Rebirth in Another World: The Ultimate Legend

The battle between Lin Yu and Ouyang Kuishan intensified, reaching a fever pitch. Lin Yu sustained several new, gruesome wounds, from which blood gushed forth, quickly staining his clothes. Yet, his eyes remained resolute and fierce, burning with an inextinguishable rage. He wielded his longsword with ever-increasing ferocity, each attack imbued with his rage and hatred. His sword strikes were like a raging storm, leaving Ouyang Kuishan overwhelmed.

Ouyang Kuishan didn't fare any better. Several of his once indestructible scales were now damaged by Lin Yu's sharp sword strikes. Strands of blood slowly showed through the scales, clearly indicating that he had suffered a serious injury. But he still gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, his eyes fixed on Lin Yu, trying to find an opening in Lin Yu's attack so that he could launch a fatal counterattack.

At that very moment, Lin Feng, Xiao Jinzhi, and Zhao Ling'er witnessed Old Wang's tragic fall. The anger in their hearts was instantly ignited to its peak, burning fiercely! Lin Feng gripped the long spear in his hand tightly. It was shimmering with dazzling light, and the tip of the spear was gleaming with a cold light. It was no longer an ordinary weapon, but a dragon awakened by rage!

This enraged dragon, carrying boundless grief and fury, roared and soared through the air. Each extremely sharp strike was like a thunderbolt, tearing through the sky and creating deafening sonic booms. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be ripped apart, forming visible shockwaves.

Faced with such a fierce offensive, Ouyang Kuishan's men were already pale with fear, their hearts pounding with terror. They frantically raised their weapons to defend themselves, but Lin Feng's marksmanship was simply too exquisite and powerful; each strike contained an overwhelming force, making it impossible for them to withstand. In the blink of an eye, they were all knocked back several steps, retreating in a disheveled and pathetic state.

Xiao Jinzhi's petite figure darted through the enemy ranks like lightning, her nimble steps and agile movements dazzling the eye. With a gentle flick of her left hand, the short sword in her hand instantly flashed with a cold light, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, carrying a chilling aura as it hurtled towards the enemy.

Her movements were swift as the wind; each thrust of her short sword was like a phantom, impossible to defend against. Before the enemies could even react, their vital points were struck with deadly precision. With screams of agony, one enemy after another collapsed to the ground.

At the same time, Zhao Ling'er, not far away, also displayed astonishing strength. Her hands moved gracefully, she chanted incantations, and her beautiful face revealed unwavering determination. In an instant, dazzling beams of light shot from her hands, like brilliant meteors streaking across the sky, striking the enemy with lightning speed and precision.

These rays of light contained immense energy; upon contact with an enemy, they would trigger a series of violent explosions. A series of deafening booms echoed as enemies were blasted to pieces, their flesh and blood flying everywhere. Zhao Ling'er, however, showed no sign of stopping. She continued to unleash powerful magic, continuously projecting more and more light, giving her enemies no chance to breathe.

Seeing his men at a disadvantage under the three men's fierce attack, Ouyang Kuishan was extremely anxious. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and a hint of panic flickered in his eyes. Suddenly, an idea struck him, a ruthless and cunning glint in his eyes. He shouted, "Charge into the village! Kill those villagers!" His voice was hoarse and shrill, filled with evil and cruelty.

Upon hearing the order, his men rushed towards the village. In an instant, shouts of battle and the villagers' terrified cries mingled together, plunging the entire scene into extreme chaos and crisis.

Ouyang Kuishan looked at Lin Yu smugly, a sinister smile spreading across his face, and said, "Lin Yu, look behind you!"

Lin Yu was startled and quickly turned around. He saw a group of vicious enemies brandishing weapons, charging madly towards the unarmed villagers. The villagers were terrified and fled in all directions. The cries of children, the shouts of the elderly, and the screams of women echoed through the sky, making him extremely anxious.

"You despicable and shameless scoundrel!" Lin Yu's eyes widened in fury, veins bulging on his forehead, his pupils almost popping out of their sockets. He roared at the top of his lungs, his voice exploding in the air like thunder, rustling the leaves around him. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with boundless anger and deep resolve.

At this moment, Lin Yu's anger had reached its peak. He wished he could rush forward immediately and tear this guy named Ouyang Kuishan to pieces to vent his hatred. That anger seemed to materialize, continuously gushing from his body, making the surrounding air heavy.

Just then, the cunning Ouyang Kuishan took advantage of Lin Yu's distraction due to anger, suddenly turned around, and took off running like a startled rabbit. In a flash, he disappeared into the dense forest, leaving only a series of hurried footsteps echoing in the air.