Douluo Continent: I, Tang Wulin, a Kamen Rider

Chapter 186 Fighting Side by Side, Seven Swords Combined!
Even just now, she was secretly wondering if Tang Wulin had joined forces with the world consciousness to set up a carefully planned conspiracy against her.

Even though she had just gritted her teeth and secretly made up her mind to leave Tang Wulin completely, never to have anything to do with him again, and never to see him again.

But at this moment, Tang Wulin's gaze seemed to possess a magical power, gradually dismantling Gu Yue's defenses and causing her heart to waver.

Struggle and hesitation flickered in Gu Yue's eyes as she recalled the moments she had spent with Tang Wulin in the past.

Like a dazzling, colorful carousel, it flashed rapidly through her mind.

Those moments of laughter and facing difficulties together are like brilliant stars, each one shining through my heart.

Soon, under Tang Wulin's persistent and affectionate gaze, Gu Yue made her decision.

Fine, let's just consider this the last time they fight side by side!

The next second, a silver light flashed by like a shooting star in the night sky, and Gu Yue's figure appeared before everyone's eyes.

Her expression was cold and stern. Without uttering any unnecessary words, she placed her palm directly on Ye Xinglan's hand.

Then, Gu Yue's gaze was fixed on Tang Wulin, her tone calm yet revealing an undeniable firmness.

"Come together and kill him!"

Seeing this, Tang Wulin's lips curled up slightly, revealing a happy smile of being recognized.

That smile was like spring flowers in full bloom, warm and bright.

"it is good."

He responded softly, his voice low yet carrying an unwavering conviction.

At that moment, a burst of light suddenly emanated from Tang Wulin's body, like the first ray of dawn breaking through the clouds, shining brightly and dazzlingly!
The dazzling light centered on him and instantly enveloped the other six people.

This is Tang Wulin's sword intent!

Having mastered swordsmanship to its highest level, he can now amplify the abilities of others and even share his insights into swordsmanship with them.

"boom!"

A deafening roar, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, and a dazzling beam of light, like a bridge connecting heaven and earth, appeared out of nowhere!
At the same time, a stirring chant, like an ancient war song, emanated from the pillar of light.

"Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit: The Seven Swordsmen!"

"Evil forces and heretics run rampant in the Central Plains, causing suffering to the common people and their tears to flow in vain."

"A young man enters the mortal world with a sword, and after experiencing hardships, his spirit remains unbroken."

"With heroes united, what fear is there? The seven swords unite to pacify the land."

"Slaying evil and annihilating wickedness, the jade sky is clear; the heroic spirit of unwavering loyalty will last for eternity."

Soon, the lyrics came to an end, the final radiance faded, and the figures of the crowd reappeared.

Meanwhile, on the other side, upon seeing this scene, the Dark Blood Demon, who had been observing OMO intently and cautiously the entire time, was shocked.

Looking at the seven people in front of him, who seemed no different from before, he realized that they were not significantly different from before.

They discovered that Tang Wulin and his companions were neither wearing the strange and powerful battle armor they had just worn, nor holding any new storybooks, and their auras showed no signs of surging.

They were merely each holding a longsword that Tang Wulin had just carried on his back, and this sight completely put the Dark Blood Demon at ease.

Damn, I thought something serious had happened!
He even thought that Tang Wulin was about to unleash his full power again, or pull out a new storybook!

After all that, it's still the original skin. Oh no, I should say after all that, I've just used up all my already limited resources again.

With such idiotic behavior, what is he afraid of?

Thinking of this, he grinned and let out a chilling laugh.

"Heh heh heh, that's it?"

"I thought it was something big, just grabbing someone else's hand and then distributing what little strength he had left."

"Is this what you call the future?"

"What a laughable future! Hehehehe."

"Forget it, since you're all destined to die here together anyway, I won't laugh at a naive kid like you."

He shook the storybook in his hand wildly as he spoke in a mocking tone.

"After all, you are the author of this book, so I will reluctantly do you a favor and give you some time to say your last words to your friends."

"Hehehe, no need to thank me, it's just that I'm kind-hearted," he said with a twisted, smug smile.

"This is the final gift from the Dark Blood Demon King of the future to you, the original author."

Meanwhile, Tang Wulin remained unmoved, like a towering mountain, in the face of the Dark Blood Demon's piercing taunts.

He simply raised the Long Rainbow Sword in his hand slowly and deliberately, the movement unhurried yet exuding an undeniable majesty.

He stared calmly at the Dark Blood Demon, his voice steady and firm: "Shouldn't I have told you that you have no future?"

Upon hearing this, the Dark Blood Demon's face instantly froze, as if he had been slapped hard in the face, and his smug smile was frozen on his face.

Then, as if realizing something, he said with a disdainful look.

"So what if I am? What, in your current state, do you really think you can stop me?"

"Or are you planning to rely on those burdens behind you who will only hide behind you in the event of a fight?"

He pointed at the crowd behind Tang Wulin, his disdain growing stronger.

"No way? Surely no one really thinks they can kill a god with just a bunch of Soul Masters?"

"Are you out of your mind from using that Seven Heroes storybook so much? Do you really think you're the male protagonist living in the story, able to wield a sword and vanquish demons?"

The Dark Blood Demon became more and more agitated as he spoke, his voice growing louder and louder, as if he wanted to vent all the frustration he had just suffered at the hands of Tang Wulin through his words.

"Ridiculous! No matter how many trump cards you have, I don't believe you can still kill me with a single sword strike in your current state!"

"I am a god! And you are nothing more than a mere Soul Master ant!!"

Hearing the Dark Blood Demon's mockery and seeing his crazed expression, Tang Wulin remained unmoved, simply shaking his head earnestly.

Tang Wulin's gaze was calm and serene as he slowly swept over the group of companions standing shoulder to shoulder with him behind him.

His eyes were full of trust and doting, like the warm spring sun piercing through the clouds and gently pouring down.

Wherever they went, people felt as if they were bathed in a warm glow, and their hearts were filled with an inexhaustible stream of courage and strength.

"No, they are not a burden, they are my partners and my future."

Tang Wulin's tone was firm and powerful, extremely sincere, and every word seemed to carry his recognition and appreciation for everyone.

"And I have never been the male protagonist in any story."

"I am just me, an ordinary person who writes novels."

At this point, Tang Wulin tilted his head slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of nonchalance and self-deprecation.

"However, you are right about one thing."

"That means that as a Soul Master, I really cannot pose a threat to the gods."

"Although I am a Soul Master, I am also a Swordsman, so even though I am a Soul Master, I have my limits."

"But as a swordsman, my strength has no limits."

"Because the height of a fountain cannot exceed its source, and the strength of a swordsman cannot exceed his conviction."

"So, even if I can't kill you with a single sword strike right now, I still have my beliefs, my companions, and the swords in their hands!" "Therefore, you will not become some kind of God-King; you will only die here, Dark Blood Demon!"

"You will die today, by our swords!"

As he spoke, the Rainbow Sword in Tang Wulin's hand seemed to come alive, gracefully twirling a sword flower in his grasp.

The sword flashed, its cold light gleaming.

In an instant, as Tang Wulin made his move, Ye Xinglan, Gu Yue, Xie Xie and others behind him instantly assembled, their movements perfectly synchronized, like a well-trained elite army.

Their eyes met, conveying a tacit understanding and determination.

"Changhong Sword!"

When faced with difficulties, courage comes first!
Tang Wulin charged forward like an arrow piercing the clouds!

The next second, the light from the longsword in his hand suddenly surged, becoming dazzling and brilliant.

Like the first ray of dawn piercing through the darkness, it illuminates the path forward with courage and the edge of a sword.

"Rain Flower Sword!"

Xu Xiaoyan responded immediately, her voice soft but exuding an undeniable spirit.

In her hand, the Rain Flower Sword was crystal clear, like starlight. As the light shimmered, it resembled a fine spring rain, carrying vitality and hope.

"Ice Soul Sword!"

Gu Yue parted her lips slightly, her white robes as pure as snow, and she held the Ice Soul Sword, exuding a chilling aura.

Wherever it passed, the air seemed to freeze, condensing into wisps of ice flowers, adding a touch of coldness to the heated pre-battle atmosphere.

"Whirlwind Sword!"

Wu Siduo's expression was resolute; the clouds follow the dragon, and the wind follows the tiger.

The Whirlwind Sword seemed to undergo some strange transformation in her hands; as the blade spun, it created a powerful whirlwind and an inexplicable ghostly aura.

"Purple Cloud Sword!"

Ye Xinglan exuded heroic spirit, and the purple sword seemed to be infused with mysterious power.

Amidst the flashes of light, the Purple Cloud Sword hummed, and her gaze was resolute, as if she were determined to shatter all obstacles with a single strike.

"Thunderbolt Sword!"

Xu Lizhi shouted in a deep voice, his burly and robust physique resembling a moving small mountain.

The Thunderclap Sword in his hand resembled Thor's hammer, with lightning flashing across its blade and thunderous roars echoing across the sky.

"Blue Light Sword!"

Xie Xie lightly touched the ground with his toes, like a nimble swallow in flight, and entered the arena last, holding the Azure Light Sword.

His face was cold and stern, and his eyes revealed a calmness that was not as strong as usual. The Azure Light Sword emitted a clear and quiet light, like a ray of moonlight in the night sky, which added a touch of agility and caution to the sword formation.

The seven people stood in their respective positions, staggered and orderly, their long swords shining brightly, like seven dazzling stars reflecting each other, illuminating the world as bright as day.

Then, the seven of them shouted in unison, "Seven Swords Combined!"

For a moment, the seven people seemed to be drawn by a mysterious, unpredictable, and incredibly powerful force.

The seven people took off with agile movements, drawing dazzling arcs in the air, like rainbows.

The seven swords clashed, and in an instant, the sound of metal striking metal seemed to play the most magnificent battle song in the world, resounding through the sky and echoing for a long time.

Between them, sword energy crisscrossed, like a magnificent, impenetrable net woven from light.

It illuminates the surrounding space with vibrant colors, like a dreamlike fairyland.

Wherever the light touched, darkness seemed to be instantly dispelled by the intense light, and evil was swept away, as if the god of light had descended to earth to purify all the filth in the world.

The combined power of the seven swords seemed to gather the might of heaven and earth, so dazzling that it seemed to break through the sky and reach the clouds!

Then, Tang Wulin, wielding the Rainbow Sword, took the lead, like a rainbow-colored lightning bolt.

It charged swiftly toward the Dark Blood Demon on the ground, its long rainbow sword gleaming in the air.

Like the tip of a shooting star, it seemed poised to pierce the Dark Blood Demon's heart with a single sword strike, killing it instantly.

The other six people worked closely together to form an unbreakable sword formation behind him, their figures perfectly aligned and following closely behind!
In an instant, wherever the seven people passed, it was as if seven dazzling rainbows stretched across the sky, or as if seven shooting stars with long tails streaked across the night sky.

Its radiance shines brightly, illuminating all directions!

The light was like a messenger of justice descending upon the world; wherever it went, darkness retreated and bloodlust dissipated!
Seeing this, the Dark Blood Demon finally reacted. His eyes widened as if he had seen the most incredible sight in the world, his face filled with astonishment and fear.

"Seven Swords Combined to Pacify the Nine Provinces? Damn it, it's actually possible to combine the Seven Swords!"

Recalling the lyrics from the Seven Heroes' Tale, the Dark Blood Demon's arrogance vanished instantly, leaving only utter terror.

Without any hesitation, the Dark Blood Demon instinctively wanted to run away.

He stumbled backward in a panic, his body unsteady, like a frightened mouse, as he prepared to take out the Book of Books and run away.

But soon, his hand, which had reached into his pocket, suddenly grasped nothing, and only then did he remember.

When he and Tang Wulin were fighting, Tang Wulin had cut his body down to just his eyeballs.

How could there possibly be room for books?

You should know that even this outfit was created using his divine power.

Seeing this, the Dark Blood Demon, realizing what had happened, quickly looked back at the spot where they had just been.

Then, the Dragon of Courage, the Flame of the Mountain, and the Gate of Books—three storybooks—were knocked to the side.

Just as the Dark Blood Demon was about to pick it up, he was horrified to find that he seemed to be locked by an inexplicable sword intent and could not move!

The sword intent was like a tangible rope, tightly binding him, and even trying to lift him up into the air again, just like before.

At the same time, several golden vines appeared on the ground, knocking the three books away.

Seeing this, the Dark Blood Demon was so angry that he laughed, his facial muscles contorting, resembling the ferocious face of a demon.

"Very well, if that's how it is, then let me see how you're going to kill me!"

He roared, his voice like that of a wounded wild beast caught in a hunt, howling in fury!
"What a load of bullshit fountains, what load of bullshit beliefs! The so-called Seven Swords Combined is nothing more than a martial soul fusion technique performed by seven mere Soul Masters!"

"Don't underestimate the gods, you little brats!"

"Blood Demon God of Hell!"

As he spoke, the Dark Blood Demon, realizing he had nowhere to go, simply threw away the Flame Sword in his hand.

He then summoned his martial spirit again, the Blood Demon Vengeful Spirit, preparing to fight to the bitter end.

As the vengeful spirit appears, the fantasy book inside its body automatically begins to chant.

The next second, the Dark Blood Demon was enveloped by countless scarlet blood energies, forming a giant blood sphere, and his martial soul merged directly into it at that moment.

At this moment, the blood sphere enveloping the Dark Blood Demon resembled a demon's lair, exuding extreme darkness and an incomparably foul stench of blood.

Finally, the blood sphere exploded, and a huge, scarlet creature resembling both a dog and a tiger emerged from it.

Its body was enormous, like a hill, nearly fifty meters tall, with taut muscles, as if containing endless power, and then it let out a roar.

"Blood Demon Slays Heaven!"

(End of this chapter)