The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 2778

"Kill!" Austin's voice thundered, making the air around him burst aggressively.

He released strong beams of sword-light, each containing the power of twenty thousand sword moves, in succession. Each beam of sword-light was so sharp, forcing the two men in black robe to resist with all their strength.

Boom! Boom!

Austin then waved his fists and targeted the space, creating a blaring explosion.

All of a sudden, the air around the space wreaked havoc, sending stones and specks of dust rolling in all directions. On top of this mayhem was the ominous rumbling of thunder and flashes of lightning. It was as if the gods were playing mischief with humans.

In just a single streak of his fists, Austin sent the two men in black robe in panic-stricken mode. They madly swung their sickles, in no particular direction, desperate to resist the attack.

In terms of cultivation base, Austin was at par with his opponents.

But, in terms of fighting experience and martial arts skills, he was no inferior to them.

Therefore, it was clear that those men were no match for Austin.

On top of that, the demonic avatar had always been fighting by Austin's side. With that kind of extraordinary weapon, the young man was indeed ahead of his game.

Bang!

Waves of fire gushed out from the golden ball above Austin's head, flowing towards one of the enemies.

These black-robed men from the underworld cultivated with evil energy, like corpse miasma––quite a negative and dark force of power.

On the other hand, Austin's Golden Sun Scripture was a positive cultivation method, something that was conclusively used by the greater good.

So, once employed, it naturally suppressed the evil energy of those black-robed men.

Bang!

Austin instantly flashed before one of his enemies and swung his fist. The Divine Ruling Chains followed behind his fist and landed on the black-robed man's body, crushing it on the spot.

At the same time, the demonic avatar also launched an attack towards another black-robed man who was approaching Austin. Seemingly fragile as glass, he was smashed to pieces in just one hit.

In just a heartbeat, Austin and his avatar had slaughtered three black-robed men, quite surprising considering the slight difference in their number.

The rest of the men in black robes were utterly silences, glancing at the raining remains of their comrades with their mouth agape.

Quite frankly, these men had done nothing but looked down on Austin and the Immortal End World.

They considered the Immortal End Word merely a small world in a fallen universe, and Austin as nobody but a mere young boy, desperate to prove something to the world.

In their eyes, they were too weak to attract their attention.

But to their surprise, since the battle had commenced, their allies, among whom were all sect ancestor level, died one after another.

They evidently had not expected that Austin could possibly kill three of them.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, where Humpty and Dumpty were engaged, was even more eye-catching.

They had already killed seven or eight black-robed warriors of the underworld in such a short time!

At that moment, dozens of black-robed warriors were besieging them all at once––frantically determined to take down the two giants.

Each of the Eight Stone Saints was also vehemently fighting with a black-robed man, gaining the upper hand and forcing their opponents to retreat.

Moreover, Evil Shadow King and Damon were also at an advantage in their own fights against black-robed men.

The eight holy trees formed an array and summoned a golden pagoda, fighting against five or six black-robed men at the same time.

The other forces of the Immortal End Alliance were also sparing no effort to fight against the rest of the troops from the underworld.

Although there were a significant number of casualties, none of the members of the Immortal End Alliance had chosen to retreat. They were all determined to defeat the enemy who had the nerves to show up in their borders, claiming to annihilate the entire Immortal End World.

While everyone else was occupied with their respective combats, Austin released his spiritual sense and perceived the entire battlefield. He was delighted to learn that none of his allies had chosen to retreat.

What made him even more gratified was the full fighting spirit of everyone from the Immortal End Alliance.

Evident in their faces was the boldness conviction for killing the enemies, and this translated to their performance on the battlefield. They employed their best skills, willing to give their all for this battle alone as the stakes were high for their world.

Austin knew that the fighting spirit was what mattered most.

If one's strength was not strong enough, he could always practice and improve it continuously.

But the high and positive state of fighting spirit was definitely not easy to obtain! And true enough, his allies did not fail in this matter.

"Austin, it's not too late for you to make a choice now!

Surrender and give us what we need.