Chapter 188: Thunder Hand
He struggled to get up, his face full of disbelief, his eyes fixed on Shangguan Jiannan who was holding a lightsaber, his heart filled with waves of disbelief.
"This kid... when did he become so strong?" Guo Polu muttered to himself, suppressing the surging blood in his body, his eyes as sharp as torches.
On the other hand, the lightsaber in Shangguan Jiannan's hand was glowing red and extremely hot, as if it could evaporate all the moisture around it, creating a dry and depressing atmosphere.
The Sky-Slaying Sword in his own hand, however, appeared dull and lifeless, with only its dark red body remaining, quietly revealing its extraordinary power.
Shangguan Jiannan was equally shocked. He stared at the lightsaber in his hand that seemed to have suddenly awakened, with doubts in his mind: "What kind of secret is hidden in this lightsaber?" There was both confusion and shock in his eyes, and he was obviously deeply attracted by this sudden change.
Looking at Guo Polu again, his white clothes had become dishevelled, with ice chips and water stains mixed together, making him look even more desolate.
Especially the glaring bloodstains on the hem of the clothes were particularly shocking.
He glared at Shangguan Jiannan, furious, finding it hard to accept that he would be defeated by a younger Sword King. After all, he was already a Half-Step Sword Emperor, and there was a gap of Condensation Realm between the two.
"No matter what kind of external force you rely on," Guo Polu said in a cold tone, his long sword was casually put aside, his eyes were as cold as a venomous snake, "Today, you can't escape death."
He looked pale but determined to save face.
A contest caused by lightsaber is quietly changing the fate of the two people, and the secret behind the lightsaber is about to be slowly revealed... A few traces of blood are faintly visible on the chest. Guo Polu's voice is as cold as ice, and it sounds slowly, with unquestionable majesty, echoing low in the air.
"Thunder Runner."
These four words were concise and powerful, like a sudden thunderclap, which startled Shangguan Jiannan and his expression instantly became complicated and indecipherable.
Before Guo Polu finished speaking, he had already quietly formed seals with his hands, and an aura of pressure that could not be ignored emanated from his body, as if he could see into people's hearts.
Immediately afterwards, dazzling flames burst out from his body, instantly melting the surrounding ice. The scene was shocking, accompanied by bursts of roars.
Shangguan Jiannan was so shocked by this sudden change that he stood there in a daze. The spiritual power in his body inexplicably dissipated at this moment, making him feel unprecedentedly powerless.
However, he did not panic. Instead, he chose an almost meditative posture, closing his eyes and concentrating, allowing the outside world to change without any change, while remaining unmoved.
It is in this delicate balance that miracles happen quietly.
The two swords in Shangguan Jiannan's hands slowly approached each other without any control. Instead of the expected collision, they miraculously merged into one, turning into a sharp blade never seen before.
The blade of the Slaying Heaven Sword suddenly burst into a dazzling fiery red light, shooting straight into the sky. The surrounding ice quickly melted under the blazing sword light, making bursts of roars.
Seeing this, Guo Polu's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. The huge handprint he controlled came down like a mountain, and the space seemed to be shaking underneath it.
"Prepare to die!" He growled, his voice full of determination.
On one side was an unstoppable handprint, and on the other side was a sharp sword. The two clashed fiercely in the air, erupting with a deafening roar, as if the heaven and earth were changing color at this moment.
The aftermath of the explosion spread everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, which made people feel awe.
This battle is not only a contest of strength, but also a collision of will and belief.
On this battlefield intertwined with fire and cold air, the two powerful men interpreted what the true spirit of a warrior is in their own ways.
In the core area of the fierce battle, a spiritual breath spread out like ripples, instantly igniting the surrounding air, and the sky was dyed red by the raging flames.
The strong wind, wrapped in heat, swept through the surrounding ice layers one by one. The ice melted at an alarming speed, and fell off piece by piece with a deafening roar, as if the end of the world had come.
The figures of the two masters disappeared in the red light, and the battlefield became chaos.
Then, everything fell silent, leaving only the ice melting into water, which turned into a rushing torrent, roaring and rushing down with great momentum.
Soon, after about a few dozen breaths, there was a deafening roar, and a blue figure suddenly appeared in the air like a meteor streaking through the night sky, staring at the devastation below.
He let out a long sigh, and then his expression suddenly changed. His figure turned into a blue shadow and rushed down like a meteorite, heading straight for the center of the chaos.
In the quiet sky, a streak of azure blue streaked across the sky like a comet, accompanied by a low hum in the air, as if it was a sigh of nature, and then turned into echoes that continued endlessly.
Below, the frozen world quietly shattered, and the sound of splashing water was like an ancient piece of music, announcing the melting of ice and snow and the prelude to rebirth.
A torrent surged out like a flood, and the deafening roar resounded through the sky, announcing the arrival of change.
Chu Tianjiao, this warrior covered in frost, is surrounded by a heart-pounding icy aura. The long sword in his hand is flashing blue light, as if it has merged with the surrounding cold air. Every swing of the sword causes the resonance of heaven and earth.
He shouted angrily, "Get out!" This roar was like thunder, instantly tearing the tranquility of the space. The rolling sound waves spread in all directions. Guo Polu's breath seemed to be completely swallowed up by this power, leaving only a dazzling white.
There was anger burning in Chu Tianjiao's eyes, and the violent aura in his body surged like a substance.
He swung his sword lightly, and a touch of white frost poured down from the tip of the sword. With a crisp snapping sound, everything it touched quickly froze into ice. The traces of the corridor were covered with an endless layer of ice, which was extremely cold and chilling.
Just when everything seemed to be calm, undercurrents were surging beneath the ice.
A certain area suddenly began to melt, and a strange red color was faintly visible under the azure ice surface. Then this red quickly spread like blood, dyeing the surrounding ice layer into a shocking color.
Chu Tianjiao frowned, his eyes full of confusion and vigilance.
Suddenly, a figure rushed out into the sky accompanied by a red glow. The sword light was as hot as the sun, instantly dispelling the coldness around, and the air became dry and hot.
The figure was like lightning, cutting through the void and heading straight for Chu Tianjiao.
"Who are you, young brat, how dare you be so arrogant!" Chu Tianjiao growled. Facing this sudden attack, he did not retreat. He swung his sword, and the blue light surged, transforming into a sharp sword shadow, and he confronted the opponent head-on.
Bang, bang, bang! The deep and fierce collision sound exploded in the space, like the beating of war drums, shocking people's hearts.
The two figures clashed and separated in a flash. Shangguan Jiannan took advantage of this soaring momentum and started a thrilling duel with Chu Tianjiao.