novelaction Chapter 309 Miserable defeat!
Chapter 309 Miserable defeat!
The wind swept away the clouds, the sword light was like a weave, and it seemed that only that extremely sharp sword shadow was left between heaven and earth.
Then, the Four Saints of Jiulong Island seemed so vulnerable under the sword light.
"puff--!!!"
There was a dull sound, and Wang Mo's body was like a kite with a broken string. He was carried away by the sword energy and flew backwards. He fell heavily to the ground, blood oozing from his mouth, staining his clothes red, and his face was as pale as paper.
"puff--!!!"
Immediately afterwards, Yang Sen followed suit and was injured by this unparalleled sword intent. He staggered and also spat out blood, his eyes full of disbelief.
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For a moment, the Four Saints of Jiulong Island all fell down, and the air around them seemed to solidify, leaving only their heavy breathing and intermittent groans of pain.
On the city wall, Huang Feihu witnessed this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a hint of shock that was difficult to conceal flashed in his eyes.
He clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles turning white from the effort, and mixed emotions surged in his heart.
"How can this be?"
Huang Feihu muttered to himself, his voice filled with reluctance and helplessness, "The Four Saints of Jiulong Island are so weak. They couldn't even survive ten moves from Manjusri Bodhisattva?"
He took a deep breath, his eyes swept across the devastated battlefield below, a heavy premonition surged in his heart.
Huang Feihu knew that this battle might have foreshadowed the situation that would follow.
"It seems that I still can't escape the urge to hang up the white flag of exemption from war!"
Huang Feihu sighed softly, his tone full of helplessness and determination, "For the sake of Sishui Pass and the overall situation, I have no choice but to endure it temporarily."
After saying this, he turned around and looked towards the battlefield, his eyes flashing with determination and resoluteness.
At this time, Manjusri Bodhisattva descended from the clouds and slowly walked to the front of the Four Saints of Jiulong Island. When he saw the miserable state of the four people, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible chill.
"How arrogant! How arrogant!"
Manjusri Bodhisattva's voice was not loud, but it had a power that penetrated people's hearts, "Why don't you stand up and jump? You really don't know how to live or die."
His tone was full of sarcasm and disdain, as if he was watching a farce that had already been predetermined.
Listening to this harsh taunt, the Four Saints of Jiulong Island's faces visibly sank, and waves of anger rose in their hearts.
"Humph! Born from an egg in the wetness, covered with fur and horns, it turns out that the fortune is shallow."
The words of Manjusri Bodhisattva rang out again, and every word was like a sharp blade, cutting through their dignity.
Li Xingba felt a surge of blood rushing to his head when he heard this. He endured the pain in his body, clenched his teeth, and used all his strength to stand up.
His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Manjusri Bodhisattva and shouted:
"Don't be so proud! Although we were defeated, we are not incompetent! You are just relying on your high level of cultivation and the benefits of magic weapons. What is there to brag about?"
"We, the Four Saints of Jiulong Island, have roamed the wild world for many years and have never bowed to anyone! Today's defeat is just a temporary setback. What are you so proud of?"
His voice echoed across the battlefield, full of indomitable spirit and anger.
Upon hearing this, Wang Mo, Yang Sen and Gao Youqian also struggled to get up. Although they were seriously injured, the fire of indomitable spirit also burned in their eyes.
Manjusri Bodhisattva looked at the unyielding appearance of these four people, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
"Hmph! No matter what you say, you will die today!" His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.
Upon hearing this, Wang Mo, Yang Sen, Gao Youqian and Li Xingba looked even more gloomy.
Although they were filled with resentment and anger, facing the overwhelming strength of Manjusri Bodhisattva, they had to admit that the current situation was probably beyond redemption.
However, at this moment, the words of Manjusri Bodhisattva sounded again, with a hint of teasing and provocation:
"I will give you one more chance. If you still have the ability to fight, then come on! If not, I will send you down!"
His voice echoed across the battlefield, like cold waves, impacting the hearts of the Four Saints of Kowloon Island.
The Four Saints of Jiulong Island looked at each other and could see the determination and indomitable spirit in each other's eyes.
"Humph! Manjusri Bodhisattva, don't underestimate us!"
Li Xingba endured the pain and said through gritted teeth, "Although we are injured, we are not without the strength to fight! Today, I will show you how terrible the counterattack before death is!"
After saying this, he flashed and rushed towards Manjusri Bodhisattva again. The Earth-Splitting Pearl in his hand made a whistling sound, as if it was going to cut through the void.
Wang Mo, Yang Sen and Gao Youqian were too seriously injured to stand up and help, and could only watch Li Xingba attack Manjusri Bodhisattva.
Manjusri Bodhisattva looked at Li Xingba's tenacious resistance and a gleam of admiration flashed in his eyes.
He gently waved the glazed sword in his hand, and suddenly the sword light weaved like a net, forming an impenetrable sword net, which dissolved Li Xingba's attacks one by one.
"Humph! You have some backbone!"
Manjusri Bodhisattva sneered, "However, your backbone cannot change your fate! Today, you are destined to die at my hands!"
After saying that, he swung the sword in his hand again. The sword light was like a dragon, sweeping towards Li Xingba with endless pressure and murderous aura.
Seeing this, Li Xingba felt a strong sense of unwillingness and anger in his heart.
He knew very well that this battle had reached a point of life and death, and he could not just sit there and wait for death.
So he hurriedly circulated the remaining spiritual power in his body. The weak power surged in his body, as if it was his last hope.
Li Xingba clenched his teeth, grasped the Earth-Splitting Pearl tightly with both hands, and raised it high.
The bead in his hand sparkled with dazzling light, as if it contained infinite power.
He prayed silently in his heart, trying to use the power of the Earth-Splitting Pearl to resist the attack of Manjusri Bodhisattva.
"boom--!!!"
A deafening bang exploded in the air, and the Earth-Splitting Pearl and the attack of Manjusri Bodhisattva collided with each other, producing a powerful shock wave.
However, the difference in strength was so great that Li Xingba only felt an irresistible force coming at him, and his body seemed to be torn apart.
He closed his eyes in pain, only to feel a cold sword energy passing through his neck.
At that moment, he seemed to hear the countdown of his life and felt the approach of death.
"Do not--!!!"
Li Xingba let out a desperate roar, but he could not change anything.
His body fell weakly, his blood dyed the ground red, his head rolled to the side, his eyes were full of unwillingness and despair.
Wang Mo, Yang Sen and Gao Youqian were so angry when they saw this.
They watched their brothers die at the hands of Manjusri Bodhisattva, their hearts filled with endless grief and anger.
"Fourth brother!!!"
They roared in unison, as if they wanted to vent all the grief and anger in their hearts.
They knew that there was no way back in this battle, and that they could only try their best, perhaps there would be a glimmer of hope.
However, faced with the overwhelming strength of Manjusri Bodhisattva, they were also filled with a sense of powerlessness.
Wang Mo and the other two understood that they might not be able to escape the disaster.
"Humph! How dare a firefly compete with the bright moon? Your struggle is in vain!"
Manjusri Bodhisattva looked at them coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "Now, let me personally send you to reunite with him!"
He swung the glazed sword in his hand again, and the sword light was like a dragon, sweeping towards Wang Mo, Yang Sen and Gao Youqian with endless pressure and murderous aura.
This sword seemed to be able to kill them all and make them disappear completely between heaven and earth.
Wang Mo, Yang Sen and Gao Youqian were horrified when they saw this, but they did not retreat.
They knew that this battle was their last, and no matter victory or defeat, they would use their lives to defend their dignity and honor.