Signing In At Mount Sword For 100 Years To Become Invincible

282 Losing Control

This killing intent appeared without warning. Even Lin Ran could not react in time to suppress it.

Almost instantly, Lin Ran’s consciousness was occupied by intense killing. A red light appeared in his eyes and dyed everything he saw red!

Immediately after, wisps of black fog rose from Lin Ran’s body.

At the same time, the surrounding temperature began to drop drastically. It was truly cold. When the few of them breathed, they could even exhale fog!

“What’s going on?”

Someone among the six black-armored soldiers asked, but no one answered because they did not know the answer.

“You guys leave first!”

Liu Hongshan shouted in a low voice with a solemn expression, as if he had realized something. After saying that, he flipped his wrist and unsheathed his sword. A majestic sword intent immediately soared into the sky!

There was a clanging sound in the air, as if tens of thousands of swords were unsheathed at the same time. However, before he could take another step, his vision suddenly blurred. When he saw it clearly again, he was already looking into Lin Ran’s red eyes.

“Die.”

Lin Ran said calmly. His voice was so soft that even he couldn’t hear it, but it was like a thunderclap in Liu Hongshan’s ears!

Clang—

A soft cry that sounded like a sharp blade being unsheathed sounded out of thin air. Liu Hongshan’s pupils constricted as he hurriedly waved his sword to block, but he realized that what made the sound was only a wisp of fog.

The Dragon Roar Short Sword slashed across and cut the wisp of fog into two, but it continued to sweep towards Liu Hongshan at a terrifying speed. At this moment, he no longer had time to defend.

However, Liu Hongshan was experienced. When he saw that the black fog was strange and difficult to defend against, he immediately activated his internal energy to retreat. Unfortunately, compared to the speed of the black fog, his speed was still a little slower.

When the black fog touched Liu Hongshan’s black robe, it instantly cut open a huge hole. Even the pure gold thread used to decorate his robe was cut open.

Then, Liu Hongshan felt a chill in his stomach. When he stopped and looked down, he realized that there was a deep wound on his stomach. It was only half an inch away from opening him up!

“He’s actually turning the air into blades!”

At the thought of this, Liu Hongshan was struck dumb. This was because turning the air into blades was a technique unique to the Great Yong martial artists. After he returned to his country, it took him a few years to barely master it. How could Lin Ran use it?

Before Liu Hongshan could sort out his thoughts, a few more wisps of black fog floated towards him. At this moment, even Liu Hongshan was trembling in fear!

With the previous lesson, Liu Hongshan did not even block this time. He rode the Dragon Roar Short Sword and soared into the sky.

After dodging the black fog, Liu Hongshan immediately looked at Xiao Shun and the others who had already retreated into the distance. “All of you! Use the Cloud Concealment Array to hold him back! Don’t let him get close!”

“Us?”

Xiao Shun and the others were stunned when they heard this. It was not that they were afraid of death, but a complete Cloud Concealment Array required 36 people to form. However, they only had six people now!

“Cut the crap! Hurry up!”

Seeing that they did not move, Liu Hongshan roared again. In this split second, Lin Ran arrived in front of him like a ghost and swept the Yin-Yang Sword across the air, leaving a faint blood mark on the side of Liu Hongshan’s neck.

Seeing this, Xiao Shun and the others did not dare to hesitate anymore. They flew up in unison and began to fly quickly around Lin Ran according to a specific trajectory.

In the blink of an eye, the originally clear sky was filled with white fog.

Seeing that the situation was disadvantageous against him, Lin Ran wanted to retreat, but how could Liu Hongshan let him retreat?

Without any hesitation, Liu Hongshan flew over and blocked Lin Ran’s path of retreat. He quickly slashed out dozens of sword energies to trap him, but he was also wrapped in a black fog that left a deep wound on his arm with just a touch.

Before the pain could enter his brain, Liu Hongshan had already flown away. The thick white fog finally trapped Lin Ran in it.

“Senior! What should we do now?”

Someone shouted in the white fog. There was a hint of fear in his anxious voice. It was obvious that the situation inside was not optimistic.

“Hold him back!”

Liu Hongshan shouted and landed on the ground. He did not even look at the wound on his arm. He took a deep breath to calm his restless internal energy and quickly waved the Dragon Roar Short Sword. In the blink of an eye, thousands of sword energy swept out!

The strange thing was that these sword energies did not rush towards the huge fog in the air. Instead, they wandered aimlessly on the ground.

However, as more and more sword energy surged, a complicated and exquisite huge pattern gradually appeared on the ground that was covered in yellow sand.

Boom!

Just as the pattern was about to be completed, a violent explosion suddenly sounded in the air.

Liu Hongshan subconsciously looked up and saw that the fog in the sky was expanding at an extremely fast speed. In less than a breath’s time, its diameter quickly increased from about 20 feet to nearly 100 feet!

Almost at the same time, a few figures flew out of the fog and fell to the ground like meteors.

A large amount of dust scattered, and the fog in the sky began to shrink rapidly. A figure surrounded by pitch-black fog appeared from the white fog.

This pitch-black fog danced elegantly in the air like the gentlest gauze in the world, but what followed was a terrifying violent killing intent. The huge power that seemed to be able to destroy the world made the figure look like an evil god that had crawled out of the abyss of hell!

“As expected, it’s too late.”

Liu Hongshan’s expression instantly turned solemn. He subconsciously tightened his grip on the Dragon Roar Short Sword and was about to launch an all-out strike, but for some reason, he retracted his gaze and continued to perfect the array formation on the ground.

At the same time, the white fog that had expanded to a hundred feet in the air had already shrunk to the size of an apple.

The extreme compression made it look like a top-grade pearl, and its smooth surface even emitted a faint light.

In the next second, a large hand wrapped in black fog grabbed the perl and crushed it.

“Die.”

A cold voice pierced into Liu Hongshan’s ears like a knife, instantly sending a chill down his spine.

Even so, Liu Hongshan still remained in his position. He did not even look at the pitch-black figure in the sky and focused all his energy on the array formation that was about to be completed.