The Dragon-Pinning Form Returns
Several thick water ropes burst from the ground and wrapped around the front half of the Hundred-Footed Golden Centipede King's body.
Its dozens of limbs, broad neck, and even abdomen were all bound.
"Let me go!!"
The Hundred-Footed Golden Centipede King suddenly struggled, angrily twisting its body from side to side.
It recalled part of the Golden Blade to retract and cut the water rope, but as soon as the water rope broke, new water replenished it, breaking and reconnecting, entangled and never ending, it just wouldn't break completely.
A violent force of resistance came from the end of the water rope, and Yang Xiao's arms suddenly felt heavy.
Using several water ropes to bind the enraged Pill-Pattern Demon King is like trying to lead a cow with a rope made of grass; the binding effect is very weak.
But Yang Xiao never intended to restrain the other party; he only needed to keep them occupied for a short while.
"Click--"
In that instant, Lu Changgeng also shattered the last giant armor blade in front of him.
Their gazes briefly met across the shower of Golden Blade.
Without much thought, Lu Changgeng's Mystic Core power surged up once more.
The enormous golden sword, several meters long, instantly flew from his hand and slashed across the sky towards the Hundred-Footed Golden Centipede King in the distance!
Wherever it passed, the Golden Blade that blocked its path shattered one after another.
Noticing the sharp edge behind it, the Hundred-Footed Golden Centipede King sensed danger, and its compound eyes suddenly contracted.
It hurriedly retracted some of its detached carapace, layering them in front of itself to block the view.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The massive golden sword struck the dark gold armor, cleaving through several layers of defense until it slowed slightly when it struck the last piece of armor.
Lu Changgeng's eyes blazed with golden light, and he once again activated his sword incantation.
"Laugh--!"
The enormous golden sword pierced through the Demon King's waist and abdomen, slicing through its thick carapace and flesh, instantly cutting it in two.
"Aaaaaah!"
The Hundred-Footed Golden Centipede King let out a piercing screech.
Its hindquarters fell to the ground, and demonic blood gushed out from the gap like a fountain.
If it hadn't twisted its body desperately at the last moment, that sword might have severed its head as well.
As the main body was injured, the Golden Blade suspended in mid-air trembled violently, and the "iron net" instantly lost its aim. Several Golden Blade even collided with each other, scattering a string of sparks.
Yang Xiao did not take the opportunity to rush forward.
The opposing team was already fighting with their backs against the wall, and now they have suffered a heavy blow.
The Golden Blade overhead seemed to be teetering on the brink of collapse, as if it had lost its aim, but in reality, that was when it was most dangerous.
What he needed to do was continue to entangle Lu Changgeng and create an opportunity for him to act.
The Water Pattern once again wrapped around the front part of the Hundred-Footed Golden Centipede King's body, only to be torn off in an instant, with water splashing everywhere from the broken end.
Once one section broke, Yang Xiao brought in a new stream of water and reconnected it to the broken section.
The Hundred-Footed Golden Centipede King finally spared some attention for Yang Xiao.
The contempt in his eyes vanished, leaving only boundless hatred.
He couldn't handle Lu Changgeng's sword, but the kid's tricks were really getting on his nerves.
It simply reversed the direction of all the remaining foot blades.
The golden blades no longer fell on Lu Changgeng, but poured down on Yang Xiao, so dense that even the wind couldn't squeeze in.
Yang Xiao activated the Sky-Rending Wind Pattern, weaving through the Golden Blade. Although the water curtain above his head partially offset the force, he still managed to break through with the Army-Breaking Spear.
But the Golden Blade were too numerous.
The tearing sound continued in my ears, and soon the fabric ripped open. I felt a chill on my shoulder, a sharp pain in my side, and blood quickly seeped out from the tear.
But Yang Xiao didn't even frown.
This injury is much lighter than the blow Mountain E delivered.
He didn't even glance at it; his entire focus was on those water ropes.
A mere minor injury is nothing compared to slaying a Demon King.
Lu Changgeng saw the wounds on Yang Xiao's body. He was surprised that Yang Xiao could withstand the pain, but he was also worried that Yang Xiao wouldn't be able to hold out for long.
His gaze darkened slightly, and his hands moved even faster.
He drew his sword and approached, the Gold Pattern condensing entirely on the blade.
"Laugh--!"
With the second sword strike, another corner of the Demon King's front half was sliced off.
At this point, his original body, which was dozens of feet long, was only three or four tenths of its original size, and most of his armor had been consumed. He simply did not have the extra energy to fight the two of them and had already begun to consider retreating.
It hasn't lived enough yet.
He could only force himself to survive while being attacked from both sides.
He retrieved the remaining Golden Blade, and the golden weapons that had been hanging in mid-air fell back onto him with a clatter.
Immediately afterwards, its head slammed hard into the ground.
"Boom--!"
The rocks collapsed with a roar, and a dark opening opened in the valley. Its remaining legs frantically dug into the rock layers, and its front half quickly burrowed in, leaving only a dark hole in the blink of an eye.
The underground mine tunnels were constantly collapsing due to the Demon King's ramming, with rubble and soil quickly filling the passages; every time it dug a section, another section collapsed behind it.
Lu Changgeng quickly caught up to the collapsed area, raised his sword, and slashed downwards.
The golden sword light sliced through layers of rock several meters high, sending rubble and soil tumbling down, but there was no response.
After waiting for a moment, Lu Changgeng's heart sank.
He couldn't find the opponent's exact location. If he forced his way to the ground again, the ground would shake, and the collapsing rock layers might cover its tracks, allowing it to escape even further.
"We let it escape anyway."
Lu Changgeng sighed softly, then turned to look at Yang Xia, "Don't be disappointed. It's already quite good that we managed to severely injure it; it won't get far."
"Rest for a moment, I'll go find it now."
Just as Lu Changgeng was trying to comfort him, Yang Xiao closed his eyes instead.
The underground is filled with rock layers and gravel, but it also contains a lot of moisture, and his specialty is finding traces underground.
With a single thought, the Canglan Water Pattern spread out, and the moisture from underground carried all the subtle changes up through the rock strata.
Yang Xiao followed the changes for a moment, then opened his eyes and held the Army-Breaking Spear upside down, aiming the spearhead at the collapsed pit.
He bent one arm high, channeling all his strength into it.
BOOM!
The next instant, the Army-Breaking Spear transformed into a black-gold light, striking straight into the collapsed rock layer.
The spearhead pierced through several dozen feet, penetrating directly into the middle of the Hundred-Footed Golden Centipede King's body. Its momentum continued, embedding itself deep into the hard rock beneath, pinning the Hundred-Footed Golden Centipede King to the ground.
"Ah--!"
The Hundred-Footed Golden Centipede King shuddered as it was instantly pierced through its body.
Its remaining limbs frantically dug at the rock strata, causing the surrounding ground to collapse continuously, with rubble falling down along the cracks.
It tried to pull out the gun despite the excruciating pain.
He strained with his entire body, the armor scraping against the rock with a screeching sound, but the gun barrel remained motionless as if rooted to the spot.
Even more serious things were yet to come.
A sudden burst of scalding heat appeared, piercing into the flesh along the gun barrel.
Everything in its path was burned, and within just a few breaths, several charred and necrotic pieces of flesh appeared inside its body.
"What... what the hell is this?!"
For the first time Hundred-Footed Golden Centipede King's voice changed, carrying a panic that he himself was unaware of.