653: Chapter 13: Fierce fighting, exchanging injuries for injuries

Amidst the clash of blades and shadows, Zhu Jianhua moved like a phantom, agilely dodging the Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor's fierce attacks.

Each strike seemed capable of tearing space, generating bursts of sonic booms, but Zhu Jianhua narrowly avoided them by mere millimeters.

Zhu Jianhua's figure continuously dodged, leaving behind trails of scarlet afterimages, making his true position elusive.

Seeing this, the Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor's compound eyes glowed even redder, clearly surprised by Zhu Jianhua's speed.

“Interesting, were you holding back earlier?”

He did not rush to pursue, but slowly condensed the green flames around his body, which burned fiercely, seemingly brewing an even more terrifying attack.

“Blood Scythe Storm!”

The next moment, accompanied by a deafening roar, the Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor violently flapped its wings.

Countless tiny scarlet scythes shot out from the green flames, forming an impenetrable storm that tore the entire space to shreds.

Zhu Jianhua, at the center of the storm, felt the deadly threat surging from all directions.

He took a deep breath, his eyes blazing with purple light, and the blood energy in his body boiled to its limit, as if he was about to burn himself out.

“Peerless Blood Battle!”

Zhu Jianhua roared, and the blood energy around his body solidified, forming a massive scarlet barrier that tightly enveloped him.

At the same time, the scarlet battle saber in his hand was swung out fiercely, transforming into a brilliant crimson light that forcefully tore open a rift in the scythe storm.

The crimson light collided with the green flames, erupting in a dazzling glow that seemed to illuminate the entire battlefield.

When the light dissipated, Zhu Jianhua had broken through the wind and charged directly at the Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor.

“Your doomsday has arrived!”

Zhu Jianhua's voice was cold, and the scarlet battle saber in his hand gathered unprecedented power, as if it could cut through anything.

The Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor showed no weakness, swinging all six of its arms, its scythes like dragons, clashing head-on with Zhu Jianhua's scarlet battle saber.

The deafening sound of metal clashing filled the air, and the two figures intertwined in mid-air; each collision stirred up ripples of energy, causing the surrounding space to tremble.

Their battle was so intense that both sides' forces continuously retreated, otherwise the lingering energy from the battle could have cost them their lives!

“Emperor Realm!”

Man Kuang, Bai Yuan, and the others could naturally feel the terrifying power within, and they gained a new understanding of the Emperor Realm.

The battle continued, and the Scarlet Grassland for a hundred miles around the two of them was already a mess.

Deep ravines scarred the earth, like ugly wounds.

“You truly are surprising.”

During the battle, the Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor's expression darkened as he looked at his unrecoverable injuries, but the next moment, a crimson light flashed in his eyes, and his figure suddenly accelerated, like a scarlet lightning bolt streaking across the night sky, heading straight for Zhu Jianhua's vital points.

“However, this should end now!”

Its six arms carved out bizarre trajectories in the air, each scythe containing terrifying power capable of tearing mountains apart, as if intending to sever space itself.

Seeing this, Zhu Jianhua's heart tightened, but he did not retreat; he knew that this was the crucial moment to decide victory or defeat.

He couldn't help but think of his wife and children; only greater strength could possibly revive them.

“Yes, it really should end!”

As he spoke, Zhu Jianhua's blood energy boiled again, and an unprecedented power surged within him—a longing for victory, a stubbornness towards himself.

“Layers of Blood Shadows!”

With a low murmur, Zhu Jianhua's figure suddenly blurred, as if transforming into countless scarlet phantoms, each containing the same Aura, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

The crimson light in the Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor's compound eyes flickered, and he too couldn't find Zhu Jianhua's true body.

“Then I'll just kill them all!”

The Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor immediately attacked, unleashing countless fierce slashes, but the scarlet phantoms continuously shattered and then reformed, making it impossible to distinguish them for a time, and they were also rapidly approaching.

Under the cover of countless phantoms, Zhu Jianhua had quietly approached the Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor, his scarlet battle saber gathering all his strength, gleaming with a chilling light.

“End this!”

With a roar, Zhu Jianhua's figure and the scarlet battle saber seemed to merge into one, transforming into a crimson full moon that, with an unstoppable momentum, cleaved down upon the Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor's head.

The Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor felt this unprecedented threat, but he showed no fear, merely raising two of its arms to block, while its other four arms unhesitatingly stabbed towards Zhu Jianhua, seemingly intending to trade injuries.

“Bang!”

Two immensely powerful forces collided violently at this moment, and space seemed to be torn apart by this power, emitting a deafening roar.

At the point where the crimson full moon and the Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor's scythes met, a dazzling light erupted, as if even heaven and earth were shaken by this power.

Zhu Jianhua's scarlet battle saber let out a sharp whistle during the collision, a sonic boom generated by extreme speed and power friction with the air.

And on the Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor's scythes, green flames burned fiercely, as if capable of devouring everything.

The clash between the two distorted the surrounding space, and energy fluctuations spread like a tide, leveling the surrounding grassland.

“Pfft!”

Although the Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor used both arms to block, Zhu Jianhua's strike was too astonishing; it not only directly severed his arms but also cut into his shoulder.

Had it not been for the insect armor's resistance, this strike would likely have directly pierced the Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor.

In an instant, green flames splattered, appearing exceptionally dazzling.

Zhu Jianhua was also not well; the scythes from the Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor's other four arms almost simultaneously pierced his body, his blood armor shattered, and blood sprayed out.

If Zhu Jianhua's soul and flesh were not now integrated and indestructible, he would have been torn into pieces by now.

However, even though Zhu Jianhua's body was pierced, his gaze grew even more resolute.

He did not retreat in the slightest; instead, he used the momentum to push forward, swinging his scarlet battle saber again. This time, he aimed for the Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor's vital point.

The crimson light in the Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor's compound eyes seemed to freeze at this moment; he felt an unprecedented threat of death.

However, as an Emperor Realm powerhouse, how could he easily admit defeat?

“Blood Scythe Defies Heaven!”

The Blood-Winged Sickle Scythe Emperor roared, swinging its remaining four arms, intending to tear Zhu Jianhua apart from the inside.