bookandnovel Chapter 14424 Yun Wanwan and Yan Huang
Chapter 14424 Yun Wanwan and Yan Huang
The white silk fluttered in the void, like nimble white snakes, carrying a mysterious and eerie power.
Each white ribbon contained a strange power, distorting the void wherever it passed, as if being kneaded by an invisible hand, and dimming the starlight, as if suppressed by this power.
"interesting."
Ling Xiao chuckled softly, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.
He suddenly slashed out with his bloodthirsty blade, the edge of which was as sharp as lightning, carrying a fierce aura.
Wherever the blade passed, the white silk tore inch by inch, making a hissing sound.
But these silks seemed endless, regenerating the moment they broke, wrapping around like a spider web.
The white silk ribbon tightened more and more, like countless cold tentacles, trying to bind Ling Xiao tightly.
In the blink of an eye, Ling Xiao was wrapped in a snow cocoon, revealing only a blurry figure.
Yun Wanwan raised the corners of her lips slightly, revealing a smug smile, her voice still cold: "My Heavenly Silk can seal true essence and sever spiritual consciousness."
No matter how powerful your cultivation is, it won't work...
"Also what?"
A clear, melodious voice emanated from the cocoon, a voice as powerful as a great bell, causing the surrounding void to tremble slightly.
The next moment, a burst of sword light erupted!
The dazzling blade light resembled a galaxy cascading down from the heavens, carrying an awe-inspiring momentum as if the world were being created.
Thousands of sword energies, like the rising sun, shone brightly and instantly tore apart the layers of white silk.
Under the impact of the sword energy, the white silk was as fragile as paper, easily cut into countless pieces.
The fragments scattered like snowflakes across the starry sky, making Ling Xiao's posture, holding his sword, appear as if a war god had descended.
He stood tall and imposing, his blade pointing at Yun Wanwan. A smile played on his lips but not in his eyes. He said coldly, "If you have any other tricks up your sleeve, bring them on."
Stop making futile struggles.
Yun Wanwan's pretty face was deathly pale, like a blank sheet of paper, devoid of any color.
She staggered back several steps, clearly having suffered a significant impact.
She looked down at her wrist, where the once smooth and lustrous jade bracelet was now cracked inch by inch, with cracks spreading out like a spider web.
This jade bracelet was her natal magic weapon, connected to her mind and spirit. Now that it has been destroyed, she has suffered a backlash, her blood and qi are churning, and she is in extreme pain.
"What kind of skill is it to rely on divine weapons!"
She gritted her teeth and said, her eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness, "Dare you fight me fairly without using this sword?"
If you defeat me with your true abilities, I, Yun Wanwan, will be completely convinced.
Ling Xiao laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, throwing his head back and bursting into laughter.
He flicked the blade with his finger, producing a crisp sound, then said mockingly, "You want me to discard my sword?"
"Are you out of your mind? This isn't just any ordinary knife; it's my martial spirit, connected to my bloodline, the foundation of my fighting spirit. How can I just abandon it like that?"
Furthermore, you are a master of the Great Sun Realm, while I am merely at the Azure Moon Realm. The difference in our realms is so vast, yet you still demand a fair fight.”
"How about you lower your cultivation level to match mine, and then we'll have a proper contest?"
These words were like a sharp blade, piercing straight to Yun Wanwan's sore spot.
Her face was a mixture of pale and ashen, as if a palette of colors had been overturned, making her look extremely unsightly.
Just as she was about to retort, a furious shout suddenly came from the depths of the giant ship: "Insolent brat!"
The roar was as powerful as thunder, carrying an irresistible majesty that shook the entire star field.
In the starry sky, the originally twinkling stars seemed to dim a bit after this angry shout.
A streak of crimson light shot through the air, like a burning flame, carrying intense heat. Wherever it passed, the void burned, and waves of heat surged.
The surrounding air was distorted and deformed by the heat wave, making a sizzling sound.
When the light faded, a burly man with red hair and a bushy beard was revealed.
This burly man was as imposing as a small mountain, exuding a powerful aura that made people afraid to look directly at him.
He held a spear that was eighteen feet long. The spear shaft was thick and straight, like a lurking dragon, and at this moment it was wrapped in extremely hot flames.
The flames roared, the leaping tongues of fire resembling the tongue of a dragon, or a blazing sun held tightly in his hand, radiating a chilling heat and light.
His eyes were like lightning, sharp and cold, staring straight at Ling Xiao. His whole body was filled with murderous intent, as if it had turned into tangible frost. He said coldly, "Yan Huang of the Tianyuan Holy Hall, today I will take your life!"
The sound was like thunder, echoing through the starry sky, carrying an undeniable resolve.
Ling Xiao felt an even greater pressure emanating from the other party than before, a pressure like an invisible mountain pressing heavily on his heart.
His expression finally became serious, and his previous relaxed demeanor disappeared, replaced by a solemn look.
The bloodthirsty blade trembled slightly in his hand, emitting an excited hum, as if it were yearning for this fierce battle, or perhaps cheering for the impending bloodshed.
This battle has only just begun.
Ling Xiao took a deep breath, slowly raised the tip of his blade, and a sharp blade aura began to emanate from his body.
Countless tiny starlight emerged from the void, like twinkling stars in the night sky, or like rivers flowing into the sea, continuously flowing into the blade.
This was a sign that he had pushed the power of Cangyue to its limit. At this moment, the Bloodthirsty Blade seemed to have become a bottomless abyss, greedily devouring the surrounding starlight.
Yan Huang clearly sensed the danger as well. He suddenly shook his spear, and the flames on the spear instantly surged, like a volcanic eruption, with intense heat rushing towards him.
Yun Wanwan, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help but take a few steps back. Her already fair skin appeared even paler under the high temperature, and a trace of fear flashed in her beautiful eyes.
She knew just how terrifying the power of Yan Huang's attack was.
"Flame Dragon Break!"
Yan Huang roared, his voice booming like a bell, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.
His spear, imbued with the power to scorch the heavens and boil the seas, was like an enraged fiery dragon, thrusting straight towards Lingxiao.
Where the spear passed, the void was burned and cracked with pitch-black fissures. The fissures were like abysses, as if they were about to devour everything around them, as if even heaven and earth could not withstand such terrifying power.
Ling Xiao neither dodged nor avoided; his gaze was firm, and his eyes revealed a fearless courage.
He met the spear, which resembled a fiery dragon, with a fierce slash.
At the moment the sword and gun clashed, there was no earth-shattering roar, only an intense white light illuminating the entire sky.
The white light was like a burst of sunlight, so bright it hurt people's eyes.
The onlookers instinctively closed their eyes to avoid his sharp edge. When they opened their eyes again, they saw that Ling Xiao's green robe was stained with blood, making him look somewhat disheveled.
Yan Huang's spear tip was pressed just three inches from his heart, unable to advance any further, as if an invisible force was blocking it. (End of Chapter)