Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 478 Fierce Battle with Oukser

Outside the villa.

Shenwei, Duanmu Yan, Ma Aiguo, Ma Huateng, and Ma Yun are approaching the villa from five different directions.

The five communicate with each other through the War God Temple badges on their chests.

Duanmu Yan said to the badge, "Ma Yun, the task of surrounding them is now in your hands."

"it is good."

Ma Yun responded to the badge, then took a deep breath. The next moment, seven spirit rings rose from beneath his feet: purple, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, and simultaneously, a two-word battle armor appeared.

The seventh spirit ring lit up: Martial Soul True Form.

A white mist began to rise from all directions around the villa, enveloping its exterior and seeping into its interior.

This is Ma Yun's martial soul: Cloud Mist. A control-type martial soul that can manipulate airflow and create illusions.

The evaluation of Ma Yun's martial soul within the War God Temple is: a powerful martial soul that is particularly suitable for infiltration, ambush, and encirclement of enemies.

This mist not only obstructs others' vision but also interferes with mental perception to some extent. Furthermore, Ma Yun can manipulate the mist, transforming into cloud figures to confuse the enemy's judgment.

As one of the future war gods, how could he possibly be weak?

However, this time his task was simply to surround the villa and make sure the Oxens didn't escape.

"out……"

"roar--"

Before Duanmu Yan could even shout "Let's go!", a series of roars immediately echoed from inside the villa, and the next moment, wisps of black energy rose up from within the villa.

"It seems we don't need to investigate anymore; those guys inside the villa have already discovered us." Duanmu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly. Through his mental detection, he could clearly sense the intense hostility emanating from inside the villa.

At the same time, using the radar sensing function of the badge in his assistant's hand, he also confirmed that a large amount of soul power was rising inside the villa.

"No need to hide anymore, just attack directly." Without the slightest hesitation, Duanmu Yan said directly to the badge.

"It should have been done a long time ago." Kamui's voice came from the badge.

"Boom—" The next moment, a dazzling flash of lightning lit up the west side of the villa.

"That guy really moved fast." Duanmu Yan saw the lightning and quickly jumped over the villa gate.

Upon entering, Duanmu Yan saw a large number of Oukes gathered there. "What a bunch of evil fellows. Let me burn your filth."

"Nawa".

Without the slightest hesitation, Duanmu Yan summoned her battle armor.

At the same time, seven spirit rings, black, black, black, black, black, and seven colors, rose from beneath his feet. The terrifying temperature even caused the surrounding air to subtly distort.

After gaining the "voluntary" support of Huo Tian, ​​the leader of the Huo Li tribe, Duanmu Yan's Fire Qilin Martial Soul underwent another evolution, and the Qilin fire on his body transformed into seven-colored flames.

During this process, Huo Tian also became Duanmu Yan's contracted soul spirit, granting him this seven-colored, heterochromatic soul ring.

As for heterochromatic spirit rings, they have appeared very few times in the history of the spirit master world.

Which is stronger, this seven-colored spirit ring or the spirit ring of a ferocious beast? Duanmu Yan didn't know, but he was certain that it was at least stronger than a 100,000-year spirit ring.

"Melting Blade." Duanmu Yan summoned his battle armor weapon. There were quite a few Oukes here, and he wanted to finish the battle quickly.

In this villa surrounded by clouds and mist, Duanmu Yan stood proudly, like the embodiment of justice.

The Molten Scale Blade he gripped tightly in his hand was now burning with raging flames. The flames seemed to possess a spirit, leaping and dancing merrily along the blade, scorching and distorting the surrounding air, and illuminating the hideous and terrifying Oukes before him.

The Oukes' twisted and deformed bodies gleamed with an eerie light, each exuding an aura of evil. They bared their fangs and roared, as if they wanted to tear Duanmu Yan to shreds.

Those pairs of eyes, gleaming with a fierce light, were filled with a thirst for destruction and slaughter.

He took a deep breath, his inner power surging like a river, pouring into the Molten Scale Blade. With a sudden step forward, the earth seemed to tremble. He moved like lightning, instantly plunging into the Oukser horde. The Molten Scale Blade, wreathed in flames, streaked through the air like an angry fire dragon.

The moment the Molten Scale Blade made contact with the Oukers, flames erupted, and the intense heat caused the Oukers to roar in agony. Duanmu Yan's every swing of the blade was incredibly precise; he skillfully avoided the Oukers' vital points and stunned them one by one with his immense power.

Guan Yue had instructed that these Oukes should be captured alive if possible, so Duanmu Yan would subconsciously hold back her strength every time she made a move. Otherwise, how could these Oukes, who were at most two or three rings, possibly survive?

Duanmu Yan moved with agility, leaping high into the air and slashing his blade downwards, engulfing a group of Oukes in flames. After landing, he swept his blade horizontally, using the length of the Molten Scale Blade and the power of the flames to make it difficult for the Oukes to get close.

His movements were fluid and natural, as if he were one with the Molten Blade, and the burning blade was like an extension of his body.

Although the Oukes were numerous, they gradually fell into chaos under Duanmu Yan's fierce attacks. Their attacks became chaotic, and some Oukes, touched by the flames, let out painful roars that echoed in the air like the wails of hell.

Taking advantage of the gaps in the Oukes' attacks, Duanmu Yan precisely struck the Oukes' joints or vital points with her Melting Scale Blade, temporarily incapacitating them. Each strike was perfectly timed, rendering the Oukes unable to fight without causing fatal damage.

Before long, under Duanmu Yan's attack, a large number of Oukes had fallen to the ground unconscious. They lay sprawled on the ground, in a deep, infantile sleep.

"Cold-blooded Slash".

"Demon Laser".

"Demon Wind Breaks".

At this moment, three cold voices rang out from behind Duanmu Yan, followed by a slash and two energy attacks aimed at her.

"Hmph." Duanmu Yan snorted coldly, using his backhand to shield his sword behind him, blocking the slash and energy wave, but he was forced back a few steps as a result.

"Kid, you've got some skills. Now let us be your opponents." Behind him, an Ouke with a knife, and two Oukes resembling a clown and a snake woman, were eyeing Duanmu Yan menacingly.

Purple, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black—the seven-ring Soul Saints were none other than Leng Xue and his two companions.

When the three of them appeared, the villa's Oxel felt as if he had found his backbone and quickly gathered behind them.

"This is troublesome." Duanmu Yan frowned. Although he had knocked out quite a few Oukes, there were only thirty or forty at most. Shenwei and Ma Aiguo had about the same number.

So, by that logic, there are at least a hundred more Oukes on the other side.

Moreover, besides the three cold-blooded individuals, there was actually a Soul Emperor, five Soul Kings, and more than a dozen Soul Sect Masters and Soul Venerables on the other side. The remaining hundred or so were all Oukes with the cultivation level of the second ring.

With a flash of lightning, Shenwei appeared beside Duanmu Yan, and Ma Aiguo and Ma Huateng also quickly gathered in this direction.

"How should it be allocated?" Shenwei glanced at Duanmu Yan and asked directly.

Duanmu Yan said, "I'll take care of those three Soul Saints, and you can take care of the rest of the Oukes."

Duanmu Yan didn't make this allocation to show off his heroism; it was simply because, compared to him, Shenwei's thunder was more suitable for capturing those Oukers alive, and the paralyzing power of thunder was always more useful than fire.

Moreover, even ants can be overwhelmed by numbers, and even heroes fear a large group. While those Oukes around the second ring level might not pose a significant threat, they could still hinder and disrupt their battle. As for the Oukes at the Soul King and Soul Emperor levels, their attacks should not be underestimated.

He didn't want to suffer an unexpected setback; if he didn't get rid of those Oukers, they would always be a problem.

"Alright." Shenwei nodded, then looked at Ma Huateng and Ma Aiguo and said, "Hanteng will take care of the Soul Emperor level Ouke, Aiguo will take care of the five Soul Kings, and I will take care of the remaining hundred or so people."

"Okay." The two nodded.

"Have you reached an agreement? If so, prepare to go to hell."

Opposite him, the burly and cold-blooded man picked up his martial soul: the Dark Blade.

Aiming at Duanmu Yan and his companions, the longsword's blade gleamed with an eerie, ghostly light, as if it could devour all life. The blade was covered with mysterious and evil runes, which writhed as if alive as it moved.

Beside it, the clown and the snake woman Oxel raised their staffs, which emitted an eerie green light. As the light flickered, it seemed as if countless evil thoughts were spreading in the air. The gems at the top of the staffs were like the eyes of demons, watching the four of them's every move.

Li Zi and Nina's martial souls are very special; they are rare humanoid martial souls, namely the Clown and Medusa respectively.

Although they look like beast spirits, they are actually better at casting spells from a distance and are standard mages.

"The God of Oxus has said that whoever can defeat these invaders will be granted even greater power. What are you waiting for? Attack!"

Leng Xue raised his longsword, a flash of black light appeared on his body, and a set of two-word battle armor appeared on his body. Beside him, the clown and the snake woman also summoned their own two-word battle armor.

If that were all, it would be fine, but soon, the Soul Emperor-level Ouke also summoned his battle armor, which was actually a two-word battle armor! And the other four Soul King Oukes were also one-word battle armor masters.

Seeing this, Guan Yue and Shi Mengshan, who had been watching the villa closely, couldn't help but frown. Although everyone in the War God Temple was a Battle Armor Master, that was because the War God Temple had very high recruitment standards.

For wild Soul Kings outside, finding even one complete One-Word Battle Armor Master out of a hundred is considered quite good. After all, forging battle armor isn't cheap!

However, all the Oukes we see now are Battle Armor Masters, with those at the fifth ring or higher. Even those at the fourth ring have quite a few Battle Armor pieces on their bodies, which is no small matter.

This suggests that there must be someone providing assistance to these Oksers.

……

"Let's do it!"

The battle horn sounded in the wind, and Duanmu Yan launched the first attack. He rushed towards the enemy like lightning, his Molten Scale Blade slicing through the air with a crisp whistling sound.

Seeing this, Leng Xue fearlessly stepped forward, and the two knives clashed instantly, sending up a dazzling shower of sparks.

Duanmu Yan sensed the opponent's immense power, but the determination in his eyes remained unwavering. He twisted his wrist forcefully, sending the Melting Scale Blade sliding down the opponent's blade, aimed directly at Leng Xue's throat. Leng Xue hastily retreated, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow.

But Duanmu Yan pressed her advantage, seizing the opportunity to quickly close the distance to Leng Xue. Her knife moved like a snake emerging from its hole, stabbing towards Ouke's abdomen. Leng Xue was shocked and hurriedly parried with his own knife. With a clang, the sound of metal clashing echoed across the battlefield, sending sparks flying.

Just then, the clown and the snake woman Oxser began to cast their evil spells. They chanted incantations, and the eerie green light on their staffs intensified, sending beams of black energy towards Duanmu Yan.

Duanmu Yan moved with agility, leaping and darting between the rays as if dancing in a web of death. He seized the opportunity and charged suddenly at one of the staff-wielding Oukes, attempting to break through their combined attack.

Seeing this, Leng Xue attacked from the side, attempting to stop Duanmu Yan. Duanmu Yan dodged the attack by sidestepping, and at the same time, she swung her Melting Scale Blade, sending a red flame blade of light flying towards Leng Xue.

Oukes quickly parried with his sword, but the force of the blade still forced him back several steps. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Duanmu Yan continued to charge towards the two Oukes. He leaped high into the air, and his Molten Scale Blade slashed at the clown Oukes's staff.

Clown Oxer hurriedly held his staff horizontally, attempting to block Duanmu Yan's attack. The moment the Molten Scale Blade collided with the staff, a powerful force erupted, causing the surrounding air to vibrate and hum.

Duanmu Yan pressed down hard, trying to destroy the opponent's staff.

"Demon Wind Breaks".

Seeing this, the snake woman Oxer pointed her staff at Duanmu Yan, and a black energy vortex swept towards Duanmu Yan.

Sensing the threat behind him, Duanmu Yan kicked the clown Oxser in front of him, using the recoil to leap backward. A vortex of black energy grazed his body, blasting a large crater in the ground.

After regaining his footing, Duanmu Yan charged at Leng Xue again. He knew he couldn't give the enemy a chance to breathe and had to break their coordination as soon as possible.

He pretended to attack Coldblood to attract its attention, then suddenly changed direction and charged towards the snake woman Oxer.

The Molten Blade danced in his hand, creating a dazzling display of light and shadow, making it difficult for his enemies to predict the direction of his attacks. The snake woman, Ox, frantically tried to defend herself with her staff, but Duanmu Yan's attacks came like a storm, gradually overwhelming her.

After discovering Duanmu Yan's intentions, Leng Xue rushed to his rescue, but Duanmu Yan had already anticipated this. While attacking the snake woman Oukser, he secretly gathered his strength.

As Leng Xue approached, he suddenly turned around, and the Molten Scale Blade, imbued with immense power, slashed towards Oukser, who was wielding a sword. This strike contained the full force of Duanmu Yan's power, and Leng Xue hurriedly raised his sword to block, but was still forced back several steps by the impact.

Duanmu Yan gave them no chance, turning around to attack the snake woman Oukser again. At the same time, he glanced at the battlefield where Shenwei and the others were fighting.

(End of this chapter)