Starting From Douluo, Glory is Invincible

Chapter 495: Guardian

"噌噌" Two harsh metal friction sounds were heard. Lin Fan's black hair was dancing wildly, and his hands were like iron pliers tightly grasping the bone spurs on Qiankun's wings. The barbs on those bone spurs were as sharp as razor blades. Lin Fan's hands immediately began to bleed, staining his palms and Qiankun's bone spurs red. But Lin Fan seemed not to feel the pain and still held on tightly.

Qiankun looked at Lin Fan's wounds, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes. He leaned forward, and the hundreds of ghosts behind him let out earth-shattering roars and rushed toward Lin Fan like a blanket of heaven and earth. Each of these ghosts exudes a powerful aura, as if they want to swallow up the entire world.

Lin Fan had no retreat at this moment and was in a desperate situation. Zhao Feiyu watched anxiously from the sidelines. He had long expected that Lin Fan would not be able to win easily, but he did not expect that the battle situation would deteriorate so quickly. He wanted to step forward to help, but he was tightly entangled by the two masters and could not escape.

 However, facing this desperate situation, Lin Fan did not show the slightest trace of panic on his face. His eyes were firm and deep, as if he was waiting for something. He is waiting for the perfect opportunity to kill Qiankun in one fell swoop!

 “Die!” Qiankun smiled ferociously, with electric light flashing all over his body, and his blood energy soaring to the sky. He put his five fingers together and turned into a bone spear, shining with a cold light, and stabbed Lin Fan's heart fiercely.

“Now!” Lin Fan roared in his heart, and purple vitality surged out of his body like a volcano erupting. His eyes also turned deep purple, as if they contained endless ancient power. Purple smoke spread around him, carrying a mysterious and ancient aura.

There was a crisp "click" sound, and Lin Fan actually tore off two of Qiankun's bone spurs. He held his breath and concentrated, his eyes as bright as the sun and the moon. The two Demon Spirit Clan guardians in the distance seemed to have noticed something, and they all changed their colors and looked back in disbelief.

 With Lin Fan as the center of the circle, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly changed. An invisible force emanated from Lin Fan, rolling up a huge whirlpool. Terrifying energy fluctuations are brewing, as unstoppable as a flash flood about to erupt!

"Eight Paths and Ten Powers!" Lin Fan shouted lowly, and as his words fell, the space within ten feet around him suddenly solidified. The sky became dark and lightless, and the earth seemed to have lost its flatness and become rugged. The invisible ripples swallowed everything around like a black hole.

Qiankun let out a scream and his figure was also blown away by this terrifying force. The bone spurs on his body were shattered into pieces and scattered all over the floor. The result of this battle is self-evident. Qiankun was defeated and the defeat was extremely tragic!

Zhao Feiyu finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this scene. He knew that he made the right bet and Lin Fan did not disappoint him. The two guardians of the Demon Spirit Clan in the distance had pale faces. They never imagined that Qiankun would be defeated so miserably and at the hands of a human being!

At this moment, Lin Fan stood in the center of the battlefield like a **** of war. His figure looked particularly tall under the dim sky. The purple energy gradually dissipated, revealing his blood-stained clothes and firm eyes.

"The world has been defeated, why don't you retreat quickly!" Lin Fan glanced coldly at the two Demon Spirit Clan protectors and shouted in a deep voice. Although his voice was not loud, it reached everyone's ears clearly.

 The two demon spirit guardians looked at each other and saw a trace of fear and unwillingness in each other's eyes. But they also know that the current situation is no longer within their control. Qiankun has been defeated, and if they stay here any longer, they will only be humiliating themselves.

 “Let’s go!” One of the guardians waved his hand and turned around and left with the rest of the Demon Spirit Tribe. Their figures quickly disappeared into the distance, leaving only the mess and blood on the ground, proving that a tragic battle had taken place here.

 (End of this chapter)