Seeing Lin Qian swing the blade at him again, Liu Maoyu felt an overwhelming sense of panic, glancing at the ground.
On the ground, his arm, after being severed, turned into a puddle of soft tallic liquid and eventually solidified.
The fear of death suddenly lingered in Liu Maoyu's heart.
The next mont, he made a dash for escape, at the sa ti unleashing his soul energy wildly, bombarding Lin Qian with wanton blasts.
At this mont, Lin Qian neither dodged nor avoided, taking the opponent's assault head-on to save ti, and chased after him.
The thunderous attack left Lin Qian's skin torn and his flesh exposed, but the high temperature contained within Liu Maoyu's thunderous soul energy left the wounds charred, with the blood coagulating.
Clenching his teeth, Lin Qian endured the pain and caught up with Liu Maoyu, swinging the imitation Execution Immortal Sword in his hand to cut off another of his arms.
"Ah, Lin Qian, if I escape, I will dismber you limb from limb," Liu Maoyu roared in agony and fury, finding a direction and continuing his escape.
Unfortunately, the influence of the Purple Gold Imperial Eyes still lingered in his mind, unable to be shaken off.
Liu Maoyu's once swift figure now slowed considerably, and his fleeing form stumbled, appearing unstable.
And thunder continuously struck Lin Qian from his body.
"Thunderous Fury!" Suddenly, Liu Maoyu turned around, gathering a ball of thunder between his palms and launched it ferociously at Lin Qian.
The previously wobbling ball of thunder quickly shot forward, racing toward Lin Qian's face.
Liu Maoyu's heart filled with delight; this attack had gathered most of his soul energy. Once it exploded, its power would be limitless, capable of flattening this sturdy ruin's land for miles with ease.
In his view, Lin Qian had only one option, to dodge. Once he dodged, Liu Maoyu could escape.
To confront it head-on would be courting death, and he couldn't believe the opponent would be so foolish.
But just then, he was shocked to see Lin Qian's speed hadn't slowed at all, apparently ignoring the terrifying power contained within the ball of thunder.
What followed from Lin Qian left Liu Maoyu so startled he forgot to run.
Lin Qian opened his mouth and swallowed the ball of thunder, then suddenly a Crystal Bottle appeared in his hand, and he uncorked it to gulp down the Potion.
This series of actions was completed as Lin Qian rushed towards him, and by the ti Liu Maoyu ca to his senses, Lin Qian was already in front of him, his long sword directly piercing his Dantian in the chest.
Instantly, Liu Maoyu's liquid body began to dissolve, becoming chaotic and unable to maintain a human form.
"How could this be?" At this mont, Liu Maoyu realized that the ball of thunder swallowed by Lin Qian hadn't shown any signs of explosion, as if it was digested upon entering his stomach.
What puzzled him more was how Lin Qian exactly pinpointed the location of his Dantian in his chest with such a precise and terrifyingly accurate stab.
With his Dantian pierced, Liu Maoyu couldn't mobilize his soul energy, leaving him unable to resist or escape.
"You lose!" With his Purple Gold double pupils fixed on the crystalline white in front of him, Lin Qian's scorched face broke into a slight smile.
Swish!
The Execution Immortal Sword was pulled out from Liu Maoyu's body by Lin Qian, who turned around and stabbed backhand into Liu Maoyu's two crystalline eyes in the center.
It was his sea of consciousness, containing his soul power. The sword emitted a hum, slightly vibrating, before shattering his soul completely, scattering it to the winds.
At the sa ti, the soul energy on him dissipated completely, vanishing into thin air.
With the Execution Immortal Sword retrieved again, Liu Maoyu's body behind Lin Qian lost all support, lting like snow into a puddle of tallic liquid, eventually solidifying.
The Overlord Level power of the Flowing Gold Clan, one of the Heroes Gathering's twelve geniuses, was the first to fall within this ruin.
"Big brother!" On the other side, the commotion from Liu Maoyu's death was naturally witnessed from the other two battlefields.
Liu Hezhou cried out incredulously, unable to believe his elder brother died at the hands of that Human Clan mber.
But as he was distracted, Zhao Long, his skin crimson and unassailable, thrust his Tailong Spear through Liu Hezhou's Dantian and then plunged it through his sea of consciousness.
Liu Hezhou thus perished!
Now, Liu Gantian, who was already being suppressed, saw both individuals dead, beca frantic, and turned to run in a blind panic, with incredible speed, leaving the fourth-generation Wei family mbers in temporary shock and unable to give chase.
Lin Qian narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly, "Run?"
The Execution Immortal Sword flew into the air, and with a powerful kick on the sword's hilt, it shot like an arrow from a bow, piercing through the sky with a sharp whistle, catching up to the fleeing Liu Gantian and directly penetrating his Dantian.
With his Dantian shattered and soul energy leaking, Liu Gantian's previously swift fleeing figure fell from mid-air.
On the other side, Zhao Long swiftly followed and hurled the Tailong Spear.
It arced beautifully through the air and struck accurately into Liu Gantian's body, shattering his sea of consciousness and eradicating his soul entirely from this world.
The garden area's surroundings were now a complete wreck, the burning flas around reflecting on everyone's faces.
The fourth-generation mbers of the Wei family collapsed to the ground, their legs giving way, each one covered in blood, heavily wounded, and having consud much of their soul energy.
Zhao Long retrieved the Tailong Spear and the imitation Execution Immortal Sword, rushed back to Lin Qian, and imdiately kneeled down: "Your servant deserves death, allowing Your Majesty to suffer such heavy injuries!"
At this mont, Lin Qian was entirely scorched, his clothes tattered, his breathing erratic.
After fending off the Thunder Sea Roar, Lin Qian's soul energy had been overly depleted, so during the later chase and resistance against thunder, he could only rely on his physical body to withstand it, resulting in severe injuries.
Even though Liu Maoyu was escaping, his attacks weren't easily endured, as those thunder strikes left Lin Qian's skin split, with fresh blood flowing freely.
Despite appearing unscathed, several of his bones were broken, his entrails shaken, severely injured, and with much soul energy consud. If there were more enemies, the situation would have been extrely perilous.
"It's been a long ti since I last suffered injuries this severe," Lin Qian chuckled softly, gesturing Zhao Long to rise, "Protector, there's still one more issue that hasn't been resolved."
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