usatvline Chapter 399 The Young Singer's Journey 68
Chapter 399 The Young Singer's Journey 68
Song Yanhui stared at Li Hanyi with bloodshot eyes. The Duanshui Sword in her hand transformed into a sharp sword beam that shot straight towards Li Hanyi, but was blocked by Lei Wujie holding the Shaba Sword.
However, due to the vast difference in strength between the two sides, Lei Wujie only managed to hold on for a moment before being blasted away by Song Yan Hui's powerful force.
Xiao Se caught Lei Wujie as he flew backwards, and then handed him over to Sikong Qianluo.
Immediately afterwards, he turned around, his blue robes fluttering in the wind, his true energy surging, and his aura rising steadily.
The Wuji Staff in his hand suddenly bloomed in the air, like thousands of flowers in full bloom, turning into a dense array of staff shadows that swept down on Song Yan Hui.
Faced with the overwhelming shadows of the staffs, Song Yan's eyes changed slightly. The Broken Water Sword in her hand instantly shone with an even sharper light, carrying a sharpness that could cut through everything, as it met the sky full of staff shadows.
However, at this moment, Xiao Se of the Free and Unfettered Heavenly Realm possesses the world's number one lightness skill - Riding the Wind and Stepping on Clouds Step, and the world's number one staff technique - Limitless Staff. How many people in this world can withstand him?
Looking back at the spear blossoms before her, Song Yan felt that in the vast天地 (heaven and earth), only that one figure in blue remained.
The Broken Water Sword and the Limitless Staff collided fiercely, producing a loud "clang." A powerful recoil force impacted Song Yan Hui through the Broken Water Sword, causing his blood to surge in his chest, forcing him to hastily withdraw his sword and retreat.
However, Xiao Se followed him like a shadow, giving him no chance to catch his breath. With a flash, he swung his staff down again.
Now, he is forcibly activating his internal energy using the Circulation Technique, but his physical strength and internal energy cannot sustain him for long. He must help Li Hanyi eliminate all the people present as quickly as possible, otherwise not only will he be in dire straits, but Qianluo, Lei Wujie, Ye Ruoyi, and even his senior brother will all die here.
"Xiao Se, you really are a master." Lei Wujie's eyes widened, but the current situation didn't allow him to dwell on it. He quickly turned around and saved Tang Lian, then drew his sword and, together with Sikong Qianluo and Ye Ruoyi, dealt with the fierce attacks of the Wushuang City disciples.
Just as Xiao Se and the others were locked in a fierce battle with Wushuang City, Li Hanyi missed the best opportunity to dodge because she threw her sword to save Tang Lian.
At this moment, the Three Paths of Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus burst open instantly, transforming into sixty-three sharp petals that surrounded her completely.
The petals covered everything, leaving her nowhere to escape.
Li Hanyi raised her hand and tried to strike down the approaching Buddha's Wrath Lotus with a palm strike, but was shocked to find that her internal energy was dissipating at an alarming rate.
A chill ran through her as she immediately recalled the porcelain vase that the three elders had deliberately smashed at her feet, and a surge of anger welled up within her.
The three elders watched as the Buddha's Wrath Lotus was about to strike Li Hanyi, their eyes filled with joy, as if they could already see the scene of a generation of sword immortals falling.
At the same time, the Angry Sword Immortal's eyes gleamed, he gripped his giant sword tightly, and with a leap, landed steadily behind Li Hanyi, his whole body radiating rage.
"A furious slash!" The Furious Sword Immortal roared, and his giant sword slashed down as if Mount Tai were pressing down.
Seeing this, the other four elders of Wushuang City also rushed forward with their swords, surrounding Li Hanyi and completely cutting off her chance of escape.
Faced with the Tang Clan's Three Paths of Buddha's Fury Lotus, the Fury Sword Immortal's ultimate skill One Sword Fury Slash, and the siege of the Four Elders of Wushuang City, it is likely that no one can escape death, and the final outcome will only be death.
However, they were facing Li Hanyi.
Li Hanyi's sword always unleashes its strongest power in dire situations.
Li Hanyi's sword can only unleash its greatest power in desperate situations.
But at this moment, her sword was not in her hand.
Li Hanyi suddenly closed her eyes and murmured, "That person also didn't have a sword in his hand, yet he was able to unleash that astonishing sword strike. Why can't I?"
Having said that, she suddenly opened her eyes and let out a clear whistle: "Sword, rise—"
In an instant, a phantom of a long sword, cold as frost, materialized above her head. Its sword energy was sharp, instantly enveloping the surrounding forest in frost and snow, and a thin layer of ice crystals condensed on the branches and leaves.
Everyone present who witnessed the longsword appear out of thin air were terrified and dared not utter a sound.
A flash of purple light passed through Li Hanyi's eyes, and her sword finger suddenly sank, causing the sword shadow in the air to slash forward.
"Pfft!" The Furious Sword Immortal's body trembled violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backward like a kite with a broken string.
At the same time, the countless Buddha's Wrath Lotuses that were flying everywhere also fell to the ground and scattered all over the ground under the impact of the sword energy that fell from the sword shadow.
"As expected of the Snow Moon Sword Immortal." The Furious Sword Immortal struggled to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, supporting himself with his sword as he slowly stood up, his eyes flashing with resentment: "But that attack just now should have been your limit, right?"
Li Hanyi stared coldly at the Furious Sword Immortal. That sword strike had indeed exhausted the last bit of true energy in her body, and the wisp of green smoke from the three elders of the Tang Clan prevented her from recovering her true energy in time.
At this moment, she didn't even have the strength to swing her sword; perhaps even a child could easily take her life.
But she showed no fear and slowly said, "You think I am no longer able to fight, but believe me, I still have one sword to draw?"
Upon hearing this, the four elders' expressions changed, and they quickly said, "Sword Immortal, we must not be careless!"
They were after the renowned Snow Moon Sword Immortal, and until the very last moment, no one knew if she had any trump cards up her sleeve.
The four elders exchanged a glance, then without hesitation drew their swords and charged towards Li Hanyi, the tips pointing straight at her, about to fall.
Just at this critical moment, a figure appeared out of thin air, holding a peach wood sword, flying in with peach blossoms all over the mountains and fields. The vast sword energy overflowed, and with one sword, the four people were forced to retreat repeatedly.
Immediately afterwards, the man turned his sword and pointed it directly at the Furious Sword Immortal, unleashing another sharp sword strike.
The Angry Sword Immortal's pupils contracted sharply. Faced with this sudden burst of sharpness, he retreated without hesitation.
The man did not press his advantage, but instead sheathed his sword and stood in front of Li Hanyi, looking at her tenderly, his voice filled with affection: "Little fairy, I missed you so much."
Li Hanyi stared blankly at the purple-robed Taoist in front of her, the image of the boy sitting in the peach tree waiting to eat peaches flashing through her mind, and her face couldn't help but blush slightly.
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"Tsk tsk tsk! Zhao Yuzhen really did come down the mountain after all."
Looking at the surging clouds in the sky, Xiao Yu felt a mix of emotions.
Zhao Yuzhen and Li Hanyi had only met twice. After that, one cultivated in seclusion on Mount Qingcheng, and the other practiced swordsmanship in Snow Moon City. They didn't see each other for more than ten years. How could they have fallen in love so deeply?
If it were someone with a bad memory, they might forget what the other person looks like.
"The Dao Sword Immortal has descended the mountain? Wasn't he burdened with the fortune of Qingcheng Mountain for a hundred years and thus unable to descend the mountain for the rest of his life? Could the rumors be false?" Wuxin's face showed surprise, and his tone was filled with confusion.