Chapter 29: Rampage (Part 2)

"Ah!"

Following a heart-wrenching roar, the Nine Dragon Sword Case on Zhang Nuo's back also let out a dragon's chant. The dragon-shaped patterns carved onto the Sword Box miraculously began to twist, and at the same time, streams of pure Spirit Power poured into Zhang Nuo's body. The two Flying Swords that had previously been hovering beside Zhang Nuo quickly flew to meet Zhao Yingjie's giant sword.

"You think you can resist with just this level of cultivation!"

Zhao Yingjie did not take Zhang Nuo's counterattack seriously at all, and the giant sword continued to descend rapidly.

But just at this moment, a bizarre scene occurred: the two seemingly dilapidated Flying Swords suddenly erupted with dazzling white light, and with a "Clang!", they blocked the descending giant sword perfectly.

"Hmm!"

Zhao Yingjie was greatly shocked, and even the girl in pink standing in the distance looked at all of this in astonishment. Seeing Zhao Yingjie make his move, she had already given up all hope in her heart, believing that these two brothers were surely doomed.

Zhang Nuo placed Gao Dakuan on the ground and slowly stood up. At this moment, streams of pure Spirit Power surged out from the Nine Dragon Sword Case on his back; the purity of the Spiritual Qi far exceeded everyone's imagination.

Zhang Nuo's eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets, and the expression on his face was twisted, as if he were enduring extreme pain. At this moment, he looked like a fierce and wicked god from the underworld; even the Zhao Brothers couldn't help but take two steps back when they saw him.

Glaring with hatred at the Zhao Brothers opposite him, the intense killing intent turned his eyes blood-red. He turned his head and glanced at the pure Spiritual Qi pouring out from the Nine Dragon Sword Case behind him. To be honest, he didn't know what was going on either; the massive amount of Spiritual Qi was causing his body to swell rapidly, just like a balloon being inflated.

From the tips of his toes to his scalp, every part of Zhang Nuo's body was filled with Spiritual Qi. He had to think of a way to vent all this Spiritual Qi, otherwise, he would explode and die before anyone else even made a move.

"Ah!"

Zhang Nuo let out another long howl toward the sky; the sound didn't sound like a human's at all, but rather like a crazed beast.

"Both of you, go to hell!"

Crouching slightly, Zhang Nuo squeezed these words out through his teeth while preparing to unleash his power.

"You brat!"

Zhao Yingyong was so angry his face turned red. Although Zhang Nuo's transformation was somewhat terrifying, he was, after all, only at Qi Refining Stage Level 6. Being scared into retreating by such a little brat was too humiliating for the Zhao Brothers.

"Slash!"

After a roar, Zhao Yingyong's giant sword slashed down crazily! Zhang Nuo stared fixedly at the two, only using his peripheral vision to track the falling giant sword. Over the years, he had only practiced the Sword Control Art and did not know any profound techniques, so with a movement of his Divine Sense, four Flying Swords flew out one after another from the Nine Dragon Sword Case on his back. Each of these Flying Swords was wrapped in Spiritual Qi, looking from afar like a mass of white light.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

The four Flying Swords collided with the giant sword in succession, producing four deafening loud bangs, and at the same time, Zhao Yingyong's giant sword was sent flying far away!

Stunned! The Zhao Brothers were completely shocked. A little brat at only Qi Refining Stage Level 6 had actually sent his giant sword flying—how was this possible! But what shocked the two even more was yet to come. Zhang Nuo let out a crazed long howl and extended two fingers on each hand, pointing at the Zhao Brothers respectively.

Ten more Flying Swords surged out from the Nine Dragon Sword Case! They aimed at the two men, and with a flash of white light, they shot out like lightning.

The speed of the ten Flying Swords was astonishing, giving the brothers no time to react at all, and in an instant, they were right in front of them. The two brothers dodged quickly, but a one-foot-long gash was still cut into one of Zhao Yingyong's arms by a Flying Sword, and blood gushed out like water.

The pain of the wound was not as great as the shock to his soul. A kid at Qi Refining Stage Level 6 had actually managed to injure him; if this were to get out, no one would believe it.

"Big brother! Look at his cultivation!"

Zhao Yingjie suddenly shouted loudly. Slightly startled, Zhao Yingyong released his Divine Sense to scan Zhang Nuo, but when he saw the opponent's cultivation clearly, he was dumbfounded. At this moment, Zhang Nuo was wrapped in pure Spiritual Qi; in terms of cultivation, he had at least the strength of the Foundation Establishment Late Stage!

"This is impossible!"

Zhao Yingyong shouted loudly. He simply couldn't believe his eyes. A mere kid at Qi Refining Stage Level 6 had become so powerful in the blink of an eye. Was he hiding his strength? Was he playing the "pig eating the tiger"?

Zhang Nuo's eyes suddenly caught sight of the arm Zhao Yingyong had injured with the Flying Sword. Blood was flowing wildly from the arm, and the bright red blood made Zhang Nuo unable to control himself, as if only in slaughter could he find his true self! His eyes, filled with killing intent, became more and more blood-red, until in the end, the world in his eyes was entirely blood-red. Looking at the sky, the sky was red; looking at the ground, the ground was also red; everything was covered in red! There were no other colors!

In his mind, Zhang Nuo's consciousness began to fade; he only remembered one thing—slaughter!

"Ah!"

The pain seemed to have reached its peak, and Zhang Nuo roared loudly. His body was no longer under his control. Now, a total of sixteen Flying Swords were hovering around Zhang Nuo. These sixteen Flying Swords, just like Zhang Nuo himself, were trembling incessantly, emitting bursts of mournful wails. With more than a dozen Flying Swords sounding at once, it was as if more than a dozen people were wailing simultaneously. The atmosphere was suffocatingly bizarre!

The girl in pink standing in the distance shivered violently. She felt a kind of irresistible, terrifying aura rising slowly from the bottom of her heart; that feeling was even more terrifying than facing death directly! And she had no ability to resist it at all!

If the girl was like this while standing far away from Zhang Nuo, one could imagine what the Zhao Brothers, who were closest to Zhang Nuo, were going through!