Chapter 1521
The Mischievous Si Hanfei, the Victory or Defeat is Over!
Chapter 1521 The Mischievous Si Hanfei, the Victory or Defeat is Over!
With a flick of his finger, several ice shards shot out like sharp swords, accurately striking Cerberus's knees and ankles.
Cerberus froze, his legs instantly frozen solid, unable to move. He looked down at the icicles spreading across his knees, his eyes filled with disbelief. He tried to use his internal energy to break free, but found that his internal energy was like a frozen river, unable to flow at all.
"idiot!"
Seeing this, Hydra roared and tried to rush over to help, but was tightly entangled by the murderous aura of the Red Cloud Ancestor.
The invisible blades relentlessly cut into his armor, the dark blue scales peeling off piece by piece, revealing the bleeding skin beneath, each breath accompanied by a tearing pain.
Daoist Duobao would not let this golden opportunity slip by. He raised the Immortal Execution Sword high, and the scarlet sword energy condensed into a ten-foot-long sword beam that swept across the city wall with earth-shattering power, directly slashing towards Cerberus's head.
"Heaven's justice is clear, and retribution is swift. This sword will avenge the souls that died by your hammer!"
Cerberus let out a desperate roar, and the three heads of the three-headed dog phantom behind him opened their mouths at the same time, spewing out three thick black mists in a final struggle.
However, under the dual suppression of the Buddha's light and the ice shards, the black mist was completely ineffective, and could only watch helplessly as the scarlet sword light drew closer and closer.
"Pfft-"
The sword light fell, easily severing the three heads of the three-headed dog phantom behind Cerberus as if cutting tofu, and also slicing across his neck. A large amount of blood gushed out from his neck like a fountain, staining the surrounding city bricks and white frost red. A ferocious head rolled to the ground, its eyes still retaining the ferocity of its dying moments.
The headless body crashed to the ground, the heavy iron hammer slamming down with a dull thud. The mountain-like body twitched a few times before falling silent. The mighty general of the grasslands had finally perished on the walls of this city in the Central Plains.
At this moment, Hydra looked at Cerberus's corpse, and the fear and hesitation in his eyes were instantly replaced by ferocity. He and Cerberus had grown up together since childhood and fought side by side for decades. They had long regarded each other as their only family. Now that his family member had died tragically, a crazy rage instantly overwhelmed his mind.
"I will kill you all! I will make you pay with your lives!"
He roared, and the bluish-black scales on his body exploded instantly, spewing out poisonous mist like a tsunami. This time, the poisonous mist was no longer light blue, but turned into a deep purple, clearly the innate poisonous mist generated by burning his own essence blood.
The fangs on the hydra halberd instantly grew larger, gleaming with a deadly cold light, and pounced on Hongyun Patriarch and Duobao Daoist at the same time. Their moves had lost all order, leaving only a frenzied desire to perish together.
"Too much attachment only increases suffering."
Ancestor Hongyun sighed softly, and his inner energy circulated once more. The power of spring quietly spread out, and a vibrant aura collided with Hydra's natal poison mist.
The seemingly unsolvable deep purple poisonous mist, nourished by the power of spring, began to grow wildly, eventually condensing into purple poisonous flowers that enveloped Hydra itself.
This is the mystery of the Four Seasons Cycle Technique. The power of spring can not only nourish all things, but also reverse yin and yang, turning the enemy's offensive into a shackle that binds itself. All things in the world, if the power is too extreme, will eventually backfire on themselves. Although the poisonous fog is fierce, it still needs to rely on life force to exist. Once the life force is too strong, it will go out of control and go berserk.
By this time, Si Hanfei was already panting heavily, his silver-white armor covered in dust, and the black internal energy behind him had almost completely dissipated.
He watched from afar as two godlike figures clashed on the city wall, their golden-blue and cyan-black auras constantly colliding. Each clash triggered extraordinary phenomena in the heavens and earth, causing city bricks to shatter and auras to scatter. The surrounding soldiers dared not approach even half a step.
"Lord Typhon!"
Sihanfei roared as he ran. "Lord Cerberus is dead! Lord Hydra is critically wounded!"
His voice startled Typhon, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Yinglong, causing him to pause abruptly as he held the Storm Spear.
Cerberus and Hydra were his most trusted brothers and his right-hand men in this southern invasion. Now, one of them was dead in battle and the other was seriously wounded. This sudden bad news was like a bolt from the blue, instantly crushing his spirit.
Typhon abruptly turned his head, his gaze fixed on Sihanfei in the distance. His dark blue aura became violent due to the intense fluctuations in his emotions, and the phantom of the Storm Titan behind him began to twist and deform.
"What did you say? Cerberus, he..."
His voice trembled slightly; this was the first time he had shown such a noticeable emotional fluctuation since reaching the pinnacle of Qi.
A glint of light flashed in Yinglong's eyes as he keenly spotted Typhon's weakness. In a battle between masters, victory or defeat often hinges on a single thought; a moment of mental lapse can be a fatal flaw.
Without hesitation, he lunged at Typhon, his spear surging with golden-blue energy, and a dragon-shaped phantom let out a deafening roar, its tip pointing directly at Typhon's chest.
Meanwhile, Typhon's mind was filled with the words of Sihanfei, and the image of Cerberus's death flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. The violence and grief in his heart intertwined, gradually consuming his reason.
He roared and wildly swung his Storm Spear. The dark blue energy swept towards Yinglong like an out-of-control hurricane. However, this attack, though seemingly violent, had lost its previous precision and sharpness and was full of flaws.
"Your opponent is me."
Yinglong's voice was calm and even. The spear in his hand moved like a snake spitting its tongue, skillfully dodging the sweeping attack of the Storm Spear. The golden-blue spear light streaked across like a meteor, accurately piercing Typhon's left shoulder.
"Pfft!"
The spear's edge easily pierced Typhon's armor, penetrating deep into his shoulder blade. Golden-blue energy surged into his body through the spear tip, wreaking havoc within him.
"what!"
Typhon let out a shrill roar and turned around abruptly, trying to use his Storm Spear to knock Yinglong away. However, he was already a beat too slow. Yinglong twisted his wrist and pulled out the spear, bringing with it a gush of blood.
And he didn't stop, but instead took another step forward, his spear piercing Typhon like raindrops.
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
With three soft sounds in succession, Typhon's chest, right arm, and thigh were pierced by the spear. Dark blue energy surged from the wounds like a flood, and the phantom of the Storm Titan behind him became fainter and fainter until it finally disappeared completely.
He was covered in blood, staggering backward, his eyes filled with madness, his Storm Spear trembling slightly, unable to maintain his previous ferocious offensive.
"Ah—! Si Hanfei! I'm going to kill you!"
Typhon roared at Sihanfei in the distance. In his view, his situation had deteriorated rapidly in a short period of time, and he had fallen into such a predicament because of Sihanfei's untimely message, which had disrupted his mind and given Yinglong an opportunity to take advantage of him.
(End of this chapter)