Chapter 881: Chapter 80: Soul-devouring Fire, Soul-devouring Thunder (Part 2)
As Hao Mie’s fist engulfed in flas burned toward his body, his blood volu plumted.
“Damn it!” Hao Mie cursed loudly, leaping backwards.
Just as Wang Xie was about to pursue, Xiao Jie stepped up once more.
He had seen the ordeal of Jiu Jianxian and Hao Mie, and felt apprehensive about the black fla as well, but at this mont, he was the only one capable of holding the frontline.
Soone had to hold the Boss down so others could output damage, and currently, only he could do it.
Qi Protection!
Mystic Spirit Turtle Shell Technique!
While charging forward, he cast two layers of protective magic upon himself, and as he neared, he didn’t transform or unleash his big move, but instead slashed from a distance.
One Cut, Two Pieces—Sky Splitting Flash!
Though big move damage was high, the pre-cast and post-cast delays were significant, making it easy for the opponent to exploit openings, whereas ordinary combat skills were more flexible.
Right now, he didn’t expect to defeat the enemy with a single move; as long as he could entangle the opponent, it was a victory.
As he struck with his blade, the Demon·Wang Xie vanished instantly, reappearing right in front of Xiao Jie in the next mont, dodging the sword wind and delivering a punch to Xiao Jie.
Soul-devouring Fire—Horse Step Punch!
Bam! The punch landed, and the Mystic Spirit Turtle Shell manifested dozens of cracks.
Xiao Jie drew a cold breath, taken aback by the sheer strength of the attack; this Mystic Spirit Turtle Shell had a durability as high as 1200, and one punch brought it close to shattering. Even his basic attack damage was nearly a thousand.
Even worse, the black fla could burn on his Mystic Spirit Turtle Shell, and in the blink of an eye, the remaining few hundred points of durability vanished as well, bam! The shell shattered instantly.
Fortunately, it successfully helped him withstand a blow.
Xiao Jie dared not hesitate.
Demon Beast Transformation—Mountain Lord!
Instantly transforming into a massive, multicolored tiger, his blood volu surged to 3000. Without doing this, he truly felt insecure, even feeling phantom traceless wasn’t safe.
It proved to be the right choice; after blocking one punch, Wang Xie casually swung a sword.
Soul-devouring Fire—Gentle Breeze!
This move was plain and simple, just a single sword swing, but the speed was so fast that there was almost no room to dodge, striking Xiao Jie right on target.
-1069!
His health bar dropped by a third in an instant, and it wasn’t over yet. Wang Xie turned and executed a sword technique, Chain Slash.
Soul-devouring Fire—Triple Waves!
Xiao Jie didn’t hesitate—Lying Tiger Stone Form!
Clang clang clang! Three consecutive swords struck Xiao Jie, sending sparks flying, but fortunately, this stone statue form was tough enough to withstand the three strikes and even the black fla couldn’t harm him.
Xiao Jie breathed a sigh of relief; if he hadn’t activated his defense, he might have been killed instantly.
Just as he successfully blocked the attack.
Xia Yi the Unrivaled and Jiu Jianxian attacked again from both sides.
Secret Technique—White Rainbow Piercing the Sun!
Secret Technique—Blood Sea Flow!
This ti, with Xiao Jie drawing fire in front, his teammates seized the opportunity, and several strong sword qi slashed solidly onto Wang Xie.
-486!
-382!
With one big move each, they instantly took away over 800 health points.
It was evident that after Wang Xie’s demonization, not only did his damage increase significantly, but even his defensive power was greatly enhanced.
After taking two hits, the Demon·Wang Xie suddenly looked fierce; however, he didn’t turn around—Xiao Jie expected him to turn, but he stood still and raised his hand, the pitch-black fla in it transforming into a mass of red lightning.
“Not good!”
“Run!” he shouted; the mont Lying Tiger Stone Form vanished, he turned and ran.
Hearing his shout, Xia Yi the Unrivaled, Jiu Jianxian, and Hao Mie, who was attacking again, as well as I Want to Be Immortal, who had just arrived due to being too slow, all turned and fled.
The next second—
Soul-devouring Thunder—Ten Thousand Thunder Heaven Attraction!
The Demon·Wang Xie spread his hand, and red thunderbolts descended from the sky.
Eight red thunderbolts crashed down around Wang Xie, like eight light pillars surrounding him; as soon as the eight red bolts disappeared, sixteen red lightning bolts descended on the outer circle.
As the sixteen red bolts vanished, another thirty-two red bolts fell toward the third ring.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
The red lightning spread outward, like thunder curtains, one circle after another, spreading five circles before stopping.
Leaving hundreds of blackened craters struck by lightning on the ground.
The people who had fled far away were all shaken; if they had been even slightly slower, none might have survived.
“Retreat, Brother Feng, we can’t win.” This ti, it was Jiu Jianxian who spoke, and there was a sobbing tone in his voice.
Xiao Jie shouted, “Retreat, my ass—everyone get ready to output! This is the last chance!”
As he yelled, he transford back into human form, pulled out an elixir, and began eating furiously, preparing for the last stand.
Xiao Jie wasn’t suddenly braver; it was because the Great Wilderness Hermit had already charged forward.
And after those big moves, the Demon·Wang Xie’s blood volu was down to less than four thousand; with enough output opportunity, it was just a matter of everyone delivering one big move.
It was up to the Great Wilderness Hermit to create this opportunity.
The Great Wilderness Hermit suddenly accelerated, chanting incantations while charging.
“Twelve Ancestor Witches hear my will, Primordial Bloodline connect to my heart.”
Soul-devouring Fire—Fiery Fla Magic Ball! Wang Xie raised a hand toward the Great Wilderness Hermit and unleashed a massive black fireball; the spell was identical to the Five Elents Mage’s Fiery Fla Magic Ball, the only difference being the flas were black.
“Emperor Jiang grants wind-like feet, stepping on swift winds without a trace.” The Great Wilderness Hermit’s speed surged, his steps as if flying.
“Zhu Rong grants a fiery heart, flesh and blood not burning.” He punched through the massive incoming fireball, and though the black flas burned, the health loss was slow, reaching Wang Xie’s proximity in the blink of an eye.
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