Chapter 46

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Ning Chen cursed softly, and seeing that Xie Tingyun was in such a bad condition that he didn't even have much strength left to swim forward, he had no choice but to raise his hand, hang his arm around his neck, and swim forward with him little by little.

At this distance, Ning Shen could already see the other side of the river by looking up. The main force was one step ahead of them, and some people ahead had already started to climb ashore.

Xie Tingyun's condition obviously affected the Chengfeng Sword. The light of the sword formation began to dim, and the rotation speed began to slow down.

Originally it would take dozens of hits to break a sword shadow, but now the fish-headed octopus can break it with just a dozen hits.

Its entire body was covered with wounds from the swords. The devil's aura lingered on it, constantly devouring its flesh and blood, which made the fish-headed octopus scream in pain. The area below the sword formation was covered with the blood dripping from the injured fish-headed octopus, and from a distance it looked like a river of blood.

The endless attacks and the feeding of the devil's breath had consumed most of its vitality, but as a water monster that had lived in the Samsara River for tens of thousands of years, it was still able to hold on even at this point.

The deterioration of Xie Tingyun's condition is obviously an opportunity. Who lives and who dies today depends on whether it can seize this opportunity.

The fish-headed octopus gathered all its strength and mobilized all its power to smash hard at the few spiritual sword shadows!

The desperate struggle was the most intense. In just a few breaths, the sword shadows that were struggling to hold on were smashed into pieces by the attacks launched by the fish-headed octopus that burned its vitality. Even Chengfeng was firmly entangled by countless broken arms and was not afraid even when he was cut by the sharp sword energy.

Ning Shen frowned.

He can provide infinite magic energy to supplement the sword shadows to fill the gaps, but he is not Xie Tingyun after all. Ning Chen cannot summon this sword formation. If the Riding Wind Sword is restricted and there are no spiritual sword shadows in the sword formation, then even if Ning Chen creates countless counterfeit sword shadows, they will not be able to support the sword formation and allow it to exert its original strength.

But this is the best the fish-head octopus can do with all its might.

Its chances of escaping the sword array are slim unless it kills the sword master.

Taking advantage of the instability of the sword formation's fragments, the fish-headed octopus suddenly swung out several sharp evil spirits in the direction of Ning Chen and Xie Tingyun. Those evil spirits blew towards the two of them from all directions. In front of them, there were disciples lining up to go ashore in a hurry. Their fish-headed octopus seemed to be the same one as Ning Chen's. The evil spirit that was shot out through the broken sword formation could obviously affect them as well.

Xie Tingyun's face was extremely pale, but his eyes were extremely cold. He manipulated the Wind-riding Sword to attack the scarred head of the Fish-headed Octopus. The meridians in his body were squeezed to the extreme, and spiritual power was madly output.

Ning Chen let go and pushed Xie Tingyun out, and the silver spear appeared in his hand again.

Demonic energy surged from his entire body, barely enough to cover Xie Tingyun, while the rest was poured into the spear.

The demonic energy in Ning Chen's body was stagnant, but he didn't have time to wait for it to fully circulate.

Then, Ning Chen aimed at the eyes of the fish-head octopus and threw the spear in his hand out in one go.

Wave after wave of evil spirits blew towards the people on the river, penetrating two different parallel times and causing raging waves on the river.

The spear carried a burning devil's aura, which instantly pierced through the fish-headed octopus's bulging, gloomy eyes without resistance.

The sword formation was shaking and about to fall. The surrounding demonic energy no longer transformed into sword shadows, but silently drilled into the wounds pierced by the spears, devouring them as it moved forward.

The Chengfeng Sword found the right opportunity to break free, but did not return to the sword formation. Instead, it pierced the entire fish head from bottom to top in a clean and neat manner.

The spiritual and demonic energies collided violently inside the body of the fish-headed octopus, exploding into a dazzling light, with flesh and blood flying in the air, and falling down continuously along with the annihilation of the light. The lingering demonic energy swept through, bringing with it wave after wave of spray that was higher than the last.

Ning Chen was finally relieved to see this result.

I have long wanted this ugly thing to die quickly. I was too busy to deal with it before, but now this ugly thing has brought its own death upon itself, so it is not Ning Chen's fault.

The evil spirit that the fish-headed octopus released before its death came as fast as a knife. The disciples who were coming ashore not far away also saw the evil spirit and the huge waves, and they all grabbed hold of things and climbed up in panic. Those who had reached the shore were helping to pull people out, and the scene was very chaotic for a while.

The fish-headed octopus did not seem to be in the wrong time and space. The evil spirit it threw out and the huge waves it caused had an impact on both time and space. Ning Chen could see that the monks who did not have time to go ashore had already hugged their heads in despair, and had probably given up hope.

Xie Tingyun in front of him was shaking inconspicuously. He raised his hand to recall the Chengfeng Sword, but because the spiritual power in his body was drained, the poison invaded more violently.

Ning Shen looked at his condition and estimated that he would be killed here if he was struck by another evil spirit.

Ning Chen raised his hand without even looking up and pressed down Xie Tingyun's right hand that was holding the sword. Xie Tingyun understood and let go. The Chengfeng Sword was thrown out from Ning Chen's hand without even looking at it. It suddenly stretched and expanded in the air, turning into a huge long sword that was several feet wide, blocking the sky above everyone. Demonic flames were burning on it, silently taking on and dissipating all the evil spirits that came its way.

The monks who were coming ashore were originally in despair. They could not help but stand there in a daze when they saw this scene. They only came to their senses when they were dragged away by their companions.

They couldn't see Ning Chen and Xie Tingyun, but they could see the exploding fish-head octopus and the falling blood clots and blood rain. They could also see Chengfeng who was burning with devilish aura. They realized almost instantly that it must be the work of Ning Chen and Xie Tingyun.

Li Min was the last one to go ashore. The moment he went ashore, the state of dislocation in time and space was suddenly resolved, and he almost saw Ning Chen and Xie Tingyun floating in the wind and waves at a glance.

The Riding Wind Sword can only block most of the demonic energy. The remaining demonic energy that can pass through the Riding Wind and Demonic Breath Burning Blockade will also be greatly reduced in power and will not cause fatal damage. This is already an excellent result.

Ning Chen's body was scratched with several bloody marks by the evil spirit. He calmly and quickly swam towards the shore with Xie Tingyun. However, at this moment, the first huge wave arrived and suddenly smashed the two of them into the deep water of the river.

At the same time, countless pieces of the exploded fish-head octopus were mixed on the water surface and the sweeping waves. The surface of those pieces had sharp spines of varying lengths, and it was hard to imagine what would happen if they were scratched or stabbed.

If I draw a few more lines on this thing, Xie Tingyun will probably be able to stay here.

This was the thought that suddenly popped up in Ning Chen's mind when he saw these thorny fragments being washed over by the waves.

He only had time to wrap his arms around Xie Tingyun's shoulders and neck and hold him in his arms before he was plunged into a tumbling mess.

The two of them still had some basic protective spiritual power and magic aura, so they didn't swallow water or die from lack of oxygen. However, the surging river waves caused by the fish-head octopus seemed to have no intention of stopping, and they were swept into the water and rolled over completely. The evil spirit and poisonous stings that were blown over brushed all over their bodies, like skewers being skewered and constantly turned over and opened.

Ning Chen used the extra magic energy that could be circulated to kill the Fish-Head Octopus and the Wind-Riding Sword. At this time, the remaining magic energy in his body was completely stagnant and frozen in his meridians. Ning Chen wanted to put up a protective shield for the two of them, but there was only intermittent magic energy, which was completely useless.

Being scratched by the stinger was extremely painful. After the pain, it was as if thousands of ants were drilling in and gnawing at him. There were countless bloody cuts all over Ning Chen's body. It hurt so much that he cursed that dead fish in his heart. All the dirty words that Ning Chen had used up in his lifetime were used up here. Xie Tingyun was held tightly in his arms. Although it was still unavoidable, he still protected himself for the most part because of the size difference.

Xie Tingyun had never known that a person's body temperature could be so hot in the icy cold river water.

Ning Shen held him in his arms unreasonably. The veins on his arms across his chest were bulging, and the muscles that were exerting force were clearly protruding. Even though he was cut with countless wounds, his arms were still motionless as if they were welded together.

A pale spike that was almost half the length of an adult's arm was blown over by the waves and headed straight for Xie Tingyun's heart.

Both of them looked changed at the same time.

Xie Tingyun had no leverage points around him except Ning Shen who was clinging to him. However, once he was stabbed by this thorn, he basically didn't need to get ashore.

Moreover, according to the length of this thorn and the speed at which it rushed, if the two people did not dodge, it would directly pierce them through.

Ning Chen's first reaction was to grab Xie Tingyun and turn to the side, trying to avoid the poisonous stinger. However, there was no leverage in the rolling sea, and it was even difficult to maintain his own balance, let alone avoid it.

Xie Tingyun stretched out his hand to pry open Ning Chen's hands that were pinned to his chest, but failed. Xie Tingyun had no choice but to bend his elbow and use a little force to stab Ning Chen's uninjured waist lightly, hoping to force him to let go and move back, so that the long thorn would not pierce the two of them when it stabbed over.

As a result, Ning Chen refused to retreat even a step. He decisively reached out and pressed Xie Tingyun's shoulder and pushed him down suddenly, making Xie Tingyun and the long thorn completely separated, while his abdomen was aligned with the tip of the long thorn.

Xie Tingyun's pupils shrank.

At that moment, Xie Tingyun even met Ning Chen's eyes.

He saw a kind of disdain and provocation in Ning Shen's deep dark red eyes, as if silently telling him, you are already in this state and still want to take the damage, you will probably be dead after one stab, you might as well watch me.

Xie Tingyun's pupils widened, as if he was a little confused and puzzled, not understanding why he would do this, and why he would think this way.

I don't know how long it took, or maybe it was just a moment, Xie Tingyun didn't seem to be bothered by why. He paused, then suddenly reached out and pulled Ning Chen to the side, and used the reaction force to float up a little.

Xie Tingyun turned his head as far as he could, and when the long penis pierced through him, he reached out and grabbed it directly.

With a puff, blood mist suddenly exploded under the chaotic and surging water surface, and the pale and sharp long thorn suddenly pierced through the palm of Xie Tingyun's hand. Xie Tingyun staggered for a moment due to the impact, and then he grasped the long thorn and used force to move it away from the route that was originally going to pierce Ning Chen, successfully making the long thorn narrowly pass by Ning Chen.

Ning Chen stared at the blood mist that suddenly exploded, and his mind exploded.