Chapter 152: Desperate Situation Xu Hui didn't even think twice and turned to run away, her feet...
Without thinking, Xu Hui turned around and ran away. The ice surface under her feet seemed to turn into a sliding track under the stimulation of her spiritual power. The speed was so fast that it almost left a trail of afterimages.
A head-on confrontation with a Mahayana-level demon was like hitting a rock with an egg. If he ran away now, when would he escape? "Want to run? Hehe, then I'll play with you!" The demon's voice followed Xu Hui like a shadow, teasing and mocking her, as if teasing an overconfident ant.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful pressure descended from the sky, locking the space around her, but leaving an exit.
Xu Hui's heart trembled, knowing that this monster was deliberately teasing her, but so what? As long as there was a chance, she would definitely give it a try!
She did not stop, but instead increased her speed, swinging the Wanxiang Sword, emitting bursts of powerful sword light, trying to destroy the monster's barrier.
Although these sword lights were just like itching to the Mahayana monsters, she would be happy as long as she could make the monsters unhappy.
"Zhong Lingyue, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and capture her!" The monster was indeed displeased by these harassments, and his voice revealed obvious dissatisfaction with Zhong Lingyue.
However, Xu Hui heard something strange in this dissatisfaction.
Generally speaking, if a Mahayana monster wants to deal with a being like her whose cultivation level is far lower than his own, why would he need to rely on others?
With just a wave of his hand, a boundary could trap her tightly, without the need for any help from others.
But the monster in front of her only used its coercion to suppress her, but was reluctant to take action itself.
Is there any secret hidden in this?
Xu Hui's mind raced, and she made a decision instantly.
Instead of following the "way out" pointed out by the monster, she suddenly changed direction and slashed hard in another direction with the Universal Sword, trying to open up a new way to escape.
In an instant, an endless pressure surged like a tide, pressing her heavily to the ground.
All the bones in her body seemed to be deformed at this moment, blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, her facial features were distorted in pain, and she almost fainted.
But at the moment before it was pressed down, the Wanxiang Sword was thrown out like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, rushing around recklessly, and actually rushed out under the powerful pressure.
This scene made Xu Hui suddenly understand.
The Mahayana monster in front of him seemed extremely powerful, but in fact he was at the end of his strength, or all his means were restricted.
Apart from the pressure brought by its realm, it has almost nothing.
He is unable to do it himself, and is even less able to cast high-level spells like realms.
In fact, it might just be a remnant soul!
This discovery gave Xu Hui a glimmer of hope. Perhaps she still had a chance of survival.
But even if it was just a remnant soul, the difference in realm alone was enough to make her unable to move, and even difficult to breathe.
Her vision went dark and blurry, and she could only rely on her instinct to control the Wanxiang Sword to fight against the rushing Zhong Lingyue.
The Wanxiang Sword sped through the air like a nimble and agile black dragon, moving flexibly through the purple mist and heavy pressure, and each swing was filled with unparalleled dominance.
Wherever the tip of the sword passed, the air seemed to be cut by the sharp blade, making a series of sharp and piercing whistling sounds.
Xu Hui's mind moved slightly, and the Wanxiang Sword instantly burst out with dazzling light, turning into an extremely sharp sword beam, like a meteor streaking through the night sky, carrying the power to destroy the world, and shooting towards Zhong Lingyue with unstoppable momentum.
Zhong Lingyue's face suddenly changed when she saw this. She had never expected Xu Hui to be able to unleash such a powerful attack under such pressure.
He hurriedly controlled the purple mist to form a thick barrier, trying to block the sword light.
However, the destructive power contained in the Wanxiang Sword was too strong, and the purple mist barrier was instantly torn into a huge hole under the impact of the sword.
Zhong Lingyue only felt a powerful impact and her body involuntarily took several steps back.
Xu Hui's vision was blurred and she couldn't see the situation clearly. She could only endure the severe pain all over her body and control the Wanxiang Sword again and again to attack Zhong Lingyue.
This time, it was no longer just a simple swing of the sword, but the power of destruction was integrated into the sword light, making each sword light like a meteorite that could destroy the world, carrying a heart-pounding power.
Zhong Lingyue did not dare to be careless anymore. She mobilized the purple mist again, forming a series of rotating vortexes to attack the Wanxiang Sword.
However, these whirlpools were directly swallowed up by the destructive force and dissipated into nothingness.
Xu Hui's attacks became more and more fierce, and the Wanxiang Sword drew brilliant sword shadows in the air, and each strike was aimed directly at Zhong Lingyue's vital points.
Zhong Lingyue was forced to retreat again and again, and the purple mist became increasingly dim under the suppression of the destructive force.
However, Zhong Lingyue was reborn after all, and had obtained a lot of golden fingers. She immediately threw out a magic weapon, combined with the purple mist, and turned it into a huge purple devil's claw, pouncing towards Xu Hui.
Xu Hui's heart tightened, and she controlled the Wanxiang Sword to face the devil's claw.
The sword and claw collided in the air, making a deafening roar. Purple mist and destructive power intertwined together, forming a strange and magnificent picture.
Immediately afterwards, the devil's claw split into two, one to deal with the Wanxiang Sword, and the other rushed towards Xu Hui.
Without thinking, Xu Hui directly recalled the Wanxiang Sword. With her as the center, the air seemed to be suddenly sucked away by an invisible big hand, forming a brief vacuum zone.
The purple devil's claws that were rushing towards it suddenly slowed down after entering this area, as if they were restrained by an invisible force.
Xu Hui used this opportunity to control the Wanxiang Sword, transforming it into a stream of light, and slashed towards the bound purple devil's claws with the force of thunder.
Wherever the sword light passed, the space was directly swallowed up, leaving behind a dark crack.
Although the purple devil's claws were ferocious, they seemed vulnerable under the destructive power of the Universal Sword.
With a "click" sound, the two devil claws turned into purple light and dissipated in the air.
However, the Wanxiang Sword did not stop. It suddenly changed direction, and the sword light flashed across Zhong Lingyue's flank like lightning.
Caught off guard, she was nearly struck by the sudden sword beam. Fortunately, the monster was quick-witted and noticed the change in advance. It shouted angrily, "Waste!"
The pressure swept out like a violent storm, hitting Xu Hui directly.
"Puchi--" Xu Hui was so shocked by the overwhelming pressure that he felt as if he was hit by a heavy hammer. He instantly lost all control of the Wanxiang Sword. His body collapsed to the ground like a kite with a broken string, his eyes closed and his breathing weakly.
Zhong Lingyue was not much better off. Although she avoided the sword light, the monster's reckless pressure was of no use. Her internal organs were damaged, and blood gushed out uncontrollably, staining her clothes red.
The two men were lying on the ground at this moment, like dead dogs, unable to move, and looking extremely miserable.
The monster sneered and waved his hand. The Wanxiang Sword floated in front of him and was about to reach out to wipe off the mark of spiritual consciousness on it.
Xu Hui was unwilling to give up, so she tried her best to activate the Wanxiang Sword, wanting to deliver a final blow.
The monster sensed that the Wanxiang Sword was about to make a move, and immediately poured out its pressure, like a raging wave, impacting Xu Hui's mind wave after wave.
She felt a splitting headache, her vision went dark, and the whole world was spinning and blurry.
However, at this critical moment of life and death, Xu Hui's potential was fully stimulated.
She gritted her teeth, clenched her hands into fists, her fingertips turning white from excessive force, her nails digging deep into her palms, and tried her best to retract the Wanxiang Sword.
The Wanxiang Sword seemed to sense the call of its master. The sword body trembled violently, turned into a stream of light, broke free from the control of the monster, and instantly returned to Xu Hui's body.
The monster's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that Xu Hui could still take back the Wanxiang Sword in such a desperate situation.
He roared angrily, and the pressure intensified again, trying to crush Xu Hui completely.
However, this time, Xu Hui did not fall down immediately.
On the contrary, the spiritual power in her body that had been suppressed and unable to move actually began to flow.
At first, the spiritual energy seemed to be frozen in the meridians, and every flow was accompanied by severe pain and tearing sensation.
But Xu Hui seemed to have become numb and could not feel any pain. Instead, the flowing spiritual power nourished her body like a sweet rain, repairing every damaged meridian and bone.
With the nourishment of spiritual power, the meridians gradually became tough and elastic, as if they had been reforged.
The meridians that were originally damaged by the pressure were now recovering at an astonishing speed, becoming thicker and more unobstructed.
The bones are also undergoing subtle changes under the influence of spiritual power.
Those bones that were broken or dislocated due to the pressure were slowly returning to their original shape under the guidance of spiritual power, becoming more flawless.
At the same time, Xu Hui's other injuries were also improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The wound that was originally bleeding profusely is now healing rapidly, without even leaving a scar.
This state is very similar to cleansing the bones and marrow!
After that, the speed of the spiritual power flow became faster and faster, gradually forming a vortex.
This vortex raged in Xu Hui's meridians, driving the spiritual power in her body to rotate together, as if to condense all the strength in her body together.
At the same time, the golden elixir also underwent drastic changes.
The golden elixir, which was originally round and full and emitting a soft light, now had cracks on it.
These cracks were like tiny lightning bolts, moving across the surface of the golden elixir and emitting dazzling light.
The spiritual power inside the golden elixir was also surging violently, as if trying to break through this layer of restraint and gain greater freedom.
Under the impact of this surging spiritual power, Xu Hui's dantian seemed to be ignited by a mysterious force, and instantly burst into colorful light, illuminating the entire dantian with a riot of color and splendidness.
The light even penetrated through the body, piercing through the heavy wind and snow, reaching the sky, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.
The monster was amazed at this scene and asked, "Is this going to result in a baby?"
She actually dared to break the pill and become an infant in such a situation. Is she crazy?
But then, he burst into laughter, with endless mockery, "Humph, this is ridiculous! There is not a trace of spiritual energy here, and you dare to break the pill and become an infant here? You are simply seeking death!"
Indeed, breaking the pill and becoming an infant is a major hurdle in the cultivation path of cultivators, and requires a huge amount of spiritual energy as support.
At this time, Xu Hui was not only under the pressure of the enemy, but also in a place without any spiritual power.
If the pill is broken in such an environment, wouldn't that be seeking death?
If she fails to form a fetus, her foundation will be destroyed and her spiritual energy will quickly dissipate. By then, she will be close to death!
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