jdhmnovel Chapter 286 Rock Armor
Chapter 286 Rock Armor
"Surging Flame!" Mo Ming shouted, and the bronze demon-suppressing sword instantly burst into flames. He swung the sword fiercely, and a blazing sword aura shot straight into the sky, colliding head-on with the giant earthen hand.
"boom--"
Flames and earth collided violently in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar. The scorching flames cracked the earthen hand, but the remaining power of the flames was greatly weakened by the earth and rocks, eventually turning into countless sparks and dissipating into the air.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Mo Ming suddenly stomped his feet, shattering the earthen cage beneath his feet with the power of the flames. He quickly leaped away, putting distance between himself and Yang Haoran.
"Yang Haoran, do you think these petty tricks can get you anywhere?"
Mo Ming said coldly, and the bronze demon-suppressing sword in his hand reignited in flames, its tip pointing directly at Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran stared at Mo Ming, his gaze dark and gloomy. He hadn't expected Mo Ming to be so powerful. Despite being only at the Crimson Purple level, he could manipulate spiritual energy to attack, and the power of his fire spiritual energy far surpassed that of other cultivators at the same level. If he hadn't possessed the strength of the Radiant Orange level, that attack just now would probably have already caused him harm.
"Brother Mo, it seems I truly underestimated you," Yang Haoran said slowly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes. "However, if you think you can defeat me like this, you're being far too naive!"
Having said that, he suddenly made a hand seal, and the ground shook violently once more. Countless earth spikes shot out from the ground, forming a dense forest of spikes that completely surrounded Mo Ming. At the same time, Yang Haoran's figure quickly retreated, his hands forming hand seals and his mouth chanting incantations, seemingly preparing some more powerful killing move.
Mo Ming was trapped in the thorn forest, but there was no panic in his eyes. He took a deep breath, and his spiritual power circulated rapidly within his body. The flames on the bronze demon-suppressing sword burned even more fiercely, and even the surrounding air began to distort.
"Crimson Dragon Dance - Heaven-Burning Slash!"
A blazing fire dragon sword aura roared down from the sky, instantly engulfing the thorny forest. The intense heat scorched the earthen spikes, and the aftershocks of the flames shot straight towards Yang Hao.
Yang Haoran's expression changed, and he hurriedly formed a hand seal to summon a thick earthen wall in front of him. However, this time the fiery sword energy was even more powerful, directly shattering the earthen wall. The aftershocks forced Yang Haoran to retreat repeatedly, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Cough... To achieve this level at the Crimson Purple level, Brother Mo, you really are a monster!" Yang Haoran wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
Yang Haoran wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a look of madness flashing in his eyes.
He lowered his head and pulled out a dark red crystal from his pocket, a ferocious smile spreading across his lips: "Brother Mo, it seems you've forced me to take this seriously! Since you're so obsessed with this Sacred Essence Fruit, let's see how long you can hold out!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly crushed the crystal in his hand, and a violent burst of spiritual power erupted from his body, causing the surrounding air to tremble.
Immediately afterwards, a thick layer of rock armor quickly covered Yang Haoran's body. This armor was like a solid shell formed after magma cooled, radiating intense earth-attribute spiritual energy fluctuations.
He seemed to have entered a giant rock giant, his body twice as tall as before, his hands transformed into huge stone fists, their surfaces burning with a faint earthy yellow light.
"Hahaha! Brother Mo, your fire elemental power is indeed formidable, but now, I'd like to see if your sword energy can penetrate my rock armor!"
Yang Haoran's voice was deep and hoarse, carrying a sense of violent power. He raised a huge stone fist and slammed it into the ground, instantly cracking the ground with several deep ravines, sending shards of rock flying, forcing Mo Ming to take a few steps back.
Mo Ming frowned, the bronze demon-suppressing sword in his hand trembling slightly, flames of spiritual energy leaping across its blade, as if sensing the power of his opponent. He stared coldly at Yang Haoran and said in a low voice, "Looks like you really went all out."
Yang Haoran did not respond. Instead, he suddenly raised a huge stone fist and slammed it down on Mo Ming with a whooshing sound. The punch was powerful and heavy, and the air was compressed, producing a piercing roar, as if it could smash a small mountain to pieces.
"Shocking Flame!"
Mo Ming let out a low shout, and the bronze demon-suppressing sword unleashed a blazing sword aura, directly meeting the massive stone fist. The fiery sword aura struck the rock surface, erupting with a deafening roar, flames scattering, and waves of heat rolling in.
However, when the flames subsided, Yang Haoran's stone fist was completely intact, without even a single crack.
"Hahaha! Don't waste your energy, you can't break through my rock armor!"
Yang Haoran laughed loudly and continued to swing his huge stone fist, launching a storm of attacks on Mo Ming.
Mo Ming parried with his sword while retreating rapidly. Although his fiery sword energy could weaken Yang Haoran's attacks, it couldn't completely penetrate the layer of rock armor. Yang Haoran's strength was simply too terrifying; each time his stone fist slammed down, it carried an astonishing impact, making Mo Ming's arm go numb.
"This can't go on like this!"
Mo Ming gritted his teeth, his mind racing as he considered a solution.
"The Titan Sky Cannon is on cooldown. Right now, only Purgatory has a chance to shatter its shell."
But do we really need to use it?
Mo Ming was conflicted. Having just entered the blessed land, he didn't want to reveal his trump card so soon.
Just then, Yang Haoran suddenly punched Mo Ming. Mo Ming raised his sword to block, and the fiery spiritual power collided head-on with the stone fist, bursting out a dazzling burst of fire.
However, the force of the punch was too great. Mo Ming was sent flying backward and crashed hard into a boulder, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"Brother Mo, if you can't take it, just admit defeat! I'll gladly accept this Sacred Essence Fruit!" Yang Haoran laughed loudly, raising his huge stone fist, ready to deliver the final blow to Mo Ming.
However, at that very moment, a glint of light flashed in Mo Ming's eyes. He deliberately feigned a disheveled retreat, his figure just approaching the Sacred Essence Fruit Tree. He glanced at the sapling, and a plan already formed in his mind.
"Yang Haoran, you're really overconfident!" Mo Ming sneered, then leaped up suddenly, the bronze demon-suppressing sword in his hand bursting into flames. He soared high, charging straight at Yang Haoran, the tip of his sword aimed at his chest.
Seeing this, Yang Haoran revealed a disdainful smile: "Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, you are overestimating yourself!" He raised his huge stone fist and smashed it down hard to meet Mo Ming's sword.
"boom--"
The bronze demon-suppressing sword clashed head-on with the stone fist, erupting in a burst of intense flames. Although Mo Ming's sword energy was powerful, it still couldn't penetrate Yang Haoran's rock armor. Meanwhile, Yang Haoran's stone fist, carrying terrifying force, sent Mo Ming flying backward.
However, the instant Mo Ming was blasted away, he suddenly unleashed a fiery sword aura from the bronze demon-suppressing sword in his hand, slashing straight at the Holy Yuan Fruit Tree.
"Shh-"
The sapling was instantly snapped in two by the slashing of the fiery sword energy.
"you!"