CHAPTER 770 MEADE VERSUS LYNCH

"Lynch is the young master of the Endless Shadow in the Dark Fallen Realm!" Ricky exclaimed in

realization.

"Meade's plan is indeed very good. If he really succeeds in killing Lynch, Sellers will definitely fall out

with the Endless Shadow. After all, Lynch was invited by Sellers," Tina muttered.

"But I have a feeling that Lynch is more than what he shows us.

Let's wait and see. I'm wondering if I should get involved in this matter," Ricky said with a slightly

scheming smile.

Tina immediately started questioning him, "What? Which of them do you want to help?"

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Swish!

As soon as Meade finished his order, his thirteen dare-to-die warriors gathered their powers and

attacked Lynch and the two young men in black behind him. Dust and debris flew as the attack tore the

space apart.

"Move!" Lynch gave the two men behind him a command. At that point, Lynch naturally understood that

he couldn't stop Meade simply by his words. Instead, he immediately got ready to defend himself.

Boom!

Upon hearing Lynch's order, the two killers in black released their strength immediately. The powers

and domains of two second-class upper spiritual kings who were at their peak level broke out in an

instant. The domains were condensed by strong killing intent.

'The two killers are second-class upper spiritual kings at the peak level!' Meade exclaimed in his mind.

When he felt the power of the two killers, Meade's face grew dark. It looked like the victory he was

looking forward to was about to get harder to achieve.

The two killers were definitely not inferior to his thirteen warriors. Even though he had an advantage in

terms of numbers of warriors, the strongest one was a mere second-class upper spiritual king.

"It seems that you're well prepared. It may not be that easy to kill you. Very well, I will just have to kill

you myself!" Meade claimed confidently. Although his men seemed weaker, he himself was still

stronger than Lynch.

"If you think I'm not prepared, why do you think I'm waiting for you to attack now?" Lynch asked

arrogantly.

"Then let me see if you are talented in being a killer!" Meade said coldly. The moment he finished his

words, the soles of his feet suddenly struck the ground, and a crack appeared in the air. The moment

the crack reached Lynch, Meade moved to the front of him at the same time.

The white spiritual energy swept around and mixed with the enlightening power. It twisted around his

right leg and turned into a strong wind blade. Meade looked at Lynch ruthlessly as the wind blade

struck at him.

Both were a constant blur as Lynch moved as fast as Meade. He put the five fingers of his right hand

together and turned his palm into the sword blade. He gathered the Dark Killing Enlightenment which

then collided with Meade's leg of wind blade.

Thump! Various debris and dust flew in the air at the collision. As the wave dissipated, the dust and

debris in the air settled. Both Lynch and Meade seemed to have been pushed back. The only

difference was that Lynch was pushed for nearly a hundred meters, while Meade only moved a few

steps. It was obvious how much effort it had taken Lynch, as he stood there panting while Meade

seemed steady on his feet.

It was obvious now that although the strength of Lynch and Meade were both first-class upper spiritual

kings, Lynch was not on par with Meade.

There was also a gap of strength between two first-class upper spiritual kings.

"Show me your sword. The strength of a killer will be totally different based on whether he uses a

sword or not," Meade sneered. He was more confident now, but he felt disrespected for Lynch was not

fighting with his best. He knew that Lynch would be stronger if he used his sword.

"I am not as good as you in the aspect of casting. However, in terms of martial arts, I will trample on

your pride as a killer."

In the face of the current circumstance, Lynch did not pretend to be tough. He took out a soft-iron

sword with a grave look, as if the real fight was just starting at that moment.

"As expected, the weapons of the killers in the Endless Shadow are all soft-iron swords," Ricky said to

Tina. The situation had become more entertaining than he had expected.

"Soft-iron swords are naturally the best weapons for killers," Tina commented as she watched the fight

seriously.

Lynch seemed to have transformed as soon as he held his sword. He entered the state where he

worked in great harmony with his sword. The strong sword intent pervaded, and the Ultimate Killing

Domain around him was strengthened by several times in an instant.

"Is that the power of the sword intent? That's a kind of power stronger than the sword light," Ricky

whispered as he felt the change in Lynch. "Maybe it's time for me to change my saber light into saber

intent."

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"I hope your state of great harmony with your sword will not disappoint me," Meade sneered in a

confident tone after he felt the change in Lynch's power.

Lynch did not respond with words. Instead, he responded with the Gloomy Enlightenment and the

Killing Enlightenment emanating from his body. In a flash, ten figures leaped out from behind Lynch.

Then there were all together eleven figures of Lynch in front of Meade.

"Shadowy Replication!" Meade said at the sight of that. "I just hope your Shadowy Replication isn't that

weak."

At that moment, Meade decided not to restrain himself anymore. All the Wind Enlightenment that

encircled his body gathered on his arms, and then transparent white runes surged out and merged with

his own power.

Soon, his arms became transparent as if they were invisible. Moreover, the white runes evolved on his

arms with array textures.

"Mutant-producing Strike! Mutant-producing Arms!" Meade shouted as he released his power

completely.

Boom! The domains they exploded collided with each other. Simultaneously, they also moved.

"All-in Sword Attack!"

The eleven figures of Lynch exclaimed at the same time. They held the soft-iron swords in their hands

and merged into the void. More and more illusory sounds echoed as they ran around in a crisscross

manner.

Like a shower of arrows, a huge black sword suddenly fell from the sky and stabbed at Meade.

Along with the huge sword, there were also figures and swords that were produced by Lynch. Each

figure and the power surrounding each sword were so real that Meade couldn't tell whether they were

genuine or not.

Lynch had to give up some of his shadowy replications so that his real body or other shadowy

replications could defeat Meade with a single move.

However, at the sight of that attack, Meade didn't feel nervous at all. He just looked on, calm as ever,

with disdain in his eyes.

"Lynch, the strength of the two killers on your side is really beyond my expectation. But you are much

weaker than me. Although we are both first-class upper spiritual kings, you are so much weaker."

"Mutant-producing Arms! Mutant-producing Palm!"

Boom! As soon as he clapped his transparent arms, the area where Meade's body stood suddenly

trembled. It seemed that the world was about to change.

A giant windstorm instantly swept and merged with the enlightening power released from Meade's

arms. A giant transparent Wind Palm gathered in the mid-air.

The palm was so big that it covered up the whole sky. In the face of that palm, Lynch's attack only

covered the area as small as the center of the palm.

Two attacks collided with each other. For a quarter of an hour, the two forces seemed to reach a

deadlock. But as soon as the huge transparent palm grew strong enough, it slammed down and

crushed everything completely.

All of Lynch's attack, both real and illusory were instantly disintegrated.

Bang! Bang!

The figures produced by Lynch were all thrown out. The moment they fell onto the ground, the

shadowy replications of Lynch also disintegrated.

At that moment, Lynch was defeated. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

"Damn it. I underestimated him!" Lynch said resentfully. He felt sharp pain inside his battered body.

But at the moment, Meade's Mutant-producing Palm continued to strike at him, and he had nowhere to

escape.