A sword aura brimming with water elemental power slashed down from the opposite side, causing towering waves to surge on the calm sea. Ji Mofan narrowed his eyes in the shadow cast by the wave, his expression dark and gloomy.
"Whoosh—"
The waves surged with overwhelming force, but were abruptly frozen before they could crash down. The uneven ice reflected the pale sunlight, and after only a few moments of freezing, a deafening cracking sound rang out.
Water broke through the ice, and tiny ice fragments scattered all over the sky and filled the eyes.
Ji Mofan twirled his longsword, his figure flashing and leaping on the water's surface several times. His faint spiritual energy melted into the ice crystals, inconspicuously remaining in every corner.
The chill seemed to be gradually suppressed by the moisture, and the inexhaustible seawater rushed in, soaking even the corners of Ji Mofan's clothes. His tiger's mouth was cracked by the overly intense spiritual power during the clash, and scarlet blood ran down the hilt of his sword, meandering across the blue blade.
The Snow Embracing Sword emitted a faint, shimmering light.
"It's alright, don't worry." Ji Mofan murmured to his sword, casually pulled a piece of gauze from his Qiankun bag, and quickly tied the sword to his hand. Then, ignoring the pain, he launched another attack.
Just a little bit more...
The icicles that were deflected by his sword flew over the woman's head, and the small ice cubes that should have fallen into the water unexpectedly skipped across the surface.
Ji Mo Fan's pupils contracted slightly.
He quickly gathered the spiritual energy he had been releasing into his body and used it to withstand an attack that came from the sky.
The aftershocks forced him to lose his footing on the water, and the small piece of ice that he had frozen under his feet to use for leverage was also shattered, splashing water everywhere. The water surface, which had split open like Moses parting the Sea, quickly closed up again.
Tsk, what bad luck...
Ji Mofan shook his head, which was still a little dizzy from the opponent's attack.
He had never succeeded in skipping stones before, even when he tried seriously. How come he succeeded at this particular moment?
The next second after regaining his senses, he should have immediately returned to the surface of the water. However, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the array set up in the water. The spiritual energy composed of earth elements emitted a faint and eye-catching light in the water, which was impervious to sunlight.
The medium used to draw the array... is water?
Something in his mind loosened, but Ji Mofan didn't have time to figure it out. He stepped on the thick water and broke through the layers of water curtain. His cold sword energy rushed towards the woman who was about to attack Ge Gen.
"Waaaaah, they're killing children!!"
Shuanghuang howled as he slid back and forth on the water, carrying Gegen, who was almost deafened by his shouting, with white smoke rising from his rear end.
It's possible that the Ice Lotus Fire accidentally emerged from its body.
The woman wanted to give chase, but was suddenly forced to stop by the murderous intent coming from behind. She had no choice but to pull back her sword and turn around to defend herself, but as she turned her gaze back, her eyes reflected a cold, piercing light.
His black pupils suddenly dilated.
After a shower of water droplets, a figure in blue hovered in mid-air, water droplets sliding down his clothes and hair. Occasionally, a few drops, tinged with dark red, rolled over the sharp blade in his hand and disappeared into the vast ocean beneath their feet.
The chill slowly spread.
It wasn't that she was "slowly" moving, but rather that her perception of time was being stretched out.
But her hands and feet wouldn't obey her commands; even though her mind knew where to raise her sword to defend, her body couldn't follow her orders.
"puff!"
It was the sound of tiny ice crystals piercing through flesh.
The attacks came from all directions, and no matter how fast she reacted, she could only block at most half of the flying ice crystals.
The shattered ice crystals will re-condense spiritual energy and fly back after being ejected, although the attack power is greatly reduced, it is still very annoying.
The woman raised her eyebrows in annoyance.
It was clearly the other party who was supposed to protect the two burdens, so why is she the one who's now being held back?
This sword formation will attack any creature that enters its range indiscriminately. Isn't he afraid that he might accidentally kill the person he's supposed to protect?
Ji Mofan was unaware of what he was thinking. His spiritual power surged even more into the sword formation beneath his feet, condensing into more ice crystals that rained down on the woman who was constantly dodging and defending.
The woman was helpless against his beating.
She could tell that this sword formation consumed a lot of spiritual energy. As long as she could endure it, she could wait until Ji Mofan's spiritual energy was exhausted and then she could do whatever she wanted to him.
But that's on the condition that she can hold on.
His right hand was severely injured, and other parts of his body were also throbbing with pain, making his movements less agile.
She should have killed Ji Mofan before he could set up the sword formation, instead of focusing on the puppet and the child whose strength was only at the Qi Refining stage!
Even though she was unwilling, she knew that she had made a mistake. She never expected that a prodigy who grew up in a sect would be more skilled and agile in actual combat than her, someone who had lived through bloodshed.
The woman reached into her storage pouch and a teleportation talisman appeared in her palm. She tore the talisman apart and vanished from her spot in a flash.
Jimo Fan did not pursue it.
The other party is just a hitman who does things for money. Continuing to entangle with him will not yield any results. We need to find a way to deal with the person behind the scenes to solve the problem once and for all.
He deactivated the Lonely Fishing in the Cold River Formation, and with a flash in the air, landed beside Shuanghuang, who was holding Xiaogegen.
"Are you hurt?" he asked Ge Gen.
Ge Gen shook his head vigorously, "I'm fine. Master, your hand..."
Ji Mo Fan untied the gauze binding his sword, his fingertips trembling slightly from the exertion.
Even so, he casually flicked his hand, and the blood droplets dispersed.
"I'm fine, just a minor injury." He channeled his spiritual energy to cover the wound, and the skin and flesh began to slowly heal.
It should have been a painful and itchy experience, but he seemed to have no sense of touch, and his expression hardly changed.
“Little master, you don’t need to show off in front of us,” Shuanghuang said. “If it hurts, just shout it out. You’re not like me, you can’t feel pain.”
Ji Mo Fan then glanced at Shuang Huang.
He wasn't too worried about Shuanghuang getting hurt. After all, he was just a puppet, and if he did break something, he could just buy materials to fix it.
At this moment, Shuanghuang did indeed look rather disheveled, with several parts of his torso torn open, revealing the puppet threads inside. No wonder he was smoking the whole way as he ran.
He used his own body to shield Ge Gen from the woman's attack.
Ji Mofan frowned, looking somewhat troubled. "I know nothing about weapon crafting and don't know how to help you repair it. I might have to find another cultivator who knows weapon crafting for you."
Shuanghuang waved his hand at this moment, "Little master, you underestimate the master's weapon-refining skills. There is no need for anyone else to repair it. You just need to find suitable materials and place them near the gap, and the puppet threads he left behind will automatically pull the materials over."
Ji Mofan blinked, “...Well, that’s pretty convenient for you, huh?”
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