Chapter 470 - Gang Fight: Part 3
Chapter 470:
Gang Fight: Part 3
As if the weapon had hit a piece of rotten wood, the sharp blade of the assassin was stuck in the gap of his armor.
At the same time, a massive, powerful natural force field suddenly replaced the quiet and ordinary one.
With the flip of his hand, Lin Sheng threw a backhand jab. His movement was as quick as lightning, his hand penetrated the chest of the assassin before he could react.
“Not bad for an assassin.”
As he flung the dead body away, a flash of the holy power’s white light cleaned his hand of the blood and dirt.
Following the sound of the horn, the army of the Dark Spirit Palace charged forward. The standing army at the rear started to move quietly and quickly.
When looking from a distance, it was an endless tide of an army advancing forward and overwhelming the desert legion at the opposing side.
Lin Sheng did not even look at the outcome of the battle. Instead, he rode his Gorefiend going in the perturbation’s direction.
Every step of the Gorefiend might seem slow, but it really was not. This strong and powerful dark spirit that looked nothing like a horse was carrying Lin Sheng toward a direction.
Soon, he crossed the sand dunes and left everyone behind.
The Gorefiend stopped at the edge of a green oasis, looking at the three figures standing on the other side of the oasis. Those were desert warriors with the same red gemstone on the chest. They stared at Lin Sheng with grave faces.
They saw the enemy they were lying in wait was wearing heavy armor, riding an extremely strong-looking black warhorse, which was also draped in thick body armor.
Before he even came close, they already felt an overpowering force coming down on them.
“Devil! It’s him!”
The only woman among the three said.
“Moonstone has lured him over. Let’s kill him!”
She pulled out the scimitar from behind her, her body flashing in electric blue light as she lunged out at Lin Sheng. At the same time, the other two men drew their swords flanked Lin Sheng on both sides. They were acting in close rapport as if they had been fighting together for years.
Three purple thunderbolts shot from three long knives, roaring as they turned into three thunder dragons lunging at Lin Sheng.
On the far side of the oasis, a few women in robes emerged from the bushes. They were chanting something in their mouths as a wave of mysterious power descended from the air, suppressing most of the Dark Wheel’s Eight-eight Wards in Lin Sheng.
Lin Sheng cocked an eyebrow. “No wonder they are so daring to lure me out here. It seems they really have something up their sleeve that can suppress my Eight-eight Wards.”
Still riding on his horse, he took the incoming attack head-on. Holding out his hand, the high-density holy power formed a three-meter-long sword. He struck the holy power longsword at the three. Before the sword even touched them, a terrifying force field had formed and subdued the three thunder dragons, which then collapsed and vanished.
Still carrying the terrifying energy, the long sword struck the woman first. Out of nowhere, a dark fissure of over ten meters long appeared in front of Lin Sheng. Pulling his sword back, he looked down at the woman who had just cheated with death.
“What kind of power have you used to dodge my attack?”
“Answer me!”
With his eyes wide open, he slipped his hand, striking his sword down as he rose to stand in the air on the right, slashing an invisible perturbation with an explosive burst.
Several men in robe casting spells in the distance sputtered blood from their mouths. They dropped and froze on the ground, their faces pale.
“Devil! This is the birthplace of Moonstone, the first progenitor font called the Immaculate Land!
“Regret already? How dare you come here alone? You will die today!”
Another strong old man with a burly body build emerged from the oasis, each hand holding a huge war hammer.
Each war hammer was nearly as big as an adult. Combining the two war hammers, they weighed in tons.
The old man’s hair was braided, and his long beard dangling down his chest, wearing a dark and somewhat old and hideous-looking black armor. It was in sharp contrast with the pure white armor on Lin Sheng.
“Why don’t you stay at home and play with your grandchildren instead of coming to get yourself killed?” Lin Sheng looked at him, assessing him with interest.
“I’m five hundred four years old now, just having my birthday not long ago. I didn’t expect Heaven would grant me a great battle in my old age.”
The old man laughed with his face skyward.
“You want to kill me? Let’s see what you’ve got!”
As he finished talking, he roared, and a giant black tiger lunged out of thin air behind him. It seemed the giant tiger had its readily equipped armor and weapons, too. He turned and flipped, riding on the back of the tiger, striking the war hammers together.
“I’m right here. Come and get me!”
As he roared, the giant tiger leaped forward, up in the air, across a dozen meters, charging at Lin Sheng.
Lin Sheng squinted. He could clearly sense a strong perturbation of the fragment in the old man’s body.
“Have you all placed your hope on this old man?” He sneered and lifted his twin swords in an upward motion.
As the white light from the blades collided with the war hammers coming down from above, a circle of transparent ripples spread. Wherever the ripples went, they brought along gravels and sand, leveling the entire oasis to ground.
This old man still stood his ground despite the violent clash, not giving up an inch. And this surprised even Lin Sheng.
Do not forget that in order to achieve a breakthrough, Lin Sheng had given up half of his human bloodline and adopted the Rock Dragon one. Equipped with this bloodline, he had acquired half the strength of a Rock Dragon. Even then, the old man could still match his strength.
Shocked but not stopping, he met the old man’s war hammers with her long swords. They instantly knew they were each other’s greatest opponent at the moment of engagement.
Known as the undefeated God of War in this dark spirit world, the old man held the title for the past several hundred years and no one had surpassed him yet. Whether it was martial arts, physical strength, or power, he was at the limit that humans could ever be achieved. Little did he expect someone could have matched his strength evenly, even surpassing him slightly.
Lin Sheng had been infused with the memory of countless powerful souls, and battle-hardened. Due to the memory infusion, he had also mastered many types of sword skills.
He had been having easy wins in the past and never getting the chance to dish out everything he had. But now, as his strength was being suppressed, and he did not want to reveal his last card before figuring out the other person’s, he was using martial arts for the moment.
He just did not expect the old man could take his strike.
With heavy weapons they fought, they swung them at each other at lightning speed. Each time the long swords and war hammers clashed, they sent out destructive shock waves into the surroundings. The area within dozens of meters around them had become a dead zone.