Chapter 1462: Chapter 1496: Eastern Ability Users VS Western King Yan
In comparison, Lin Zifeng excels at close combat.
Sha Bu, possessing Electric Elent Ability, is more skilled at long-distance Ability execution. Ability Users inherently have deficiencies; most of their energy is invested in their Abilities. Physically, they are nothing compared to Eastern Cultivators—though so Ability Users do have strong physiques.
One specializes in close combat, the other in distant combat—two great Kings attacking the injured King Yan simultaneously; this is undoubtedly a lethal ambush!
“Our Ability Group has been chasing you for two whole days. We thought you really slipped past us. It turns out the fad King Yan hides in a small inn like a little thief; it’s downright adorable.”
Sha Bu halted his advance, maintaining absolute distance from King Yan; an Ability User’s body cannot compare with a Cultivator’s.
Once within a Cultivator’s attack range, it’s definitely a one-hit kill!
It’s like arts students and science students.
Each excels differently.
“Even a small Ability Group dares to hunt down! Aren’t you afraid of the Bright Pope’s anger?”
King Yan glared furiously, extrely angry. Chased like a dog by the Ability Group these two days, he even tried to flee Zhonghai City several tis without success. Along with his serious injuries, leaving Zhonghai City alive is truly a painful task.
“You think using the Bright Pope can suppress ?”
Sha Bu’s tough face broke into a cold smile, looking at him with a gaze as if watching a fool: “The Bright Church is far in the West; you speak of it in my Great Eastern like you’re an idiot!”
“Swish～” Almost as soon as Sha Bu finished speaking, King Yan’s body transford into a hurricane, launching an assault.
“Even if I die in Huaxia today, I’ll drag you with !”
Within the purple hurricane, King Yan’s furious roars echoed continuously.
“Twist twist twist～”
Strange sounds emanated from the hurricane, drawing all the stones and sand into it from the ground.
Rolling smoke and Killing Aura soared into the sky!
“Retreat!”
Lin Zifeng shouted, his right hand swiftly drawing a soft sword. With a swish, the soft sword sliced through the air, piercing the Heavenly Vault, and its trembling force turned over, a single sword’s might enough to tear apart the heavens!
“All electric elent sprites of nature…”
As Sha Bu retreated, he began muttering a strange Spell, summoning those elent sprites of nature…
Seeing the unmatchable hurricane about to sweep over him, Sha Bu’s pupils shrank violently, almost sweating from his forehead.
Nervous, afraid, shocked, horrified…
All sorts of complex thoughts and emotions filled Sha Bu’s mind. Though the Ability is powerful, it’s extrely difficult to muster within a short ti…
And Lin Zifeng’s soft sword was almost about to slice off King Yan’s head, yet this damn bastard was inexplicably indifferent, aning he was ready to trade his life for Sha Bu’s.
At this point, Lin Zifeng was sowhat anxious. If Sha Bu died because of him, it would be extrely embarrassing for the Ability Group. How would he repay ng Chanji for such a huge favor, this life debt?
“Not good! If I continue to execute this damn Ability User, I might lose my life too!”
Within the hurricane, King Yan’s thoughts raced; in a mont, he assessed the pros and cons.
“Good opportunity!”
anwhile, as King Yan was lost in thought for an instant, Sha Bu’s tension in his eyes vanished, replaced with gleaming excitent.
“Buzz buzz buzz…buzz buzz buzz…”
A mysterious and miraculous energy began rapidly forming a terrifying force with Sha Bu at the center.
Then that energy surged into the sky, about ten ters above Sha Bu’s head.
“Attack!”
Sha Bu shouted, frowning deeply.
All of that energy in the sky, seemingly with Life Force, under Sha Bu’s control, transford into a network of bright and fiery electric dragons intertwining downward.
“Sizzle sizzle sizzle～”
The capability of lightning is imnse in nature. Truly terrifying is not the thunder, but these not-too-loud, very bright, yet brief flashes!
“Not good!”
King Yan looked up, discovering an entire layer of golden electric dragons furiously roaring down.
It was like furious dragons fiercely roaring, charging toward King Yan.
“This is bad!”
King Yan cursed silently, swiftly relocating within the hurricane toward the nearby small bus station.
“Trying to flee?! Hmph! It’s too late now!”
Sha Bu pursued relentlessly, the hot and tangled electric web like hundreds of electric dragons rampantly scurrying, finally interwoven into a sky-covering net.
“Crack～”
The first blinding lightning bolt from the sky struck ferociously.
“Boom～”
Instantly dispersing the hurricane surrounding King Yan completely.
“Damn it!”
King Yan regretted deeply, cursing himself for thinking too much just now. He should’ve fled sooner. Now it’s Death God plus an Electric Elent Ability User. Even if he survives, he would lose a layer of skin!
“Swish swish swish…”
After the hurricane disappeared, King Yan sprinted madly toward the station.
He exerted every ounce of energy to escape.
“Boom～”
A lightning bolt, swift and without delay, streaked down from the sky!
“Boom～”
Dust flew, leaving a massive crater on the ground.
King Yan erged from the dust, all his clothing scorched by the fiery electric current, looking like a beggar. Face flushed, he spat out thick smoke.
Seemingly close to reaching the station, making capturing him extrely difficult; in a crowd, any battle could inadvertently affect bystanders.
“Everyone, disperse!”
Lin Zifeng shouted and roared, his voice echoing like thunder, leaving everyone at the station with ringing ears.
Those passengers at the station had no idea a chase was happening. To them, it appeared like movie effects.
Have you seen anyone capable of summoning lightning?
No… How could it be? As if they were really an Ability User?
Those preparing to enter, buying tickets, scalpers, anyway, the station had all sorts of people.
Witnessing soone chasing another who looked like a beggar, in mid-explosion.
Soone couldn’t help but shout, righteously indignant: “Damn it! Is there no law? Two able-bodied n chasing a beggar?! Is this your Beggar Gang’s territorial dispute?!”
“Get lost!”
However, King Yan rushed over frantically, slapping the person hard; he finally realized this wasn’t the Beggar Gang fighting over territory…
“Slap!”
That person was thrown with a slap, spinning in mid-air before crashing onto a car roof, groaning in pain…
(Today a ‘Demon Lord’ reader has been very supportive, please forgive my slow updates, the book’s appeal is closely tied to Ti—slow work leads to fine results.)
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