The entire underground area began to tremble slightly, and the previously prevalent sound of ghosts crying disappeared. Ai Yu seemed to take one step, but in reality she had taken ten. Her speed was so fast that it was impossible for the human eye to detect.
Jian Kaiheng retracted some of the silk thread and once again used eighty percent of his mental power to control Ai Yu: "Go, we've found him."
Ai Yu nodded slightly, walked towards the direction determined by Jian Kaiheng, and slashed with a knife.
The wall shattered with a sound, and behind it, a man in a white robe, Jiazi, was sitting cross-legged.
Ai Yu made a wrist gesture, retracted the force of the knife, minimized the damage, and then continued to move forward.
Before she even set foot on the ground, she heard a voice shouting, "Don't hurt Lord Jiazi!"
A sturdy man jumped out from Jiazi's left side. His body was as hard as copper, his muscles were well-developed, his blood vessels were throbbing, his veins were bulging, his brows were furrowed, and he took a horse stance, ready to move forward. "Who the hell are you?! How dare you hurt my brother! Hurry up and die!"
The sturdy man stepped forward and thrust his hand forward. Ai Yu didn't dodge or evade, and the blow hit her arm directly, but she didn't move at all.
Ai Yu tilted her head slightly towards the sturdy man, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and with the knife stuck in the ground, she grabbed the sturdy man's wrist and easily broke his tendons and bones. Then she returned with an elbow to the heart, and the sturdy man was knocked dozens of meters away, smashing several walls.
Jiazi looked at the tall woman with her eyes closed in front of him, and his gloomy face finally showed some movement.
This power does not belong to Ai Yu, but... to that pretty boy.
What an amazing power.
After killing that person, Ai Yu pulled out the long sword that was stuck in the ground, raised it high, and pointed it at Jiazi's face.
However, she did not take the next step.
Not far away, Jian Kaiheng walked slowly towards them on the road he had paved with his own paper figures, a helpless smile on his face. "Master Jiazi, why bother with this, right? You don't have many people here, and they can't protect you. You're already old, so you should just keep quiet. If you let us go now, I can pretend nothing happened."
Jiazi's face was filled with rage, and he shouted, "Dream on! I won't be at peace until Ai Yu is eliminated! Even if I lose a few brothers today, I will keep you two here!"
The sturdy man who had just been beaten out by Ai Yu actually crawled back with blood all over his body: "Don't hurt...Master Jiazi!"
Jian Kaiheng raised his eyebrows slightly. This guy was quite interesting. In Ai Yu's current state, that elbow would have killed an ordinary person a hundred times, yet this guy was still alive.
However, all living beings have mortal bodies. How can they survive without a body?
The raised long sword changed direction and chopped down at the strong man.
Unexpectedly, the strong man caught the blade with his bare hands and deflected the blow.
"Interesting." Jian Kaiheng chuckled, "In that case, I'll play with you for a while longer."
Ai Yu maintained this movement, then suddenly released his grip and kicked the man in the waist. The man's lower body was momentarily unstable, and Ai Yu took advantage of the momentum to turn around and followed up with another punch, sending the man flying.
The scene was silent for a few seconds. When the dust settled, the man actually got up again, pounded his chest twice, roared, and rushed forward.
However, his target was not Ai Yu, but Jian Kaiheng.
Jian Kaiheng raised his eyebrows: "Ah, you can't touch my thin arms and legs." The smile on his lips did not fade, "But, can you touch me?"
Ai Yu made a running preparation posture, pushed off the ground with one foot, and actually leaped up a short distance. Then he gathered strength in the air and stopped the man halfway.
This kick broke the man's spine. He lay in the large pit that Ai Yu had stepped on, completely dead.
Ai Yu dusted himself off and returned to Jian Kaiheng.
"What do you think, Lord Jiazi? To be honest, I don't want to see casualties." Jian Kaiheng sighed lightly. What he said was the truth, but the other party just didn't listen.
"Hmph, puppetry has a huge negative impact on the caster. How long can you use it?"
Behind Jiazi, a red shadow appeared. It had a tiger face and a general body, but was holding a bunch of peach blossoms in its hand, with its eyes half-closed, as if showing compassion.
Jian Kaiheng sneered. Someone was actually using a tactic of attrition against him. He didn't care much about it, but the red shadow didn't make him feel uncomfortable or as if he was facing a great enemy. Instead, it felt like he was strolling leisurely in a peach forest.
The shadow took a step forward and gently waved the peach branch. A breeze blew and the water remained calm.
Ai Yu stood in front of Jian Kaiheng, holding the knife in both hands, and cut off the breeze.
Even so, for a moment, Jian Kaiheng felt as if he were entering the gates of hell. He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and squinted at the shadow. Could this be the Tai Sui God that Jiazi had invited?
I should have learned more about the Xia Dynasty’s Zhouyi and Huangli.
The shadowy figure held a peach branch and pointed it at the ground. A crack spread from in front of Jiazi to in front of the two of them, and was blocked by the knife that Ai Yu had inserted into the ground.
Ai Yu's long hair fluttered freely in the wind, and she closed her eyes and tilted her head.
She was hesitant now, worried that Jian Kaiheng wouldn't be able to defeat the Tai Sui God. But she had no choice but to trust Jian Kaiheng. After all, if she forced herself to open her eyes and break free from the thread, it would backfire on Jian Kaiheng. She didn't know the extent of the backlash.
If I really had to carry Jian Kaiheng's body back then, that would be... I dare not even think about it.
I hope this guy is as capable as he says.
The shadow held a peach branch in one hand and twirled the sword in the other, looking at the two of them with a smile, as if he would not move unless the enemy moved.
Jian Kaiheng loosened the silk thread on his fingertips, slowly unzipped his clothes, and then took them off, revealing his upper body. There was nothing special about his upper body, except for a large tattoo of camellias on his back. At this moment, those camellias seemed to grow out of Jian Kaiheng's flesh.
Jiazi looked at this scene and shuddered in his heart: "What a monster."
Jian Kaiheng shook his head slightly, and put his index finger to his lips: "Shh."
In a moment, a camellia blossomed behind him, and one flower was adorned in his hair, making him look seductive and charming.
"My dear Miss Puppet, look at the red flower in the basin."
Ai Yu suddenly opened her eyes, a hint of blood flashed in her eyes, she slowly raised the long knife, and several strands of red silk threads wrapped around the blade.
The shadow took another step forward and waved the peach branch, but the peach blossom trembled. The woman who was more than ten meters away just now was now in front of him. The peach blossom in her hand was cut off by the long sword. The shadow struggled for a moment and finally dissipated in the wind.
The long sword did not stop and immediately cut off Jiazi's arm.
The cut on the broken arm was neat and a lot of blood gushed out. Ai Yu shook his wrist, put the long knife into the void, walked back to Jian Kaiheng, and nodded slightly.
On her way here, camellia flowers fell all over the ground.
The camellia behind Jian Kaiheng had long since disappeared, leaving only the tattoo. He raised his hand, gently embraced Ai Yu, and said gently, "Thank you for your hard work."
[1] Camellia, Liu Kezhuang, Song Dynasty
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