Chapter 428: The Dirty Mountain

Chapter 428: The Dirty Mountain

"Ahhhh!"

As a hint of red flashed across Lu Ran's eyes, the woman screamed in agony.

In her moment of intense pain, her flying body twisted awkwardly, and the water flow battle robe she wore, along with the newly activated Clearwater Armor Technique, became extremely unstable.

Lu Ran's movements were incredibly fluid as he rushed forward.

He held a Radiance Blade in his right hand and slashed it down with force. Simultaneously, his left hand tightly gripped the Nightshade Blade and, seizing the momentum, thrust it forward!

"Stop!"

"Halt!"

Several exclamations of shock rang out, along with the sound of the woman's battle robe tearing.

At the brink of life and death, Kong Jingqi unleashed an astonishing will to survive! Enduring the extreme pain of being pierced by countless needles, she no longer cared about anything and desperately whipped up a tornado under her feet.

Northern Wind Divinity Technique·Northern Wind Howl! She tried to stop the enemy's advance and disrupt their rhythm using this method.

But Lu Ran...

As his right hand slashed down with the Radiance Blade, breaking through the enemy's defense, his left hand, which held the Nightshade Blade and was about to thrust forward, suddenly loosened its grip on the hilt.

"Swoosh!"

The Nightshade Blade, taking advantage of the momentum, rapidly flew forward and stabbed!

There was still a tear in the woman's water flow armor, left by the Radiance Blade.

The Nightshade Blade had a clear target, and under Lu Ran's aim, it stabbed with extreme precision! It followed the blade's path, piercing straight into Kong Jingqi's chest.

"Tsk!"

The blade's edge pierced her flesh.

Kong Jingqi, already feeling like her head was about to split open, now felt her heart turn cold.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the cloaked youth standing in the snow.

The tornado ultimately failed to sweep through, and the cold blade's edge pierced Kong Jingqi's heart. She no longer had the strength to maintain her divine technique.

"Tsk!"

The blade's edge pierced the wood!

The Nightshade Blade, still impaling the woman, flew forward and nailed itself into a large tree.

Bu Ming's breath hitched.

The other two Northern Wind believers' faces paled in shock!

Everything happened too quickly.

In the previous second, the cloaked youth was pushed away by his angry female companion, telling him to scram.

In the next second, Kong Jingqi had already been slashed open by the cloaked youth, her armor breached, her heart pierced, and she was nailed to a tree!

To outsiders, the process seemed incredibly simple.

Lu Ran had merely taken advantage of the element of surprise and relied on the might of his divine weapon.

But that was not the case!

In places unknown to others, Lu Ran's techniques were endless!

In this world with its strict hierarchical system, even killing someone just one small rank above was challenging.

Yet, Lu Ran pushed his sinister arts to the extreme!

Using the Sinister Art·Threaded Pupil to mentally attack, he severely damaged the opponent's brain, causing their state to plummet, making their body and armor unstable.

With the Sinister Sensitivity Technique, Lu Ran's reactions became incredibly fast, and his attack speed increased significantly!

The Soul Splitting Power Technique amplified his strength, and with the aid of the divine weapon Radiance Blade, he instantly tore through the River Realm Fifth Stage powerhouse's defense.

The Sinister Awareness Technique helped the Nightshade Blade aim and fly towards its target.

His movements were as smooth as flowing water, and he accomplished it all in one go!

Was Lu Ran merely a sinister and treacherous person who succeeded through sneak attacks?

Hmm. Yes.

But that's not entirely accurate.

Lu Ran was far more sinister and ruthless than anyone could imagine.

"You!" Kong Jingqi's eyes remained wide open.

Until this moment, she seemed to finally realize that her life was coming to an end.

Her once noble and dignified demeanor vanished, replaced by endless terror.

Lu Ran stared at the woman, and beneath his straw hat's brim, a pair of cold eyes stared back.

The Holy Spirit Mountain Realm has indeed taught me a lot.

Are you satisfied with this move, "Internal Strife in Formation"?

"You motherfcker, are you tired of living?!"

"Seeking death!" The two Northern Wind disciples were both shocked and furious. They flew backwards into the air, creating distance from Lu Ran while casting spells continuously.

In an instant, a storm of wind blades swept through.

Bu Ming also retreated, but he didn't cast any spells.

It seemed more like... a retreat?

A peak powerhouse of the River Realm Fifth Stage, facing a young man of lower cultivation, actually chose to withdraw?

It should be known that Lu Ran had taken the life of their companion at the foot of Blade Ridge Peak!

Bu Ming, instead of protecting his companion, maintaining the face of Blade Ridge Peak, or even his own reputation, chose to flee?

It was truly baffling!

In comparison, the other two River Realm Northern Wind disciples had a more normal reaction.

Deng Yuxiang fiercely threw out a string of Night Charm Blades, while Lu Ran dodged and moved towards a large tree, where he activated a fallen mirror.

Bu Ming's heart skipped a beat!

Teleportation?

Bu Ming and Kong Jingqi had a deep grudge, unlike the other two Northern Wind disciples, who were filled with sorrow and anger.

Additionally, Bu Ming's solar plexus was jumping wildly, and he felt that this pair of cloaked man and woman were problematic! Trusting his instincts as a martial artist, Bu Ming abandoned the dignity of a River Realm powerhouse and chose to retreat. He never expected that even with his keen senses, he still couldn't seem to escape?

Who exactly was this believer in the cloak?

More importantly, where did he go?

Bu Ming's retreating body suddenly stopped as he sensed energy waves behind him.

Without hesitation, he turned and threw out a string of gale blades.

However, there was no one behind him, only two rows of uneven canine teeth.

"Swoosh~ Swoosh~ Swoosh~"

For some reason, the sound of piercing the air overlapped.

In addition to Bu Ming's gale blades, there were also a string of water flow arrows flying towards him from the snowy forest.

Asha's Divinity Technique·Linked Pearls!

"Stop! Fellow cultivators, let's talk this out!" Bu Ming shouted, quickly throwing out gale blades.

He was well aware that this string of water flow arrows must have an automatic tracking effect.

There was no way to dodge them.

To escape, he could only shatter the arrows!

As Bu Ming tried to negotiate, the Northern Wind disciple frantically casting spells in the forest shouted angrily:

"This is Blade Ridge Peak! It's not a place for you to run wild. Are you tired of living?!"

Bu Ming: "..."

"Crack! Crack!"

Just then, a series of shattering sounds echoed.

The gale blades and water flow arrows flew towards each other, like the tip of a needle against the edge of a knife.

But the very first water flow arrow easily shattered an entire string of wind blades, like bamboo being snapped!

Bu Ming's pupils contracted violently!

This... this is a Sea Grade arrow?

Bu Ming swiftly unleashed a tornado and immediately turned around, dashing towards Blade Ridge Peak.

As he flew, he continuously launched more tornados behind him, trying to disrupt the arrows' speed.

However, the Sea Rank Spell·Heaven-Tearing Bead arrows had an astonishing momentum, piercing through the newly formed tornados one after another.

In the next moment, two rows of canine teeth suddenly appeared in front of Bu Ming.

"Crack!"

In the blink of an eye, Bu Ming desperately adjusted his direction, flying to the right front.

But in front of him, a figure suddenly flashed into view.

Green Raincoat and Green hat, eyes cold and piercing.

"Swallow." Bu Ming gulped.

At this moment, he no longer had the time to wonder why the young man in the raincoat possessed multiple techniques.

Not only because the situation was dire, but also because his vision blurred, and he fell into a deep red world.

"I! I!"

Bu Ming let out a painful cry.

His limbs felt as if pierced by countless needles, and most fatal was the water arrow that shot him from from the same time, from behind.

"Crack! Crack!"

The water arrow's momentum was too strong, piercing through Bu Ming's back and carrying him forward, his body forming a bow shape.

And in front of Bu Ming, Lu Ran quietly vanished away.

"Aah!!" The piercing scream abruptly stopped.

"Sss—"

Deng Yuxiang's eyes were sharp, her feet surrounded by swirling mist.

She held a broken blade, rushing out to block the path, watching the Northern Wind Sect disciple who was fleeing in panic, her blade trailing a long mark.

Not far away, Jing Hong was terrified, looking at a corpse riddled with arrows.

This Northern Wind Sect disciple's eyes were bloodshot, red blood soaking the white snow forest.

Yu Changsheng gently waved his paper fan, admiring the Flame Gate Sect divine general—Luo Ying.

Finally!

He could finally return to his support and medical role.

Luo Ying slightly raised her head. On the battlefield, she showed no trace of gentleness.

Even the warm glow of the setting sun could not soften the killing intent in her eyes, making Jing Hong feel as if she had fallen into an icy abyss.

In this dirty Holy Spirit Mountain, since the moment Luo Ying became a mother, her speed of cultivation and breakthrough had only increased.

Her heart became more resolute.

Her arrows became sharper.

"Have you collected them all?" Lu Ran rushed over, holding a black fog sphere in his hand.

Strangely, a man's face appeared on the black fog.

Soul Shattering Evil Art·Soul Prison!

Deng Yuxiang naturally knew what Lu Ran was talking about. She looked at the riddled corpse in the distance: "One more!"

Lu Ran opened his eyes, directly dashing over.

He absorbed the soul while summoning the Bronze Mirror: "Everyone, retreat!"

"Someone is coming up the mountain!" Luo Ying suddenly spoke, drawing her bow and arrow.

On the other side of the river, atop the towering Blade Ridge Peak.

Several men and women were flying rapidly.

The leader was a white-haired elder, waves of energy surging around him!

Clearly not a good person!

"Leave it alone, let's go!" Lu Ran commanded. Above them, a massive Gale Blade appeared in the sky.

The Northern Wind Sect River Realm ultimate move—Northern Wind Divine Blade!

The divine blade, at the River Rank, was about a hundred meters long.

But now, the divine blade hanging above their heads was probably a kilometer long!

Without a doubt, this was a Sea Rank Spell!

"Hurry, hurry!" Lu Ran urged everyone into the mirror. Finally, he grabbed Yu Changsheng, who was covering the rear, and led him into the mirror.

The next moment, everyone appeared in a snow forest, a hundred kilometers away.

"Hah" Lu Ran let out a long breath.

He was indeed confident, but not arrogant enough to directly challenge a sect's stronghold.

What would be the difference from seeking death?

Lu Ran still felt uneasy, so he used the Sinister Art·Flower and Moon Mirror several times, leading everyone southward, hiding in a valley bottom hundreds of kilometers away.

All the while, he held a black fog black a black fog sphere.

"Speak! Is Yan Shuangzi on Blade Ridge Peak?" Lu Ran finally stopped fleeing, looking at the face on the fog sphere.

Bu Ming's expression was dark, and he remained silent.

Energy surged in Lu Ran's hand.

Soul Shattering Evil Art·Soul Fire!

Bu Ming's face contorted, and after just a few seconds, the seemingly tough guy screamed: "Aah! Aahh!"

Lu Ran flipped his left hand, holding up another black fog sphere: "Nightmare, give me one more."

Deng Yuxiang immediately extended her hand, the Reincarnation Coin at her wrist trembling slightly.

Everyone saw nothing until another woman's face appeared on the black fog sphere.

Kong Jingqi screamed: "You! You two! A! Aah!"

Even the formidable Luo Ying felt a chill at this scene.

She looked at the soul enduring extreme pain in the Soul Prison, then looked up at the Sect Leader.

"Speak!" Lu Ran looked at the black fog sphere imprisoning Bu Ming, retracting the Soul Fire.

Bu Ming: "Yes! Don't burn me, Yan Shuangzi is on Blade Ridge Peak! Please, don't burn me!"

Kong Jingqi still screamed: "I'll speak! You find Yan, Yan Shuang, zi, she's there! Aah!"

Lu ran retracted both Soul Fires, his eyes cold, looking at Bu Ming: "Why did you lie when I asked before? Why did you change your expression when I mentioned Yan Shuangzi's name?"

To everyone's surprise, Bu ming fell silent again!

It was hard to imagine that under such severe torture, Bu Ming still wouldn't spill everything.

What could he be hiding.

Before Lu Ran could press further, Kong Jingqi hurriedly called out: "He's too ashamed to say! He's too ashamed to say! Yan Shuangzi offended someone! She was blinded and had an arm cut off, and has been enslaved, tortured, and abused!"

"You!" Deng Yuxiang, who was on alert, suddenly turned and strode over.

Her face was deathly pale, her lips trembling: "You, you, what did you say?!"

(End of Chapter)

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