RPAGF Chapter 322 Join us and get everything!
Chapter 322 Join us and get everything!
In an instant, the ghost Xuanwu let out a shrill roar and his body trembled violently.
The black fire quickly weakened, and the blue light in the center of the flame gradually dimmed.
"Now!" A gleam of light flashed in Chen Yile's eyes, and the Tianshi Sword in his hand once again condensed a dazzling sword light.
He swung his sword with all his strength, and the sword's force was as strong as thunder, hitting the rune core of the ghost black tortoise directly.
"Boom!" The sword light penetrated the ghost Xuanwu's defense and slashed fiercely on its rune. The ghost Xuanwu's body trembled violently and let out a shrill roar.
Its huge body disintegrated in an instant, turning into countless black mists and dissipating into the air.
Tiemian watched this scene with disbelief in his eyes: "Impossible! How could Ghost Xuanwu... be defeated by you!"
Chen Yile looked at Tiemian coldly, took a light step, and pointed the Tianshi sword in his hand directly at the other party.
"You underestimated us and the evil spirit you summoned. Now, it's time for you to pay the price."
Tiemian took a few steps back in fear, a look of despair on his face. He knew that his strongest trump card had been ineffective. Facing the combined forces of Chen Yile and Lin Qingyao, he had no chance of winning.
Lin Qingyao gently raised her hand, dispelling the last trace of residual power in the black fire, and smiled faintly: "This black fire... is nothing more than this."
Chen Yile and Lin Qingyao stood side by side, looked at each other, and attacked at the same time in tacit understanding, rushing towards Tiemian.
With the combination of sword light and magic power, Tiemian let out a desperate scream and completely disappeared in the black fog.
The battle was over. Chen Yile put away the Heavenly Master Sword, looked at the empty battlefield, and said softly, "It's finally over."
Just as the black fire was about to engulf Chen Yile, a burst of applause suddenly rang out, breaking the tense atmosphere.
"Clap clap clap!"
Chen Yile was slightly stunned, and his eyes instantly locked on Tiemian.
Tiemian was standing in the black fog with a sneer on his face, and the sound of his applause seemed particularly strange in the black air.
There was a hint of mockery in his eyes, and his voice was low and cold: "As expected, you are worthy of being the chosen one. Amazing! Chen Yile, I have to admit that you are indeed quite capable."
Chen Yile gripped the Heavenly Master Sword tightly and looked at Tiemian warily: "What tricks are you trying to play?"
Tiemian shook his head and showed a sly smile: "No tricks, Chen Yile."
"I'm very impressed by your strength. Since you can push me this far, why don't you join us?"
"Join the Geopolitical Organization. With your talent, you will surely be able to call the shots in the spirit world in the future, possessing endless power and wealth!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yile sneered, "Joining a geopolitical organization? Are you kidding me?"
"I'm a live streamer now, earning a good income and living my life freely. Why would I want to get involved with you evil people?"
Hearing this, Tiemian suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter full of sarcasm and disdain: "Anchor? Hahaha, you are such an idiot!"
"Do you think that little fight can amount to anything? You don't understand the true meaning of strength at all!"
"Join the Geopolitical Organization and I will give you supreme power. You can have whatever you want! No matter how much wealth you have, it will be easy for you to get it!"
Chen Yile raised the corner of his mouth slightly and sneered, "Get lost! Good and evil cannot coexist, stop talking nonsense to me. Even if we have to fight to the death today, I won't let you succeed."
A ruthless look flashed in Tiemian's eyes, and his face was ferocious: "Alright! Since you are so stubborn and rejected my kindness, then you can wait for death!"
After saying this, Tiemian's eyes narrowed, his hands quickly formed seals, he muttered something, and the black fog surged again, as if he was preparing to perform some even more terrifying magic.
However, before he could finish casting the spell, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out.
"Oh!"
Ironface's body suddenly stumbled forward, as if struck from behind by a powerful force. His hand seal was instantly interrupted, his footing unstable, and he nearly fell to the ground.
"what?!"
Before he could react, a slender white foot suddenly kicked him hard in the back, sending him flying.
His body slammed into the ground like a kite with a broken string, making a dull sound.
"Bang!"
The magic weapon in Tiemian's hand rolled to the ground as he fell. It turned out to be an ancient small copper coin, with a strange dark red color all over, as if it was stained with blood.
Lin Qingyao landed gracefully and looked at Tiemian coldly: "I never thought that such a lowly magical weapon would be the cause of this trouble."
Chen Yile walked forward, picked up the red copper coin, looked at it carefully, and then snorted coldly.
"I was wondering, you were able to summon such a powerful evil spirit, all thanks to this evil object."
After saying this, he held the copper coin in his hand and waved it casually: "I confiscate this magic weapon."
Tiemian scrambled to his feet in a panic, his face livid and his eyes gloomy. "Chen Yile! You are shameless! How dare you steal my magic weapon!"
Chen Yile sneered and said, "This is called confiscation. You evil cultivator, what rules are you talking about?"
Tiemian's eyes were fierce, the flames of anger burning in them, and his voice was low and threatening: "Since you won't let me live, then I won't show mercy!"
After saying that, he suddenly tore open his shirt, revealing a chest covered with talismans.
Those talismans seemed like living things, flashing with strange light, as if they were absorbing some kind of dark power.
"Don't underestimate the enemy, he is about to transform!" Lin Qingyao warned loudly.
Chen Yile frowned, took a step back cautiously with his sword in hand, while Tiemian began to make quick hand gestures and chanted obscure spells.
His body began to swell violently, his muscles grew rapidly, his skin turned ashen, and his eyes gradually turned blood red.
With the sound of bones crackling, his body rose to four meters, his muscles bulged, his whole body glowed with a dim light, and the talismans on his body began to flow faintly on the surface of his skin.
"Roar!" After transforming, Iron Face let out a low and beast-like roar, the sound was deafening, as if it could tear the air apart.
He had completely transformed into a monster at this point, with a giant body four meters tall, muscles as hard as rocks, and covered with ancient runes.
His arms were as thick as stone pillars, his claws were as sharp as knives, and his eyes were devoid of any rationality, filled with pure desire to kill.
On his distorted face, his blood-red eyes stared at Chen Yile and Lin Qingyao, as if he would pounce on them and tear them to pieces at any time.
Seeing this, Lin Qingyao flew up without hesitation, and a ray of light in her hand condensed into a sword, aiming straight for Tiemian's throat.
She was extremely fast and her movements were smooth, and the spiritual sword light drew a dazzling arc in the air.
However, Tiemian's power at this time has far surpassed his previous strength.
He growled and swept out with his sharp claws, blocking Lin Qingyao's sword head-on.