Chapter 52
Before he finished speaking, the boy's gaze was like a cold spider silk, tightly wrapped around Lin Yibai.
The corners of his mouth curved with a bloodthirsty smile. He lightly tapped his foot and his figure disappeared like a ghost. The next moment, he passed Yan Bujian and appeared in front of the girl, suddenly reaching out his hand to her -
Lin Yibai's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was about to dodge when he saw Xiao Mi's fingertips condense a pale, cold fire in the water. The flame, contrary to common sense, swayed in the current without extinguishing. With a flick of his finger, it transformed into a sharp blade, streaking through the air like a meteor, and struck her face!
She quickly dodged to the side, but the flaming blade still grazed her shoulder, instantly leaving it charred. The sharp pain made her gasp, and her movements faltered.
This momentary delay was enough for Xiao Mi to reach out and grab her wrist. The cold fire in her palm traveled along her meridians, instantly freezing the flow of her spiritual power.
"Don't move." Xiao Mi's voice still carried the clearness of a young man, but now it only sounded chillingly vicious to her ears. "This remaining body must not be destroyed."
"Let her go!"
All this happened so quickly that in just a moment, Lin Yibai behind him had fallen into the hands of the demon. Seeing this, Yan Bujian suddenly roared in anger, turned the tip of the sword, and stabbed it straight into Xiao Mi's back!
However, when Xiao Mi saw this scene, it only brought out a hint of indifferent sneer in him. He just waved his hand back and a cold fire barrier appeared in front of him. The spiritual sword with brilliant golden light hit the barrier and instantly disintegrated into tiny points of light. Yan Bujian was also forced to retreat several steps by the recoil force.
He looked at the captured Lin Yibai, who, even in danger, with his face pale with fear, still signaled to him with his eyes: "Leave me alone, go!"
Seeing this, he felt a pang of pain in his heart: Ever since entering the water, he had felt as if she had been protecting him the entire time. It was thanks to her that they had been able to exhaust the female cultivator and the fish dragon to death here just now. Now, just as one wave of trouble had subsided, another wave of trouble had arisen. In the end, he could only watch her being captured!
Yan Bu Jian, you are so useless!
Thinking of this, his eyes flushed crimson, and then the aura around him began to surge, and a flicker of determination flashed in his eyes—
The next moment, the sword mark in the corner of his eye trembled, and a dazzling light suddenly burst out from his body. His bones made a crisp "cracking" sound. The blood sword that had previously injured Su Ruo suddenly jumped out of his mouth again, hovering in front of his body, buzzing constantly.
At this moment, a blood-red sword-shaped pattern appeared on his back, extending along his neck to his brows. Countless extremely sharp sword energies emerged from the pattern, and even the light in the water seemed to be cut into pieces.
"Sword bone?!" Xiao Mi's hand holding Lin Yibai suddenly tightened, his eyes full of shock and fear.
He stared at the sword pattern on Yan Bujian's body, his face instantly becoming gloomy: "Why would a sword bone that has not appeared for thousands of years appear in this hidden world with scarce spiritual energy? Could it be..."
Thinking of this, a terrible idea flashed through his mind like lightning -
The next moment, murderous intent surged like a tide. Xiao Mi suddenly threw Lin Yibai aside, turned around and went straight for Yan Bu Jian!
——If it is really as he thinks, this boy must not be kept!
The cold fire around him surged wildly, transforming into countless fire chains, which coiled towards Yan Bujian like a poisonous snake, vowing to kill him here before he could fully grow up!
Yan Bujian grasped the blood sword in front of him, and the power of the fusion of bone and blood surged and resonated in his body, allowing this scarred body to temporarily recover to its peak! A flash of blood in his eyes, and he swung the sword to meet the fire chain -
The sword light collided with the fire chain, and immediately a deafening sound was heard underwater!
Lin Yibai watched the battle on the field anxiously and tried many times to lend a helping hand to Yan Bujian. However, her cultivation was still sealed by the strange flame and she could not intervene no matter what. She could only stand aside with a pale face and worry.
However, Xiao Mi was at the Heqi stage after all, so Yan Bujian soon fell into a disadvantage. After only two or three rounds, the fire chains had left several wounds on his body deep enough to see the bones, and his aura also noticeably weakened.
Xiao Mi snorted coldly, and her spiritual power exploded. She bent her legs and struck Yan Bujian's waist hard. The moment he flew backwards, the cold fire in her palm condensed into a giant palm of destruction, ready to deliver the final blow -
"No!" Lin Yibai let out a wail when he saw this from a distance, and was about to rush over here regardless of anything!
He nonchalantly extended a finger towards her, wanting to imprison her in place. However, the moment his finger extended, his expression suddenly changed.
Suddenly, several winding lines appeared on his cheeks, like snakes swimming madly under the skin. The lines were shining with black luster, but in a moment, they spread from the neck to the whole body!
"Well......"
He let out a painful groan, and his body suddenly froze in place, as if he had been bitten by a poisonous insect. The cold fire in his body instantly dissipated, and the palm that had been blasted out in the distance also suddenly exploded at this moment!
Then he raised his head with difficulty, looking in a certain direction in disbelief.
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On top of the glazed tower, the rain was still pouring down.
Lin Wuya still did not answer Su Hong's question. Instead, he slowly raised his head, his eyes fell on her face, and said lightly: "Elder Hong, we are facing a powerful enemy. This is not the time to discuss this matter."
Su Hong was completely panicked. She took a step back and her spiritual power burst out uncontrollably.
Everyone saw a flash of cold light before their eyes, and her sword was already pointing towards Lin Wuya!
"Why don't you dare answer me directly?" She said in a trembling voice, "What have you done to Yibai? Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, and she's your own daughter!"
"Interesting." The scene of rebellion before his eyes was completely beyond the expectations of Li Hun who was far away. He couldn't help but show a hint of interest when he saw it, but it was only for a moment. Looking at Lin Wuya's face that was still calm and composed, his heart was filled with hatred again. He didn't want him to live a moment longer, so he sent a look to the two powerful gods beside him -
"Quick victory."
The two of them understood immediately, and saw that the old monster Xuanshui waved the water-summoning staff again, and a huge column of water shot towards Su Hong at an extremely fast speed!
Su Hong was already seriously injured, and now because of her inner grief and anger, she only focused her attention on Lin Wuya. When she felt the attack, it was too late - the next moment, she was suddenly hit by the water column, and her whole body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hitting the glazed tiles of the tower heavily, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell into the accumulated water below.
She struggled to get up, but the next moment, she was trapped by the water flow summoned by Fu Haijun's compass and could no longer move.
Immediately afterwards, Li Hun leaped up, holding the flute in his right hand, and making hand gestures with his left hand, and then he shot dozens of water blades towards Lin Wuya rapidly!
Without anyone to protect him, seeing this transcendental attack coming towards him, there was no fear in Lin Wuya's eyes. Instead, when Li Hun approached, a strange blood-red color flashed in his eyes.
He didn't dodge, but slowly raised his right hand -
At his fingertips, he was holding a dark red seal.
"What is this...?" Li Hun didn't understand, but a bad premonition suddenly came to his mind. His heart trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand and instead grab the seal!
However, it was too late.
Just when the water blade was about to get close, Lin Wuya suddenly clenched his five fingers, and the seal shattered with a "pop" sound!
“Buzz!”
Suddenly, a dull roar came from the distant Yunshan Mountain!
The sound was not like thunder, but rather like a giant beast that had been sleeping for eternity suddenly awakening, shaking the entire world slightly. Then, an extremely sharp aura erupted from the depths of Yunshan Mountain.
The breath was filled with the coldness that could burn everything and the suffocating pressure. It streaked across the sky like a falling meteor, tearing through the clouds and dragging a long tail of flame in the air. In just a few breaths, it crossed hundreds of miles and arrived at the top of the glazed tower!
Before anyone could react, a raging flame suddenly ignited in the air above the tower. The flame was not the usual crimson color, but a deathly pale color. A rotating pillar of fire formed in the center of the flame, and the space around the pillar of fire was slightly distorted, and even the light seemed to be swallowed by this force.
The air seemed to be ignited at this moment, and the hot air waves spread in all directions. The rain curtain within a radius of ten miles was instantly evaporated.
Afterwards, the pillar of fire slowly condensed into shape, and a thin figure gradually became clear in the flames - he was wearing a tattered prisoner uniform, and his figure looked like a teenager, but upon closer inspection, his face was as pale as a paper man soaked in water, without a trace of blood.
Those eyes, once so naive or violent, now seemed hollow and lifeless, as if his soul had been ripped out, leaving only a shell suspended in the flames. The cold fire around him clung to his robes, burning slowly. A faint black mist shone around the edges of the flames, revealing a heart-wrenching, deathly silence.
Then, like a puppet being manipulated, he slowly stepped out of the pillar of fire.
With every step he took, a pale flame ignited the ground, spreading along his footsteps, forming eerie fire patterns on the top of the glazed tower. A terrifying pressure emanated from him, unrelated to his cultivation level; it felt more like a suppression of the soul. Not only did it nearly stifle Su Hong and several other severely injured elders of the Bodeng Sect, but even the three men from Wangjiang Tower subconsciously retreated, their eyes filled with terror.
The young man didn't look at anyone, but just like a puppet with a set program, he slowly walked in front of Lin Wuya, turned around, and stood facing the direction of the monks in Wangjiang Tower.
The cold fire around him suddenly surged half an inch, forming an invisible barrier that protected Lin Wuya behind him.
Lin Wuya looked at the young man in front of him, with a cold arc on the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand and gently patted Xiao Mi's shoulder, his voice carrying a strange gentleness.
"...Good boy, you came just in time."
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