bookcurios Chapter 538 Heroic Legend
Chapter 538 Heroic Legend
The battle becomes more and more intense, and the enemy's attack is fierce. The only way to take off the golden armor of the god is to defeat him!
As time passed, the god began to feel the strain. Although his armor could withstand most attacks, he was outnumbered and his strength began to run out.
"Why don't you take off your golden armor and let us compete fairly? As long as you are willing to take it off, we promise not to hurt you." The fat man suggested.
"No one wants to fight you to the death. We only want to seize the treasure and not hurt anyone." The fat man added.
"Get out!" The god was furious and thought these words were ridiculous.
"If you don't take it off, we will have to use more forceful measures." After the fat man said this, he began to launch a mental attack, trying to disrupt the god's mind.
The god only felt a sharp pain in his head, making it difficult for him to concentrate on dealing with the enemies around him.
He tried to distance himself from him, but the fat man kept chasing him, and the continuous mental attacks gave him a splitting headache.
"Damn it!" The god gritted his teeth and forced himself to rush towards the fat man again, suppressing the discomfort.
A moment later, the fierce attacks of several gods pushed another god back, and he fell to the sea involuntarily. Trying to stabilize himself, the god found that he was unable to do so.
"puff."
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, staining his golden armor red. At this moment, this protective gear that once shone with glory had lost its former brilliance.
He was not yet strong enough to fully harness the power of the golden armor, and even the most powerful defensive equipment had its limits.
"Now it's my turn." Seeing this, Lin Fan came out with a sword, ready to take action.
Then a figure wearing an Ultraman mask appeared in front of everyone.
"Hahaha, it's my turn this time!"
Seeing this familiar attire, Fatty and the others' expressions suddenly changed. They were impressed by this man with a strange mask, especially his unmatched sword.
Faced with such a powerful opponent, who would dare to covet the golden armor?
"You have already taken the animal skins, and now you want to snatch the golden armor. Isn't that too much? Do you really think that we in the West can be bullied?" The fat man asked in a deep voice.
"You'd better shut up. If you say another word, I'll chop off your big head." Lin Fan warned with a sharp gaze.
"I find that you, a fat fellow, are the most dishonest."
The fat man was startled and almost cursed, but he finally held it in. Compared with his life, keeping silent was the wisest choice at this moment.
"There is no hatred between us. I don't want to kill anyone. Please hand over the golden armor." Lin Fan no longer paid attention to others and spoke directly to the god with golden light.
"You also understand that even without you, I can't take away the golden armor."
The god looked around and finally gave in. He knew Lin Fan's strength well, and even with the golden armor protecting him, he couldn't guarantee that he could withstand that sword.
"Okay, I'll pay."
The god took off his golden armor and handed it to Lin Fan. He was filled with resentment, having hoped to find a chance to escape, but it was unsuccessful.
"Very good, you can leave now." Lin Fan put away the golden armor and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
"Since they took your golden armor, they have to compensate you. They just bullied you. How about I help you get revenge?" Lin Fan suggested.
"How do you help?" Shenzhi couldn't help but ask.
"I will teach them a lesson with one sword. Their life and death will be determined by their strength and luck." As soon as the words fell, Lin Fan no longer waited. The Longyuan Sword cut through the night sky, releasing astonishing power.
This sword almost gathered all his strength. After all, his opponents were the gods of the West, and they were by no means ordinary people.
If the power of a sword is not enough, the enemy will only look down on it; only a stronger force can make them dare not act rashly!
The sword light was so bright and dazzling that it seemed to illuminate the entire night sky.
"not good!"
The fat man and the others' expressions suddenly changed, and they quickly retreated. No one dared to take the sword head-on.
The sword flashed like lightning, instantly approaching them. With a crisp snapping sound, their defenses were easily broken, and blood began to flow.
"Ah!" The screams of pain echoed over the high seas.
Almost everyone failed to avoid it and was injured. One person even lost his arm unfortunately.
Lin Fan sheathed his sword and turned around, asking the god, "How do you feel now?"
A change flashed across the god's eyes, and the resentment in his heart gradually disappeared. He said sincerely, "I surrender."
"Thank you for not taking my life." The god spoke again, this time with genuine gratitude in his voice.
He knew that even with the golden armor protecting him from that sword strike, he would have been killed. Lin Fan not only spared his life but also helped him vent his anger, a favor he was truly grateful for.
Lin Fan smiled slightly and turned his gaze towards Fatty and the others:
"I said I only have one sword. Whether you live or die depends on your luck. If anyone is dissatisfied, you can come to the island country to find me at any time."
As soon as he finished speaking, he placed his sword across his feet, and his body soared into the air and flew away into the distance.
Fatty and the others watched the receding figure, their hearts restless for a long time. When did such a peerless swordsman appear in the island nation?
Flying with a sword, hasn't this always been a scene in Chinese legends?
"Hmph, we'll settle today's affairs another day."
After leaving these words, the god turned and left. His injuries were not light, otherwise he would not have missed this opportunity to deal with Fatty and the others.
"After tonight, legends about Ultraman's bravery will spread throughout the West."
Lin Fan muttered to himself in mid-air, a smile on his face. He then slowed down and looked ahead. The battle had already begun. Brilliant blades flashed across the night sky, and in the blink of an eye, two cultivators fell.
"Immortal Slashing Sword!"
Lin Fan watched from afar, a glint in his eyes. This long-renowned divine weapon was indeed incredibly powerful, just as Master had described!
In the distance, the figure of an old cultivator appeared exceptionally ferocious, his hair and beard flying. Under his control, the Immortal Slaying Sword attacked all around him almost indiscriminately.
The surrounding practitioners had solemn expressions, wary of the knife. Two people had already perished from it, forcing everyone to be even more cautious.
"Elder, we're here!" Several speedboats approached rapidly.
"Hahaha, okay." The old man responded with a laugh.
The old man laughed heartily. Since he dared to come, he must have been prepared. Once he held the Immortal Slaying Sword, his combat effectiveness would surely rise to a new level.
With the support of his companions, evacuating the high seas was not difficult. As long as he entered the Chinese territory, who would dare to harm him?
"Kill!" The support team roared and rushed into the enemy camp, and the battle became extremely fierce in an instant.
"Let me show you the true power of the Immortal Slaying Sword!"
The old man soared into the air, the Immortal Slaying Sword in his hand pointed directly at a cultivator. This weapon was usually silent, but once it was unsheathed, blood splattered on the spot!