bookandnovel Chapter 14700 Every Word Pierces the Heart
Chapter 14700 Every Word Pierces the Heart
Chapter 14700 Every Word Pierces the Heart
The one who made the move was Meng Haoqing. He knew he was no match for her in a one-on-one fight, so he decided to take advantage of Mu Yin's distraction of Ling Bi and launch a desperate attack.
Without raising his head, Mu Yin made a grasping motion with his left hand, and a condensed, almost tangible, sword of qi appeared out of thin air, shooting upwards to meet the giant axe head-on.
"boom……!"
The deafening clang of the clashing axe and sword echoed throughout the imperial city, sending violent shockwaves rippled outwards, causing tiles to fall from buildings. The giant axe trembled violently, and Meng Haoqing's arms went numb as he was forcefully thrown several meters away.
But he was extremely brave. He twisted his body in mid-air, used the momentum to sink his waist and drop his fist. The fist energy condensed like a mountain and crashed down on Mu Yin below. The space within ten feet was crushed into pieces by the force of the fist.
Mu Yin swayed slightly, but regained his balance after taking only half a step back.
The next instant, a slender, hair-like gray-white sword light suddenly pierced through space, precisely locking onto Meng Haoqing's brow, so fast that no one had time to react!
Meng Haoqing's pupils contracted sharply. At the critical moment of life and death, he unleashed his ultimate potential. In the instant he dodged to the side, the sword light grazed his temple, cutting off a few strands of hair and leaving a trace of blood.
Before he could catch his breath, the second sword of energy, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, slashed horizontally across his waist!
Meng Haoqing tried his best to turn around, but still couldn't avoid it...
"laugh!"
A flash of blood appeared, and a severed left arm flew up, spraying blood, and excruciating pain instantly engulfed the entire body.
This was far from over. The power of returning to nothingness contained within the sword energy suddenly erupted, slamming him violently into the imperial city wall below. With a deafening roar, bricks and stones shattered and scattered, creating a deep crater in the wall.
He struggled to break free from the rubble, but three swords of energy fell like meteors, piercing his right arm and legs with pinning him to the city wall. Blood meandered along the brickwork, staining the area red.
On the other side, Ling Bi suppressed her chest injury and raised her sword, ready to charge forward again, but Mu Yin was faster than her. A streak of gray-white sword light appeared out of thin air, carrying overwhelming killing intent as it slashed straight at her face.
"Slay the Void!" Ling Biqing shouted, drawing her sword to meet the attack. A crescent-shaped sword aura, accompanied by a sharp sound that tore through the void, surged forth and collided with the sword light.
"Boom!"
The sword energy shattered, and Ling Bi was once again violently thrown back by the immense force, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.
But before she could retreat even three zhang, the second and third sword lights came down in a continuous stream, like a tide, giving her no chance to catch her breath.
Ling Bi's eyes were as cold as ice. She gripped her sword with both hands, and the blade burst forth with a dazzling white light. She poured all her spiritual power into it and slashed forward with all her might: "Break the Sky!"
A snow-white sword beam shot into the sky, tearing through the heavens, its power several times greater than before.
"boom!"
The sword's edge was once again shattered by the sword light. Ling Bi was struck as if by a heavy blow, and her body fell out of control, embedding heavily in the blue bricks of the city wall below, unable to move.
Before she could even get up, four icy sword lights pierced through her limbs, pinning her firmly to the wall.
At the same time, a vast and powerful sword intent of the Returning Void was like an invisible cage, suppressing her spiritual power and soul, making it impossible for her to even move her fingertips.
Seeing this, Ji Mingkong and Lu Fan's faces turned extremely grim, their hearts heavy. The strength of this black-clad swordsman was so formidable that it was utterly despairing!
In terms of realm, combat power, and combat experience, he completely overwhelmed them. They were not even in the same league, and any resistance would be nothing but a futile struggle.
Beside him, Yun Wuji silently gazed at Mu Yin, a resolute look flashing in his eyes.
The next moment, an ancient and majestic aura burst forth from his body, surrounded by golden light. Behind him, a phantom of an ancient deity, hundreds of feet tall, slowly emerged, its robes fluttering, its expression majestic, and its aura vast and boundless like an ancient torrent, shaking the surrounding wilderness.
Mu Yin glanced at the illusory image of the Dharma, his expression remaining calm, his tone carrying a hint of disdain: "The Dharma image is solemn and has a certain imposing presence... Unfortunately, even if your Dharma image is quite powerful, you are not qualified to discuss swordsmanship with me."
After saying that, he casually waved his hand, and a wisp of gray-white sword light burst forth from his fingertips.
The sword light was as thin as a hair, yet it carried an eerie speed that ignored space, instantly traversing a distance of a hundred feet and precisely striking the brow of the illusory Dharma image.
The illusory image trembled slightly, then shattered like glass, dissipating silently.
Just as the phantom vanished, Yun Wuji flashed to Mu Yin's side like a ghost, clasped his hands together, and thrust them forward. A powerful and masculine palm force, like a raging wave crashing against the shore, carrying an aura of destruction, slammed into Mu Yin's face.
Unfortunately, just as this power emerged, Mu Yin's sword had already fallen.
"Sizzle! Sizzle!"
With two soft sounds, Yun Wuji's palms were severed at the wrists, and blood gushed out.
He groaned and flew backward like a cannonball struck by a heavy hammer, crashing heavily into the city wall. Immediately afterwards, four swords of energy pierced through his limbs and pinned him to the wall, where he stood alongside Ling Bi and Meng Haoqing, all three covered in blood and barely breathing.
Complete defeat!
Of the few people present, not one could withstand even a single blow from Mu Yin. The gap between them was like an insurmountable chasm. With Mu Yin's strength, looking across the entire Silent Realm, apart from a handful of reclusive top experts, almost no one could subdue him.
Mu Yin's gaze slowly swept across the imperial city below, finally settling on Ji Mingkong. He spoke slowly, his voice carrying an undeniable sense of pressure: "Ji Mingkong."
As far as he knew, this woman was the one Ling Xiao cared about most… She was Ling Xiao's wife, and for her, Ling Xiao would risk everything, even his life. Capturing her would be the biggest bargaining chip to restrain Ling Xiao.
As soon as the voice fell, Ji Mingkong leaped into the air and looked calmly at Mu Yin.
Su Lingyin flashed forward, blocking Ji Mingkong's path. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but Ji Mingkong spoke softly, his tone firm: "They can fight for Lingxiao, so why can't I?"
Looking into her clear yet resolute eyes, Su Lingyin asked softly, "Are you afraid?"
Ji Mingkong slowly shook his head, his hands quietly clenching together, his fingertips turning white but showing no fear.
"Don't do anything foolish." Su Lingyin's tone became more serious. She knew Mu Yin's ruthlessness well, and Ji Mingkong's actions were tantamount to walking into a trap.
Ji Mingkong smiled slightly, his eyes clear and firm: "I'm not stupid."
She looked up at Mu Yin in the air, her voice clear yet carrying immense power, each word like a sword piercing the sky, her words of venom echoing throughout the entire imperial city:
"Come on, great swordsman! Use me to threaten me, Lingxiao! See if your so-called 'invincible sword' can only gain a sliver of victory by holding a weak woman hostage! Is it only through such despicable means that you can force him to show himself!"
Upon hearing this, the entire room fell into a deathly silence.
Every word is piercing to the heart!
What sword cultivators seek throughout their lives is a pure sword heart and a solid foundation in the Dao. Mu Yin's ability to cultivate to his current level demonstrates a sword heart far stronger than that of ordinary people.
However, sword cultivators have another major taboo... going against their own conscience.
He has always considered himself a true practitioner of the orthodox way of the sword and despises the unorthodox methods of taking hostages and using the weak to coerce others.
He came against his conscience to force Ling Xiao to show himself, harboring a deep-seated sense of shame.