Chapter 142: Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Eight: Return

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The crimson Shadow of Asura directly withstood the onslaught, the pure white giant blade light came from the south sky, and then there was the ferocious flying head giant barbarian, three powerful warriors from the Fierce Realm fully opened their fire and launched an attack on the golden giant.

Under the golden fist shadows, Feng Wentong shed bloody tears amidst smiles. In his lifetime, he had seen glory and humiliation, wisdom and foolishness.

But in the final moments of life, he had two good brothers fighting alongside him. His life was not lived in vain.

His spiritual power had run dry, even his vital blood was devoured by the Shadow of Asura, but he knew that he couldn’t die now, because he had to block the golden giant’s frontal attack for his brothers.

“By my flesh and spirit…” Feng Wentong’s eyes flashed with determination. Since his brothers were to battle, he would burn everything to open a window of victory for them!

“Sacrifice to the Asura’s battle spirit, slay the enemy who dares to offend!”

The robust body of the Fierce Realm warrior ignited the Asura’s flame, Feng Wentong offered his physical body and spirit as nourishment, to worship the Asura’s battle spirit, hence acquiring the last dazzling moment in his life!

His limbs, body, and head were all consumed in the flame. Everything was lost, only my battle spirit remains immortal.

“Big brother!” Amidst two cries of sorrow, Feng Wentong dissipated in mid-air, dead, his soul extinguished.

The Shadow of Asura became more distinct under the nourishment of flesh and spirit, just like a true Asura warrior appeared, shattering the golden giant’s fist with one strike.

With his death, Wu Zhuo and Lu Zhenghe erupted with surprising combat power in their grief and indignation.

he struck the golden giant’s head with one slash, cleaving the skull, which greatly resembled Tang Sen, into

Zhuo’s flying head giant barbarian violently collided into the golden giant’s chest, the black giant

horn exploded, the giant’s chest was torn apart by the intense spiritual power,

the giant’s chest. In a short moment, the top half of the golden giant was smashed to bits, leaving only

three of them combined their strikes, in just a few breaths’ time, they smashed the golden giant, which was akin to a divine being, to

looked at the arrogant golden giant being eradicated, and finally couldn’t control his emotions

Asura, recalling the fond memories of

legs remaining, leaped high into the air. Its right leg, held aloft in mid-air, whipped onto

whip isn’t quite apt, because in Lu Zhenghe’s eyes, it was like a large mountain swinging over. Having lost his spiritual armor, he hastily ran his body-protecting technique,

“Boom!”

at the place of the knife’s resistance, and Lu Zhenghe became dazed, “What kind of terrifying power is

hand that was bracing the knife shattered, and the golden mountain smashed onto

spiritual armor, was bleeding from all orifices just from

couldn’t believe that the golden giant, left

body was regenerating at a speed visible to

a few breaths’ time, the golden giant regained its original state,

in grief, Wu Zhuo did not even turn his head. If this punch were to land,

wasn’t strong, the terrifying force behind it could easily penetrate the spiritual armor, vibrating a martial artist’s internal organs. Even the body of a Fierce Realm expert has

giant’s upper body rose in the air, it was

continues – such is

hole in the golden

knocked away, never eliminated. Still, it was not the real Asura but merely undying combat intent manifested through the Fierce Realm martial artist’s spirit.

giant flashed again with Divine

air, numbly

turned his gaze to Wu Zhuo. Its face resembling Tang Sen’s bore no

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