heavenly Dragon Gang."

As soon as Lan Minghua landed, Zhu Zhuqing eagerly asked, "Master, where are Oscar and the others?"

"Don't worry, they're fine and won't be in any trouble. Let's find suitable soul beasts for you two first, and then we'll go find them."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing breathed a sigh of relief. The last time Lan Minghua said something like that, Xiao Wu was fine, wasn't she?

Then Lan Minghua began to help Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran find suitable soul beasts.

Meanwhile, Oscar and Dugu Yan fell into the bottom of a bottomless ice cave.

Although both of them fell into the ice cave, they were in different locations.

Oscar shivered from the cold, struggled to open his eyes, and gazed at the icy world.

"Where...where am I?!"

Just as he was wondering, he heard a clear, tinkling sound, like ice crystals colliding.

Oscar looked up and saw a bunch of ice silkworms wriggling, emitting a faint green light.

(End of this chapter)