Chapter 774: From the Mythological Version of the Three Kingdoms

From within the serpent demon's black mist, a massive purple-black snake head suddenly burst forth, its bloody maw gaping wide as it lunged at Tang Luo.

Inside its mouth, not only was there a pair of curved, saber-like venomous fangs, but also ring upon ring of spiraling teeth, like a millstone meat grinder.

Once caught in them, the consequences were unimaginable.

Xuan Bian appeared in Tang Luo's hand, transforming into a longsword form.

He swung his sword and slashed out; the massive snake head was severed entirely, and not only that, Li Bai's Galaxy was also cut through with a single stroke.

Using a sword to break a sword!

The sword light continued slashing onto Xing Tian; he blocked with his shield, his whole body sent flying, tumbling nonstop in the high sky until he stopped after flying over a thousand meters.

Blood light flared over his body, and even his axe and shield were stained with a layer of blood color.

His aura grew even denser.

Tang Luo was very satisfied; fighting like this was a bit interesting.

The Xuan Bian sword turned, shifting from sword to spear, then turning into an axe, wildly transforming among various forms.

Its shape couldn't be made out at all; one could only feel that every form was extremely dangerous.

Extremely dangerous lethal murder weapons!

Tang Luo's body rose a step, executing Thousand Hands Cannot Defend.

In an instant, the space within a radius of a thousand meters was entirely filled with sword light, spear shadows, fist force, axe blades, and hammer shocks.

Thousand Hands Cannot Defend · Hundred Weapons Mound's Take Your Life Three Thousand.

Li Bai, the Serpent Demon, and Xing Tian were all within the attack range.

Xing Tian, as always, didn't know what retreat meant, and didn't even know what defense meant.

Meeting attack with attack, berserk to the extreme.

The Serpent Demon's black mist churned and spread wildly, continuously condensing into giant snake heads to resist Tang Luo's attacks.

"The long wind will break the waves someday; I'll hoist my cloud sail straight to cross the vast sea."

Li Bai chanted the verse; illusory sea waves rippled around him, and he weaved through the dense attacks, dodging every single one just perfectly.

Tang Luo stowed Xuan Bian, and the attacks vanished.

On that side, the snake heads formed from the Serpent Demon's black mist fully condensed into shape — a massive serpent with eight heads and eight tails, intertwined and coiling together, emerged.

Its true form, Yamata no Orochi!

Wreathed in blood qi, Xing Tian launched a counterattack at Tang Luo without a word.

Shield and great axe danced wildly; between the berserk attacks, not the slightest gap was left.

Tang Luo met Xing Tian's great axe and shield with bare palms.

One of Yamata no Orochi's heads opened its mouth and spewed a thick smoke; the violent mist enveloped both Tang Luo and Xing Tian.

On Xing Tian's armor, a "sizzling" sound arose, as it was being corroded by the poison mist.

Before long, the armor became tattered, and even the skin and flesh on his body were corroded by the poison mist.

Even so, Xing Tian's attacks not only didn't stop, but grew even more frenzied; booming echoes reverberated, shaking the poison mist into churning.

If not for Yamata no Orochi continuously spewing poison mist, it would probably have been "blown away" right then.

As for Li Bai, he was sitting cross-legged in the void, his flying sword laid across his knees.

Not exactly laid across; the flying sword hovered, trembling lightly, as if preparing some ultimate move.

The poison mist obviously couldn't do anything to Tang Luo, and even Xing Tian fought more fiercely the longer the battle went on.

However, no matter how much stronger Xing Tian grew as the fight progressed, he was still firmly suppressed by Tang Luo.

Yamata no Orochi had two more heads open their bloody maws; one breathed fire, the other spewed eerie black mud.

Both mixed into the poison mist simultaneously.

The fire goes without saying; the black mud formed a swamp, restricting Tang Luo and Xing Tian's movements while also absorbing their power.

Three heads attacking fiercely, yet Yamata no Orochi still felt it wasn't enough.

A fourth head opened its mouth; this time, it wasn't spitting out some special substance.

From inside, a smaller snake head drilled out, opened its mouth, and another snake head drilled out.

Like a nesting doll, a snake head about the size of an ordinary python drilled into the black mist, its mouth opening, a cold light flashing.

A sharp sword was spat from its mouth, slashing at Tang Luo.

"Hm?"

Right in the middle of fighting Xing Tian, looking like he had no hand to spare, Tang Luo backhanded a punch, sending the sharp sword and the snake head flying together.

"Could it be that whatever Cloud-From-Heaven Sword?"

The Cloud-From-Heaven Sword, also known as the Kusanagi Sword, the sword on Yamata no Orochi's tail, is also a very famous sword.

He kicked Xing Tian's shield, kicking him away; Tang Luo executed the Great Hand Seal, grabbed that snake before him, grasped the Cloud-From-Heaven Sword, and pulled it outward.

Your sword's not bad, but next second it's mine.

The Cloud-From-Heaven Sword was forcibly yanked from the snake's body by Tang Luo, bringing out a spray of black blood.

Outside the black mist, Yamata no Orochi's massive body tumbled in the high sky, letting out pained hissing sounds.

The Cloud-From-Heaven Sword was actually a part of him, a sharp sword formed from the hardest and sharpest part of his snake bones.

Tang Luo forcibly pulling it out wasn't drawing a sword, but forcibly breaking his bone.

And an extremely important bone at that.

How could it not hurt?

The intense pain ignited Yamata no Orochi's ferocity; its massive snake body coiled toward Tang Luo and Xing Tian.

One snake head spat out tens of thousands of small snakes, twisting and intertwining, exceptionally eerie.

The primary target was naturally Tang Luo; Xing Tian was just collateral — once Xing Tian starts fighting, he recognizes no kin; although the three, by Tang Luo's account, already had the intention of joining forces.

Yet they merely refrained from taking the offensive against the other two.

If the opponent entered their attack range, they would not deliberately hold back either.

Just as the Yamata no Orochi attacked in a frenzy, Li Bai over there, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and chanted: "In ten steps, kill one man; a thousand miles, leave no trace behind!"

"The Ballad of the Knight-Errant"!

A stern killing intent erupted, like lightning tearing through the vast sky.

Both Xing Tian and the Yamata no Orochi froze for an instant, sensing a tremendous crisis.

The flying sword on Li Bai's knee vanished.

Then it reappeared above his knee, and a drop of fresh blood rolled down the blade, gathering at the tip.

"Heh."

A light laugh rang out in the black mist; Xing Tian flew backward out of the mist, the shield in his hand shattering in midair, leaving only one-third remaining.

A huge semi-transparent palm descended from the heavens, seized the Yamata no Orochi with nowhere to flee, squeezed once, and hurled it toward Xing Tian.

The black mist churned, and Tang Luo walked out from within, looking at Li Bai: "Not bad, this move. Any more?"

On his cheek was a blood mark the width of a hair, a drop of blood congealed on it without falling.

The Cloud-From-Heaven Sword in his hand had already snapped into two pieces, only half remaining.

Tang Luo decided to take back his earlier words: your sword is no good, I don't want it anymore.

He casually tossed the broken Cloud-From-Heaven Sword toward the Yamata no Orochi and Xing Tian, not knowing who it actually hit — not that it mattered much.

"..."

Li Bai looked at Tang Luo, shook his head helplessly, and took off the wine gourd at his waist: "One last move."

"Come."

Tang Luo reached out and lightly wiped the sword wound on his cheek; the wound vanished, leaving no trace.

Li Bai pulled the stopper from the gourd and tossed it aside, then tilted his head back and drank the wine inside in great gulps.

Then, he opened his mouth and spat.

A magnificently splendid landscape scroll unfurled, completely enveloping Tang Luo, Xing Tian, and the Yamata no Orochi.

It was not a verse; Li Bai opened his mouth and spat out half the flourishing Tang's mountains and rivers!

"The final strike, I leave to you."

Swallowing the last mouthful of wine, Li Bai's figure faded and disappeared, his life as a battle spirit reaching its end.

The Flourishing Tang scroll, stars revolving, the Five Peaks toppling, sword light rising and falling.

And from both sides, the Yamata no Orochi and Xing Tian launched a fierce assault.

"Not bad."

Tang Luo raised a hand; in a trance, his figure became toweringly tall.

The entire Flourishing Tang seemed to be grasped in his hand.

Glazed Nirvana Great Hand Seal!

Heaven and earth inverted, the void shattered, the scroll broke apart!

The night wind blew on the Buddha, like dispersing mist, scattering the Yamata no Orochi's massive body, leaving only a broken sword to fall.

Before him, Xing Tian half-kneeled, still wanting to fight on; the armor on him shattered into blood, bleeding truly for the first time — also the last time as a battle spirit.

His figure began to shrink, reverting to Qin Wushuang's emaciated, lifeless body, falling from the high sky.

Xing Tian could still fight, fight until death arrived, even kill his way out of the death vortex again, but Qin Wushuang had already reached his limit.

Tang Luo flicked a finger; Glazed Flame ignited Qin Wushuang's corpse, streaking across the long sky like a brilliant meteor.

With his other hand he casually grabbed, and a wine gourd flew into his grasp.

This wine gourd did not disappear, but there was no wine left inside.

Surprisingly, the wine gourd turned out to be a piece of equipment; pity its only function is to store a lot of wine for a long time.

After drinking the wine inside, one cannot, like Li Bai, open one's mouth and spit out half the flourishing Tang.

If it were the early days of Gods and Demons Walking, getting this wine gourd would count as useful.

After all, wine's uses are not just for drinking.

For Tang Luo, it's of no great use now; I'll find a chance to sell it after going back.

No need to refine it into the Xuan Bian either.

The broken Cloud-From-Heaven Sword, however, can be refined into the Xuan Bian; pocketing the wine gourd, Tang Luo conveniently picked it back up — truly fragrant.

The Cloud-From-Heaven Sword is not equipment; it belongs to the category of items, and can likewise be stored away.

Hotel.

A knock sounded on the door.

Lying on the sofa describing to Liu Wuxiu how intense the later battle had been, using all sorts of onomatopoeia like "pitter-patter," "boom," "ha," "bang," Ao Yulie stood up and walked over to open the door.

Zhuge Liang entered and directly reached out to stop Liu Wuxiu from asking: "Let's go, Sun Hongyun will probably come looking very soon."

No time to explain.

"Sun Hongyun?"

Liu Wuxiu blanked; after Zhu Bajie shut off the livestream, he didn't know what the Spirit Lords did afterward.

"Mm." Zhuge Liang nodded.

"Go where?" Ao Yulie said, "Someone voluntarily delivers themselves to our door — good thing. If heaven gives and you don't take, you'll suffer for it."

"Sun Hongyun's battle spirits are intact, and he still has several Spirit Talisman Decrees unused." Zhuge Liang said, "I'm no match for him; do you have a way to deal with him?"

Ao Yulie nodded confidently: "Only this place isn't convenient for deploying abilities; let's go over there."

He pointed outside.

He said, their suite was a sea-view room, right by the sea.

Liu Wuxiu chose to believe Ao Yulie, after all, Lu Bu was so strong, this Zhao Zilong and Lu Bu came from the same place, even if slightly weaker, he was definitely strong.

I never expected that in this Tianling War, Liu Wuxiu would be the final winner, the greatest arrogance.

Thinking of this, Liu Wuxiu, who had come to the seaside, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?"

The sea breeze carried Sun Hongyun's voice, "You think you've secured victory? A fortunate nobody."

Sun Hongyun indeed arrived quickly.

"……" Liu Wuxiu instantly became unhappy, in this situation, it was just short of everyone fighting with real swords and spears, can you stop pretending?

Clearing his throat, Liu Wuxiu pondered for a few seconds, preparing to retaliate.

Then he saw Sun Hongyun suddenly widen his eyes, the three battle spirits beside him also changed expression abruptly.

Behind, the originally normal sea waves' crashing sound disappeared, Liu Wuxiu blinked his eyes, couldn't help but turn his head to look behind.

In the dark, deep sea, a colossal figure slowly emerged.

Lightning split the long sky, illuminating the darkness, the ferocious and majestic true dragon's body came into view, then returned to darkness, leaving only a blurred silhouette.

Ao Yulie's dragon head slowly descended.

"You, you, you..."

"Lu Bu is invincible under heaven, I Zhao Zilong can become a dragon, that is also reasonable. Correct, we come from the mythological version of the Three Kingdoms." Ao Yulie spoke nonsense.

Finally, it's my turn to pretend!