Chapter 102: War Temple Guo Polu
So, he gripped the sword tightly, stretched out his body, and pounced on the armored warrior like a cheetah.
A thrilling battle thus began... Shangguan Jiannan did not show too much surprise. He raised the sword in his hand leisurely, and the tip of the sword lightly touched the void. Suddenly, a sharp sword wind swept out like a storm, instantly shattering the surrounding rubble.
When the huge figure was revealed to be a armored warrior, the tension in his heart relaxed a little, but his spirit became more focused, his eyes were as sharp as torches, and he locked onto the monster.
Although the Chuanshan Iron Armor is a third-level monster, in Shangguan Jiannan's eyes, it does not pose an insurmountable obstacle.
He knew very well that he was strong enough to compete with it, and he even had a certain degree of confidence.
However, when the armored beast let out a deafening roar, its green fur gleamed in the sun, its sharp fangs flashed a frightening cold light, and its venomous snake-like eyes were fixed on Zixi, Shangguan Jiannan could not help but become secretly alert.
With a loud bang, Shangguan Jiannan stretched out his body and rushed out in an instant like an arrow from a bow. As his long sword danced, there were bursts of sounds of breaking through the air.
The distance between him and the pangolin armor was rapidly shortening until the two suddenly collided with each other.
At that moment, the heaven and earth seemed to tremble, and a strong wind raged, destroying all the surrounding rocks.
The long sword in Shangguan Jiannan's hand clashed fiercely with the sharp front claws of the Iron Armor. The sword light and the claw shadows intertwined together, bursting out with dazzling light.
His face flushed red, and the veins on his arms bulged. It was obvious that he was trying his best to resist the surging force.
The long sword sank slightly in his hand, making him gasp: "This power... is so strong!" He exclaimed in disbelief: "How can the armored beast... be so powerful? This is definitely not the strength that a third-level monster can possess!" A strong shock surged in Shangguan Jiannan's heart, and he realized that the strength of this armored beast had far exceeded his expectations.
Perhaps... it has reached the level of a fourth-order demon beast! Just as he was thinking about it, the air around him exploded again.
The huge front claws of the Ironclad Beast cut through the sky and attacked him with the force of destroying the world.
Shangguan Jiannan's face suddenly changed, and he retreated quickly with a scream, trying to avoid the fatal blow.
However, the evil wind that was chasing him like a shadow made him feel unprecedented pressure and crisis... Shangguan Jiannan retreated violently, instantly distanced himself from him, and then quickly stepped forward, stabbing the sky with his long sword, revealing his sharp edge.
He performed the "Flying Fairy from the Sky" from the "Tianxuan Sword Technique". The tip of the sword lightly tapped, the void trembled, and the sword light was like flying leaves, brilliant and dazzling.
"Bang!" The sword light flashed and disappeared, accompanied by Shangguan Jiannan's low shout. As the long sword was swung, a cold light cut through the sky, followed by a deafening explosion.
He turned around and performed the Shadow Escape Technique, transforming into a phantom. In an instant, he was close to the armor, and the tip of his sword pierced through the flames and pointed directly at the target.
The heat and stinging pain from the explosion could not stop Shangguan Jiannan's attack. Relying on the cunning shadow escape technique, he quickly approached the mountain armor.
The latter witnessed this scene, his eyes filled with fear and despair. Facing Shangguan Jiannan's impeccable Falling Leaf Sword Technique, he was powerless to turn the tide.
A low roar echoed around, and the huge body of the Armored Piercer actually began to retreat slowly. Even in this underworld, the richness of its spiritual power had allowed it to vaguely touch the threshold of a fourth-level monster, but this increased power was only enough to arouse a slight shudder when facing Shangguan Jiannan.
Amid the howling cold wind, the armored soldiers' breathing sounded heavy and rapid, as if foreshadowing something ominous.
Shangguan Jiannan's body was agile, moving around like a ghost, and the long sword in his hand turned into cold light. He stabbed, poked, and lifted. Each move contained a force that was enough to shake the mountains, forcing the armored warrior to retreat step by step without any ability to fight back.
"Today is the day when your inner elixir will belong to me."
Shangguan Jiannan's eyes were as cold as ice, locked on the forehead of the armored warrior, and there was no warmth in his voice.
For him, the inner elixir of a fourth-level monster is something he must obtain.
However, at this critical moment, a deafening roar suddenly sounded, and Shangguan Jiannan's sword tip suffered an unprecedented heavy blow and almost slipped out of his hand. His face suddenly changed, and he shouted in a low voice: "Who dares to obstruct?" The blood in his body was churning, and Shangguan Jiannan staggered. He touched the ground with his sword and slid several feet before he stabilized his body. While panting, his eyes were full of vigilance and confusion.
The surroundings were quiet, with only the sudden sound of footsteps, clear and rapid, echoing in this dark space, making people's heart palpitate.
Shangguan Jiannan's face darkened and his eyes were as sharp as torches as he stared at the direction where the sound came from.
As a figure slowly stepped into his field of vision, Shangguan Jiannan's pupils suddenly shrank and his expression instantly became complicated.
The few words that were uttered with difficulty seemed to weigh a thousand pounds: "War God Temple, Guo Polu."
His footsteps suddenly stopped and fell on the person in the distance. Shangguan Jiannan's expression became extremely ugly.
That man was none other than the legend of the Temple of War God, the leader of the four great masters—Young Master Guo Polu.
His appearance was like a bolt from the blue, causing Shangguan Jiannan to have numerous questions and anxieties in his heart.
"Why... does he appear here?" At this moment, Shangguan Jiannan's expression became increasingly gloomy, his eyes full of disbelief.
Obviously, the fierce attack just now came from Guo Polu's hand.
He was dressed in a neat black suit, holding a spear, with a handsome face and an extraordinary temperament.
However, in Shangguan Jiannan's eyes, this otherworldliness turned into horror.