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

Chapter 332 Asura Demon Sword vs. Ice Abyss Sword

Tang San let out a roar, and the Asura Demon Sword in his hand burst forth with a dazzling, blood-red divine light.

His entire being transformed into a blood-red rainbow that tore through the sky.

The terrifying killing intent condensed to its extreme, locking onto Lu Jun, and in the simplest, most direct, and most violent way, it struck down on his head.

This is a direct crushing blow from the power of the Asura God.

Faced with this terrifying slash, Lu Jun finally moved.

A clear, resonant sword cry, like a dragon's roar, echoed through the heavens; the Ice Abyss Sword was finally drawn.

A blue sword beam, like the first glimmer of light piercing through eternal darkness, silently met the world-destroying crimson rainbow.

"Ding--"

A crisp, clear sound of metal clashing together rang out.

The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to strike directly into the depths of everyone's soul.

The moment the two swords clashed, Tang San appeared in front of Lu Jun. The two swords met, and the distance between them was closer than ever before.

At such close range, Tang San was finally able to clearly feel the sword intent emanating from his opponent.

It's not simply a matter of energy level; it's something more fundamental and profound.

It's an absolute difference in swordsmanship level!

The Ice Abyss Sword in the opponent's hand seemed to no longer be a weapon, but rather the embodiment of the two universal laws of coldness and annihilation.

Every wisp of sword energy carried the Daoist essence of freezing time and space and ending all things.

Although the Asura Demon Sword in his hand contained powerful killing power, it seemed to become ordinary iron in the face of this sword intent that was close to the Dao, leaving only brute force.

What shocked Tang San even more was that he clearly felt that the Asura Demon Sword in his hand trembled slightly but uncontrollably the moment it touched the Ice Abyss Sword.
It was a fear that came from instinct!

It was as if a lower life form had encountered a supreme ruler!

Under this fear, the killing power contained in the Asura Demon Sword became sluggish and could not unleash its full power!

And then add Lu Jun's domineering, extreme ice...

Tang San was overwhelmed with shock, and his expression became more solemn than ever before.

"This...how is this possible?"

The sheer superiority of the weapon itself put him at a significant disadvantage.

We must act swiftly and decisively; there can be no more reservations!
If you really can't find an opportunity... you must immediately find a way to escape.

The thought flashed through Tang San's mind like lightning.

This is the best way.

If you can't beat them, then use water!
No matter what, we absolutely cannot give away all our divine power to the other side again.

The Ice Abyss Sword in his hand doesn't have much energy right now. If it did, what would happen?
No, absolutely not!
"Well done!"

Just as Tang San was feeling agitated, Lu Jun seemed to be intrigued by the sword strike. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was shrouded in icy mist, and he let out a hearty laugh.

With a flick of his wrist, the Ice Abyss Sword seemed to come alive, transforming into streaks of icy blue light, like the horns of a gazelle hanging from a tree, leaving no trace.

There were no fixed moves; each sword strike was perfectly natural, like a flowing glacier or the movement of stars, carrying an extreme, cold beauty and a deadly killing intent as it swept towards Tang San.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

A dense cacophony of sounds, like raindrops pattering on banana leaves, instantly filled the air.

Crimson and icy blue light flashed, collided, and annihilated wildly in the sky.

With each collision, Tang San felt his arm tremble violently, the backlash from the Asura Demon Sword causing his blood and qi to surge.

Even more terrifying was that the all-pervasive, extreme chill of the Ice Abyss Sword was penetrating his body through the point of impact between the two swords, continuously eroding his divine body and freezing the flow of his divine power. This was all after just a few rounds of clashes.

"Click——"

A faint yet incredibly clear cracking sound exploded in Tang San's ears like a thunderclap.

He was horrified to see that a small but shocking black crack had appeared on the blade of the indestructible Asura Demon Sword, which was made of the purest Asura divine power.

The Asura Demon Sword... is damaged?

In a head-on clash, it was cleaved by the opponent's sword.

What kind of monster is this Ice Abyss Sword?

Its material, its rank... could it surpass all the divine artifacts known in the divine realm?
This terrifying thought surged into Tang San's mind.

Even the ultimate artifact, the Asura Demon Sword, is completely inferior to it.

The Ice Abyss Sword in the opponent's hand doesn't have much immortal spiritual energy at all!
In that instant, he was momentarily stunned by the shock.

A blue sword light, seemingly transcending the limitations of time and space, ignored all of Tang San's defensive and parrying movements, and as if it were preordained, struck the tiny crack in the Asura Demon Sword with unparalleled precision.

"boom--"

Tang San felt an indescribable, terrifying impact, a mixture of extreme cold and absolute destructive power, crashing into his sword like a prehistoric beast and blasting into his body through his arm.

"puff--"

He could no longer suppress it, and a mouthful of golden divine blood gushed out.

As if struck head-on by an out-of-control star, he was transformed into a streak of blood-red light and sent flying uncontrollably backward.

It smashed through countless spatial barriers along the way, producing a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

With great difficulty, Tang San managed to stabilize himself using the power of the Asura God. His blood and qi surged, his soul trembled, and his arm holding the sword felt numb and painful, almost losing all feeling.

However, before he could even catch his breath, a colder and more deadly sense of crisis pierced his head like an ice pick.

He looked up sharply.

Lu Jun's figure had appeared silently right in front of him without him even noticing.

It was as if they had been standing there from the very beginning, waiting for his arrival.

A blue sword light, sharp to the extreme and seemingly capable of opening up chaos and dividing light and darkness, had already occupied Tang San's entire field of vision, carrying a chilling aura that could freeze the soul and a will to end everything, and slashed down on him.

There is no way to avoid it, and there is no way to stop it.

The shadow of death instantly engulfed Tang San completely.

Faced with Lu Jun's seemingly predetermined and unavoidable fatal sword strike, the blue sword light reflected in Tang San's pupils almost completely froze him.

The chill of death pierced his soul.

However, as a god of asura, the fighting instincts he developed through life-and-death struggles were already ingrained in his very bones.

"Roar--"

At the critical moment, Tang San let out a roar that sounded inhuman.

The Asura killing intent that had been suppressed around him burned wildly, compressed, and underwent a qualitative change, as if in a final burst of energy.

It was no longer an overwhelming domain, but transformed into a long, twisted, and unpredictable river of blood-red sword intent.

This river of sword intent seemed to possess its own life, its trajectory unpredictable. Sometimes it was like a galaxy cascading backwards and tearing through the sky, and sometimes it was like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, cunning and ruthless. In the flash of sword light, it seemed to be able to escape into the void and then pierce out from an unbelievable angle.

Its speed was so fast that it exceeded the limits of divine sense.

(End of this chapter)