bookrebus Chapter 130 Eradicating the Netherworld Cult (2)
Chapter 130 Eradicating the Netherworld Cult (2)
Long Bin's sword tip drew a graceful arc in the air, instantly colliding with the black-robed master's longsword.
A deafening clang echoed across the battlefield, as if the entire world trembled. Long Bin and the black-robed expert each took several steps back, their eyes filled with solemnity and vigilance.
"Hmph, you've got some skill." The black-robed expert sneered and attacked Long Bin again. This time, his attack was even more ferocious and merciless, as if he wanted to completely crush Long Bin.
Long Bin, however, showed no fear whatsoever.
He took a deep breath, his body suddenly accelerating, rushing towards the black-robed expert like a whirlwind. The tip of his sword drew graceful arcs in the air, each swing creating a gust of wind that swept up the surrounding enemies.
Upon seeing this, the black-robed expert's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected Long Bin to be so powerful, capable of contending with him.
However, he did not give up, but instead attacked Long Bin even more fiercely.
Just then, Long Bin suddenly shifted his body to the side, dodging the attack from the black-robed expert, and seized the opportunity to stab the black-robed expert in the waist with his sword.
"Ah!" The black-robed expert screamed and staggered backward.
Caught off guard, the black-robed expert was stabbed by Long Bin's sword, and blood gushed out.
He gritted his teeth, and the expert tapped around the wound several times. With a howl, he lunged back with a ferocious expression.
With lightning-fast reflexes, Long Bin dodged the black-robed expert's frenzied attack once again, his figure flashing like a ghost.
The black-robed expert used all his strength in this attack, but missed completely. He staggered forward a few steps due to inertia and almost fell to the ground.
The ground cracked with his heavy footsteps, dust billowed, as if even the earth itself trembled in displeasure at his mishap.
"Hahaha!" Long Bin roared with laughter, his voice like thunder echoing across the battlefield. His longsword danced like a fiery dragon, its tip gleaming with a dazzling light that seemed to ignite the entire battlefield and illuminate the night as if it were day. Each swing of the sword carried a destructive force, as if to tear space itself apart.
The black-robed expert glared at Long Bin with eyes wide with rage, flames seemingly burning within them. He gritted his teeth, his face contorted with fury, as if he wanted to devour him alive. He raised his longsword again, black energy swirling around its blade. This black energy writhed like a living thing, emitting shrill screams, as if it wanted to devour all light and life.
"Today, I will make you bleed on the spot!" the black-robed expert roared, his voice sounding like it came from the deepest hell, filled with endless resentment and killing intent.
He pounced on Long Bin like a ferocious beast, his speed seemingly transcending the limitations of space, stirring up a black whirlwind that dyed the surrounding air black.
Long Bin remained calm, a cold smile playing on his lips, a smile brimming with confidence and disdain. His longsword danced like lightning, each strike accompanied by the force of a thunderbolt, deflecting the black-robed expert's attacks one by one.
The sword light and black mist intertwined, emitting a "sizzling" sound, as if two completely opposite forces were colliding fiercely.
The two exchanged blows, their swords flashing, the entire battlefield seemingly enveloped in their sword energy, turning into a chaotic mess. Those sword energies, like sharp blades, danced in the air, slicing the surrounding air to shreds.
Each clash of sword tips produced a deafening roar, as if even the heavens and earth trembled.
The surrounding enemies retreated hastily, fearing they would be drawn into this terrifying battle. Their faces were filled with terror and awe, as if they were watching a contest between gods and demons. Those soldiers who had been preparing to charge stopped in their tracks, their eyes wide and mouths agape, yet no sound came out.
The battle between Long Bin and the black-robed expert grew increasingly intense. Their figures moved swiftly across the battlefield, like two bolts of lightning intertwining. Each clash of their swords unleashed a powerful energy surge, distorting the surrounding air.
The energy fluctuations spread out like ripples on water, shattering the surrounding trees and rocks.
The black-robed master's black aura grew increasingly dense, as if it would engulf the entire battlefield. Each of his attacks became more ferocious, as if he intended to completely crush Long Bin.
However, Long Bin became more and more courageous in battle. His swordsmanship became more and more exquisite. Every swing of his sword was as elegant as a dance, yet it carried a deadly killing force.
Suddenly, Long Bin roared and swung his longsword out, a dazzling sword light streaking across the sky like a meteor, slashing towards the black-robed expert. That sword strike contained all of Long Bin's power and will, as if it wanted to cleave the entire world in two.
Upon seeing this, the black-robed expert's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly swung his sword to defend himself.
However, the sword light was too powerful. The moment his longsword came into contact with the sword light, it made a crisp "crack" sound and then broke into two pieces.
The sword's momentum remained undiminished, continuing its slash towards the black-robed expert.
The black-robed expert was terrified. He quickly dodged the deadly sword light.
However, he was ultimately a step too slow. The sword light grazed his shoulder, spraying blood. The black-robed expert let out a scream as his body was sent flying by the immense force of the sword light, crashing heavily to the ground.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Long Bin swung his long sword like a storm, each strike aimed at the black-robed master's vital points.
The black-robed expert managed to parry several sword strikes, but his strength quickly waned due to his severe injuries. Finally, he let out a desperate roar and collapsed into a pool of blood.
"Master!" The disciples of the Netherworld Sect cried out in pain upon seeing this.
So this person is the cult leader, Zhu Yaohei?
Long Bin was overjoyed and shouted loudly, "All soldiers, the Lord of the Netherworld Cult is dead! Follow me and eradicate the Netherworld Cult!"
"kill……!"
The Long family army charged forward bravely, sweeping away the cultists who had completely lost their morale, leaving no survivors.
The battle was over, and the entire battlefield fell silent.
Long Bin stood there, his longsword still dripping with blood. His face was etched with exhaustion, but his eyes remained bright and piercing, as if he had just experienced a life-or-death struggle.
The surrounding soldiers began to cheer, and they all ran towards Long Bin, surrounding him completely.
They cheered and jumped for joy, as if Long Bin were their savior.
Long Bin looked at the soldiers with a smile, his heart filled with pride and satisfaction.
Just then, the sound of rapid hoofbeats broke the silence.
Long Bin looked up and saw dust billowing in the distance, as a large cavalry force was rapidly approaching.
The cavalrymen, clad in armor and wielding long spears, were menacing, as if they intended to devour the entire battlefield.