Chapter 1550: Scared?

"Damn it, two eighth-grade True Demons!"

Deep in the mountains and forests, Li Fulu gazed with a face as black as iron at the dark abyss ahead, where two blood-red creatures, as if flayed of their skin, were crawling out; the thick scent of blood was almost enough to make one vomit.

But what made people most despairing was that these two flayed, blood-red creatures were actually two True Demons with strength reaching the eighth grade!

Beside Li Fulu, there were fully dozens of people.

This was a convergence of two units, and also the most elite forces of the Dragon Tooth Guard and the Dragon Blood Guard.

On the Dragon Tooth Guard side, Li Fulu led the way, along with Dragon Tooth Envoy Luo Jiang, Grand President Xia Yu, and others; among them were even Li Jingtang and Li Li Fengyi.

The elite unit of the Dragon Blood Guard consisted of Guard Venerable Li Zhihuo, Dragon Blood Envoy Yuan Tianzhao, Grand President Li Hongque, as well as Li Li Hongli and Li Li Qingfeng—faces Li Luo had once been familiar with.

Oh, and there was also the Inspector Li Li Zhiqiu.

"Li Li Zhiqiu, you bastard! It's all because of your greedy and rash advance that we're trapped here!" At this moment, Li Fulu cursed loudly. Originally, their mission was merely to clear the creatures in this area, but Li Li Zhiqiu and Li Zhihuo had attempted to achieve greater results, leading the pursuit of some fleeing True Demon creatures and breaking into this place.

Now it was clear; this was obviously a trap set by those creatures.

Here, the strongest among them, Li Li Zhiqiu, possessed only the strength of the Upper Seventh Grade Marquis Realm, while Li Fulu and Li Zhihuo, despite having improved their strength over the past two years, were merely at the Upper Sixth Grade level.

Such a lineup was simply unable to deal with two eighth-grade True Demons.

Li Li Zhiqiu's face was somewhat pale, with blood traces at the corner of his mouth. Previously, he had rushed forward the fastest and nearly been smashed to death by a palm strike from the suddenly attacking eighth-grade True Demon; fortunately, he narrowly avoided it, but the aftermath still left him severely injured.

"How was I supposed to know an eighth-grade True Demon would appear here! True Demon creatures of this level should be deeper inside!" Li Li Zhiqiu roared in defense.

Originally, with their strength and lineup, even encountering some seventh-grade True Demons would have allowed them to completely exterminate them, but now that two eighth-grade True Demons appeared simultaneously, it clearly exceeded their capacity to respond.

"Damn it!"

Li Fulu gripped his great halberd tightly, but he also understood that discussing this now was futile. He glanced at Luo Jiang, Xia Yu, and others behind him, whose eyes were filled with panic, then finally gritted his teeth and shouted sternly, "Li Li Zhiqiu, Li Zhihuo, the three of us will hold the line; we'll drag it out for as long as we can. Everyone else, retreat immediately, send the signal, and request reinforcements!"

"Guard Venerable!" Luo Jiang, Xia Yu, and others exclaimed in shock.

"Get moving!"

Li Fulu wiped the blood from his face, roared, and then his figure transformed into a beam of light, shooting out; atop his head, six Marquis Platforms erupted with immense Xiang power.

He actively charged to meet the two eighth-grade True Demons that were rushing forward with footsteps that shook the earth and mountains.

Li Li Zhiqiu and Li Zhihuo's faces shifted, but finally, they too gritted their teeth, lagged a step behind, activated all their Xiang power, and rushed up to meet them.

Behind them, the elites of the Dragon Blood Guard—Yuan Tianzhao, Li Hongque, Li Li Qingfeng, Li Li Hongli—all wore expressions of terror and sorrow; finally, they bit their lips tightly and retreated in panic, not daring to waste the time Li Fulu, Li Li Zhiqiu, and Li Zhihuo were buying for them.

Li Li Qingfeng, even more decisively, took out a signal jade talisman, crushed it, and a stream of light shot straight into the sky.

But in his heart, he understood that this request for help was too late; by the time reinforcements arrived, Li Fulu, Li Li Zhiqiu, and Li Zhihuo would likely be unable to save their lives.

They could only watch with red eyes as the three led by Li Fulu, with a tragic and heroic momentum, faced the two True Demons.

However, just as Li Fulu pushed the tragic atmosphere to its peak and was about to unleash what he felt was his most perfect strike, this world suddenly became brilliant; from the sky came a deafening boom.

It sounded like the singing of a blade and the ring of a sword.

One blade and one sword descended from the sky, carrying terrifying fluctuations beyond imagination.

The two eighth-grade True Demons also sensed an extremely intense aura of threat at this moment; terror surfaced in their scarlet eyes. Unable to pay any attention to Li Fulu and the three ahead, they activated all their evil qi, which above their heads transformed into blood-red talisman papers flowing with viscous fresh blood.

The talisman papers looked as if they were made of human skin dyed with fresh blood, cold and eerie.

But facing the full-force attack of the two eighth-grade True Demons, the sword light and blade glow still descended without hesitation, and at the moment of contact, a piercing cracking sound suddenly rang out.

Rrrrip!

The one blade and one sword, as if piercing through tofu, instantly shattered the blood-red skin talisman papers flowing with foul-smelling fresh blood, then, carrying fragments of broken space, pierced straight through the massive bodies of the two eighth-grade True Demons from the crown of their heads.

Voom!

The earth moaned, then cracked apart.

The one blade and one sword each pierced an eighth-grade True Demon alive, then pinned them to the ground like dead dogs; the terrifying residual energy waves spread out, leveling the entire mountain forest.

The raging, torrential black rain here was completely evaporated by this.

Li Fulu, who had rushed out maintaining a tragic posture, stumbled to a halt; in his pupils were reflected the two True Demon creatures that had been instantly killed in an instant, and his eyes were slightly dazed.

Behind him, Li Li Zhiqiu and Li Zhihuo also froze.

Luo Jiang, Li Hongque, and others retreating in the rear also involuntarily stopped their steps.

After a few moments of stupor, intense emotions of surviving a disaster surged over their faces like a tide.

"Reinforcements have arrived? Who is it? To so cleanly and decisively slay two eighth-grade True Demons, could it be Grand Elder Li Li Qingpeng or Grand Elder Li Li Jiluo?" Everyone excitedly speculated.

Because among the Li Li Tianwang lineage currently, below the King Realm, the strongest were Li Li Qingpeng and Li Li Jiluo, who had entered the Ninth Grade Marquis Realm; in these past two years, the high-grade True Demon creatures they had slain were countless.

"No, it's not the Xiang power of the two Grand Elders, Li Li Qingpeng and Li Li Jiluo!"

Li Fulu suddenly exclaimed in shock. He gazed at the one blade and one sword that had pierced the two eighth-grade True Demon creatures; the blade and sword were slightly familiar, but they certainly did not belong to Li Li Qingpeng or Li Li Jiluo. At the same time, the Xiang power flowing upon them seemed even more pure and immense than that of those two Grand Elders.

Li Li Zhiqiu and Li Zhihuo exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with doubt and suspicion.

However, just as they were filled with doubt, a beam of light broke through the sky and arrived; immense Xiang power pressure descended like a tide, causing everyone present to feel a jolt in their hearts.

They dared not be negligent and all lowered their heads; even Li Fulu respectfully said, "We do not know which great expert has intervened to save us, but the Li Li Tianwang lineage will surely remember this kindness and offer a heavy reward."

However, there was no answer. Li Fulu, with his head slightly bowed, felt a figure land beside that ancient straight blade, casually pick it up, and then walk toward him.

That person dragged the straight blade; the blade edge scraping the ground produced a sharp, scalp-tingling sound.

Li Fulu felt a slight shock in his heart; why was this mysterious expert coming toward him? What did he want to do? Was he an expert he had quarreled with at some point?

Just as Li Fulu was secretly on guard, the person carrying the blade suddenly squatted down in front of him, and in his slightly lowered field of vision, a young, handsome face with a brilliant smile appeared.

He said with a grin, "Scared?"

Reflected in Li Fulu's eyes was that familiar face he hadn't seen in two years; his pupils suddenly dilated, and then a strong sense of disbelief and terror surged forth.

He suddenly raised his head, gazing at the youth holding the blade and squatting on the ground before him.

"Li Luo?!!!"