A Journey Against the World
Chapter 189

Plaque!

Menma recaptured the Sky Splitter sword with her gaze still fixed on King Lan. And King Lan too. The two of them continued to be gazes, for quite a while, until suddenly...

Trang!

Something like a flash of light moved quickly in the sky, so fast that it could not be seen with ordinary eyes. It was Menma and King Lan, the two of them were already clashing sword attacks in the sky, at full speed.

"Demon Techniques - Star Incisions!"

"Demon Techniques - Star Incisions!"

"Demon Technique - Aura King!"

"Demon Technique - Aura King!"

"Devil Technique - Red Moon Eclipse!"

"Devil Technique - Red Moon Eclipse!"

Duars!

Bam!

Scruff!

Huge explosions were everywhere, as the two attacks of equal magnitude continued to collide. King Lan blocked his face from the wind wave created from the impact of his attack and Menma's attack.

"The moves continue to be the same? How much do you know about the devil technique?" King Lan looked in disbelief at Menma. Didn't expect the girl to unleash as many attacks as she did. However, that was not what surprised him so much, but where and why Manna could know the Devil sword technique, while what made the skill was the previous ancestor of the Devil nation, the devil, not many Devil nations knew about that stance, except for King Lan and his Brother.

Menma pulls a slanted smile. "Very much, maybe more than you. Wh why? Are you afraid, King King Lan?" reply Menma with a condescending tone.

King Lan clucked softly. "Fearful? Instead I was worried that the fight we both would be over quickly if I was serious. I still want to play long enough with you" King Lan said cynically.

"OK, will I serve you until you are satisfied." Strengthened his grip. "Welcome to game fuel." Menma continued in English, of course not understandable King Lan, he could only frown.

The fight again occurred, this time Menma who attacked first, with higher strength of course. King Lan dismissed Menma's attack deftly, though felt a little desperate as Menma attacked blindly without pause. Like a madman.

"Demon Technique - Blood Moon!"

"Devil Technique - Bima Star!"

"Demon Techniques - Star Incisions!"

Scruff!

Bam! Bam! Duars!

'This girl .. her strength is enormous. Just this time I found a big powered girl like her. What forbidden technique has he used?' King Lan frowned wryly. Indeed, he never expected Menma to have this much power, especially to the point of making King Lan overwhelmed serving his attack. Outside the girl looks ordinary.

Of course unusual, Menma was already able to activate her Curse rhyme. And without thinking directly use it, even if only one rhyme that he activated, but his strength cannot be underestimated.

Trang! Ting! Ting!

Bam!

The longer the fight gets tougher. Fierce for King Lan as he gets increasingly desperate with Menma's indiscriminate attack. Until finally one of Menma's attacks managed to break King Lan's defenses, of course Menma did not reject the opportunity. When Menma's sword managed to shake off King Lan's greatsword, breaking the man's defense, Menma unhesitatingly floated a high Qi-powered attack on King Lan. Made the man bounce a few meters back.

The double!

"Weak ...," led Menma after successfully hitting King Lan. The cynical grin that Menma deliberately put up so that King Lan's anger peaked. "Is it just this much of your power, King King Lan? If it is just like this, even without the need to use two hands I can kill you," said Menma haughty. The intentional pride.

"You!" King Lan immediately sighed. Almost entangled in Menma's provocation, if only she did not continue to remind herself to be calm and composed. The key to victory is calm, said King Huan, his older brother King Lan.

"It seems I need to get a little serious about a bad girl like you." King Lan closed her eyes, taking a deep, deep breath. Instantly the muscles of his body became more stocky and large. It also appeared that his skin was starting to blacken, as if there was black blood flowing in his veins. His veins were prominent around his body. "Huh ..." A black breath came out from King Lan's mouth. He has managed to get into his best mode.

"Devil Technique - The Breath of the early King of Hell" King Lan said.

'The first King of Hell breath technique, a technique refined over five thousand years. This move uses forbidden cultivation techniques as it results in fatal damage to the user's body after using it, five blood vessels will rupture, the digestive system will work ten times faster. Only someone who was truly an expert was able to use the Breath of the King of Hell. I didn't expect, King Lan, to be able to learn it.' King Huan clucked in amazement at the ability of his own sister. As a fellow of the Devil nation, King Huan never thought he would learn much less to use that style, even though it was a powerful skill capable of killing many people.

'How horrifying is the Breath of the King of Hell, that, King Huan?' lia asked seriously. Although Lia did not know how great the Breath of the King of Hell was, but she could see and feel it, it was not an arbitrary move.

'To be able to kill someone with just a breath, ' Ling An said.

'Agreat one?' Lia surprised.

'Yes, if I don't remember wrongly, the ruler of the God-Man nation asked the Phoenixes for help, the third King, Tsakuya.' Fang Yun added.

'That means it is very bad for, Your Majesty, if less careful, ' Yang Hui replied.

'Of course it's bad.' King Huan agreed. 'However, don't forget that, Your Majesty, has the nine verses of the Curse, whose power is greater than that of King Lan. In any case, Your Majesty, it is more about the fight from beginning to end.'

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"Hehehe .. I will make you regret. This was the result of which had made the great ruler angry." King Lan clenched onto his two hands, a bone-collapse sound rang out there.

Seeing Menma only speechless with a pretty serious face, King Lan again laughed, haughtily. "Hahaha ... why? Are you the one who's scared now? Where was your hubris, little girl?"

Menma's eyebrows go up next door. "Fearful?" Then his face turned cold."It's boring." Menma shook her hand. Instantly a huge wind appeared like a typhoon, dispelling King Lan's gaze.

"Damn, where's this wind from?" as if King Lan was upset, she could not see clearly what Menma was doing at the moment. The wind kept on casting his eyes off.

While on the other hand, Azura who had been watching the fight of Menma and King Lan, could only go silent rigidly in place. At first he was shocked when he saw that the style used by King Lan was not ordinary, dangerous. Had Azura thought it would help Menma fight King Lan, she had thought Menma would not be able to win against King Lan. However, after seeing what was happening now, Azura was unable to even speak in words other than being silent in shock.

Menma, he has activated all the powers of the Cursed Spell. His current appearance could be said to be far from his usual appearance. Her white dress has been changed with a beautiful blood red hanfu, with a fur coat alloy that has a sluggish pattern of 9 races. Then the clear blue wings like glass on his back fluttered beautifully. And don't forget the lines of Curse rhymes all over his body, it looks like a beautiful carving that can't be seen let alone touched by just anyone.

However, this was not what made Azura very surprised, but the intense pressure she felt from Menma. The current Menma voice felt extremely heavy, capable of bending anyone to submit, just like the aura of a great leader.

'What power is this? How horrifying.' Azura slammed in amazement as well as horror. His gaze on Menma slowly decreased, unable to lift his face for so long, as if something was moving Azura's body without Azura's command. 'Aura great leader.'

Back to Menma. He moved a little bit of his hand, as soon as the hurricane that had been rolling stopped. The now silent King Lan was shocked there, just like Azura, she was taken aback by Menma's change.

Menma tucked her hair. Oh, yes, the color of Menma's hair and eyes today is different, not just silver. The hair adds a little blue to the color it looks like silvery blue. While the iris of his eyes turned red, it seemed, the genes as a descendant of the sky had not disappeared even in the form of a new body.

"I originally wanted to play around with you, but I remember having to finish the task right here. There is someone in Middle-earth waiting for me, a bigger enemy than you," Menma said with a faint smile, but instead of looking beautiful, it looked terrible.

"Close ...." Menma raised her hand, then lowered it quickly. Simultaneously, King Lan fell down, hitting the ground hard enough, he could not even stand up other than lying down like he was being overpowered by a huge burden.

Menma slowly descended down. Just as his feet were about to touch the ground, something like an altar suddenly shot out from within the ground. It was as if the altar did not want Menma to step on the filthy and cursed Demon's lake ground.

"You! You who?!" King Lan forced his mouth to speak. In a lying position, King Lan was only able to stare at Menma in horror. "Why is there a person as strong as you in the Cultivator Land? You must not be someone from this world. Akh!"

Cracks!

Five of King Lan's ribs were broken due to Menma's aura that kept pressing down on his body.

"Of course I'm not from the Cultivator's Land, but you don't need to know where I'm from" Menma replied cynically.

King Lan gritted her teeth furiously, she did not accept being treated this way by a little girl. For that he increased the Breath of the King of Hell to the highest level.

"Demon Technique - The Breath of the King of Hell, the final level."

King Lan's entire body was no longer blackened, but rather red, like it was being covered in blood liquid. His muscles grew bigger, his eyes turned jet-black, his cultivation increased dramatically. With such great strength, King Lan managed to free himself from the pressure that was crushing on him.

King Lan managed to stand up, staring at Menma calmly, but hatefully. "Hey, kid, you're gonna die right now. I won't have any more compassion for you."

The spring!

And with a movement faster than lightning, King Lan attacked Menma, using her bare hands, but already fed a high Qi. When it managed to get in front of Menma, King Lan unhesitatingly swung her hand, intending to split Menma's body into two pieces.

"Death to the bad girl!"

Srash!

Glucud!

His body was completely split into two, his upper body slowly slumped down, then fell smashing into the ground. Then not long after that, the body that had been cut was turned into ashes, then flew away in the wind.

"No-can't be ...." Azura was flabbergasted by what she saw. He's stunned great. "He, he's turned to ashes?" he said again, still surprised.

"This is your brother's request, calm down in hell." Menma closed her eyes while cupping into her two hands, praying for King Lan to be calm in the afterlife.

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A/N: Ah, it turns out that the King Lan died, even though he said "Die the bad girl!" uh know-know so go back, "Death king belagu." 😏 comment gaes your opinion on this chapter!

Horas, I updated it again, actually barely up, but after I got a chat from someone, I suddenly became excited, so, so it is 2 at dawn until 6 nulis (there is a pause anyway at 4 and 5) 😋

Btw congratulations lebaran eid al-adha for muslims 🌟🌚**