Screech—
The Angel Holy Sword grazed the waist and abdomen of the Blood Armor, sending a spray of sparks flying. Before the longsword could break through the armor, over a dozen Blood-colored Thorns Spear behind the Blood Armor struck toward the beautiful figure ahead with the speed of lightning.
At such close quarters, Qian Renxue had no room to dodge. She could only shift her stance, using the Angel God Equipment Six-Piece Set to withstand the counterattack.
Clang, clang, clang—
Crack—
Tang San was only reacting in an emergency, and the attack power of the blood-colored spears manifested by the Blue Silver Emperor was merely average. Aside from two that pierced through Qian Renxue's protective Holy Light, leaving two bloody marks on her unarmored arms, the rest were all blocked by her divine armor, merely forcing her to stumble. Tang San took the opportunity to distance himself.
Hoo, hoo, hoo—
Tang San gasped violently, his chest heaving like a bellows. Although he had prepared himself to be tracked down the moment he exposed his aura, Qian Renxue had launched a full-force assault the moment she found him, hacking away relentlessly. It was enough to make him struggle, given that his injuries had yet to heal.
"You're in such a rush, so worried about him?"
Slightly steadying his breathing, Tang San spoke up.
"Spare me the stalling tactics and attempts to disturb my heart. Can you just hurry up and die!"
Qian Renxue's expression remained unchanged. She raised the Angel Holy Sword with her right hand, while her left hand formed a sword-finger, tracing it across the blade. A layer of golden liquid energy coated the sword, and the temperature in the surrounding space began to soar rapidly.
Seeing his goal seen through at a glance, Tang San felt no regret. He gripped the Shura Blue Silver Sword—transformed from his martial soul—tightly, standing his ground as he continued to talk to himself.
"It seems you really are worried about him. Do you like him? But I heard his lover is the Saintess of your Martial Soul Hall."
Qian Renxue remained expressionless, though the subtle increase in the surrounding temperature betrayed that she was not as calm as she appeared.
Glancing at the grass and earth below that were burning without a fire, Tang San's lips curled into a smirk as he guessed.
"He knew your feelings and rejected you?"
Well, well, well.
Qian Renxue held the Sun God Fire, but her eyes were like ten-thousand-year-old ice. Looking at Tang San's mocking gaze, even knowing this bastard was intentionally provoking her to make her lose her temper and disrupt her state of mind, she couldn't help but feel the rage.
Her Angel Six Wings flipped, and Tang San felt his vision blur. The Angel Holy Sword, trailing a surging tail of brilliant light, slashed furiously toward his face.
Boom—
Tang San blocked with his sword, and the Sun Power and Shura Killing Intent erupted violently.
Unlike last time, the positions of advantage and disadvantage were reversed. Tang San was pressed down by the Angel Holy Sword, which was wrapped in liquid Sun True Fire, forcing his knees to buckle involuntarily.
Face to face, Qian Renxue spoke in a cold voice.
"You tried so hard to provoke me; you must have something prepared."
"Now you've succeeded. Let's see if it works!"
"Heh—"
"Then let's try. Shura Domain!!"
Tang San's arms trembled as he grinned, a sinister, bloody light blooming in his eyes. A circle of scarlet blood mist spread from his body, rapidly enveloping them both.
Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes, her protective Holy Light flaring brightly to defend herself, but... it was useless!
Hum—
The Angel Holy Sword in Qian Renxue's hand began to vibrate violently. An indescribable, peculiar sensation flooded her entire body. Countless painful memories from her past surged into her mind, eventually coalescing into pure killing intent that constantly assaulted her consciousness. The intensity of this thought was such that even Qian Renxue's basic control over her power began to show signs of chaos.
"What did you do?"
Qian Renxue shook her head, struggling to maintain clarity, and questioned him with a hint of shock. The Angel God Equipment was immune to evil; how could she have fallen for such a trick?
It wasn't just Qian Renxue; Tang San's own state was not right either. His handsome face had become crazed and twisted, and his aura was more brutal than ever before.
"Looks like it worked!"
Qian Renxue couldn't fully understand his fragmented response, but before she could speak again, Tang San grabbed the Angel Holy Sword with his left hand, retracted his sword with his right, and stabbed fiercely toward her.
Seeing Tang San so insane that he dared to grab the blade of the Angel Holy Sword with his bare hand, Qian Renxue naturally didn't hold back.
Six golden points of light erupted in the air with intense radiance. At the same time, every piece of Qian Renxue's Angel God Equipment Six-Piece Set shot out a point of golden light that merged into them, instantly rotating and condensing into a cone-shaped golden energy shield to block Tang San's thrust. On the other side, the true fire on the Angel Holy Sword burned fiercely, beginning to incinerate Tang San's left arm.
With a clink, the Shura Sword was blocked. Tang San's left arm armor was scorched black, the flesh and the divine armor likely fused together, but Qian Renxue quickly discovered a problem. She had indeed injured Tang San, but her consumption of divine power was far greater than before. Moreover, after one exchange, she felt the string in her mind called 'Reason' tightening, and she felt an overwhelming urge to kill.
The Shura Domain was a domain-type Divine Skill. Within the domain, it incited and amplified all killing intent, allowing the desire to kill to replace reason. Furthermore, it doubled the power consumption of everyone except the Shura God. Although this move didn't distinguish between friend and foe—Tang San himself was affected—Shura Gods were killers who had walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, rising from countless bones. When it came to the instinct for slaughter, few could be their match.
Qian Renxue was an Angel God. With a stable mindset, her Holy Heart was clear, and she possessed strong resistance to negative abilities. However, due to the influence of Tang San's verbal attacks and her own urgent emotions, once her mental defenses were breached, she could not resist the killing intent erupting from within.
Tang San had been too severely injured before. Even using dark arts to recover to seventy percent, he still couldn't take down a full-power Qian Renxue. If they continued to fight normally, his injuries would easily flare up, and the probability of him losing was too high. That was why Tang San played this provocative hand.
Bang, bang, bang, clang, clang, clang—
After several exchanges of fists and kicks, with their swords crossing, the two fought like wild beasts. One of Qian Renxue's Angel Six Wings was broken, and Tang San suffered several more sword wounds.
Hoo—
After forcing Tang San back once more, Qian Renxue let out a long breath. Her reason was teetering on the edge. Fighting until now, she generally understood Tang San's intention. With Tang San entangling her so desperately, she definitely couldn't escape. Moreover, the suppression of divine power here made it impossible for her to kill her enemy with a single strike, so she really had no choice but to follow Tang San's will and fight to the end.
Looking at Tang San, who was charging at her again like a wild beast, Qian Renxue steeled her heart, voluntarily letting go of her final mental defenses and embracing her own killing intent. The Holy Light in her eyes completely transformed into a blood-red hue.
Isn't it just risking one's life? She would play along!!!
"Kill!" X2
The two of them roared, both appearing like demons unleashed as they charged toward one another.
On the other side, in the endless Void, the light gradually flickered out, returning to darkness.
Crack—
The defensive Barrier shattered, and the three crippled God Kings reappeared in the Void. The Shura God's power was exhausted, rendering him temporarily useless, while Life and Destruction had both lost half their bodies and were now barely conscious.
Upon discovering that there was no longer a fourth person's presence in this place, the three God Kings could not help but heave a sigh of relief. They were like candles flickering in the wind; if Yun Ming were still here, they might truly have met their end today.
With the battle over, the sharpest mind among them, Shura, finally had the energy to think about other things. They had been fighting for so long, yet not a single one of the subordinate gods they had commanded was present, and only the three of them remained in the vicinity—there was clearly a major problem!
Seeing the solemn expression on Shura's face, Life spoke up weakly.
"What is it?"
Shura followed the sound of the voice and looked over. Seeing that both Life and Destruction were half-dead, and with the faces of Goodness and Evil flashing before his eyes, he realized the truth.
Truly, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger!
Shura gritted his teeth as he thought this.
Destruction saw the change in Shura's expression and vaguely felt that something was wrong, but before he could ask any further questions, the cleanup crew arranged by Goodness and Evil arrived.
Within the Void, monstrous waves suddenly surged. Poseidon, clad in golden armor and wielding the Sea God Trident, stepped upon the waves and descended—
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