"This...this...this...how is this possible?!"
The people Yao Yanliang brought over shouted in disbelief.
At that moment, not only him, but everyone present gaped in disbelief.
Bai Ying was able to snatch Yao Yanliang's magic weapon, but why was she still able to use it in the Hunyuan Star Dome Formation?
You should know that the Hunyuan Starry Sky Formation was personally crafted by Elder Qi Haoyuan.
Once such a formation is deployed, it is virtually unmatched.
But now Bai Ying can use magical artifacts at will within this formation and has even defeated Yao Yanliang.
What exactly happened?
Everyone at the scene was stunned.
Could it be that Bai Ying possesses some kind of magical artifact specifically designed to counter this type of formation?
Yao Yanliang's face was so gloomy that it looked like it could drip water, turning blue and purple in turns, looking extremely ugly.
He lay sprawled on the dusty ground in an extremely disheveled position.
His hands were digging into the ground so hard that his knuckles turned white. He was filled with surging hatred and wished he could rush forward and tear Bai Ying to pieces to relieve the humiliation in his heart.
He was a well-known figure in the cultivation world, and he was always treated with respect wherever he went. When had he ever been so thoroughly humiliated and lost face in front of everyone like this?
Thinking of this, a resolute look flashed in Yao Yanliang's eyes. He gritted his teeth, raised his hand sharply, and threw a talisman that he had prepared in advance toward Bai Ying with all his might.
This is no ordinary talisman; it is an extremely powerful attack talisman, containing power comparable to the full-force strike of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
In his view, even if Bai Ying's magical artifact had some merit, she would have no power to resist such a fierce and domineering attack.
After all, he had already realized that Bai Ying could only use that magic weapon, while what he was using now was not a magic weapon, but pure and violent attack power!
"Go to hell!" Yao Yanliang roared.
Zhou Jingmo, who witnessed everything, was immediately terrified. His pupils contracted sharply, and he cried out, "No!"
However, everything happened too fast. Before he could finish speaking, the attack, carrying the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator's strike, had already struck Bai Ying like lightning.
At the critical moment between life and death, Zhou Jingmo had no time to think. His spiritual power surged instantly, and he stomped his feet on the ground, using the force to leap into the air. His hands quickly formed hand seals, and at the same time, he shouted and summoned his usual magic weapon. The magic weapon shone brightly and transformed into a stream of light, rushing towards Bai Ying, trying to block the fatal blow for Bai Ying at this critical moment.
At this moment, large beads of sweat rolled down Zhou Jingmo's forehead, his eyes filled with panic and worry. He was terrified, fearing that if he hesitated even slightly, he would be unable to protect Bai Ying and cause her to die on the spot.
But no one expected that at this critical moment, Bai Ying's figure would vanish into thin air like a ghost, leaving only a faint afterimage.
Before anyone could react, she appeared behind Yao Yanliang without warning.
At the same time, a jade-green sword appeared out of nowhere in her hand, its blade gleaming with cold light and runes flowing around it.
Bai Ying's eyes were icy as she locked onto Yao Yanliang's back. In an instant, her sword flashed with several sword flowers, and then, with an extremely sharp and terrifying sword move accompanied by a whistling sound, she fiercely stabbed towards Yao Yanliang.
This sword thrust was like a heaven-splitting sword, its light dazzling, its momentum like a rainbow. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, making a "sizzling" sound.
Zhou Jingmo stood aside, dumbfounded. He had been on the path of cultivation for many years, but he had never seen such a terrifying and exquisite sword move.
He never imagined that in that split second, Bai Ying seemed to possess extraordinary abilities, directly reversing the vast disparity in their positions from that of a precarious victim to a hunter who controlled life and death.
Upon seeing this turn of events, Zhou Jingmo's instinctive reaction was to protect Yao Yanliang.
Although Yao Yanliang had acted rashly just now, he was still his junior brother's most beloved disciple, and he couldn't just stand by and watch him die. Moreover, in his mind, with his profound cultivation now that he had entered the Nascent Soul stage, mediating a quarrel between two juniors should be an easy task.
Without hesitation, he manipulated his magical artifact, instantly changing direction and flashing light to protect Yao Yanliang behind him.
However, to his surprise, Bai Ying's sword skills were far more powerful than he had imagined.
The tip of that emerald green sword, seemingly an indestructible divine weapon, pierced through his magical artifact with a mere stab. Against the White Firefly Sword, it was as fragile as paper.
Zhou Jingmo was extremely shocked.
How can Bai Ying be so strong?
He forced himself to calm down, gritted his teeth, and quickly took out another defensive magic artifact from his storage ring. He rapidly performed hand seals, continuously pouring all his spiritual power into the artifact.
Driven by spiritual power, the magical artifact instantly multiplied several times, emitting a thick curtain of light.
Zhou Jingmo managed to withstand Bai Ying's attack with all his might.
Finally, the two were mediated, and everyone who came with Zhou Jingmo, as well as those who had been watching from the sidelines, rushed over instantly.
Everyone looked at Bai Ying in disbelief. Although they were far less aware of Bai Ying's power than Zhou Jingmo had personally experienced, they were still shocked by what she had done.
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