Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 181 The City Burns Amidst Raging Fire!

"Hurrah!"

Ding An suddenly swung his sword, and a burst of scorching air rushed forward, instantly igniting a huge fire.

Even though the two were already familiar with Ding An's fiery energy, they couldn't help but be startled by this unparalleled sword intent. They immediately withdrew their swords and abandoned their moves, quickly leaping backward.

Ding'an completely unleashed his fury, his face turning a deep crimson. His inner strength surged forth like a raging torrent, his "Wedding Dress True Qi" flowing like a hundred rivers converging into the sea.

He suddenly leaped more than ten feet into the air, his eyes shining like starlight, looking straight at the vast land, and let out a furious roar!

The roar was deafening and awe-inspiring, as if echoing the thunderous roar of Ding'an, followed by another loud rumble of thunder in the sky.

At this moment, Ren Shaoyang in the mountain gate square, Hongxiu, Ye Gucheng, Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, Ximen Chuixue and others on the other side of Shaoshi Mountain, and even the heroes present all seemed to have a bad premonition of impending disaster.

Everyone turned to look in the direction from which the roar came.

At this moment, the sky darkened, the thunder subsided, and the rain stopped.

Just as the Sword Emperor was about to unleash his devastating strike, a tranquility and peace, unlike anything ever experienced before, arose between heaven and earth. A sense of peace and tranquility permeated the air, a feeling of contentment and well-being pervaded the world.

At this moment, Ding'an silently looked up at the sky, his face completely devoid of its usual honesty.

All that remained was a chilling atmosphere.

Above the sky, dark clouds gathered, surged, and swirled, just like a black storm in the desert, forming a huge vortex, like a giant eye staring intently at him.

The Sword Emperor raised the short sword, and with the infusion of his inner force, the flames flickered.

At this moment, Ding'an's face was not only red, but his whole body was red. The rain hit his body and made a "hissing" sound, and white steam rose from his body.

But Ding An didn't feel the heat at all; instead, he felt exhilarated and extremely satisfied, feeling that this was the sword intent he had been pursuing for so long.

Ding'an couldn't help but recall what the cripple had said: "I believe in yourself more than you do!"

Yes~
Ding An chuckled sheepishly: "I should believe in myself."

The flames on the blade of the short knife in his hand slowly lit up, and tiny sparks rose and danced on his body.

"This is my own 'City Burning in Flames'!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the flames blazed brightly, as dazzling as the sun, even surpassing the brilliance of Shao Yang's "sword light"!

The crowd at the Shaolin Temple gate cried out in alarm at the dazzling light of the fire and covered their eyes.

At this moment, the demonic fire shone even brighter, flowing out entirely from the sword, swirling and shifting around Ding An's body, flickering and fading.

Ding An's long hair flew wildly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth were clenched so tightly that they cracked. The surging fire seemed to have no end, crashing against his body wave after wave like a raging river.

With the activation of internal energy, a raging fire instantly erupted in the forest beneath their feet, while thick clouds rolled in from afar with thunderous roars, as if the end of the world was about to arrive.

Suddenly, a hand appeared.

Next came the little old man's round old face.

But now his smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression. "King Li, I can't let you unleash this strike!"

As they spoke, a series of thumping sounds rang out, like the beating of drums.

The old man used his fingers, palms, claws, and fists to strike, unleashing a torrent of energy that resembled a sudden storm or a shower of pearly droplets. Dozens of such blows landed on Ding'an, causing his body to tremble violently and blood to splatter everywhere, making him look utterly miserable.

"Die!"

Bang! The old man punched him on the forehead, sending him flying backward through the air.

Blood gushed from Ding'an's mouth, his face gradually contorting and deforming. He suddenly jolted, as if struck by lightning, a look of madness flashing between his brows.

Ren Shaoyang and Hongxiu suddenly appeared before them.

They were surrounded by swords and knives, their bodies crisscrossed with blood, which flowed like a torrent, turning the surroundings a purplish-red that blotted out the sun.

Ding'an cried out in panic, "Crippled man, little beggar! How did you get injured like this?"

Shao Yang and Hong Xiu didn't say much, but smiled and slowly extended their hands toward him, their faces covered in blood.

Ding'an's eyes were bloodshot as she reached out and cried out, "What are you doing? Are you going to kill me? Are you going to abandon me? How dare you abandon me?"

Hearing Ding'an's mournful cries, Shao Yang and the little beggar smiled and said, "Sorry." Before they finished speaking, the head had already fallen to the ground.

Ding'an burst into tears, screaming repeatedly, "Don't die! Don't leave me all alone!"

But Shao Yang and the little beggar abandoned him, leaving him to live alone in this world.

Shao Yang and the little beggar are dead.

Between heaven and earth, I am all alone.

Ding An was completely stunned. Darkness enveloped him, and all that remained to keep him company was endless loneliness and an inexhaustible surge of anger!

Loneliness, solitude, sadness, hardship—all the pain is condensed into two words.

毁灭
"Crippled man, little beggar, what does it matter if the world is destroyed if you die?"

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed, and the wooden Taoist and the old man each displayed their unique skills, with sword light and fists flying, slashing towards his neck.

"Buzz!" The light blazed brightly, as dazzling as the sun!

Ding An held a short sword that shone as brightly as the sun, his hair flying wildly, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"I'm going to your mother!"

An unprecedented power surged through his arm, drawing out a streak of fire with incredible speed along an angle never before attempted.

In that instant, Ding'an felt all the strength, spirit, and even life in his body merge into this one strike.

Everything has become subservient to this one strike.

The short sword sliced ​​through the dazzling, boundless space, until the overwhelming fire energy surged forth with it. It slashed towards the Shaolin Temple!

fire!
Endless flames suddenly erupted, turning the dark clouds in the sky into fiery clouds!

As if to destroy everything in the world, a muffled thunderclap exploded in the sky above Shaoshi Mountain.

Before the old man and the wooden Taoist could even scream, they instantly vaporized into ashes.

"boom!"

A tremendous force came rushing towards us.

Ding'an was thrown backward by the shock, his vision filled with chaos, and everything around him was shaking violently.

He was completely bewildered, not understanding what had happened, yet he felt an inexplicable sense of exhilaration. Suddenly, his back jolted, and he crashed heavily into a large tree, finally coming to a stop.

Ding An shook his head and looked closely. He saw that a large area of ​​trees and soil, several dozen feet away, suddenly rose into the air!

It turned out that the gunpowder that had been eroded by the rain was now completely dried out by the fire.

It's lit, and it explodes!
There was a loud "boom"!
A series of explosions erupted, turning the entire forest beside the mountain road upside down.

Violent explosions erupted one after another, shaking the heavens and the earth, and causing the mountains to tremble.

Suddenly, an unparalleled brilliance shone from the firelight, revealing every detail of Shaoshi Mountain in this extraordinary radiance.

The heavens and earth seemed to tremble slightly. The sword energy in the sky was like a fiery cloud, or a hundred-foot waterfall cascading down, rushing towards Shaolin!

At this moment, flames from the sky and the ground rushed toward Shaolin, getting closer and closer, more and more urgent.

Suddenly, the unpredictable winds and clouds, like ghosts and monsters, were about to descend upon the world.

"Ah~!"

"Help!"

"Is this... is this divine punishment?"

"Run away, run away!"

Chaos reigned in the square and on the mountain path, with people being blown to death. Even before the fiery cloud arrived, many had already perished in the pushing and trampling.

Forced to come together, everyone fought even more fiercely for their lives.

"My darn thing!"

Ren Shaoyang's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

The power of the raging fire that engulfed the city was almost fantastical; fiery clouds descended from the sky, accompanied by explosions on the ground.

Clearly, Old Demon Ren was unaware that Da Bei and Daoist Mu had planted tens of thousands of kilograms of explosives. He was also unaware that Ding An's strike had dried the moisture in the damp gunpowder, causing it to explode.

All he knew was that as far as the eye could see, three sides were engulfed in flames, and his ears were filled with a deafening roar. He was terrified, feeling as if he were about to die!

As the enormous fiery cloud descended from the sky and slowly covered Shaolin Temple, a sudden, loud cracking sound, like the sound of thunder, rang out, causing beams and pillars to collapse and roof tiles to shatter.

Immediately following, the earth shook violently, as if a dragon had turned over. Blood mist and limbs flew everywhere, and flames shot up from the ground like spears and halberds, instantly killing many people. Many more people's clothes caught fire, and in a whirlwind, they turned into balls of fire, with cries of agony rising and falling.

"Damn it, Ding'an's 'Burning City in Flames' is probably a divine skill that is envied by both gods and men!" Ren Shaoyang shook his head slightly, somewhat worried, "But can his body withstand it?"

With these thoughts in mind, Ren Shaoyang focused his energy and unleashed the "Bright Eyes" technique. Countless flames seemed to freeze in mid-air, and his gaze flew out, passing through the raging fire that was everywhere in the sky and on the ground, and saw Lu Xiaofeng and the other two in imminent danger.

"Very well, I still can't bear to watch you die."

Ren Shaoyang stretched out his hand, then suddenly disappeared.
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Ren Shaoyang's figure flickered, like a shooting star streaking across the sky, following the trajectory of the Divine Spider Sword, gliding past as lightly as the wind.

Sword threads cross the void!

The fastest movement technique in the world!

In that instant, the flames leaped slowly, the explosions gradually spread, and everything seemed to slow down.

Ren Shaoyang darted in, first lifting Lu Xiaofeng's buttocks up and embracing him with both arms.

Then, with a wicked grin, he tucked Hua Manlou into Lu Xiaofeng's arms, posing him with his arms crossed in mid-air.

Then, in a flash, he hoisted Ximen Chuixue onto his shoulder.

With a swift movement, he sped off like a wisp of white smoke towards the direction of Ding'an.

"Bang"!
A deafening roar resounded!
Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed "Ouch!" and hugged Hua Manlou tightly, almost kissing him.

Ximen Chuixue also felt a sudden impact on his abdomen and almost vomited.

But when they looked back, all they saw was a sea of ​​fire, with raging flames engulfing the ruins, and countless martial arts practitioners on fire running around in panic. Some were engulfed in flames, screaming as they fell off the cliffs, while others had already been blown to bits.

The mountain path was littered with corpses, charred and mangled, a truly gruesome sight.

What a bloody path!
He stared at the charred, hideous corpses.

Lu Xiaofeng and the other two felt their hearts pounding, their bodies stiffening, and large beads of cold sweat streaming down their faces. They dared not breathe or close their eyes, as the screams echoed incessantly, each one feeling like a knife scraping against their hearts.
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Qingyuan County, at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

Whether they were local residents or martial arts practitioners who had come from afar, they all pointed at Shaoshi Mountain, speechless with fear.

The Shaolin Temple has been bombed!
P.S.: Now it's time to wrap things up.

To prepare for the next world, Xiao Ren needs to go through another small dungeon to level up.

I'll also take this opportunity to organize the outline for the next world.

Of course, the number of updates will not decrease!
Goodnight, muah!

(End of this chapter)