Lin Xuan, take it, this is my last die

The arrival of Long Xinxin once again shifted the tide of the battle.

The Seven Demon Princes, who had initially held the upper hand, now found themselves struggling.

Long Xinxin and Di Haoao coordinated with seamless precision, far surpassing the synergy among the Seven Demon Princes.

Encouraged by this, Di Haoao no longer showed any signs of holding back, leaving almost no openings.

They began their counterattack with great enthusiasm.

"Thunderous Crescent Slash!"

Di Haoao's sword slashed across Cui Baiquan's abdomen, leaving a deep wound.

"Flame Slaying White Dragon Sword!"

Lin Xuan's blade struck Qing Bukuang, who was moving at high speed.

"Single Finger Beam!"

Long Xinxin unleashed a piercing beam of light from her finger, hitting Situ Ye squarely.

A pleasant counterattack? Too soon.

Xu Wuliang's demonic energy condensed into a massive arm, crashing down with tremendous force.

Di Haoao raised his sword to block, but the sheer power forced him deep into the ground.

Seizing the opportunity, Long Xinxin began hacking away at Xu Wuliang's massive arm, dismantling it piece by piece. In an instant, she closed in on Xu Wuliang and thrust her sword forward.

Shan Gui suddenly appeared, kicking Long Xinxin and forcing her to abandon her attack to evade.

Shan Gui's voice erupted in a concentrated burst, deafeningly loud. Long Xinxin, being so close, instinctively covered her ears.

Taking advantage of this, Shan Gui clasped his hands together and brought them down, smashing Long Xinxin's head and sending her crashing to the ground.

Cui Baiquan rubbed his hands together, conjuring a Raging Fire Lotus. One of his eyes had already been temporarily blinded.

Looking at the unstable and wildly volatile Raging Fire Lotus he had painstakingly created, Cui Baiquan dared not consume it himself.

But he quickly thought of a solution: "Xu Wuliang, eat it!"

Without hesitation, Xu Wuliang swallowed it whole, and like Lin Xuan, his power surged dramatically.

The overwhelming energy instantly drove Xu Wuliang into a frenzy, causing him to attack indiscriminately, unable to control the newfound strength.

The other Demon Princes quickly distanced themselves.

Xu Wuliang now faced Lin Xuan and his two companions alone, as they were the closest to him.

Even with his enhanced power, taking on three opponents single-handedly was a pipe dream.

However, this created an opportunity for the other Demon Princes to attack from a distance and ambush.

They began wearing down Lin Xuan and his allies.

Liao Duci's poison, surprisingly, proved to be the least effective. He released vast amounts of it, but there was no noticeable effect, making him wonder if he had used fake poison.

In that case, he had no choice but to resort to more corrosive toxins.

The problem was, these liquid poisons were difficult to land. From a distance, Lin Xuan and his allies could easily block them, and while close combat offered a better chance, Liao Duci was not skilled in melee combat. Approaching them felt like a death sentence.

Shan Gui's noise grew stronger the longer he listened to it. There was a limit, but it was still impressive.

Long Xinxin emerged from the ground and suddenly attacked Situ Ye.

Situ Ye was injured, but the effects of his elixir began to slowly heal his wounds. The pill not only boosted his strength but also extended his combat endurance.

He flashed a menacing grin and rejoined the fight.

Qing Bukuang's sword moved even faster in his enhanced state, continuously inflicting damage on Lin Xuan and his companions. It almost felt like he was surrounding them single-handedly.

"Shadow follows the blade," he muttered.

Yet, even this wasn't enough to satisfy him.

"Su Luo, stop holding back. Use that magical treasure of yours against Lin Xuan!"

"The situation is in our favor. Why would I need to use it?" Su Luo replied dismissively, continuing his assault on Lin Xuan.

"Trust me, Lin Xuan won't die so easily at our hands."

Su Luo didn't need to be told, but since it had come to this, he had no choice.

A dice appeared in Su Luo's hand. He rolled it, and it landed on a ten.

"Hahaha! Even the heavens are on my side. Lin Xuan, take this! This is my final dice!"

Lin Xuan unleashed a burst of energy, knocking Xu Wuliang to the ground with a single punch. He turned to Su Luo and said, "Bring it on. You think I'm afraid of you?"

"Big talk. If you dodge, you're a coward."

"Come at me. I won't dodge." Lin Xuan's sword glowed with spiritual energy, clearly intending to slice through Su Luo's attack.

Su Luo swung his sword down. This time, it wasn't just an impressive display—it was a genuinely devastating strike.

Qing Bukuang sensed it—the familiar power, but even stronger.

Even the other Demon Princes wore expressions of concern. How did Su Luo possess such immense strength?

Elder Wei's eyes widened in shock.

This attack was beyond what Di Haoao and the others could withstand. A direct hit would mean certain death.

What kind of monster was Su Luo? How could he wield such power?

Only now did Elder Wei realize that the North End Demon Lord had not been lying to him.

"Get out of the way!" Di Haoao shouted urgently.

And Lin Xuan dodged.

Su Luo's attack grazed Xu Wuliang, who had just gotten back on his feet.

Without a doubt, he was sent flying and knocked unconscious.

It was fortunate that it was only a glancing blow; otherwise, he would have been obliterated.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan, who had dodged, suddenly lunged at Shan Gui. With a powerful strike, he severely wounded Shan Gui, having charged up his attack for quite some time.

Everyone had expected Lin Xuan to take Su Luo's attack head-on, but instead, he used the opportunity to strike someone else.

What?

The scene unfolded so quickly that no one could process it.

The battlefield fell silent.

Wait, didn't you say you wouldn't dodge?

Lin Xuan had always given the impression of being straightforward and resolute, someone who kept his word most of the time.

Why had he backed down this time?

Su Luo had anticipated this. Even if Lin Xuan had wanted to take the hit, instinct would have driven him to evade.

What he hadn't expected was that Lin Xuan could attack someone else while dodging.

It was a testament to his exceptional combat instincts. Impressive.

Su Luo was both frustrated and heartbroken. "Why? Why didn't you take it? Coward! You coward! My dice!"

"Haha, you said it was your final dice. Of course, it would be powerful. Why would I take it head-on?"

Lin Xuan spoke with a smug grin. He wasn't foolish. Su Luo's words had been a clear warning.

Lin Xuan felt that his rapport with Su Luo was growing stronger. With just this one maneuver, they had effectively neutralized Xu Wuliang and Shan Gui.

Victory was within reach.

Su Luo continued to fume. "You're despicable! You tricked me!"

Lin Xuan remained composed. "Heh, I can't compare to you."

Elder Wei, however, was anything but calm. If Su Luo had used that attack on Di Haoao earlier, Di Haoao would have been dead.

And who knew how many more tricks Su Luo had up his sleeve? If he unleashed another surprise attack, how would they react in time?

No, Su Luo was too unpredictable. For Di Haoao's safety, action had to be taken.

So, he contacted the North End Demon Lord, who was nearby.

After a brief discussion, they settled on a plan.

Just as the battle was about to resume, a powerful figure appeared beside Di Haoao.

It was Elder Wei. "You dare come here to attack Di Haoao? I won't let you get away with this!"

The overwhelming aura of a true expert instantly put immense pressure on the Seven Demon Princes.

"Elder Wei!" Di Haoao felt a wave of relief upon seeing Elder Wei. He had thought he had shaken him off.

"Don't worry. I'll make them pay for this."

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