Regardless of the turmoil in Ye Lingyue's mind, she only knew that she had to block this attack.
Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Two slender daggers appeared in her palms.
It wasn't a real weapon, but a physical entity formed from the condensation of qi and blood.
High-level weapons are very rare, but given Ye Lingyue's status and position, she naturally has no shortage of them.
However, obtaining a truly top-tier weapon, similar to the level of Galactus, remains an extremely difficult task.
Therefore, most powerful individuals choose to condense their qi and blood into the physical form of their weapons.
Even if it gets damaged, it doesn't matter. As long as the body's vital energy and blood don't run out, it will be inexhaustible and very useful.
A blood-red dance!
Ye Lingyue gritted her teeth and withstood the pressure, swinging the dagger in her hand.
As countless crimson blades flashed, a cloud of grayish-white smoke gradually enveloped Ye Lingyue's figure, not only blocking everyone's view but also preventing her from issuing any commands.
Red light and shadow occasionally peeked through the mist, letting people know that Ye Lingyue was not completely dead.
Hua Fuye watched this scene with great interest.
Perhaps "malicious" would be a more apt description of that look.
It wasn't that it couldn't kill Ye Lingyue in one blow, but rather that it was still adapting to its own power.
The moonlit night is nothing more than a small whetstone.
Once the knife is sharpened enough, her death will naturally follow.
Just as Shen Cangzhuo, who was standing to the side, was about to step forward to help, he was stopped by Yin Zique, who was standing behind Hua Fuye.
The Palace Master is in high spirits and cannot be disturbed by just anyone.
“Yes, it’s you!” Shen Cangzhuo gritted his teeth.
He had never met Yin Zique, but he was all too familiar with Yin Zique's attack methods, or rather, there was no one in the world who was not familiar with Yin Zique.
Gu poison, something that has caused countless people in the Dragon Kingdom to be bedridden with illness.
This person deserves to die the most!
"If you want my life, then come and take it." Yin Zique smiled slightly.
His expression was gloomy, and even when he smiled, it only sent chills down one's spine.
Shen Cangzhuo, however, showed no fear.
They're both at the peak of the Saint realm, so who's more noble than the other?
"How dare you! Let's meet in the heavens!" With that, he took the lead and flew away into the distance.
This has been a custom for many years of fighting.
Otherwise, a single powerful attack from a high-level fighter could wipe out a large number of low-level warriors.
【teacher. 】
Looking at the distorted mist, Jiang Wuyuan could clearly sense that Ye Lingyue's life force was rapidly weakening.
It's time; you need to take care of yourself.
After speaking, the sword spirit vanished from the spatial ring.
A person suddenly appears on the battlefield, not particularly noticeable.
But when this person suddenly and silently appeared between Hua Fuye and Ye Lingyue, things became complicated.
The two sides are currently in a stalemate, with all attention focused on the rivalry between Ye Lingyue and Hua Fuye.
Such immense power was beyond their reach, yet they could sense that Ye Lingyue was at a disadvantage.
When this mysterious person suddenly appeared, everything seemed to be developing in an unusual direction.
The moment the sword spirit stood there, Ye Lingyue found that the pressure applied to her body suddenly disappeared, and the mist surrounding her also quickly dissipated with the wind.
Hua Fuye narrowed his eyes, not wanting to chat at all, and directly raised his hand to strike!
A thousand mountains—a sea of clouds!
In an instant, the wind and clouds surged.
When everyone looked up, they saw a towering mountain with no visible peak standing amidst the hazy sea of clouds, slowly cascading down towards the direction of the sword spirit.
Even though it's not fast, it gives people a feeling that they can't avoid it.
One hundred thousand soldiers were all shrouded in the shadow of this overwhelming pressure.
The mere glimpse of that aura was enough to make countless people's legs go weak and they couldn't stand up.
The pressure faced by the sword spirit, who stood at the forefront and directly confronted all of this, can be imagined.
However, the scene that Ru Hua Fu Ye had imagined—where everyone was crushed into meat patties—did not occur.
In an instant, the white-haired, golden-eyed man simply extended a single finger towards the collapsing mountain peak—
Clang—!
It was as if the sound of a bell was forming ripples that spread outwards in circles.
Hua Fuye's expression finally darkened.
It underestimated the Dragon Kingdom.
This person's strength... is by no means weaker than its!
However, Hua Fuye did not feel any fear or hesitation. On the contrary, as someone who was once qualified to associate with the three supreme beings of the Dragon Kingdom, Hua Fuye was undoubtedly a chosen one of heaven.
To flee without a fight?
Absolutely not!
The sight of the sword spirit supporting the mountain peak with a single finger was witnessed by countless people, who marveled as if they had seen a celestial being descend to earth to save the world.
Not wanting to continue the stalemate, the sword spirit exerted force with his arm and thrust his fingers forward again.
boom!
The boundless phantom shattered like a mirage, and the sword spirit, expressionless, withdrew its hand.
"Similarly, we'll meet in the heavens," the sword spirit said calmly.
He knew that Hua Fuye couldn't refuse.
Once the two figures disappeared, Ye Lingyue quickly recovered from her shock and began to organize her 100,000-strong army for an orderly attack.
Jiang Wuyuan also withdrew his gaze and raised the Devouring Star.
Next, it will be his battlefield.
...
Jiang Wuyuan entered the battlefield and was like a fish in water.
He seemed to be born to be here; his sword-wielding movements were so fluid that it was as if he were in an empty place.
Each sword strike can reap many fresh lives.
Even if a fellow Grandmaster cultivator were to approach him, he would not last more than a move or two before meeting his demise.
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