Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Demon Princess is Severely Injured Again
After the blood crystal shield blocked the golden flying sword, it cracked and shattered into many tiny crystals. Under Han Wei's control of her magic, these tiny crystals flew towards Princess Pianran.
Princess Pianran held a precious sword that emitted a dazzling golden light. The sword's edge, like waves, shattered all the tiny red crystals.
Han Wei watched as Princess Pianran attacked her, and the long whip in her hand transformed into a longsword. Princess Pianran and Han Wei clashed swords in the air. The clanging of the blades rang out incessantly, and with each clash, sword energy shot out in all directions.
After exchanging blows for several rounds, Princess Pianran and Han Wei separated.
As Han Wei swung her sword, sword energy condensed into tens of thousands of flying swords, and the red flying swords rushed towards Princess Pianran like a torrent.
Seeing this, Princess Pianran also waved her sword, and the sword energy condensed into just as many flying swords. The golden flying swords shot towards Han Wei like a torrent.
Thus, on the battlefield, two torrents of flying swords collided in the sky. The sounds of impact were deafening, swords streaked across the air, sparks flew, and the surrounding demons and human cultivators all fled the scene.
After the golden and red flying swords clashed for half an hour, Princess Pianran's magic power was depleted, and the red sword stream instantly swallowed the golden sword stream. Han Wei pointed her sword, and more than 100,000 flying swords rained down on Princess Pianran like a meteor storm.
Countless people were stunned. After fighting for so long, she still had such abundant sword energy. Was this woman's magic power a bottomless pit?
Han Wei's magical power is not bottomless; she just recovers quickly.
Princess Pianran was pale and drenched in sweat.
She gritted her teeth and summoned a mirror, which flew into the sky, emitting a purple glow that formed a purple phantom shield, blocking the flying swords from her.
But soon, Han Wei arrived in front of Princess Pianran.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Han Wei's sword strikes became increasingly vicious with each move. Princess Pianran blocked several attacks but was kicked away by Han Wei, who even took away her own Blazing Gold Sword.
Han Wei took her natal magic weapon, sealed it, and put it directly into her storage bag. Then, with a swing of her sword, sword energy shot out again, and hundreds of thousands of flying swords burst forth and enveloped the fallen Princess Pianran.
Princess Pianran coughed up blood and her face paled.
"Princess--"
Princess Pianran's personal guards transformed into streaks of light and flew over. Hundreds of Nascent Soul stage demons formed an array together. One by one, dazzling arrays were spread out, and finally they were connected to form an enormous blue array, which blocked the terrifying flying swords that rained down like a meteor shower.
After catching her breath, Princess Pianran, still furious, charged at Han Wei again. A dazzling golden light erupted from her body, and a gigantic golden-winged roc appeared on the battlefield.
This golden-winged roc was a hundred feet tall, its whole body shrouded in golden light, like a golden behemoth. Especially its pair of huge wings, each feather was like a golden, shimmering divine sword.
As the golden-winged roc spread its wings, an aura of ancient demonic power enveloped the entire battlefield, causing the whole world to tremble.
Princess Pianran has returned to her original form.
She transformed into her original form and charged at Han Wei, her enormous claws seeming to tear Han Wei to shreds.
Han Wei flew backwards to create distance between herself and the golden-winged roc, but Princess Pianran's speed increased dramatically after she transformed into her original form. She quickly caught up with Han Wei.
Han Wei calmly pointed her finger, and one after another, blood crystal flowers bloomed in front of her. These enormous blood crystal orchids blocked Han Wei's way; a total of sixteen blood crystal orchids bloomed in the void, each one larger than the last.
Bang bang bang—
Princess Pianran pierced through all of these Blood Crystal Orchids with her powerful physique.
Seeing this, Han Wei raised her left hand, and a flower appeared in her hand.
The flower resembles a lotus, with an ice-green stamen and a white center. The edges of the petals display nine constantly shifting colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, and white. This Nine-Turn Ice Heart Lotus exudes an aura of extreme cold; its appearance sends a chill through the entire battlefield, causing ice to crackle and freeze everywhere.
Han Wei threw the Nine-Turn Ice Heart Lotus away.
The beautiful flower spun its petals, expanding in size with each rotation. By the time it was several feet away from Princess Pianran, it was almost as large as her.
Bang!
All the people saw was that the huge golden-winged roc collided with a lotus flower that looked like ice in the sky. The roc's entire body froze, and then it fell from the sky.
Countless eyes stared at Han Wei in shock. Lingbao, yet another Lingbao? Just how many Lingbao did she possess?
They regarded the Nine-Turn Ice Heart Lotus as another magical treasure of Han Wei.
However, this rare flower does indeed possess the power of a top-grade spiritual treasure. Therefore, it's no wonder they thought that way.
Watching this scene from afar, Lu Xiuzhen thought bitterly: "She really has a lot of magical treasures. She even said she only had three. This woman is truly ruthless and heartless."
Princess Pianran transformed back into human form during her fall, but her entire body was affected by the extreme cold, making it impossible for her to even fly.
"Princess--"
A figure caught her.
A tall, handsome man in red and black armor embraced Princess Pianran and immediately used his magic to dispel the chill from her. However, this extreme cold was not so easily dispelled; even with his late-stage Void Refinement cultivation, he could only suppress it temporarily.
Looking at his fiancée, who was in a weak state, Mo Yang felt a pang of heartache.
He brought Princess Pianran back to the warship, had her treated, and was about to leave to continue fighting. Princess Pianran leaned on her maid, her face pale, and gripped Mo Yang's arm, gritting her teeth as she said:
"Kill her, I want her head."
Upon hearing the order, Mo Yang nodded emphatically: "Okay."
After saying that, he transformed into a long rainbow and disappeared.
Rumble—
On the battlefield, Han Wei was attacked by dozens of warships.
Hundreds of beams of light hurtled toward Han Wei, as if they wanted to obliterate her and avenge their princess.
The Nine-Turn Ice Heart Lotus in Han Wei's hand emitted a dazzling nine-colored light, and an extremely cold aura surged, even freezing the space itself. The beams of light that were blasting towards them froze, remaining suspended in the air like ice bridges. Not only that, but the warships were also covered in frost.
With a clattering sound, the demons flew frantically into the sky. Those who flew slowly had their entire bodies frozen. This extreme cold could even freeze their primordial spirit.
On about ten warships, the ships and their crews were frozen solid, and all the living creatures on board were frozen to death.
Han Wei looked at the Nine-Turn Ice Heart Lotus, which had shrunk to the size of a palm. Its power was quite good, but it consumed a lot of magic power.
Fortunately, she practiced the "Myriad Manifestations of the Universe" technique, which allowed her to recover quickly; otherwise, she would have been exhausted.
Her magic was like a huge pool; although the water in the pool was immediately drained, it was filled up again in an instant.
Suddenly, Han Wei felt a chill run down her spine.
She turned around abruptly, and a figure appeared in front of her.
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