Ding Meng waved his arms when he saw the cloud-like energy wall pressing down on him. A rainbow-colored holy light curtain appeared in the center of the hall. The peach blossom wall pressed down, and the two merged and canceled each other out, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
However, the light pupil was not affected. It stopped spinning and turned back into a crescent blade, slashing at Ding Meng with murderous intent.
Ding Meng let out a clear cry. He did not dodge, and instead slammed into the tip of the blade.
Ru Feng's expression changed. Did he want to die?
Mingzhe, on the other hand, was curled up on the ground, trembling. He knew very well the material of the Night Phoenix Starship. The two of them were fighting inside, and the energy waves had been absorbed by the starship, so there was no explosion. If this had happened on Planet Cypress, five planets would have been blown to smithereens.
Among these people, only Moyan looked calm. She seemed to be comforting Mingzhe. "He's fighting so hard because he still has a trump card."
The next moment, everyone saw clearly that Ding Meng had used his standard Ding Style Hand Blade. The transparent figure in the air flew forward like a swallow, and the figure seemed to be distorted. However, at that moment, the figure's aura exploded again.
Ru Feng cried out, "He's actually a galactic general!"
Yes, Ding Meng had activated ten galactic origins and pushed them to the limit.
At this moment, the Ding Style Hand Blade was not as simple as a hand blade. It was an energy composite that gathered the essence of divine light, True Essence Colored Crystal, and electromagnetic telekinesis. It was also Ding Meng's great belief that he would never back down.
The long blade came again. Ding Meng did not hesitate to raise his hand and slash.
With a "clang", the blade was hit by the hand blade. The tip of the blade suddenly tilted, and the entire blade brushed past Ding Meng's shoulder.
This scene also caused Vermillion Bird to stare blankly. She had not yet recovered from her shock when Ding Meng's backhand blade finally arrived.
"Boom!"
This was the muffled sound of Vermillion Bird's hand chopping down on her shoulder. Vermillion Bird clenched her fists. Her whole body seemed to be resisting this energy, but her body was very honest. Her whole body began to slide backwards, and along the way, the ground emitted a puff of white smoke.
She retreated four to five hundred meters until she was twenty meters in front of Moyan. Then, something unbelievable happened. Vermillion Bird's ancient armor began to melt, and it also dissipated in the form of white smoke.
This time, even Moyan had a look of admiration. "This Ding Meng is not bad!"
She was not admiring Ding Meng's strength as a junior general, but Ding Meng's actual combat experience and improvisation. Through the previous few exchanges, Ding Meng had already analyzed Vermillion Bird General's characteristics.
Vermillion Bird's strength lay in her long blade and armor, and the power she used seemed to be more of an ice element. In fact, at the level of interstellar experts, many types of energy were interconnected and could even be interchanged. However, at the beginning of a martial artist's cultivation, there would always be a type of energy that they were better at using. To put it bluntly, Vermillion Bird General was an ice element martial artist.
Therefore, to deal with the Ice Element, the Heat Element was naturally the best choice. It just so happened that the Heat Element was Ding Meng's forte. Therefore, even though the two hand chops seemed to be a combination, they actually contained a temperature of over a million degrees. It was equivalent to throwing out a Scorching Sun.
I don't care if you're a transcendent Planet Destroyer, I don't care if you're a natural treasure. Everything will melt in the face of absolute heat. I'm just that simple and crude.
Ding Meng's attack this time had undoubtedly broken through the Vermilion Bird's defense. At this moment, the Vermilion Bird's armor had melted, revealing a jade body that was only partially covered in armor. This was a flawless body that was spotlessly white, smooth, and soft. The key areas were faintly discernible, and it was simply enough to cause any man's hormones to soar.
However, in Ding Meng's eyes, this was the body of a death god. Why did women have such a mysterious connection with death?
Vermillion Bird's gaze turned cold, and finally, a fierce glint appeared in her eyes. "Good boy, you actually forced me to use my full strength. You're the first. I'll let you experience the true power of the Night Luan!"
She suddenly turned into a pink cloud of dust that quickly enveloped Ding Meng. From afar, the dust looked like a ribbon with a unique life, instantly surrounding Ding Meng.
Heavenly Book Body?
Ding Meng frowned. This was a pure abandonment of the physical body and a spiritual attack. However, this Vermillion Bird's Heavenly Book Body was simply too powerful. Its aura had actually swelled to the level of a mid-level Martial General. This wasn't something he could deal with.
"Ah — — —"
Ding Meng stretched out his limbs again, and the Origin Flames on his body turned invisible. In truth, this was the highest level of transparency. Powerful waves of energy once again spread throughout the hall.
Mo Yan said indifferently, "Is this the bright spirit of the Ardent Sun Divine Art?
This won't last long. "
She wasn't mistaken. This was indeed a bright spirit's secret energy gathering technique. It could only increase one's energy for a short period of time. However, the Vermillion Bird that had turned into dust was like a viper that slithered into Ding Meng's mouth. Her spiritual body had already invaded Ding Meng's body.
"You want to take over my body?" Ding Meng laughed coldly. Then, he roared, "Get out!"
His entire body shook violently. Countless strands of pink dust slithered out from all over his body. They gathered in mid-air and reformed into the Vermillion Bird's original form.
The Vermillion Bird was completely shocked. This kid's willpower was unwavering. No wonder his soul was so powerful.
"Die!" Ding Meng clasped his hands together, then quickly pushed them out.
A straight beam of divine light shot straight towards the Vermillion Bird's chest. This was Ding Meng's full-powered attack. This was also a powerful essence that could tear apart the starry skies and destroy planets. He had pushed it out without holding back. No one could underestimate this attack, and no one could even think of dodging it.
"Hm?"
The Vermillion Bird's eyes narrowed. Her palms formed a heart shape and pushed out as well. She was naturally releasing the unique pink energy of the Night Phoenix Empire. However, within this tidal wave of energy was a visible peach blossom petal essence. It seemed that she was also doing her best to counterattack.
"Bang — — —"
The moment the two energies came into contact, there was a burning sound. The ground caved in, the walls deformed, and the ceiling actually melted slightly. The intensity of the energy waves was rarely seen in this world.
"Not good!" Ru Feng cried out in alarm.
This was because she could already see that Ding Meng's energy was far superior to the Vermillion Bird's. Although the beam of divine light seemed to be blocked by the peach blossom essence, in reality, the two energies were gradually changing shape. The peach blossom essence seemed to be twisting into the surface of an umbrella, while the beam of divine light was blocked by the peach blossom essence because it had gathered too much energy. Slowly, it converged into an even larger arc, like a huge wave crashing against a small umbrella. If this stalemate continued, the Vermillion Bird General would undoubtedly lose.
In a battle of this level, losing meant death. Death meant destruction, and destruction meant complete obliteration.
"You want to kill me?" The Vermillion Bird's willowy eyebrows shot up. "Unless you don't want to live anymore."
With a single thought, the crescent blade that had fallen to the ground in the distance automatically flew up and slashed towards Ding Meng with the force of a thunderbolt. The two of them were now fully focused on each other. They were evenly matched and had no time to spare for anything else. If Ding Meng didn't want to die, he'd best withdraw his attack.
As the crescent blade flew closer and closer, Ding Meng's eyes suddenly focused, and a huge electric wall appeared in mid-air.
"You dare to show off such a low-level psychic ability?" The Vermillion Bird sneered.
It was as if the crescent blade was being manipulated by an invisible hand. With a few swings in the air, the electric wall in the void was cut into pieces. Moreover, the momentum of the crescent blade increased, and it slashed downwards with a fierce blade aura.
Ding Meng took a deep breath, loosened his left hand, and blocked the attack.
With a "crack", Ding Meng's entire left arm was cut off at the shoulder. Moreover, before the arm fell to the ground, it turned into a puff of pink smoke.
The problem was that even though Ding Meng's arm had been cut off, the tidal wave of divine light was still erupting, and he was already less than twenty meters away from the Vermillion Bird.
The Vermillion Bird was terrified. This bastard could actually control all the energy with a single hand.
"Let's see how long you can last!" The Vermillion Bird also shouted. The crescent blade flew a circle in the air, and then slashed towards Ding Meng's head.
"Crack —"
"Tch —"
Ding Meng's remaining right arm was also cut off, and without any suspense, it turned into a puff of pink smoke.
However, the boundless sea of divine light was still closing in little by little. Fifteen meters, ten meters, five meters …
"Why?" The Vermillion Bird's smile froze, and her pupils contracted completely.
This was the last thing she saw. Although Ding Meng had lost both his arms, he opened his mouth wide, and an even more ferocious stream of energy gushed out from his mouth. It was endless, unending, magnificent, and unstoppable.
At this moment, the Vermillion Bird had no time to use her blade. All she saw was pure white, and the outside world had completely disappeared.
"No!
This is impossible!
That was impossible!
Ahhh — "
A shrill scream rang out from within the white light. Within the waves, countless images of humanoid monsters rose, transformed, and tumbled, like the howls and struggles of the densely packed souls of the underworld.
This capable deputy general under Mo Yan's command was actually blown away by the divine light's shockwave, and not a single trace of him was left behind.
There was nothing wrong with Vermillion Bird's response. This was a typical strategy of besieging Wei to rescue Zhao. However, her mistake was that she shouldn't have underestimated Ding Meng's determination to bravely move forward and her courage to face death with equanimity. When a true expert fought to the end, what they competed in was no longer strength, but talent, glory, and faith.
These were noble qualities that the Night Luan martial artists didn't possess, and they were also the unique values that human martial artists possessed. Just like Xiao Ai's evaluation of Ding Meng, when a human's values prevailed, they would disregard their own safety. They would do everything they could to achieve a goal, even sacrificing themselves. Sometimes, this sort of trait would cause an unsalvageable disaster, but sometimes, it would also create an indescribable miracle …
Back when he was forging the origin in the space of consciousness, that heroic declaration was Ding Meng's belief. "Fight for the birth of the earth, Ionia, never to be extinguished!"
With a thump, Ding Meng fell to his knees. In the end, he collapsed from exhaustion, his body extremely weak.
Now that both his arms were crippled, regenerating them not only required energy, but also time. However, the current situation did not allow him to stop and recover.
This was because he could already see that the Windswept General finally moved, walking to the front of the throne. From her stern expression, it was clear that she was about to make her move.
Ding Meng frowned. He was not naive enough to believe that the Windswept General was weaker than the Vermillion Bird General. Even if she was weaker, he was still no match for her.
What awaited him was the destruction of his soul!