Chapter 320 Taking advantage of his illness to kill him
Yao Ling naturally wouldn't give them time to back out.
Knowing that she couldn't control her sister's thoughts, she decided to face everything together with her.
He stood silently in the void, his long, jet-black hair flowing like a spring over his snow-white robe, like the thinnest mist on a mountaintop, ethereal and misty.
Suppressing the bitterness in her heart, she forced herself to look away from the girl who resembled a ray of moonlight falling from the sky, trying not to think about the intimate interaction between her sister and that prince from the demon realm.
When he looked up again, a chilling killing intent tinged his pale red eyes.
He and Xiuyin would naturally get whatever their sister wanted.
None of these four will leave the Ancient Realm alive today!
Her fingertips emerged from the flowing sleeves, her long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles, also strikingly white, as she gently plucked the bowstring.
Her movements were as elegant and precise as picking up a snowflake that was about to melt.
"Clang!"
A high-pitched and sharp screech suddenly erupted, as if tearing a transparent rift in the void, the sound waves piercing the soul!
A golden stream of light, condensed to its extreme and seemingly capable of annihilating the soul, was released from the bow!
This sound heralded the start of the great battle.
Almost simultaneously, the two emperors from the north and south unleashed their immense pressure, transforming into an invisible giant mountain that crashed down upon them, exerting all its strength to restrain them!
The Demon Emperor and Feng Lianying's gazes naturally fell on Jiang Xianwan, their eyes blazing with greed and murderous intent.
It struck from the other side with a savage and violent pressure!
At the moment when the three realms and three domains converged, Jiang Xianwan moved.
His figure was like a wisp of sparse cloud, brushing past the three kings.
"Aaaaaaah! My Emperor is so handsome!"
"Aaaaaah! My Emperor!!!"
"Aaaaaaahhhhhh! My Emperor, I love you!"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
She loosely clenched her fist, and in the instant her sword intent solidified into a tangible form, she firmly and resolutely grasped the illusory sword hilt formed by dazzling golden light.
The moment it gripped the object firmly, an even more violent, tearing airflow exploded out!
The sound shook the surrounding world, and those with weaker cultivation felt as if their souls were being torn to pieces by the sound waves.
Without the slightest hesitation, he swung his sword and struck.
The movements were simple, even elegant.
They bravely met the surging demonic power of Feng Lianying and the overwhelming demonic energy of the Demon Emperor.
Where the sword light passed, the originally overwhelming, fierce and raging demonic energy was like snow meeting the scorching sun, letting out a mournful cry of unbearable pressure, and then crumbled inch by inch into nothingness!
Yao Ling kept an eye on her, pursed her pale lips, casually flung out the Calamity Bow, and with her left hand, she cleaved the air with the Marked Sword. Where it struck, space twisted and collapsed, and turbulent currents hissed.
Unbeknownst to anyone, in the heart of this chaotic storm, a chilling crimson had quietly seeped into the depths of his eyes, like bloodstains blooming in the snow.
Tears welled up, but he forcibly held them back inside his eyes, turning them into a blurry mist.
The intimate conversation they had just shared had ultimately become the sharpest blade, severing his heartstrings with unparalleled precision.
This left him with no chance of winning, and he would think that his sister had shown them more pity during those six months.
A golden phantom sword cleaved through the air, and Jiang Xianwan once again ruthlessly shattered the Demon Emperor's attack. He swung his sword back, deflected Feng Lianying's spear, and with a flash of cold light, severed one of its tails.
She hasn't forgotten.
According to the records of the Demon Calendar, Feng Mingji had been suppressed by Feng Lianying for a long time and had escaped death several times.
In the end, Feng Lianying was killed by her in this great battle, and Feng Mingji was able to succeed her as the Demon Emperor, a position that was rightfully his.
Severing one's tail will greatly reduce one's cultivation level.
She would definitely kill him again!
The throne of the Demon Emperor can only belong to Feng Huixue!
The moment the six forces clashed violently, the wind rose and the clouds surged, the sky and earth changed color, and the entire firmament was overturned.
The terrifying aftershocks, like a raging sea, swept away all people, demons, and monsters in the vicinity. Those with weaker cultivation were instantly crushed into dust.
As Feng Lianying lost another tail, excruciating pain instantly swept through his body, driving him to the brink of madness.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman. A roar filled with boundless hatred shook the heavens.
"Realm Emperor! Spirit Xiu! Today, I, Feng Lianying, will fight you two to the death!"
He never imagined that the cultivation levels of the Realm Emperor and Ling Xiu had reached such a heaven-defying realm. In the past, when they fought him, they hadn't even used their full strength.
Cut off both of his tails, it's like he's drinking water!
Losing two tails means losing at least two levels of cultivation.
No matter how hard he cultivates in the future, it will probably take five hundred years for those two tails to grow back!
Five hundred years ago, even the daylily would have gone cold!
Even eating shit can't keep up with the time when it's hot!
There was no chance for Feng Lianying to turn things around!
Little did I know that everything I've done today has been a stepping stone for Feng Mingji, who fled without a fight and was fortunate enough to escape!
Gazing at the face contorted with hatred and resentment, Jiang Xianwan deflected the Demon Emperor's attack with a single sword strike. His gaze swept over the two Emperors who had been cleaved back by Yao Ling's sword, and the unease in his heart suddenly intensified and spread.
Even now, the mere presence of one of the twins is enough to restrain the two emperors of the North and South.
She could take on two opponents at once, and even though the Demon Emperor and Feng Lianying were no pushovers, it was only a matter of time before they were defeated.
So, why did the twins perish?
And why did so many cultivators die?
The terrifying pressure of the six powerful figures enveloped the Void Ancient Realm. Those with lower cultivation levels were instantly crushed to death, and the remaining people were forced to stop fighting. They panicked and scattered, fleeing this world.
This level of fighting was beyond their ability to intervene; they would only be throwing their lives away in vain.
While launching a fierce attack on the Demon Emperor, Jiang Xianwan also used his sword to parry Feng Lianying's increasingly frenzied and desperate battle.
The offensive was like a raging storm, yet she still managed to spare a sliver of light in the gaps, always keeping it fixed on Yao Ling's direction.
Upon seeing this, my heart skipped a beat.
The twins have fair skin and exquisitely sculpted features, making them flawless.
Yao Ling's eyebrows and eyes always seemed to hold a pool of soft spring water, her eyes were clear and gentle, and her every glance was full of tenderness.
Its divine form stands tall and imposing, clearly a being beyond the mundane world.
But at this moment, her slightly lighter-colored eyes were misty with a thin layer of water, and she gazed ahead with a dim light, revealing a hint of desolation and dazedness.
Her cheeks were as pale as snow, almost devoid of any color.
Their moves even went awry and ended in chaos and failure.
Jiang Xianwan frowned.
Could it be that Yao Ling and Xiu Yin didn't see her note?
Did they think she had abandoned them again?
He tried to pull away and get closer, but the Demon Emperor and Feng Lianying held him firmly, making it difficult for him to break free.
Both seemed to know that this battle was a fight to the death, and they gave it their all without holding back.
They probably used every ounce of strength they had.
Sensing Jiang Xianwan's desire to approach, Yao Ling's eyelashes trembled almost imperceptibly, and a pitiful red tinge silently spread from the corner of her alluring eyes, like rouge weeping dew.
A mere glance was enough to unsettle his mind.
He pursed his lips, wanting to probe her feelings, but the Northern and Southern Emperors before him would not give him that chance.
With a sudden twist of his wrist, a rare moment of irritation arose, and the Calamity Bow, carrying a fierce wind and a powerful golden flow, slammed towards the Northern Emperor. In the instant he turned his hand, a sharp sword light slashed towards the Southern Emperor!
The force of this sword strike was too violent. The moment it was withdrawn, dark clouds filled the sky, lightning raged, and the void shattered and reformed, as if it possessed the power to reverse time and space.
The defeat of the Northern and Southern emperors is immediately apparent.
While Jiang Xianwan restrained the Demon Emperor, his gaze swept towards Yao Ling, who was wielding a bow and sword, launching a relentless offensive that forced the Northern and Southern Emperors to retreat step by step.
The two, working together, not only failed to gain the upper hand, but ended up in a sorry state.
One imperial crown was crushed into ashes by the sword intent, and long hair was disheveled. The other half of his face was struck by the Calamity Bow, swollen high, and he lost all his dignity.
There is absolutely no chance of winning.
The twins only showed one of them, yet they overwhelmed the two of them, leaving them utterly powerless to fight back.
If he knew that there were actually two Lingxiu Emperors, he would probably break down even faster.
Jiang Xianwan was increasingly puzzled: where had Xiu Yin gone, and why hadn't he shown up yet?
What exactly happened to the twins... and why did they die?
At that moment, the last shred of reason in the eyes of the Northern and Southern Emperors collapsed completely as they lost all face.
His face twisted into almost bizarre wrinkles, gradually becoming ferocious and insane, and his aura became increasingly chaotic and violent.
The unease in her heart amplified infinitely at this moment, even evolving into an extreme fear.
They turned their attention back to the task at hand and decided to end it quickly.
With a gentle flick of sword intent, it severed the wind and severed the tail of Ying.
As he twisted his wrist, his power remained undiminished, severing the Demon Emperor's right arm as his pupils contracted sharply.
Strike while the iron is hot and kill him!
Jiang Xianwan's sword intent surged dramatically, her black hair and clothes billowing as she fiercely thrust it out of her hand.
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