Su Changqing gave them no time to catch their breath or reel in shock.
Killing intent surged in his eyes as he stamped heavily on the void.
His true body and two clones became three streaks of light, tearing straight across the sky as they charged at three of the Heavenly Demon Emperors.
"Attack!"
Xiao Yan also shouted.
He swung the Heavy Xuan Ruler fiercely, and the multicolored sea of flames filling the sky instantly became a fire dragon tens of thousands of feet long. Opening its sky-swallowing maw, it roared toward the Bone-Winged Devil Emperor.
Lin Dong moved like lightning. Eight Ancestral Symbols condensed in midair into a massive millstone, which smashed straight toward another Devil Emperor with a weighty aura that could suppress the ages.
Beyond the sky screen.
The viewers on the Douluo Continent had long since been stunned speechless by the intensity of this battle.
They watched the white-haired young man in the image, so decisive in his slaughter.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin tightened his grip on the Seven Kill Sword, his eyes filled with awe.
"This is a true powerhouse..."
"No wasted words. Every move is a lethal killing strike. There isn't the slightest hesitation in his sword."
On the screen, Su Changqing's fighting style was utterly different from the refined grace he had displayed before.
Ruthless, precise, killing with a single blow.
The white-jade clone wielded a longsword, flitting like a phantom through the gaps in the Thousand-Handed Devil Emperor's attacks.
Every flash of sword light severed a huge demonic hand at its root.
Black demonic blood poured down like a torrential rain.
The dark-gold clone, meanwhile, pushed his physical strength to its utmost limit.
He did not even use a weapon, closing in directly.
Facing a Devil Emperor whose flesh was covered