Chapter 39 I Want Your Life
Li Lianhua slowly stopped and carefully handed Di Feisheng, who was on his back, to Wuyan and Shishui, who had rushed over to support him. He stood up and wiped the blood from his lips. His eyes, which had been warm and peaceful, were now like the surface of a frozen lake, bottomless and filled with only cold murderous intent.
"Jiao Liqiao," he began. His voice was quiet, but it pierced through the sound of water and mist, carrying a chilling chill he had never felt before. "Did you trigger his poison?"
Jiao Liqiao giggled, playing with a strand of her hair with her fingertips: "So what? It's his honor to be the sacrifice of the Rama Ding..."
She hadn't finished her words yet!
Li Lianhua's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot!
The next moment, a sword light as clear as ice and as swift as lightning tore through the thick fog and pierced Jiao Liqiao's face! The dragon roar of the unsheathed Erya Sword carried an unprecedented sound of killing!
Jiao Liqiao's face changed slightly. She had obviously not expected that the severely injured and weakened Li Lianhua could still burst out with such terrifying speed and murderous intent! She stepped back quickly, and two poisoned short blades slipped out of her sleeves and rushed towards the sword light!
"clang--!"
The sound of metal clashing was ear-piercing! Jiao Liqiao felt a surge of immense force emanating from the short blade, numbing her arm and sending her blood surging! She was horrified: When had Li Lianhua's internal energy recovered so much?! Furthermore, this sword power... was nothing like the subtle yet subtle attack of the past; it was pure, cold, destructive killing intent!
Li Lianhua's sword was blocked, but she didn't hesitate, her sword power unleashing like a violent storm! No longer the graceful and elegant style of Xiang Yi Tai Jian, but now each move was sharp and deadly! The sword light wove into an impenetrable web of death, completely enveloping Jiao Li Qiao!
"You used the incense to harm him?" Li Lianhua's voice sounded coldly in the sword wind, and every sword was aimed directly at the vital point!
Jiao Liqiao was thrown into a panic by the sudden and violent attack, facing danger on all sides. Her vaunted poison and charm skills proved useless against the opponent's pure, cold murderous intent! The sword's swiftness carried a chilling chill that froze everything, filling her with fear from the bottom of her heart!
"So what!" Jiao Liqiao gritted her teeth and persevered, brandishing her short blade, scattering poison powder everywhere. However, the sharp wind from her sword always swept her away just before it reached Li Lianhua. "He will be mine sooner or later! You can save him once, but if you can't..."
"laugh--!"
A flash of sword light strangely bypassed her defense and instantly cut through her sleeve, leaving a blood mark deep enough to see the bone!
Jiao Liqiao screamed in pain and staggered back, fear finally showing in her beautiful eyes.
Li Lianhua stood with his sword in hand, the tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground, a drop of blood sliding down the edge. He panted slightly, his face turning even paler, but the coldness in his eyes became even more intimidating.
"You want to break all his meridians and make him suffer so much pain that he wants to die?" He approached step by step. With every step, the momentum around him rose a bit. It was not the tyranny of his inner strength, but a kind of determination to kill that came from the depths of his soul and was utterly destroyed!
Jiao Liqiao was frightened by the madness in his eyes and stepped back subconsciously: "You...what do you want to do?!"
Li Lianhua stopped and slowly raised the sword of the young master, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Jiao Liqiao's heart.
"You triggered his poison," he said, his voice as light as a sigh, yet as heavy as thunder, striking Jiao Liqiao's heart. "I want your life."
The moment the words fell, Li Lianhua's aura suddenly changed! A far more vast, more refined, yet even more desperate Yangzhou slow internal force erupted! No longer a gentle nourishment, it transformed into pure and sharp destructive energy, pouring all into the Young Master's sword!
The sword body made a humming sound as if it could not bear the heavy burden, and the clear sword light surged, as if turning into a stunning ray of light that could tear the sky and the earth apart!
"The eighth level of Sad Wind White Palm - Heaven's Weeping!" He actually used a sword instead of a palm, integrating Di Feisheng's unique skills with his own internal strength, and launched this attack that exceeded the limit!
Jiao Liqiao's pupils shrank to the size of needles, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped her completely! She screamed and poured all her poisonous internal energy into her double blades, desperately blocking the attack!
"boom--!!!"
A deafening roar echoed in the valley!
The sword energy and poison power collided violently, and the resulting air waves instantly cleared the surrounding fog, and gravel flew everywhere!
The short blade in Jiao Liqiao's hand shattered into pieces! She flew backward like a kite with a broken string, slamming heavily into the rock wall. She spat out a mouthful of blood, and her meridians felt like they were burning in a raging fire, the pain was unbearable! She was horrified to discover that her internal energy had been nearly dissipated by the sword strike!
Li Lianhua swung his sword, and suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was about to fall, but he used his sword to support himself and managed to stand firm. He raised his eyes, his cold gaze fixed on Jiao Liqiao, who was slumped against the rock wall, and raised his sword again.
The stunning strike of the Young Master's sword, borne with Li Lianhua's searing rage and reckless determination, nearly severed Jiao Liqiao's lifeline. She collapsed beneath the cold rock wall, her meridians scorched by a raging fire, her internal energy crumbling, her organs severely damaged, even breathing a bloody sting. She watched helplessly as Li Lianhua approached, her usually gentle eyes now filled with a murderous intent that could freeze everything in its tracks. The shadow of death enveloped her completely.
"No... Li Lianhua... You can't..." She curled back in vain, her beautiful face twisted with fear and pain, without a trace of her former charm. "Kill me... The secret of the Rama Ding will be buried forever..."
Li Lianhua continued to walk, the tip of her sword gleaming coldly, illuminating his pale, stone-cold face. He ignored her threats, his mind now focused on a single thought: to make this woman, who had dared to trigger Di Feisheng's poison and torture him to this point, pay the most painful price!
The sword was raised, aimed at Jiao Liqiao's heart, and was about to stab it!
At this critical moment——
"call out--!"
A subtle, yet sharp, piercing whistle suddenly erupted from a hidden crevice in the rocks behind him. Its target wasn't Li Lianhua, but Di Feisheng, who was unconscious and being supported by Wuyan and Shishui behind him.
It was a poisonous needle as thin as an ox hair, dark blue in color! Its speed was incredibly fast, and the angle was extremely tricky!
Li Lianhua's pupils suddenly shrank! All his murderous intent and attention were on Jiao Liqiao. He never expected that there was such a vicious attack lurking in the dark, and the target was directly aimed at Di Feisheng, who had no power to resist!
Save Ah Fei! This thought instantly overwhelmed everything!
He forcibly reversed the sword force that had already been released, and the sword light of the young master drew a sharp arc in the air. He turned around and slashed at the poison needle with incredible precision!
"Ding!" With a light sound, the poison needle was shattered by the sword energy.
But Li Lianhua's breath was also interrupted because of this. The backlash caused by forcibly reversing the internal force made his throat feel sweet. He spat out another mouthful of blood and staggered.
It's this lightning-fast delay!
A dark figure slid silently out of the crevice like a ghost, so fast that only a trace of afterimage remained! The person had a clear target: he didn't attack Li Lianhua, but instead rushed directly towards Jiao Liqiao, who was lying limp on the ground!
Li Lianhua suddenly turned around and saw that the black shadow had already rushed to Jiao Liqiao's side, picked her up, and at the same time threw several black, egg-sized bullets with his backhand!
"Be careful! It's a thunder and fire bomb!" Shi Shui exclaimed!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The bullet exploded as soon as it hit the ground, and flames and thick smoke spread instantly. The pungent smell of sulfur and the dense smoke immediately obscured the vision!
Li Lianhua waved her sleeve to clear the smoke, her sword energy surging, trying to stop it, but the shadowy figure, using the explosion as cover, had already carried Jiao Liqiao up the steep cliff face like a kite, and with a few leaps and bounds, disappeared into the thick fog and smoke! His movements were so strange and swift, far beyond those of an ordinary person!
"Chase!" Wuyan roared and led his men to chase.
"No need!" Li Lianhua stopped him sternly. His face looked extremely ugly, his eyes fixed on the direction where the black shadow disappeared. The knuckles of his fingers holding the Shao Shi sword turned white due to the force.
That body movement... that way of concealing his presence... and that poisonous needle that forced him to retreat and defend...
Even if it was just a glimpse, the coldness and calculation that was so familiar that it was engraved into my bones...
A name that should have been buried deep in the earth long ago, like a venomous snake, darted into his mind.
Single sword!
It was actually him?! He wasn't dead! And he was actually colluding with Jiao Liqiao!
The intense emotional impact made Li Lianhua's eyes go dark, and the surging blood in his body could no longer be suppressed. He suddenly bent over and coughed violently, with blood splattering on the ground.
"Owner of the post!" Shi Shui and Wu Yan were horrified and hurried forward to support him.
Li Lianhua waved her hands, forcibly suppressing the sweet taste in her throat, but her gaze remained fixed on the clifftop. Shan Gudao's appearance and his rescue of Jiao Liqiao—what did this mean? Their conspiracy was far deeper and more dangerous than she had imagined! Rama Ding... Nan Yin... Sacrifice...
He slowly turned and looked at Di Feisheng, who had been carefully placed aside, still unconscious. Although the poison in Ah Fei's body had been temporarily suppressed, his meridians were severely damaged, and his internal energy was backfiring, his condition remained critical. He had to be saved first!
As for Shan Gudao and Jiao Liqiao... today's revenge will be repaid a hundredfold one day!
"Let's go!" Li Lianhua's voice was hoarse and tired, yet filled with a kind of icy determination. He once again carried Di Feisheng on his back, each step heavy yet remarkably steady.
The thick fog gradually gathered again, hiding the traces of blood and smoke, as well as the ghostly figures that appeared and disappeared quietly. But an even more dangerous storm had already revealed its ferocious fangs.
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