Chapter 180: Dragon Soul Assists
Fu Xiuming's thousands of attacks failed. In an instant, he rushed into the sky, turned around sharply, and black smoke fell to the ground like a meteor, crashing down with the force of thunder!
Murong Hanchan's black hair billowed wildly due to the surge of energy, her skirt fluttering wildly in the invisible waves of energy! She placed her palms in front of her chest, rapidly circulating her energy, and in an instant, her unparalleled energy stirred up the surrounding wind and clouds! "Bang!" With a muffled sound of the ground exploding, her figure shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, advancing against the tide towards the huge black smoke cloud crashing down from above!
The moment the black smoke touched the delicate body, a deafening explosion resounded through the air! A massive shockwave, visible to the naked eye, surged violently outwards from the center of impact like a tidal wave!
As Murong Hanchan's figure was forcibly pressed down, the ground beneath her feet, about ten feet in diameter, collapsed the instant she landed. Another deafening boom followed, the residual force sweeping outwards! Accompanied by cries of pain and the sounds of breaking, such as "Ah…", "Ouch…", and "Crack crack crack…", the nearby members of the Innate Cult collapsed to the ground, howling in agony. The surrounding cult flagpoles snapped in the force, leaving the plaza in a state of utter chaos.
Fu Xiuming's smoke-like form materialized, his human form suddenly reappearing, gripping her hands tightly and pressing down relentlessly! Murong Hanchan's brows furrowed slightly, and her figure suddenly spun rapidly, carrying Fu Xiuming above her, dissipating the immense force. For a moment, a stalemate ensued, one applying pressure, the other releasing it, the two entangled in one place, unable to move.
"Now!!" Shangguan Yanxin, who had been lying in wait for a long time, suddenly had a fierce glint in his eyes! With a low roar, his body shot out like an arrow, and he concentrated all his strength into a single palm strike, with a cruel grin, and fiercely struck at Murong Hanchan's delicate body.
"A perfect opportunity! It's my turn to strike!" Almost simultaneously, Shangguan Qinghuan seized what he saw as a once-in-a-lifetime moment! He leaped into the air like a hawk swooping down on a rabbit. His right index and middle fingers joined together like a sword, channeling all his strength into his fingertips, his gaze fixed on the central acupoint behind Murong Hanchan!
Murong Hanchan sensed the impending death! The crimson dragon soul within her body also erupted and stirred! In this critical moment of life and death, with no way to avoid it, the crimson dragon let out a dragon roar that shook the heavens and the earth.
"Hum!!!" A sound resounded through the sky.
A colossal fire dragon, its entire body formed of blazing flames, roared forth from Murong Hanchan's body! The fire dragon coiled and swirled, with the force to shatter mountains and split seas, carrying the intense heat that could incinerate everything and an overwhelming, unstoppable impact, fiercely confronting the two villains, the Shangguan father and son!
Suddenly, a fierce wind swept across the ground, catching the father and son completely off guard with this unexpected and devastating blow. Before they could react, they were severely injured by the fire dragon. "Ah..." "Ugh..." Two screams pierced the sky, and the two figures flew several feet away like kites with broken strings. Upon landing, they both coughed up blood, and two muffled thuds splattered blood on the ground.
The crimson dragon soul swirled and roamed, then let out another roar that echoed through the sky, carrying immense power as it turned to attack Fu Xiuming. "This is bad!" Fu Xiuming was shocked. He immediately channeled his energy into both palms, released Murong Hanchan's hand, and used the momentum to leap upside down into the air, narrowly avoiding the fire dragon's attack. He then somersaulted several times before landing steadily.
Shangguan Yanxin clutched his bleeding chest and roared at the followers, "What are you standing there for? Attack!"
Before the words were even finished, Long Bailian brandished his broadsword, and Ximolong swung his halberd, leading hundreds of followers in a swarm of attacks. "Kill!" The shouts of battle were deafening, and the dark mass of people surged toward Murong Hanchan like a tidal wave.
Murong Hanchan snorted coldly, "You're courting death!" Before her cold shout had even finished, the air around her surged as she swung her arms, gathering immense power in her palms, and an unparalleled chill instantly enveloped the entire square.
She spun around on the spot, letting out a loud "Ha!" that pierced the air, unleashing a torrent of chilling energy from her body. "Whoosh—Boom!" A violent hissing and explosion occurred simultaneously, and the visible shockwaves of the chilling energy sent hundreds of people flying. "Ugh..." "Ouch..." "Ah..." Muffled groans and screams mingled, and in the blink of an eye, the square was littered with corpses.
None of the cultists who rushed into the square escaped; they all fell to the ground, dead. The remaining force swept across the square, its power diminished but still knocking down a large number of cultists. The crowd rolled on the ground, groaning and moaning, their hands gripping their knives trembling, no longer daring to step into the square.
Shangguan Yanxin was dumbfounded: "This...this..." Murong Hanchan had intimidated all the henchmen with just one move. Shangguan Qinghuan's eyes flickered, and taking advantage of the moment when he was not paying attention, she covered her chest and quietly slipped out of the battlefield, completely disregarding the life or death of her father, Shangguan Yanxin.
Long Bailian and Ximolong, having some skill, struggled to lift their heads amidst the pile of corpses, groaning "Ah...ha...", but then immediately fainted.
After unleashing her powerful move, Murong Hanchan's brows furrowed as she looked at Fu Xiuming, who was locked in combat with the Crimson Fire Dragon. The fire dragon was formless and intangible; her palm strikes were like striking through the void, and although her fists and feet could cleave it in two, it would instantly reform.
The Crimson Fire Dragon's power was like a raging sea, its speed like lightning, as it relentlessly battled Fu Xiuming with a series of booming sounds. Shangguan Yanxin remained stunned for a long time before his gaze swept around in a panic. He discovered that his son had already vanished without a trace. A chill ran through him, and he no longer cared about his dignity as the sect leader. He struggled to his feet, wanting only to escape as quickly as possible.
"Trying to escape?!" Murong Hanchan wouldn't let him get away. With a sharp shout, she flashed like a streak of light, her palm striking Shangguan Yanxin's chest with a "crack." A mouthful of blood gushed out. Shangguan Yanxin's hair and beard stood on end, but he remained frozen in place. This was because the palm contained icy energy, which condensed from within and froze his entire body in the blink of an eye.
"Die!" Murong Hanchan shouted again, her palm strike blasting out and sending the frozen Shangguan Yanxin flying. Before he even hit the ground, his icy body exploded in mid-air with a "bang," his body parts condensing into ice shards that scattered all over the ground.
Murong Hanchan's gaze shifted: "Pay for my father's life!" Her figure blurred, and her palm strike reached Fu Xiuming. Fu Xiuming flicked his black brocade robe, transforming into a wisp of black smoke to evade the palm strike, no longer wanting to linger and attempting to escape.
Seeing the black smoke rise into the sky, Murong Hanchan shouted, "Where do you think you're going?!" She spread her palms wide and forcefully inhaled the black smoke. The air hissed and swirled, and Fu Xiuming was instantly sucked to the ground.
Murong Hanchan spread her arms wide, her true energy surged, and the Crimson Fire Dragon, drawn by her, roared and entered her body in the blink of an eye. The instant the Crimson Dragon Soul protected her inner energy, Murong Hanchan's icy true energy erupted, and with a series of soft "crackling" sounds, the surroundings instantly froze into ice.
Fu Xiuming was currently in a state of black smoke. To prevent his body from being frozen, he hurriedly transformed into human form. He rapidly channeled his inner energy into his palms, pushing his true qi to its limit. His hair and beard stood on end as he resisted the icy energy while trying to find an opportunity to escape.
Seeing Fu Xiuming reveal his true form, Murong Hanchan unleashed her icy aura with both palms. With a resounding "whoosh," the icy wall pressed forward, leaving him no way to avoid it.
Fu Xiuming's palms were also filled with powerful energy, and he thrust them forward without hesitation, assuming a stance ready to fight to the death. The two walls of energy collided with a loud "boom," and the force of the wind swept in all directions, adding a touch of chill to the surroundings.
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