Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen is Coming

Chapter 59 The blood-red moon shines through all rivers! (Together)
"Great death!"

As the magnetic sound of the blade echoed in the forest, it seemed as if even the earth was shaking, and an invisible pressure swept over.

At this moment, his shattered sword seemed to be given new life, and instantly transformed into thousands of sword lights and shadows, like the dawn of light, tearing apart the darkness of the forest.

Countless crescent-shaped sword auras, carrying the blood-red light of the red spider lily totem, illuminated the entire forest like the moonlight that shines through all the rivers and streams.

The blood-red light, like the flames from hell, burned everything in its way. Even the scorching sun pales in comparison to this crazy finishing move.

At this moment, Blade in the air, his blood-red eyes were as sharp as a cheetah, and he could only vaguely catch a glimpse of the black figure moving at a high speed under the tree.

Tang Hao's figure was like a ghost, shuttling between the woods, deliberately hiding in the dense areas, trying to use the complex terrain to escape Blade's pursuit.

Faced with Tang Hao's cunning and agility, Ren just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mocking smile.

His "Great Death" is not a simple straight-line attack, but an all-round AOE damage. No matter how Tang Hao hides, he cannot escape the ubiquitous sword energy.

"Do you think you can escape from my grasp like this?"

Blade's playful voice was cold and confident. His hands drew complex trajectories in the air, controlling the direction of the countless sword energies.

I saw the blood-red sword energy pouring down to every corner of the forest like a storm. The trees were cut in half and the branches and leaves were chopped into pieces. The whole forest seemed to have experienced a doomsday baptism at this moment.

And Tang Hao, the black figure moving at a high speed under the tree, seemed to be swallowed up by this force and disappeared in the torrent of sword energy.

Tang Hao was fleeing hurriedly in front. Although his steps were steady, his heart was in turmoil.

He never thought that Blade would use such a powerful move without hesitation just to kill him.

As a Titled Douluo, his intuition told him that this sudden pursuit was far more dangerous than he had imagined.

His eyes were as dark as water. Wherever he looked, the originally lush and green road was now covered by countless blood-red lights of death.

The sword energy behind him was like a web of death, layer upon layer, impenetrable, as if announcing to him: the path to survival has been cut off and the shadow of death is approaching rapidly.

The so-called death omen is coming!!

At this moment, Tang Hao didn't care too much about this move. He thought it was just a replica of the battle a few months ago. With his strength, it should be easy to block or avoid such an attack.

However, this time, he might have underestimated the enemy.

Suddenly, at the moment he ran away, Tang Hao's pupils suddenly contracted and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

This kind of trembling is like the instinctive reaction of a living thing when faced with extreme fear. Even a Titled Douluo like him cannot completely suppress this innate fear.

At this moment, Tang Hao finally truly felt the breath of the blade. It was a feeling of oppression so strong that it was suffocating.

He was so shocked that he couldn't believe the reality before him.

This time, the moves released by Blade were many times more powerful than the previous fight a few months ago!
"What a power this is!"

Tang Hao's breathing almost stopped at that moment, his heart was beating like a drum, and every beat seemed to remind him that the shadow of death was approaching.

He could feel that every time the countless blood-red sword energies approached, it was like the sickle of the god of death gently passing by his ears, and the cold chill penetrated his bones.

An unprecedented sense of crisis emerged in Tang Hao's heart!
The air around him seemed to freeze, and every breath Tang Hao took was like inhaling an icy blade.

His eyes were no longer calm and deep, but full of fear and disbelief. He could never have imagined that the power of the blade would increase to such a terrifying level in such a short time.

How can it be! ! !

As Tang Hao was fleeing at high speed, he felt the breath of the blade and the desperate fear spread in his heart like a tide, quickly penetrating into every cell of his body.

His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and every beat was accompanied by unspeakable pain.

His mind was in a mess and he couldn't believe that all this was true.

How could Blade's strength have improved so horribly in just a few months? This change was beyond his understanding of the Douluo World's military system!
"Could it be possible that he could be directly granted a Titled Douluo at the age of seven?!" Tang Hao's heart was filled with shock and disbelief.

When he first saw the blade, he felt that his ideas about the indigenous Douluo force system were shattered, and now, those shattered ideas seemed to be repeatedly pressed to the ground and rubbed, almost turning into powder.

At this moment, Tang Hao truly realized how stupid and ridiculous his original rash idea - to hit Blade and see how strong he was.

He had also thought about investigating Ren's background, and if it was nothing serious, he would just kill him.

Now that he thinks about it, if he waits until he finds out everything, Ren might have already become a Titled Douluo, and he would be a prey waiting for him, and would be killed instantly the moment he shows his head!

"I am so naive!" Tang Hao laughed at himself in his heart, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

boom! !

Suddenly, just as Tang Hao was terrified by the exponential growth of his sword's power in a short period of time, a blood-red moon-shaped sword energy suddenly exploded beside him! The light of the sword energy was like the brightest star in the night sky, instantly illuminating the corner of the forest.

The huge energy fluctuations were like a detonated bomb, exploding instantly, smashing the big tree that Tang Hao used to block the blade's sight into pieces! Wood chips flew, leaves scattered, and the whole scene was like the end of the world.

Tang Hao was instantly affected by the impact and his body lost balance like a kite with a broken string.

He had to adjust his body at the critical moment and forcibly change his route to avoid the deadly sword energy.

Tang Hao narrowly avoided a spur of sword energy and turned to glance behind him. He saw the afterimage of the red spider lily left by the explosion. The gorgeous petals were swaying in the air, as if mocking his powerlessness and despair.

At this moment, Tang Hao had no intention of appreciating the so-called beauty of the remaining shadow of the red spider lily. In his eyes, it was nothing more than a symbol of extreme terror.

His heart suddenly tightened and he deeply felt a sense of impending death.

"Is this his power?" Tang Hao's breathing became rapid, his eyes filled with shock and fear.

At this moment, Tang Hao was like a prey being chased by a cheetah, not daring to stop for even a moment.

The blood-red moon-shaped sword energy was only a part of the power displayed. Without looking back, he could feel that there were countless sword energies like deadly arrows, rapidly approaching him!
Tang Hao, whose injuries have not yet healed, knows in his heart that he cannot confront the blade head-on, at least not now.

A feeling of impotent rage welled up in his heart. At this moment, he only hated himself for not being an agile soul master. His speed was not enough to easily escape the pursuit.

Soon, countless blood-colored moon-shaped sword energies poured down like a rainstorm, madly spreading towards Tang Hao who was dodging everywhere.

The sword energy was so dense that it seemed to turn the entire forest into a scorched earth.

Bang bang bang!
The explosions of the sword energy were deafening. Each explosion was like a death knell in Tang Hao's heart, reminding him that death was approaching.

At this critical moment of life and death, Tang Hao's nine soul rings lit up instantly, and the bright light was particularly dazzling in the dark forest.

He also took out the Clear Sky Hammer, the legendary weapon, which looked even more ancient and powerful against the backdrop of the blood-colored sword energy.

Tang Hao swung the Clear Sky Hammer to fight back against the deadly sword energy while dodging. Every move he made was full of strength and agility. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand seemed to have turned into a barrier to protect his life.

Every hammer blow accurately shattered the approaching sword energy, but in the torrent of sword energy, his defense seemed so fragile.

Tang Hao's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his physical strength was rapidly consumed in the rapid escape and continuous fighting.

At this time, Tang Hao had completely lost his sense of direction. He was like a headless fly, running blindly in the forest.

The air around him was filled with the sword energy of the blade, and the invisible sense of oppression made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He even lost the direction of the blade. This feeling made him feel like he was in a maze, full of traps and dangers.

After a frantic dodging, Tang Hao finally got rid of most of the sword energy pursuit temporarily.

He stopped panting, only to find that his clothes had been torn into pieces by the sword energy, and there was almost no intact piece of cloth on his body.

His skin was exposed to the air, covered with scars, as if telling of the thrill that had just occurred.

Suddenly, a hot touch spread across his arm like a snake's tongue, and Tang Hao realized that he had been hit by the sword energy without knowing when!
The fresh blood kept gushing out like a spring, dyeing his clothes red and also dyeing the world before his eyes red.

Tang Hao gritted his teeth and gripped the Clear Sky Hammer even tighter in his hand, forcibly suppressing the urge in his heart to fight to the death with the blade.

He knew that now was not the time to confront head-on, and he had to remain calm in order to find a chance to escape.

In a flash, a thought flashed through Tang Hao's mind. This guy probably only had this one attack. He definitely couldn't catch up now.

This thought made him feel a lot better from the fear that had just subsided a little.

He hid in the shadow of a shabby hat, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of mocking smile, and whispered to himself:
"Haha, damn boy, you are still a little naive."

Although Tang Hao's voice was low, it was full of provocation and disdain. He thought he had successfully shaken off the blade.

Just suddenly!

As soon as Tang Hao finished speaking, the air around him seemed to freeze instantly, and an invisible sense of oppression enveloped his heart like a substance.

A ghostly and playful laugh, as if coming from the underworld, suddenly sounded in front of him, like a cold wind blowing past his ears.

That wild laughter sounded like a night owl in the silent night sky, carrying with it a creepy chill.

"I found a flaw."

The teasing and mocking tone revealed in the sudden sound of the blade made Tang Hao's heartbeat speed up instantly, and cold sweat slid down his forehead. His pupils suddenly contracted, and the muscles of his whole body were tensed to the extreme.

Tang Hao was suddenly filled with an incomparable sense of fear, and he felt a chill running from the soles of his feet straight up to his head! !

"Hahahahaha!"

The wild laughter echoed in the woods, startling a flock of birds, which fled in panic.

Tang Hao's heart was filled with fear. As a Titled Douluo, he actually felt powerless in the face of this sudden attack.

As a Titled Douluo, his reaction speed was extremely fast. Almost at the same time as the laughter sounded, he raised his right arm and hurriedly blocked the attack. He didn't know how terrifying this attack was.
But he didn't have time to think about it, and instinctively raised his right arm to try to block the fatal blow. The veins on his arm bulged, and the muscle lines were clear, showing his great strength.

However, the owner of the laughter, holding the sword in his hand, seemed to have crossed the boundary of time and space. While the laughter was still ringing in his ears, he had already appeared on the right side of Tang Hao like a ghost. His speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with madness and bloodthirstiness. It was a mockery of Tang Hao and also a fanaticism for fighting.

His broken sword, which had been strengthened by self-mutilation, was glowing with a frightening blood-red light, as if it contained infinite destructive power.

The sword flashed, and a blood-red moon streaked across the sky, with a sharp sound of cutting the air, heading straight for Tang Hao's right arm that was raised in panic.

This sword was unstoppable, full of determination and ruthlessness, as if it was going to tear apart all of Tang Hao's defenses.

boom! ! !
"what!!!"

Tang Hao's screams and the sounds of explosions intertwined to form a horrific symphony that echoed through the woods, shaking people's hearts and livers.

At the moment when the sword hit, a strong energy wave suddenly erupted, as if a volcano that had been accumulating for a long time finally erupted at this moment.

The blast was far beyond Ren's expectations. The force was like a violent beast, wreaking havoc on everything around it.

Ren only felt a huge thrust coming from the tip of the sword, and his body involuntarily flew backwards along with this force.

A trace of astonishment flashed across his face. Obviously, he didn't expect that his attack would cause such a violent reaction.

His body drew an arc in the air, his clothes fluttering like a dancing ghost.

Everything around was affected by this force, and the earth seemed to be shaking.

The dust and broken leaves raised from the center of the explosion were like a sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun, shrouding everything in a gray haze.

The trees were shaken and branches and leaves fell down one after another, creating an extremely messy scene.

After the air wave subsided a little, Ren steadied his body, holding the Zhili Sword, and slowly walked towards the center of the smoke.

His steps were firm and calm, and although the explosion just now took him a little by surprise, his goal remained unchanged.

In the smoke, Ren's vision was a little blurry, but he could still feel Tang Hao's faint breath.

Although the aura was weak, it still existed tenaciously, as if telling of an unyielding will. Ren's mouth curled up into a sneer again, estimating that Tang Hao had been knocked to the ground by his sword, and his life or death was uncertain.

“It’s disappointing.”

Blade's voice was low and full of mockery. His blood-red eyes pierced through the smoke, fixed tightly on the center of the explosion. Every step he took seemed to mock his opponent's vulnerability.

"hehe."

There was another chuckle, a cold satisfaction in Blade's voice.

His footsteps fell lightly on the broken leaves and dust without making any sound, but every step seemed to be knocking on Tang Hao's dignity and destiny.

At this moment, the system's voice suddenly sounded in Blade's mind on the silent battlefield. The mechanical and cold prompt sound made Blade pause slightly.

[Ding! Tang Hao is frightened by the host and is about to have a mental breakdown! Roleplay progress increased: 0.7%! ! ]

[Ding! Tang Hao suffered a severe retribution! He escaped directly from his family's inherited right arm soul bone! He escaped with a broken arm! The roleplaying progress is increased by another 1%! ! ]

[Current role-playing progress: 26.27%! ! ]
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