The Legend Of Lightning Warriors
Assault VII: Death of Emperor Wei Lhuo
Fang Yun's body was suddenly covered in an extremely dense black smoke. The green-colored killing poison aura was completely engulfed by the black smoke.
Highlight his eyes sharp like a sword that is ready to slash the opponent, his eyeball blackened accompanied by a very pointed fang. Suddenly out of his head came the horns. The horns numbered five and were like crowns covering the top of his head. He took out a black flute from behind his waist. The flute made of shiny black jade, was about 40 cm long.
The Golden Dragon Knight who saw the incident suddenly tensed up, his body trembled slightly and cold sweat started to pour out. Obviously, he knew what was going to happen now.
Fang Yun walked slowly closer to Emperor Wei Lhuo who was now possessed by the Golden Dragon Knight. Every time he stepped foot, the screams of thousands of death spirits seemed to be heard in the ears of the Golden Dragon Warrior. He grew even more frightened as Fang Yun was about 30 meters away from him. Cold sweat began to wash over his back, the fear grew more and more.
"Why are you a fucking Golden Dragon? Are you afraid of the Illusory Demon and Hell's Flute? Ahhaha ..." Fang Yun laughed out loud. His statement made the Golden Dragon Knight's heart stop beating for a moment.
"Let's end it," Fang Yun said, his hands starting to lift. The flute began to be brought close to the lips.
'I must not give him the chance to blow the Hell Flute, ' Inner Golden Dragon. Instantly he instantly charged toward Fang Yun with an attack pattern that was hard to read. His body emitted a dazzling golden light.
His sword began to dance like a dragon's tail. Each of his attacks was extremely fast and was eyeing the vital part of his opponent. The Golden Dragon Warrior used the "Golden Dragon Triple" style, it was one of the high-level moves. If only Fang Yun were in a normal state, it was certain that he would not last long in this stance.
Fang Yun continued to dodge, occasionally holding back and attacking using the Hell Flute. The two have exchanged hundreds of styles, but they seem balanced because each is possessed by a demon.
The Golden Dragon Knight's attack was getting faster, his movements were getting harder and harder for the opponent to read. Fang Yun was slightly overwhelmed withstanding that successive attack. He bounced back and hit several trees to the ground. His body felt crumpled, his breathing gasping.
The Golden Dragon Warrior paused for a moment to gather back its inner power by absorbing the energy around the place. The Golden Dragon Sword was stuck in front of him.
He made a strange move, before long he exclaimed very loudly.
"GODN …"
Instantly the sword turned into an enormous golden-coloured dragon. Length reaches 100 meters.
The dragon rushed swiftly towards Fang Yun. The place around their fight was ravaged by the strong wind generated by the dragon, even the Palace was affected.
Fang Yun felt a bad thing was heading towards him. Fang Yun immediately sat down cross-legged, his Hell Flute close to his lips. He started blowing the flute.
The resulting melody line so echoed, the sky suddenly darkened. The surrounding place turned black. No one can see what is going on but themselves. The Golden Dragon immediately stopped in the middle of the road and sculpted.
"Hahhh .." Fang Yun sighed heavily. "Almost, if I take a step too late, then I will be the goddamn dragon's meal" he muttered as he stood up from his position.
He just pulled out his ultimate streak. The move was named "Black Illusions of Hell", he kept blowing his flute. The sound is irregular, sometimes up, sometimes down, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes sad, sometimes happy.
Shortly after that, the world returned to its original state. However, the present situation with that one is very much different. The troops who saw his fight at a distance of less than a kilometer were killed with blood coming out of every hole in his body.
Emperor Wei Lhuo, who was possessed by the Golden Dragon Warrior, was killed. His body instantly gave off a foul smell, purplish-black blood spewed out his mouth, his chest breaking. The Golden Dragon Sword was thrown somewhere.
"Hhhh ..." Fang Yun sighed.