Qian Daoliu was furious.
He knew that with Bi Ji's assistance, Qian Renshang's strength would be even greater, making this battle increasingly disadvantageous for him.
Taking advantage of Qian Daoliu's momentary distraction, Qian Renshang launched a fierce attack, the Dark Sword slashing fiercely towards Qian Daoliu with immense power.
Qian Daoliu reacted hastily, the blow sending him staggering backward, his breathing becoming disordered.
The situation on the battlefield grew increasingly tense.
Qian Renshang's momentum was unstoppable, while Qian Daoliu was trapped in a predicament.
Qian Daoliu realized that if Bi Ji continued to intervene, he had no chance of winning; her recovery was too powerful.
Qian Daoliu's face was ashen, and he secretly resolved:
"Since that's the case, then I'll get rid of this obstacle first!"
"I'll kill this woman!"
Qian Daoliu decided to activate his Angelic Form.
In an instant, light exploded like a blazing explosion, illuminating the entire battlefield as if it were daytime.
As the light gradually faded, Qian Daoliu's angelic true form was revealed.
Standing five hundred zhang tall, towering and majestic, he was immense and awe-inspiring.
His body seemed to be formed from the purest holy light, every inch radiating a dazzling brilliance that was impossible to look directly at.
His enormous six pairs of wings flapped gently, stirring up howling winds and changing the color of the heavens and earth.
His face was solemn and dignified, like a supreme god overlooking all things.
The light emanating from his eyes seemed to pierce through all darkness, sending chills down one's spine.
The pressure emanating from his body made the surrounding space heavy, as if the air itself were solidifying.
The people on the ground appeared so small and insignificant before this colossal figure.
With the blessing of the Angelic Divine Sword, Qian Daoliu's strength had truly reached an unimaginable level; even his Martial Soul True Body had been enhanced!
Originally, after being struck by Di Tian's Dragon King Claw, his strength was only at most seventy percent, but with the Angelic Divine Sword, he had surpassed his original peak!
The number one person below the gods—truly deserving of the title!
The soldiers of the Spirit Hall gazed at Qian Daoliu's angelic form, their hearts filled with awe and worship, as if they saw the dawn of victory.
"So powerful! Is this the true strength of the Grand Elder?"
"Indeed, victory belongs to our Spirit Hall..."
Meanwhile, the soul beasts, under this immense pressure, felt unprecedented strain. But Qian Renshang gritted his teeth, his gaze fixed firmly on Qian Daoliu, his fighting spirit undiminished.
Qian Daoliu looked down, his voice booming like a great bell:
"Today, I will show you the true power of the Angelic True Form!"
The light emanating from him intensified, as if illuminating the entire world. That powerful aura shocked everyone.
He then charged towards Biji!
On the other side, seeing Qian Daoliu unleash such a powerful Angelic True Form, Qian Renshang coldly snorted and activated his own Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel Martial Soul.
Instantly, dark power surged forth from his body like a raging tide, blotting out the sky.
His Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel Martial Soul True Form manifested, towering three hundred feet tall.
Although slightly shorter than Qian Daoliu, he appeared no weaker.
His massive body was shrouded in darkness, the dark power swirling and churning like thick smoke.
Each of the twelve black wings resembled a demon's wing from the abyss, radiating a chilling aura.
Qian Renshang's face loomed in the darkness, his eyes flashing with an eerie red light, like burning hellfire.
Black lightning flashed around him intermittently, accompanied by low rumbles of thunder, as if proclaiming his indomitable spirit and power to Qian Daoliu.
Compared to Qian Daoliu's sacred and solemn angelic true form, Qian Renshang's Fallen Angel Martial Soul true form appeared even more terrifying and evil.
The power of darkness continuously impacted the surrounding space, plunging the entire battlefield into an extremely oppressive and tense atmosphere.
Seeing this scene, the newly ignited flame of hope in the hearts of the Spirit Hall members began to flicker again, while the soul beasts, encouraged by Qian Renshang's powerful aura, regained their spirits.
Qian Renshang roared loudly, "Qian Daoliu, your opponent... is me!!"
He flapped his enormous wings, carrying boundless dark power, and charged towards Qian Daoliu.
Qian Renshang and Zi Ji coordinated flawlessly, unleashing their powerful soul skills together to instantly form a formidable combined force, successfully blocking Qian Daoliu's fierce attack.
"Damn it!"
Seeing his plan fail, Qian Daoliu's defenses crumbled once more.
Without killing Bi Ji, winning was truly impossible!
However, it seems that killing Qian Renshang is the only way forward!
The battle erupted again, even more intense than before.
Qian Renshang's gaze was firm, and his figure flashed like a ghost, intentionally drawing the battlefield into the sky.
His mind was crystal clear:
He could not allow Qian Daoliu any opportunity to harm Bi Ji, who was providing full support below.
"Qian Daoliu... are you still thinking of launching another sneak attack?
You are as shameless as ever!"
Qian Renshang roared, wielding the Fallen Angel Sword with fierce power, and dark sword energy surged forth as if it were tangible.
Each sword energy was like a roar from the abyss, carrying endless dark power, frantically tearing apart the surrounding space, leaving tiny cracks wherever it passed.
Zi Ji was not to be outdone, shouting, "Old thief, prepare to die!"
"Today, you won't be going anywhere!"
Her soul power surged, and her soul skills bloomed like a dream.
A dazzling purple light, like a brilliant meteor shower in the night sky, shot towards Qian Daoliu at a tricky angle with deadly force.
The light contained her anger and determination, vowing to defeat the formidable enemy before her alongside Qian Renshang.
Qian Daoliu's expression was ashen. He coldly snorted,
"Two ignorant fools, you think you can defeat me!" "
I, Qian Daoliu, a level 99 peerless Douluo wielding the Angelic Holy Sword, even the two of you combined are no match for me… Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
The Angelic Holy Sword in his hand shone with unparalleled brilliance, beams of holy light transforming into incredibly sharp blades, whistling as they met the surging dark sword energy and deadly purple light.
Each blade of holy light contained Qian Daoliu's profound soul power and unwavering will, as if to completely dispel the darkness and purple light.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The collision of soul skills generated wave after wave of massive energy fluctuations.
These energy fluctuations, like surging waves, spread wildly in all directions, instantly dispersing even the thick clouds to reveal the azure sky.
Qian Renshang's eyes were bloodshot, as if burning with raging dark flames, as he roared,
"Then come on! Let's see who lives and who dies!"
The dark power within him surged wildly like a raging vortex, each attack imbued with boundless rage and a do-or-die determination from the depths of his heart.
A dark aura continuously overflowed from him, making the surrounding space increasingly heavy and oppressive.
(End of Chapter)
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