Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 486 Killing indiscriminately
"what the hell!"

Below, Xie Xie stared in disbelief, his mouth agape enough to fit an egg.

"Brother Lu is getting stronger and stronger! Is he even human? If I could have Brother Lu's strength in this lifetime... no, even just one-tenth of it, it would be enough for me to roam freely in the Douluo Continent!"

Not only him, but all his companions, even Tang Ziran and his wife, were utterly shocked by the miraculous scene in the sky.

In the air, the slaughter had already begun.

Lu Jun's figure weaved through the gaps in the dense attacks, each swing of the Ice Abyss Sword carrying a precision and elegance akin to a gazelle leaping over horns.

With a slight flick of his wrist, a seemingly light but actually imbued with supreme sword intent icy blue sword light silently pierced the sky.

Its trajectory was surprisingly precise, bypassing the shield hastily conjured by a Soul Emperor and grazing past the giant hammer wielded by a Soul King.

"Whizzing!"

Two masked heads, still unaware of what was happening, shot into the sky in an instant.

No blood gushed from the severed neck, because the wound was instantly frozen solid by the extreme ice.

Before they could even utter a scream, the two Tang Sect warriors, both at the Soul King level, were already dead.

Their headless corpses even maintained their forward-moving posture, running a few steps forward by inertia before collapsing to the ground with a thud, turning into ice sculptures.

All of this happened too fast, too suddenly.

Only when the two headless corpses fell to the ground did the remaining ten Tang Clan fighters realize with horror that they had lost two members.

"Be careful, there's something strange about his sword!"

The leading Soul Saint was both shocked and furious. He shouted a warning and his attacks became even more frenzied, attempting to suppress Lu Jun's ghostly swordsmanship with absolute power.

However, Lu Jun's figure seemed to blend into the wind, and the Ice Abyss Sword transformed into invitations from the Grim Reaper. Each flash was accompanied by the serious injury or death of a Tang Sect fighter.

Clad in white, he remained as pure as snow, untouched by dust. Wherever his sword flashed, he was unmatched in his dominance.

He actually managed to drag this hunting team of more than ten powerful individuals into a quagmire of death with just himself and his sword.

Lu Jun's figure transformed into an elusive white streak in the air. The Ice Abyss Sword in his hand seemed to come alive, no longer just cold metal, but an extension of his will, a manifestation of destruction and freezing.

A purple-level warrior at the Soul level roared, flames rising around him, his Martial Soul True Form manifesting as a giant fire lion, spewing out a torrent of flames powerful enough to melt gold and iron, attempting to devour Lu Jun.

Faced with a fire-attribute soul skill, Lu Jun didn't even dodge. He simply turned his wrist slightly, and the tip of the Ice Abyss Sword gently pointed forward.

"Congeal."

The power of the laws of extreme ice surged, and the roaring torrent of flames was forcibly frozen three feet away from the sword tip.

It was as if a stream of crimson magma had instantly solidified into an ice sculpture, maintaining its flowing form—both eerie and awe-inspiring.

The next second, Lu Jun's figure had already passed through the solidified flames, and the Ice Abyss Sword drew a cold straight line.

"Pfft!"

The fiery lion's true form was cleaved open like fragile glass, and the Soul Emperor's body inside was instantly frozen, before exploding into countless ice crystal powders.

On the other side, the two Soul Saints worked in perfect harmony. One of them released countless incredibly tough shadow vines, which wrapped around Lu Jun from all directions, sealing off all his escape routes.

The other person conjured a huge, earth-yellow energy hammer, which crashed down with the force of a mountain, its attack fierce and almost fatal.

"interesting."

Lu Jun's lips curled up slightly, and instead of retreating, he advanced, charging towards the sky full of vines.

The Ice Abyss Sword spun rapidly in front of him, transforming into an ice-blue drill.

"break!"

Where the sword light passed, the shadow vines that were enough to trap ordinary Soul Saints seemed to have met their nemesis, snapping at the touch and instantly frozen and shattered by the extreme cold. His figure was like an ice shuttle moving against the current, easily tearing open the vine cage.

As for the energy hammer that was about to smash down on his head, Lu Jun didn't even look up. He simply swung his sword upwards with a backhand motion.

A thin, yet exquisitely refined, icy blue sword thread burst forth from the sword tip, silently slicing into the massive energy hammer.

"Crack... Boom!"

The seemingly indestructible energy hammer, starting from its central axis, was instantly covered with azure ice cracks, then shattered with a roar, transforming into the purest earth element energy, which was then frozen into countless ice dust particles by the pervasive cold air.

Lu Jun's figure appeared before the hammer-wielding Soul Saint like a ghost.

The Soul Saint's pupils shrank sharply, and he frantically activated his two-word battle armor for defense, causing a thick, earthy-yellow light to shine brightly.

"Can you stop it?"

Lu Jun asked softly, the Ice Abyss Sword seemingly slow, but in reality it stabbed out as fast as lightning.

The sword tip struck precisely at the core of the battle armor's breastplate.

"Ding--"

A soft sound, like an ice crystal shattering.

Centered on the sword tip, terrifying cold poison and sword intent spread like a virus to every corner of the entire battle armor in an instant.

The Soul Saint was horrified to discover that his connection with the Battle Armor was being rapidly frozen and severed.

The flow of his soul power instantly became extremely sluggish.

The next moment, the Ice Abyss Sword was gently pushed forward.

"Uh……"

Soul Saint's movements froze completely, the light in his eyes dimmed rapidly, and his entire body was frozen solid from the inside out, turning into a lifelike ice sculpture. He fell from the sky, crashed to the ground, and shattered into pieces.

The other Soul Saint who released the vines was terrified and turned to flee. But Lu Jun simply slashed his sword in the direction the Soul Saint was fleeing.

A 100-meter-long, ice-blue, arc-shaped sword beam swept across the space in an instant.

The Soul Saint's figure split in two in mid-air, the cut surface as smooth as a mirror, and was instantly frozen, turning into two ice corpses that fell to the ground.

The slaughter continued. Lu Jun's swordsmanship had transcended the realm of ordinary soul skills, approaching the Dao itself.

Each sword strike is concise, efficient, and deadly, combining the freezing power of ultimate ice with an indestructible sword intent.

Whether the opponent attacks head-on, controls, defends, or dodges, all their attacks appear pale and powerless in the face of his absolute speed, strength, and mastery of the laws.

With each flash of sword light, a Tang Clan fighter would fall.

It might be beheaded, pierced through, or completely frozen and shattered...

The sound of ice sculptures falling and shattering echoed through the air, like a deathly elegy of ice.

Below, Gu Yuena, Yuanen Yehui, Tang Wulin, and others could no longer contain their boiling blood and went to those Yellow-level fighters who had been "overlooked" by Lu Jun or who had tried to bypass Lu Jun to attack them.

As a result, the battle was almost one-sided.

These Soul Kings from the Tang Sect's Fighting Soul Hall were no match for this group of truly monstrous warriors.

Soon, the remaining Yellow-level fighters were also killed on the spot.

After Gu Yuena shattered the last Yellow-level fighter who was putting up a stubborn resistance with her sword, she raised her head, panting, and looked at the main battlefield in the sky.

(End of this chapter)