Faced with that menacing and majestic Three-Headed Lion,
Several prodigies from the Saber God Cult Sect slowly strolled out from behind.
Their faces held a mixture of mockery and disdain.
" Huang Zhong, you're far too weak to fight!"
"They've only exchanged a few blows, and they're already being forced to retreat steadily. This is truly a disgrace to our Saber God Cult Sect!"
A burly, powerfully built young prodigy, wielding a giant axe, sneered.
His voice echoed through the air like thunder.
"That's right, we've been watching for quite a while now."
Your performance is truly disappointing.
Another Black Robe, dressed in black robes and with a sinister look in his eyes, echoed this sentiment.
A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, as if he were watching a joke.
Upon hearing this, Huang Zhong's face instantly turned ashen, his eyes seeming to spit fire, and he gripped his long sword tightly.
He gritted his teeth and said, " Li Jinglong, you bunch of useless trash who only know how to make sarcastic remarks!"
If you're so capable, then come and try! I want to see just how good you are!
"Oh, you're angry? That's more like it, it's more fun when they're angry."
Li Jinglong laughed heartily, completely unconcerned about Huang Zhong's anger.
He lightly brushed the dust off his clothes, his eyes filled with provocation.
"You bunch of trash, all you do is spout nonsense!"
"If you've got the guts, then make your move. I want to see if you can break through my impenetrable defenses."
Huang Zhong glared angrily at the group, his aura gradually rising.
Like a ferocious beast about to erupt.
These prodigies are all outstanding disciples of the Saber God Cult.
They hold a significant position and power within the church.
However, they had always been at odds with Huang Zhong, and their relationship was filled with hostility and competition.
Ha ha...
Just then, the Three-Headed Lion suddenly let out a deafening burst of maniacal laughter.
Its three heads rose simultaneously, a ferocious smile curling at the corners of its mouth, as if watching a farce.
"Ugly creature, what are you laughing at?" Li Jinglong was furious at the Three-Headed Lion's arrogance.
He moved with lightning speed, rushing towards the Three-Headed Lion.
With a single palm strike, a terrifying pressure erupted like a flash flood.
It was as if it wanted to sweep away all obstacles in its path.
"So you're already enraged? You bunch of scum from Myriad Races!"
"They're all the same kind of birds, utterly vulnerable." The Three-Headed Lion's face was icy cold.
Its tone was full of disdain and mockery, and its eyes, like cold blades, stared directly at Li Jinglong and the others.
Hearing the Three-Headed Lion's mockery, Huang Zhong and his men were like powder kegs that had been ignited.
His aura began to surge wildly, like waves in a storm, one higher than the next.
"Today, I'll show you the power of our Saber God Cult!"
Huang Zhong roared and charged towards the Three-Headed Lion like a bolt of lightning.
The long sword in his hand gleamed with a cold light, like a shooting star in the night sky.
It seemed capable of cleaving through the void and severing everything.
Seeing this, Li Jinglong and the others also unleashed their respective special skills.
In an instant, swords flashed and shadows danced.
Its momentum was overwhelming, as if it would tear the entire world apart.
However, the Three-Headed Lion was not afraid at all; its three heads simultaneously emitted deafening roars.
The sound waves rolled out like a raging storm, as if they would shatter the heavens and the earth.
Its body suddenly trembled, and it instantly split into three illusory figures, each heading towards Huang Zhong and the others.
These three illusory figures moved about like ghosts, making it difficult to pinpoint their true location.
Huang Zhong swung his sword, but only a phantom image shattered.
But the real Three-Headed Lion had already appeared behind him.
It opened its gaping maw, revealing sharp fangs, ready to devour him.
"Not good!" Huang Zhong was shocked. He quickly used his movement technique.
Her figure traced a graceful arc in the air, like a nimble swallow.
They narrowly escaped the attack.
Li Jinglong and his group encountered the same problem.
They discovered that their attacks couldn't even touch the Three-Headed Lion's real body.
Each time, I was deceived by those three illusory figures, as if I were trapped in an endless cycle.
"This guy's speed and movement are so unpredictable!" Li Jinglong was shocked.
He knew that he and his men were in a tough fight and needed to find a way out as soon as possible.
Just then, Huang Zhong suddenly shouted:
"Everyone be careful, its attack is strange!"
The three heads of the Three-Headed Lion opened their mouths simultaneously and emitted three beams of light of different colors, which shot towards Huang Zhong and the others.
These three beams of light moved at extremely high speeds, like three bolts of lightning slicing through the sky.
Moreover, it contains terrifying energy that inspires fear.
Huang Zhong and the others had no time to dodge and could only take the hit head-on.
Boom! Three loud explosions rang out simultaneously, and Huang Zhong and the others were all struck by the beams of light.
He retreated rapidly, his face as pale as paper, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Haha, the Saber God Cult is nothing special."
Upon seeing this, the Three-Headed Lion burst into laughter.
Its eyes were filled with smugness and mockery, as if victory was already assured.
It was so excited about this situation.
It felt that these so-called Saber God Cult
They are utterly insignificant; with just a little manipulation, it can easily toy with them.
"You beast, how dare you!" Just then...
A deep and powerful voice suddenly rang out.
Li Peng emerged from behind Li Jinglong, holding a red curved knife in his hand.
The blade was as hot and dazzling as a burning Flame, as if it could devour everything.
The Three-Headed Lion had barely reacted when it saw a blur before its eyes, and countless clones instantly appeared around it.
These clones are as elusive as phantoms, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.
roar!
The Three-Headed Lion dared not be careless; it roared.
The oppressive aura of Mid Fourth Layer cultivator swept out instantly, engulfing the surroundings like a violent storm.
Those clones shattered and vanished into nothingness under this oppressive force.
However, at that moment, Li Peng appeared like a ghost on the side of the Three-Headed Lion in an instant.
His movements were as swift as lightning, and the red scimitar in his hand shot straight towards one of the Three-Headed Lion's heads like a streak of Blood Color lightning.
The Three-Headed Lion was terrified and hurriedly dodged to the side, but Li Peng's attacks were relentless and gave it no chance to catch its breath.
Li Peng's scimitar drew a perfect arc in the air, heading straight for the Three-Headed Lion's neck, as if to sever its head in two.
The three heads of the Three-Headed Lion simultaneously roared in terror.
Its body tumbled through the air in an attempt to evade the deadly attack.
However, Li Peng's attacks were relentless, like maggots clinging to a bone, leaving the Three-Headed Lion nowhere to escape.
Just then, Huang Zhong and the others slowly stood up.
Despite their injuries, their fighting spirit burned even brighter.
They knew that if they couldn't defeat these Three-Headed Lion today, things would likely end badly for them; they had to go all out to have any chance of survival.
"Everyone, charge! Don't hold back anymore!" Huang Zhong shouted as he charged at the Three-Headed Lion once more.
He wielded his longsword with impenetrable speed, each strike imbued with a sharp, piercing intent, as if to tear space itself apart.