Holy Fist
Chapter 554 - 277 Asura’s Wrath, Dragon Elephant’s Might_2

Chapter 554: 277 Asura’s Wrath, Dragon Elephant’s Might_2

"Huff!"

"Clang!"

The iron arm smashed onto the back of the axe.

An unstoppable and terrifying force vibrated, like a deluge pouring down.

The Blood Axe was immediately flung away at an angle, even dragging the enormous body of the Executioner off balance. The battle axe viciously struck the ground, instantly emitting a huge tearing sound, carving out a twenty-meter-long deep gash.

"Swoosh!"

At the same time.

Bai Xiao, without any hesitation, made a sprint with a touch to the ground, soaring high into the air. He let out a low growl from his throat, raising one leg high, almost like an axe cutting down. A flash-like leg shadow streaked through the air, drawing out a line.

"Boom!!!"

"Secret technique! Ghost Shadow!"

"Secret technique! Soul Burst!"

Below, feeling an intense crisis, the Ghost Mask instantly executed two secret techniques. A hazy shadow overlapped with him, absorbing half of the damage for him. Immediately after, a multitude of dense black spirits gushed out from the Netherworld Mask, like a mighty army charging into the sky.

"Bam bam bam bam bam..."

The spirits collided with Bai Xiao, who was like a cannonball descending with a single legged chop.

They exploded upon impact.

The incredible explosions weakened the power of Bai Xiao’s strike. Hundreds and thousands of spirits burst in mid-air, appearing as spectacular as fireworks. Meanwhile, Bai Xiao descended like a meteor, striking a foot on the Ghost Mask.

"Boom!!!"

The arena shook violently, and the surrounding alloy pillars bent crookedly.

At the spot where the Ghost Mask had stood, a five-meter-wide, downward sunken pit suddenly appeared. At the bottom, the Ghost Mask lifted four arms, creaking under the heavy weight of the hot, platinum figure above.

"Crack crack crack..."

The overlapping ghostly arms emitted sounds of being overburdened.

They were visibly fracturing and breaking.

"Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh..."

Next to the pit, suddenly a scream rose, as if thousands of Evil Ghosts were roaring. A massive copper-colored figure burst forth, like a high-speed train colliding, with the battle axe in hand ablaze with blood flames!

"Boom!"

The Executioner slammed into Bai Xiao with force.

He was sent flying along with Bai Xiao, like two cannonballs toward another corner of the arena, lifting a cloud of explosive dust. Only then did the Ghost Mask catch a breath, staggering slightly as he leapt out of the pit. However, as soon as he stabilized and was still catching his breath, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a copper-colored figure leap out from where the Executioner and Bai Xiao had fallen.

The Executioner got thrown by a vast force, clearly displaying an exaggerated fist imprint on his chest, the battle axe in his hand shattered at one corner, and crashed heavily to the ground.

"Huff!"

From within the white mist.

A massive and terrifying shadow slowly made its way out.

"Tock!"

A figure akin to a red tank, gigantic in size, appeared within Ghost Mask’s field of vision. Standing at two meters, Qi-Blood at its peak refined, it was as if there was smoke and flame burning above its head. The surface of the body, aglow with red light crisscrossed with black cords, seemed to don an unstoppably thick set of armor.

Every step he took brought about the noise similar to a giant elephant trampling.

This was the effect of the Ba Snake Transformation.

Bai Xiao’s mere breathing caused the air around him to tremble, white spirals forming visibly at his nostrils from the convection.

His burning gaze slowly shifted to Ghost Mask.

"Executioner!"

"Burning state!"

Ghost Mask’s pupils shrank, and immediately a huge figure rapidly charged from his left, blocking in front of him. Moreover, the aura of fear exuding from his entire body began to ignite, emitting a strange, copper-colored flame. The Executioner’s surface seemed to bake, giving off an eerie feeling, as though a religious copper statue was melting.

And within this combustion, the Executioner’s power seemed to be fully unleashed.

The blood-red chains wrapped around the body had all burst and shed without a remnant left. Inside the body, it seemed as if a primordial sealed monster was breaking free.

"I can’t maintain this state for too long..."

"Bai Xiao, let’s use these thirty seconds to let you experience..."

The murderous words in Ghost Mask’s heart abruptly stopped.

He suddenly saw, in the distance, that figure slowly walking step by step. As the first step landed, an ancient sound resonating like a bronze bell echoed from his body. On the second step, his entire physique grew taller again, his body swelling up like a transformation, growing to a gigantic two and a half meters. With the third step, his whole skeleton and blood emitted a golden light, blazing as bright as the intense sun.

Copper Statue Technique perfection, Giant Statue Technique perfection, Jade Bone Skill perfection!

Bai Xiao’s combat suit shattered, turned into a golden giant.

"Bang!"

A beam of golden light flew straight towards him, even more astonishing than a meteor fall.

"Executioner!"

Ghost Mask roared again, the melting giant shadow in front of him directly charged out, carrying a massive battle axe. His whole body burning with flames seemed to merge into this one axe!

"Bang!!!"

The two giant shadows clashed in the middle, triggering a tremendous explosion.

Flames overflowed, golden light shattered.

The next second, it seemed like a lament of annihilation came from within, followed immediately by another expanding explosion of flames. From within, a series of burning ghostly shadows flew out, screaming in madness, yet still they fell to the ground turning into ash. With a clank, half of the blood-colored axe embedded itself spinning into the ground.

As if to narrate, the executor had just experienced something.

At a corner of the battlefield.

Ghost Mask grunted, his face pale, his spirit-dominated Executioner was blown apart, naturally suffering backlash. Evil Ghost at this moment was incredibly frustrated; his most important tactics could not be utilized, the Fear Secret Technique unable to affect Bai Xiao’s mind. Because the opponent also had martial arts of the same caliber.

He had already tested this during the fight.

Not only did Bai Xiao possess a powerful defense against Fear Secret Technique, but even his Spirit Attribute was exceptionally remarkable. Even though it wasn’t as good as his own, it was enough to easily resist the mental influence of others. Fighting against Ghost Mask was like inherently lacking an arm.

This led to various tactics being forced out one by one.

"If it were two days ago, I might not have been able to escape defeat."

"But, the further evolution of Shura Record, the Netherworld Mask being upgraded to just below the Mother of Masks, finally allowed me to master the second layer of Shura Record! These Shura monsters from the void, under my control, driven by me! Coupled with my Extreme Realm transformation... the final victor must be me!"

Under the Ghost Mask, his pupils emitted an intense divine light.

The next second.

"Bang!"

The ground exploded with a great boom, mist vibrating.

A figure shot out like a cannonball at high speed.

In mid-air, he spread out his hands, his fists covered with an icy expansion of airflow marks, dragging two long white streams of air behind him.

"Water Bird Soaring!?"

Ghost Mask’s face changed dramatically, his right hand swiftly clutched at his face without hesitation.

The Netherworld Mask emitted an intense glow, the power amplification cranked up to the maximum.

In his mind, a tremendously terrifying Visualization existence, with the surging and mighty spiritual power infused into it, gradually materialized out of the void. The surrounding air vibrated, seeming to form a ripple-like visual field.

"Whirrrr..."

A shadow, from the profound darkness, slowly floated out. It was shrouded entirely in a pitch-black cloak, without legs, its face firmly covered by a hood. Only white skeletal arms emerged from both sides.

Ghost Mask’s face changed dramatically, his right hand swiftly clutched at his face without hesitation.

The Netherworld Mask emitted an intense glow, the power amplification cranked up to the maximum.

In his mind, a tremendously terrifying Visualization existence, with the surging and mighty spiritual power infused into it, gradually materialized out of the void. The surrounding air vibrated, seeming to form a ripple-like visual field.

"Whirrrr..."

A shadow, from the profound darkness, slowly floated out. It was shrouded entirely in a pitch-black cloak, without legs, its face firmly covered by a hood. Only white skeletal arms emerged from both sides.