Chapter 368: A Figure Under the Divine Blade

Chapter 368: A Figure Under the Divine Blade

"Ahhhh!!!"

A shrill roar echoed from high above.

Lu Ran and Deng Yuxiang had known each other for a long time, but this was the first time he had heard such a battle cry from the Great Nightmare.

She was indeed in a life-threatening situation.

The terrifying cyclone engulfed her figure.

Deng Yuxiang didn't have time to stabilize her body; she only wanted to escape the range of the cyclone.

She desperately urged her Divine Art, Qingfeng Dance, but the intensity of the cyclone was too high, severely limiting her movements.

Even more terrifying was the fact that White Lotus was approaching at an incredible speed!

The killing move had arrived!

Under the warm winter sun, the ring-handled saber glowed with a faint light, and the long blade slashed through the cyclone!

Was White Lotus going to cut through both the person and the wind?

"Get ready!"

Suddenly, the Night Slash Great Saber received a mental command from its master.

Deng Yuxiang could fly on her own and had never needed to rely on Divine Weapons.

But at this moment, her mind was filled with the image of Lu Ran being carried away by a Divine Weapon.

"Buzz!!!"

The Night Slash Great Saber trembled violently.

Deng Yuxiang stopped resisting.

Instead of trying to fly away from the cyclone, she allowed the storm to wash over her, going with the flow.

No! Deng Yuxiang's body was filled with intense Divine Art fluctuations as she desperately urged her Divine Art!

Northwind Divine Art - Qingfeng Dance!

The River Grade Qingfeng Dance could only create wind beneath the feet of the Northwind disciples.

The wind and waves would wrap around their calves at most.

However, the Jiang Grade Qingfeng Dance could envelop their entire bodies in wind and waves.

At this moment, Deng Yuxiang's body was as light as a feather, allowing the cyclone to spin her around and around.

"Down!" Deng Yuxiang tightened her grip on the hilt.

"Buzz!" The Night Slash Great Saber suddenly exerted force, carrying its master in a flying stab.

The master and the weapon, taking advantage of the storm's inertia, exerted force simultaneously, forcefully charging three meters diagonally downward.

"Huff!"

White Lotus, with her long blade slash, cut through the side of the cyclone.

From the pine forest below, a startled exclamation rose.

"Oh my god!"

"Careful! That was close, Senior Sister Deng."

"What? Can the Northwind Roar be cut open?"

"Senior Liao is too strong."

Voices surrounded the two speechless individuals.

Bai Manman stared blankly at the sky.

Deng Yutang's heart hung in his throat, and his body trembled from the extreme tension.

The weather was clear today, without any snow.

Therefore, the cyclone blooming in the sky was not covered in heavy frost and snow, allowing the Deng sisters to see it clearly.

White Lotus had slashed through from above Deng Yuxiang's head!

If not for Deng Yuxiang's quick reaction, stabbing diagonally downward two to three meters at the critical moment, she would have been decapitated!

Decapitation!!

Deng Yutang dared not imagine the sight of his sister's head falling alone.

Strictly speaking, White Lotus had indeed slashed something.

Hair.

As Deng Yuxiang fell, her high ponytail fluttered, and the ends of her hair were neatly severed.

The flying strands of hair took the place of the head in receiving the punishment.

"Why struggle, young one?"

White Lotus's voice was hoarse, sending chills down everyone's spines.

Her eyes were filled with malice as she turned and flew backward, already slashing down with the ring-handled saber!

All along, White Lotus's offense was like a raging storm, never pausing for a moment.

Even the spectators had no chance to catch their breath.

Her mid-air saber slash was not in vain!

"Buzz!!!"

The ring-handled saber trembled violently.

The blade radiated a chilling glow!

"Divine Armament Field!" Lu Ran's heart tightened, and the Radiant Blade on his back trembled slightly, as if about to leave its sheath.

"Hsss! Hsss!"

"Hsss"

With Deng Yuxiang as the center, within a radius of a hundred meters, countless saber auras suddenly appeared!

Endless saber auras swept horizontally and vertically, slashing upward and diagonally.

The dense and chaotic offense made everyone's scalp tingle!

To everyone's surprise, Deng Yuxiang did not dodge immediately but instead reached out towards White Lotus.

A fierce wind suddenly rose!

Just as White Lotus turned and slashed with her saber, stopping her backward momentum, a cyclone swallowed her figure.

These two River Realm powerhouses truly gave everyone a lesson!

White Lotus's offense showed no signs of stopping.

And Deng Yuxiang was no different.

These two individuals were faster than each other, their movements astonishingly quick, and their casting frequency terrifyingly high.

Were these two Northwind disciples?

No, these two were just a couple of crazy dogs!

They fought from the south end of the Martial Arena to the north, from the snowy ground to the clear sky above.

From the start of the battle until now, the second hand on Bai Manman's expensive wristwatch hadn't even completed a full circle.

In fact, Deng Yuxiang had no choice but to do this.

She needed to buy herself time and needed the cyclone to control her opponent, even if only for a brief moment.

If White Lotus had a stable environment to attack, Deng Yuxiang would be truly finished!

"Hiss!"

Deng Yuxiang sucked in a breath of cold air in pain, paying a painful price.

Just as she cast her spell and reached out towards White Lotus, a saber aura attacked.

The sharp saber aura cut through the newly formed Shattered Wind Armor on her body, leaving a crack.

If it had only been this one saber aura, it wouldn't have been so bad.

However, Deng Yuxiang was in the center of the Divine Armament Field.

Four large characters appeared: Thousand Cuts and Ten Thousand Flayings!

"Hsss!"

The saber aura landed on Deng Yuxiang's arm.

"Crack!"

The saber aura landed on Deng Yuxiang's shoulder.

The Shattered Wind Armor shattered, and the Water Flow Armor took the hit.

However, the Jiang Grade Water Flow Armor couldn't withstand the simultaneous attacks of two or three saber auras.

The reason Deng Yuxiang screamed was that a saber aura had slashed open her pants.

From her calf to her thigh! Blood splattered,

The wound was deep enough to see bone!

Once a Divine Weapon activated its field, it was merciless!

Lu Ran's Radiant Blade unleashed the Divine Armament Domain - Auspicious Clouds, and it was powerful enough to force the crowd of ghosts to retreat.

From another perspective:

Could the Divine Armament Domain cultivated by Deng Yuxiang be weak?

Alas, the heavens are blind, and one can only have one domain.

Unfortunately, she was born at the wrong time and was preempted by another killing god.

"Chii! Chii!"

"Crack!"

Injuries covered her body, and blood sprayed everywhere.

The Night Slash Great Saber also had cracks running along its blade.

At the spot where the Ring-Handled Saber had cut into the blade, pieces of metal were peeling off and flying away.

This Divine Armament Domain had a radius of 100 meters.

The closer to the center, the denser the sword energy became.

Deng Yuxiang rapidly descended, struggling to re-gather her Water Flow Armor and continuously summoning the Shattered Wind Armor to protect herself.

"Huff!"

Deng Yuxiang's descent suddenly halted, and a streak of sword energy brushed past her.

It was a close call!

The Northwind Divine Art - Wind Chant saved her life.

As she abruptly hovered in the air, more wounds appeared on her back.

"Chii!"

Deng Yuxiang ignored the pain and flew downward again.

Every second spent inside the Divine Armament Domain increased the death rate by a large margin!

As the attacks became more precise, even the Northwind followers skilled in sound perception couldn't escape.

Streaks of sword energy continuously slashed at Deng Yuxiang's body.

Finally!

The number of sword streaks decreased, and their frequency lessened.

Deng Yuxiang swayed, her entire body covered in wounds, looking like a blood-soaked person, a shocking sight!

Sounds of gasps and discussions arose from the Snow Forest.

"Hiss!"

"It's impossible to fight, Liao Senior has a Divine Armament Domain. How can we fight this?"

"It's not the same level at all! Not only is the strength lower, but the Divine Armament is also overwhelming."

"Once the domain is activated, there's no escape."

"Will Senior Disciple Deng die? She's bleeding so much."

"No, she's our fellow disciple. Let's pray for her, don't give up!"

"Sister!" Deng Yutang couldn't help but take a step forward, unsure of what he could do.

Bai Man Ni couldn't bear to watch, nor did she dare to look.

She tightly closed her eyes, fearing that the next second would be Deng Yuxiang's demise.

"Yuxiang!" Hu Jiaojiao's expression was complex, and her eyes suddenly widened.

Deng Yuxiang, as she fell freely, suddenly raised her right hand.

The storm was coming again!

Was she going to continue fighting?

Hu Jiaojiao clenched her teeth and fists! Yuxiang could surrender!

It was enough! In her sight, Deng Yuxiang lay prone, falling while blood flowed from her body, her eyes fixed on the sky.

And in the sky, Liao Wushuang, who was still in the cyclone, seemed to have no intention of escaping?

Yes, Liao Wushuang was desperately activating her Divine Armament, casting spells together!

She realized that the storm was coming again.

But Liao Wushuang's lips curled up in a cold and cruel smile.

Good!

This Northwind Roar was well-timed!

I was afraid you'd surrender, afraid you'd give up!

If you did, how could I kill you?

"Uh." Deng Yuxiang suddenly clenched her fists, her divine power surging.

In the vast sky, endless wind and waves gathered, rapidly taking shape.

It was a colossal blade, 100 meters long!

Around the blade, the wind and waves spread out, incredibly fierce.

The Northwind Sect's ultimate River Realm technique - Northwind Great Sword!

"Huff!!"

Within the cyclone, Liao Wushuang, who seemed trapped, also raised her hand high.

In the sky, below the Northwind Great Sword, another Northwind Great Sword took shape!

Ultimate move versus ultimate move?

This terrifying phenomenon startled the entire Northwind City.

Even the Ice City outside the ancient city had its streets and pedestrians come to a halt, their faces filled with astonishment as they gazed at the sky.

"Junior, it's time to set out!"

Liao Wushuang muttered to herself, her killing intent rising!

If not for the domain, junior, your future would have been dazzling.

In the future, you would have been a pillar of the Northwind Sect.

Alas, what a pity.

The sky has only one sun, and a realm has only one master."

If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for stepping onto my path and trying to take what belongs to me!"

"Ahh!"

"What?"

"Holy shit!!" Exclamations arose.

When everyone thought that Liao Wushuang's summoned Northwind Great Sword would clash with Deng Yuxiang's Northwind Great Sword...

Liao Wushuang's blade directly slashed towards Deng Yuxiang!

There was never a confrontation of earth-shattering divine blades.

The tone of the battle was set early on: a mad dog fight!

Moreover, Liao Wushuang's ultimate move had the advantage.

The River Grade Northwind Great Sword, one level higher than the River Grade Three-Segment Divine Blade, took shape faster and slashed down three seconds quicker.

It wasn't hard to imagine that its slashing power was even more terrifying!

"Huff!!"

One blade slashed towards the north of the Martial Arena.

"Huff!!"

One blade slashed towards the sky storm.

The Northwind Sect's ultimate technique, from its formation to its slashing, required continuous spellcasting.

The caster had to concentrate fully and couldn't move.

Fortunately, the Night Slash Great Saber could move freely.

It supported the blade covered in cracks, pushing Deng Yuxiang to dodge to the side.

But the Northwind Great Sword was majestic in scale, with an astonishing attack range!

Under Liao Wushuang's control, the divine blade constantly adjusted its angle, chasing and slashing at Deng Yuxiang.

"Yuxiang!!"

"Senior Disciple Deng!"

"It's over! No, please!"

Amidst the exclamations, a different voice mixed in.

"Chii—"

Immortal Mist surged, and frost and snow danced.

A youth in a white down jacket ran towards the blood-soaked figure, facing the descending giant divine blade.

(End of Chapter)

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