533: She has a big fire

In the Shura Killing Field.

The blood color on Lin Xianhuo's body grew thicker, and even her cheek had a deep impression from the knuckle duster.

For a woman, having her face scratched like this should elicit extreme anger, especially for a woman as beautiful as her.

Logically speaking, Lin Xianhuo should have been filled with murderous intent.

But her emotional fluctuations were incredibly stable.

So stable that it was terrifying, like a flatline on a life monitor.

By this point, ten minutes had passed in the battle.

From start to finish, Ghost Cold had used every means to provoke her and break Lin Xianhuo's psychological defenses.

All sorts of vile, ugly, and filthy words spewed out like a barrage, furiously insulting Lin Xianhuo and Xiao Fan.

But Lin Xianhuo simply wasn't angry!

Yet everyone could feel that Lin Xianhuo was suppressing a fire within her.

A monstrous fire!

This fire had actually been born two years ago.

For the past two years, she had frantically roamed the edges of the Seventh War Zone, collecting Ghost God Power, often being hunted by people one or two great Realms above her.

She barely went a day without bleeding, not a day without killing.

Because only by doing so could she forget the bloody truth that Xiao Fan had died.

No one had ever seen emotional fluctuations on her face; her expression was always cold, always indifferent.

No matter how powerful an enemy she killed, no matter how terrifying an opponent chased her, she always wore the same expression, like a madwoman devoid of emotion!

Just like now.

Ghost Cold's heavy punch slammed into her abdomen, the knuckle duster piercing her skin, and crimson blood splattered into the air as the knuckle duster was pulled out.

This scene made all the spectators instinctively cover their abdomens, trembling.

Too bloody, too painful!

But on Lin Xianhuo's face, there was still no ripple; her brows and eyes didn't even twitch.

It was as if she was born without pain receptors.

At this moment, Ghost Cold's attack arrived again.

His expression was gloomy because he realized that Lin Xianhuo was absorbing his Flames of Deathly Silence.

He sensed a hint of a conspiracy.

But so what?

Now Lin Xianhuo was almost a blood person, while he had no injuries on his body.

Could she still counter-kill me?

Most importantly, he had initially boasted about torturing and killing Lin Xianhuo in three minutes.

But now, a full ten minutes had passed, and Lin Xianhuo still hadn't fallen.

This was truly infuriating!

Ghost Cold roared, "Flames of Deathly Silence, Second Stage!"

"Boom!"

Under everyone's watchful eyes.

The Flames of Deathly Silence on Ghost Cold's hands erupted, becoming deeper in color, and their intensity and ferocity were even double what they were before!

At this moment, people suddenly realized.

The gap between the two was actually so vast.

Had Ghost Cold not even been serious just now?

Had he not used his full power?

And at this moment, all humans across the Human Race's land revealed a look of terror.

Because on the screens in front of them, it was clearly displayed that Ghost Cold had condensed the Flames of Deathly Silence from both hands into a massive energy ball. This energy ball, burning with black flames, even caused the surrounding space to violently distort.

At this point, Ghost Cold's arm, supporting the energy ball, swung down fiercely.

The energy ball also shot down like a cannonball, smashing towards Lin Xianhuo on the ground.

And at this moment, Lin Xianhuo had just recovered from the previous attack, struggling to stand up, standing on a shattered piece of ground.

The instant she raised her head, the energy ball had already reached above her.

The next second.

Everyone in front of the screens, and even in the Super God Class, couldn't help but cover their eyes.

The energy ball of the Second Stage Flames of Deathly Silence, without any fancy moves, smashed directly onto Lin Xianhuo's head.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang.

Everyone's vision was covered by a blinding light.

The ground for several thousand meters around Lin Xianhuo as the center instantly exploded, black gales swept in all directions, and the Shura Killing Field's ground quickly cracked, shattering into mottled, spiderweb-like patterns.

Lin Xianhuo's body was covered in thick smoke.

People suddenly looked at the life-and-death arena; the Demon War God was not dead yet.

This indicated that Lin Xianhuo was not dead yet!

Ghost Cold naturally saw this too.

His eyes were filled with brutality and irritation, and he once again condensed a massive energy ball. This time, although it didn't reach a higher level of intensity, its concentration was higher than before.

The Flames of Deathly Silence energy ball was even larger than the previous one!

"Damn it, die for me!"

Ghost Cold roared, swooping down with the enormous energy ball.

The strong airflow dispersed the thick smoke around Lin Xianhuo.

Lin Xianhuo, at the center of the explosion, had been completely blasted into a blood person, half the flesh on her arms ripped apart, with blood vessels and bones clearly visible.

But she used her skeletal hands to once again support her body and stand up.

But she hadn't even fully stood up when Ghost Cold's attack arrived again.

He held the enormous energy ball, standing over the blood person kneeling before him, his eyes filled with intense cruelty.

"Die for me!"

He slammed the energy ball fiercely towards Lin Xianhuo's head, who had already lost the ability to move!

This time, everyone covered their mouths, tears welling up in their eyes.

Because that scene truly made people feel despair.

Even the Demon War God, her father on the life-and-death arena, frowned tightly, instinctively lowering his head, not daring to look at what Lin Xianhuo would look like after this excessive blow.

Perhaps she would be blown into a mist of blood?

A loud bang.

Ghost Cold's second energy ball exploded again.

The shockwave surged once more.

Ghost Cold, who had retreated ten thousand meters, sneered, looking up at the life-and-death arena in the sky, thinking, "It should be enough, right? She should be dead, right?"

But the energy ball above the Demon War God's head had not yet exploded, had not yet smashed the Demon War God's emperor seal to death!

"Damn it, is it not over yet!?" Ghost Cold gritted his teeth, his face full of rage.

Then let's do it again!

Without any hesitation, he bent his knees.

With a sonic boom, he shot out like a bomb, heading straight for the dying woman at the center of the explosion.

But suddenly.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The sound of blades cutting through the air rang in his ears.

He quickly stomped his foot into the ground, stopping his charge, just as a blade whizzed past his face, leaving a tiny blood mark on his cheek.

Ghost Cold frowned and turned to look.

He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Am I seeing ghosts?"

It turned out that the blades were fragments of the shattered Fire God Blade.

At this moment, the Fire God Blade had split into several hundred blades, and each one was flickering with Flames of Deathly Silence.

Ghost Cold was somewhat puzzled.

Why?

Even though these Flames of Deathly Silence had burned to this extent, Lin Xianhuo could still control the Fire God Blade?

But so what?

Ghost Cold snorted coldly.

He waved his palm forcefully, directly dispersing all the black mist in front of him, and Lin Xianhuo's figure came into everyone's view.

But this time, Ghost Cold's expression truly changed.

Not just him, but all living beings watching this place, whether alien races or the Human Race, had particularly astonished expressions.

Because Lin Xianhuo was no longer lying on the ground.

She had stood up at some unknown point, standing ramrod straight on the ruined ground, her face still devoid of any expression.

But what was shocking was this.

At this moment, both of Lin Xianhuo's pupils were erupting with vortices of flame.

And.

One was the Sun Fire of the Divine Element!

The other was the Flames of Deathly Silence of the Magic Element!