A blood-red blade light swept toward him. Barlo flipped his palm, and a black greatsword appeared in it.
Black flames leaped and surged across the blade.
Barlo swung his sword, meeting the blood-red blade light head-on.
Boom!
Accompanied by a deafening boom, the blood-red blade light engulfed Barlo, sending his body flying backward.
As it sent Barlo flying, the blood-red blade light continued corroding his body, trying to erase him completely.
"How can it be this powerful?!"
Barlo was horrified.
His current strength was at the mid-seventh order, indeed two minor realms below the peak-seventh-order Asura warrior.
But as an NPC, he had learned many passive skills from other NPCs.
With all those passive skills stacked together, although he was only at the mid-seventh order, his speed, strength, defense, and so on were no weaker than those of an ordinary peak-seventh-order warrior.
Yet now, he had actually been sent flying by a casual blade light from his opponent!
If he had not had the boosts from those passive skills and had merely been an ordinary mid-seventh-order warrior, would he not have been killed by a single slash?
He found that impossible to accept.
"Hmph!"
Bolent snorted coldly.
Those three fellows had been so arrogant just now that he had assumed they possessed some strength. He had not expected them to be so weak.
"Weakling, go to hell!"
His body transformed into a blurred afterimage as he lunged toward the flying Barlo.
From afar, Lin Feng, who was watching the battle, saw a strange glint flash through his eyes.
The Space-time Pupil was ready. The moment Barlo faced mortal danger, the Space-time Pupil would immediately activate and save him.
Barlo had already sensed the danger. With a thought, the Illusion Mech within his body activated.
A mass of black light enveloped