Chapter 1181
Translator: Law Editor: Hitesh
Sands and dust rose from the water eye, which made the water extremely turbid .
Among those drifting sands and dust, a tiny Yu floated in the water, fixing its narrowed eyes on Ji Hao and the others . That Yu was a thousand times tinier than a grain of sand . Yu Ancestor’s dry voice had been coming out from this tiny Yu’s mouthpart .
"Good for you, you b*stards have all found your backers . Dragon-slam Priest and Tiger-Blast Priest, I had heard about them back then . Good, very good . "
"Fight, just fight, fight till death . Your backers are way too strong . I can never bear offend them . Unless those old Gong Gongs successfully return to Pan Gu world, the Gong Gong Family can’t bear to offend them either . Fight, fight to death . Two or three of you should die right on the spot, that’ll make a great show!"
Dragon-slam Priest was mounted on the black dragon, holding a white sword, while Tiger-blast Priest was mounted on a white tiger, holding a black blade . A purple hassock floated above each of their heads, releasing a purple light and transforming into swiftly spinning swirls, shielding their entire bodies . Slight traces of black and white natural reward power had been sparkling in the purple swirl; obviously, these two had relieved the miseries of many living beings in this world .
"Brother, be careful . His sword was strangely sharp!" Dragon-slam cautiously glanced at the Taiji divine sword, then took out a faintly glowing linden leaf from his sleeve and flicked slightly . The leaf immediately transformed into a magic talisman, then landed on Dragon-slam’s sword very carefully .
Hearing Dragon-slam, Tiger-blast did the same thing . He took out a linden leaf from his sleeve, turned it into a magic talisman and placed it on his long blade .
Instantly, the white sword and black blade were both added with a beautiful multicolored glow . Ji Hao found the sword and the blade were similar to the multicolored branch that belonged to Priest Mu . Thinking of Priest Mu’s multicolored branch, Ji Hao’s face darkened .
"Marquis Yao Ji Hao, you sneakily attacked my brother and destroyed his dragon-slam chain . My brother made that chain himself with great efforts when he made the first achievement of his cultivation! It was an after-world spirit treasure!" Tiger-blast glared at Ji Hao and yelled, "For that chain, my brother killed three-hundred evil dragons, who had harmed innocent creatures in the world!"
While gasping, Tiger-blast continued with a cold voice, "My brother put all natural reward power he attained into the dragon-slam chain, then finally made himself a nice spirit weapon . But you, you destroyed it!"
Dragon-slam sighed slightly and said slowly, "It’s alright, that is the chain’s fate…But Marquis Yao Ji Hao, you wounded me and broke my cultivation . You have to pay for that!"
"Pay for that"
Ji Hao watched them continue that ridiculous conversation, assuming him for attacking sneakily . Abruptly, Ji Hao gave a cold laugh and said, "Pay for that? Then why are you still talking like little girls? Kill!"
As he growled, Ji Hao dashed to Dragon-slam with the Big Dipper step, leaving shreds of afterimages behind . The Taiji divine sword lunged straight to his chest, starting a sharp beam of sword light . He used Yu Yu’s sword art in this attack, without the four moves he learned from the mysterious man .
"Good!" Dragon-slam also growled out . The white sword of his drew a bright arc in the water, coming straight at the Taiji divine sword .
Buzz! Following a muffled noise, two swords clanged against together . But no loud and resounding metal clang was generated . Instead, Ji Hao felt like his sword had hacked on a soft yet strong balloon, and failed to break anything .
Dragon-slam’s white sword sparkled with a dim multicolored light . As Ji Hao paused briefly in shock, he swung his sword and lunged towards Ji Hao’s heart, creating a dazzling beam of light . Dragon-slam moved swiftly and smoothly; every move of his was completely relentless .
In the meanwhile, mounted on the white tiger, Tiger-blast pounced on Ji Hao as well . A stream of metal power was released from his mouth, which transformed into thousands of sharp weapons, swishing to Ji Hao . Tiger-blast hid in the white and misty metal power streams as he swung his black blade down towards Ji Hao’s head, leaving a black, water-fall-like stream of light in the water .
Almost simultaneously, the white sword and the black blade struck on the Chaos power streams released from the Pan Gu bell . Ji Hao exclaimed out — The Chaos power stream layer released by the bell had always been invincible . But now, both the sword and the blade managed to cut a foot and six inches into it!
The sword tip and the blade edge were both glowing with a multicolored light . The light was faint yet powerful; it split the Chaos power streams and forcibly pierced in for a foot and six inches deep, causing a creaky ear-piercing noise .
The Chaos power layer around Ji Hao was only around three-feet-thick . With the unreasonably strong defensive power of the Pan Gu bell, Ji Hao had fought quite a few top-grade powerful beings so far, yet none of them managed to break the Chaos power layer, not even by a single inch . Nevertheless, at this very moment, the Chaos power layer was broken by Dragon-slam and Tiger-blast, and Ji Hao was startled .
However, Dragon-slam and Tiger-blast also had their faces twitching . Obviously, they were shocked as well . "What a powerful treasure…Even our Shifu’s linden spirit talismans failed to break this bell!" exclaimed Tiger-blast with a hoarse voice . Greediness emerged on both of their faces . They raised their heads and glanced at Ji Hao together, then suddenly boosted their powers up .
Over a hundred dragon silhouettes flew out from the white sword, hovering around it; meanwhile, tiger roars came from the black blade . The glow of the sword and the blade instantly grew brighter . Following their roars, the sword and the blade drilled into the Chaos stream layer inch by inch, reaching Ji Hao’s body .
"Priest Mu’s linden spirit talismans? No wonder!" With a darkened face, Ji Hao looked at the sword and blade approaching inch by inch . He took a deep breath, then his red sun primordial spirit abruptly shone with a dazzling light . He roared like a beast, put forth all of his strength, and punched on the Pan Gu bell .
In an instant, all of his power was drained by the bell . His body was empty now, like a building visited by a thousand thieves . The red sun primordial spirit dimmed down instantly, and the red sun almost turned black .
The bell buzzed strongly . Waves of vibration instantly covered the area with a radius of thirty meters .
Within this small area, the world collapsed; all natural powers had disappeared, and the Chaos had been replayed .
Dragon-slam and Tiger-blast screamed together . Their sword and blade quaked, buzzing shrilly; those linden spirit talismans on the sword and the blade dazzled with a multicolored light, barely fighting against the overwhelming torrents of Chaos power coming from every direction . But visibly, the two linden spirit talismans were dimming down .
The purple light released from the two purple hassock was crushed, section by section . These two hassocks were also powerful spirit treasures, and they lasted for three breaths without breaking under those Chaos torrents . Nevertheless, the time span of three breaths was the limitation of these two hassocks already . Ji Hao even heard the two hassocks cracking .
The faces of Dragon-slam and Tiger-blast twisted immediately . They shouted, then drew back hurriedly, also remembering to drag their mounts back together .
They fled at lightning speed, and were protected by the two linden spirit talismans . But still, their clothes were all shattered by the buzz of the Pan Gu bell . The black dragon and the white tiger lost all their scales and fur as well .
Before Dragon-slam and Tiger-blast could check their own bodies, Ji Hao suddenly leaped up and dashed to Yuan Sheng with his sword raised high . Swiftly and heavily, he swung that sword with all his strength .
Yuan Sheng hadn’t been casting any defensive magic at the moment . He could do nothing but howl heartbreakingly, before he was cut into two by Ji Hao, once again .
The Chaos torrents created by the Pan Gu had not yet faded . The misty and turbid Chaos power whirled over, and Yuan Sheng had no time to do anything to save his own life, before he was shredded into nothingness .
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