343: Gu Fei defeated Void Devouring Flame head-on!

The other two Elders of the Hun Clan were shocked to see this and quickly stepped forward to provide support, but Yan Jin and Lei Ying cooperated tacitly, suppressing them tightly. Although the three Elders of the Hun Clan were strong, they were continuously pushed back under the combined efforts of two Late Stage Eight Star Dou Sheng powerhouses.

At the same time, the battle on Hun Xuzi's side was also extremely fierce.

"Hun Xuzi, the grudge from the Spirit Clan last time, today we will finally have our revenge!"

Ling Yan said coldly, her beautiful eyes flashing with killing intent.

Hun Xuzi was surrounded by three Seven-Star Dou Sheng and quickly fell into a disadvantage. Ling Yan's moves were ruthless, her Sword Qi crisscrossing, forcing Hun Xuzi to retreat repeatedly.

"Bang!"

A Sword Qi struck Hun Xuzi's shoulder, and fresh blood splattered. Hun Xuzi let out a muffled groan, his face pale.

"Damn it, I need help!"

Hun Xuzi was anxious, his gaze sweeping around.

However, at this moment, everyone in the Hun Clan was preoccupied, so who could come to his rescue?

Hun Xuzi was completely numb at this moment.

In the sky, the battle between Ling Yan and Hun Xuzi had entered a white-hot stage. Their figures weaved through the clouds, leaving trails of afterimages, as fast as lightning. Every collision triggered deafening explosions, and Qi waves swept in all directions, dispersing the surrounding clouds.

Ling Yan's exquisite face was filled with killing intent, and her beautiful eyes gleamed with a cold light. Her long hair danced in the strong wind, and her robes flapped, making her seem like a peerless goddess descending upon the human world.

"Hun Xuzi, today is your day of death!"

Ling Yan said coldly, her voice filled with endless killing intent.

Before her words finished, Ling Yan let out a delicate cry, and her jade hand traced a graceful arc in the air. In an instant, the world changed color! Countless Sword Qi appeared out of thin air, densely pouring down like a torrential rain.

The Sword Qi was pure white, exuding a chilling sharpness. Each strand of Sword Qi contained Ling Yan's full power strike, astonishing in its might. The Sword Qi tore through the sky, emitting a piercing whooshing sound, as if it wanted to rip the entire world apart.

Hun Xuzi's face changed drastically, and he quickly unleashed his strongest defense. However, facing such a dense attack, his defense was instantly torn to shreds.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Countless Sword Qi bit into Hun Xuzi's body like hungry beasts. Dozens of deep, bone-visible wounds instantly appeared on his body, and blood gushed out like a torrent. The blood scattered in the air, forming enchanting blood flowers.

Hun Xuzi let out a scream, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string. He tumbled several times in the air before barely stabilizing himself. However, at this moment, his aura was weak, his face as pale as paper, and his eyes were filled with despair.

Seeing this, Ling Yan's lips curved into a cruel smile. Her petite figure suddenly erupted with astonishing speed, instantly appearing before Hun Xuzi.

"Go to hell!"

Ling Yan cried out, and the long sword in her hand burst forth with dazzling white light. The light was blinding, as if a small sun was blooming in the sky. The long sword transformed into a white rainbow, carrying the momentum of world destruction, heading straight for Hun Xuzi's throat.

The speed of that sword was extreme, even the air was torn apart, forming a vacuum zone. Wherever the sword tip passed, the Void Realm trembled, as if it could collapse at any moment.

"No!"

Hun Xuzi's eyes widened, filled with despair and unwillingness. He wanted to dodge, but his body wouldn't obey. That sword was too fast, so fast that he couldn't make any reaction.

"Pfft!"

The long sword easily pierced through Hun Xuzi's throat like cutting tofu. Blood gushed out like a fountain, forming a bloody rainbow in the air. Hun Xuzi's body trembled violently, and the light in his eyes gradually faded.

Ling Yan looked at Hun Xuzi coldly, without a trace of pity in her eyes.

She fiercely pulled out her long sword, bringing with it a spray of blood mist.

Hun Xuzi's body began to become transparent, as fragile as glass. Countless tiny cracks spread across his body, emitting faint cracking sounds.

"Ah!"

Hun Xuzi let out his last unwilling roar, and his body completely collapsed.

The next moment, he turned into countless specks of light and dissipated between heaven and earth, as if he had never existed.

Ling Yan stood with her sword, her long hair fluttering, her robes rustling. Her exquisite face carried a hint of coldness and relief, and a complex light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Finally, I have avenged my Spirit Clan."

Ling Yan murmured, her voice carrying a hint of emotion.

Hmm?

Hun Xuzi is dead?

With Hun Xuzi's demise, a cheer erupted in the sky.

Countless powerhouses of the Six-Clan Alliance raised their arms and shouted, their morale greatly boosted. On the other hand, the Hun Clan was filled with wails, their morale severely hit.

With Hun Xuzi's demise, three more Seven-Star Dou Sheng were freed and joined the battlefield. The Hun Clan's situation became even more difficult.

In the sky, the battle between Gu Fei and Void Swallowing Flame also entered a white-hot stage.

"Boom!"

Their attacks collided in the air, erupting with astonishing energy fluctuations. Void Swallowing Flame's body became increasingly ethereal, clearly struggling to hold on.

"Hun Tiandi, if it doesn't work, run!"

Void Swallowing Flame suddenly shouted, his voice filled with terror.

Hun Tiandi, who was fiercely fighting Gu Yuan in the distance, heard this and his face instantly darkened. He scanned the battlefield, only to see the Hun Clan powerhouses continuously retreating, the situation precarious.

"Trash, a bunch of trash!"

Hun Tiandi gritted his teeth and cursed angrily.

He knew very well that the Hun Clan would likely suffer heavy losses in today's battle.

This meant that his dream of becoming a Dou Emperor for many years might be shattered.

Thinking of this, a sense of powerlessness involuntarily rose in Hun Tiandi's heart. However, now was not the time for despondency; he had to find a way to salvage the situation.

Just as Hun Tiandi was hesitating, Gu Yuan launched another fierce attack.

Countless golden runes condensed in the air, forming a giant golden long sword.

"Slash!"

Gu Yuan roared, and the golden long sword whistled out.

Hun Tiandi's face changed drastically, and he quickly unleashed his strongest defense. However, the golden long sword was unstoppable, instantly breaking through his defense and leaving a bone-deep wound on his chest.

"Pfft!"

Hun Tiandi spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face as pale as paper. He staggered backward, his gaze shifting uncertainly.

"Hun Tiandi, you have lost!"

Gu Yuan said coldly, his gaze like electricity.

Hun Tiandi looked around, only to see the Hun Clan powerhouses suffering heavy casualties, completely routed. The Four Demon Saints were also unable to hold on, being beaten back continuously.

"Damn it!"

Hun Tiandi gritted his teeth, a hint of struggle flashing in his eyes. He knew very well that if the battle continued, the Hun Clan would undoubtedly be completely annihilated.

However, he was unwilling to surrender just like that. Would his many years of planning all go to waste?

"Hun Tiandi, are you still going to stubbornly resist?"

Gu Yuan said coldly, his gaze like electricity.

Hun Tiandi looked around, only to see the Hun Clan powerhouses suffering heavy casualties, completely routed. The Four Demon Saints were also unable to hold on, being beaten back continuously.

The entire battlefield was a mess, with deep pits and cracks everywhere. Countless bodies of Hun Clan powerhouses lay scattered on the ground, their blood staining the earth red.

In the distance, Void Swallowing Flame had been completely suppressed by Gu Fei, its body becoming increasingly ethereal, on the verge of collapsing at any moment. (End of this chapter)