Chapter 338: Slaying Bone Douluo

At this moment, Gu Rong felt as if he could see a towering, massive figure behind Nan Feihuang.

That was a fierce general who had been through a hundred battles and was invincible; it was none other than the Ghost God Lv Bu.

The Ash Strike is the most explosive of Lv Bu's Three Peerless Skills; a single slash of the Halberd can destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth.

"Slash!" Nan Feihuang roared explosively.

The Fangtian Halberd tore through the heavens and earth, slashing toward Gu Rong.

Gu Rong naturally would not sit and wait for death; he detonated all his soul power, and the Bone Dragon valiantly met the Fangtian Halberd.

At this moment, because they were in a life-or-death struggle, their power was actually a notch stronger than in their prime, both having exceeded the limit of Level 95.

Where the Fangtian Halberd and the Bone Dragon intersected, a black hole seemed to appear, sucking in everything between heaven and earth before completely annihilating it.

A situation like this, akin to a natural disaster, could only be produced by powerhouses above the level of a Super Douluo.

Crack! Crack!! Every bone of the Bone Dragon began to crack continuously.

In terms of attack power, Nan Feihuang indeed held the advantage, and then there was his Ice and Fire Power.

This Ice and Fire Power had two functions in this collision: the first was to impede the circulation of soul power; when the Ice and Fire Power rushed into Bone Douluo's body, he, like Sword Douluo, felt as if his whole body were plunged into an ice and fire Hell whenever he circulated his soul power.

The second was to break defenses; no matter how hard the bones of this Bone Dragon were, after being scorched by Nan Feihuang's fire attribute and then rapidly cooled by the ice attribute, they would become significantly more fragile.

Do not be fooled by Feihuang's young age; his combat experience was rich, and in high-end battles, he had even experienced experts like the Azure Ox Python and Tang Hao, so he was not inferior to Gu Rong.

"Gu Rong, your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect keeps coming to make an enemy of me for no reason. Do you really think I, Nan Feihuang, am weak and easy to bully? Last time my mother crippled Sword Douluo; this time, let me slaughter you as retribution for you all." With only two seconds left in his dual true form, Feihuang pushed his power to the limit.

The muscles on his arms even began to rupture, seeping out wisps of fresh blood.

But that terrifying, immense strength, paired with the absolute attack power of the Fangtian Halberd, finally succeeded in tearing through all of the Bone Dragon's defenses.

The entire shaft of the Fangtian Halberd began at the Bone Dragon's neck, slicing diagonally across its entire body, and that massive Bone Dragon martial soul instantly turned into a sky full of shattered bones.

Gu Rong spat out a large mouthful of blood and could no longer hold on, falling from the sky and collapsing onto the ground, life or death unknown.

Immediately after, Nan Feihuang also fell into that pile of rubble, the Fangtian Halberd dissipating as he gasped for breath.

Both of them were on the verge of their limits, but their situations were completely different.

Nan Feihuang was indeed injured very, very heavily, but he had not reached the point of being completely unable to move; it was mainly that his entire reserve of soul power had been completely emptied.

At this moment, even if a Soul Scholar who had just awakened one level of soul power appeared, their soul power would be deeper than his.

Gu Rong was the complete opposite; he still had soul power in his body, and quite a lot of it—after all, he was a Level 95 Title Douluo, and his soul power was countless times deeper than Nan Feihuang's—but his body, under Nan Feihuang's previous strike, had all its bones shattered, meridians severed, and internal organs crushed, and he was only hanging on by a thread thanks to his remaining soul power.

In this situation, I fear even a Nine-Ring Nine-Heart Begonia might not be able to save him.

Nan Feihuang crawled to his side, almost dragging himself. "Bone Douluo, the outcome is decided. You cannot move, but I can still move. Are you convinced?"

"Ugh..." Gu Rong seemed to want to say something, but every time he opened his mouth, it was full of blood and shattered internal organs; his vocal cords were also severed, and he could not speak at all. Yet, in the gaze Nan Feihuang saw from him, there was still plenty of defiance and anger toward him.

But thinking about it, that made sense; this man was a Super Douluo who had been famous on the continent for decades, one of the two Elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, with a lofty status.

Yet now, he had lost at the hands of Nan Feihuang, a mere sixteen-year-old youth; it would be a miracle if he were willing to accept it.

But what could he do if he was unwilling? A loss is a loss.

Nan Feihuang reached out and tapped his belt, taking out a sharp dagger; this was what he had originally used to cut the Immortal Herb at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Struggling to crawl up from the ground, Nan Feihuang pressed the tip of the dagger against Bone Douluo's brow. "Farewell, Bone Douluo. Don't worry, soon someone will replace me in sending your entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect down to accompany you."

Upon hearing this, Gu Rong's eyes widened instantly, and he made woo-woo sounds in his mouth, seemingly wanting to struggle, wanting to ask clearly what Nan Feihuang meant by these words.

What he cared about most in his heart was the sect and Ning Rongrong.

He had lost today's battle; although he was unconvinced, the facts could not be changed, and he accepted dying at Nan Feihuang's hands, but for Nan Feihuang to say such things before killing him was clearly intended to make him die with lingering resentment.

Feihuang naturally would not answer him; he wanted him to die holding onto his unwillingness and confusion. Since he had come to ambush him, he was an enemy, and Feihuang would not harbor mercy for enemies.

It was just that he had no strength left at all now; even though the dagger was quite sharp, it could not pierce into Bone Douluo's skull at all.

In the end, Nan Feihuang directly used his own body to press down, pushing against the hilt of the dagger, forcibly using the dagger to pierce through Bone Douluo's skull.

Gu Rong kept his eyes open, glaring at Nan Feihuang, and finally breathed his last.

"Cough, cough!!" Feihuang began to cough again, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had not stopped.

Rolling over a few times, Feihuang collapsed beside Gu Rong's corpse, unable to move a muscle. He only felt his eyelids were so heavy, his vision dimming, and soon he also completely lost consciousness.

Fortunately, because of the battle just now, all Spirit Beasts and wild beasts within dozens of miles had been scared away; otherwise, if a carnivorous Spirit Beast appeared at this moment, it could have had a full meal with the bodies of two Title-level powerhouses.

Night gradually descended, and a light rain began to fall from the sky, washing over Feihuang's exhausted body and also washing away the bloodstains flowing from the two of them.

A snow-white figure slowly walked out from the darkness, eyes fixed on Nan Feihuang, who was lying on the ground in a deep sleep.

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi stood on the balcony, looking at the rainy Seven Treasure Plaza, his heart filled with an inexplicable sense of unease.

"Dad, is Bone Grandpa back yet? Did he capture that Nan Feihuang and bring him back for me?" Ning Rongrong ran over anxiously; she had been waiting all day.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and gently stroked his daughter's hair. "Not yet. Uncle Bone is cautious by nature; perhaps he wants to wait until Nan Feihuang is further away from Tiandou City before making a move."

"I see, Bone Grandpa is so slow." Ning Rongrong pouted; she was impatient to teach Nan Feihuang a lesson.

"Rongrong, it's getting late. You go rest first; when tomorrow dawns, you'll be able to watch Uncle Bone bring Nan Feihuang back in chains," Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.

"Mm, then I'll go to sleep first. Goodnight, Dad."

(End of chapter)