Chapter 223 Han Chan Moments a Kill
Zhu Ziyue stood atop the peak, her pink dress and long purple hair fluttering in the wind. Her purple eyes swept across the battlefield below, finally settling on Murong Hanchan.
She thought to herself: This person must be Murong Hanchan. I never imagined that someone only sixteen or seventeen years old would already have reached the Saintly level of cultivation, and even have a dragon soul to aid them! I just wonder what their martial arts techniques are like…
Xiang Kui and Chong Sheng were unstoppable in the army, charging forward as if on flat ground. "Brother Chong Sheng, follow me, let's capture that bastard Zhu Zijian alive!" With a loud shout, he swung his two hammers and spun around once, instantly sending dozens of soldiers flying.
Reborn, he could discern the location by sound and closely protected Xiang Kui as they advanced, heading straight for Zhu Zijian.
"They do have some skill." Seeing how fierce Xiang Kui and his companion were, Ling Xueyan immediately leaped off her horse, transforming into a streak of green light. In the blink of an eye, she struck out with her palm, which landed squarely on Xiang Kui's chest.
"Ouch!" Xiang Kui cried out in pain as he was struck, his body flying away like a kite with a broken string. Hearing the sound, Chong Sheng swung his axe to help, but Ling Xueyan glanced sideways, somersaulted into the air, and stomped down heavily, landing on Chong Sheng's head.
A massive impact struck overhead, and Chong Sheng felt his body sink, his lower body completely engulfed in dust and sand. Fortunately, his bronze-iron body remained unharmed. He swung his twin axes upwards, aiming for Ling Xueyan's calves.
Ling Xueyan frowned slightly. "I didn't expect that although you are blind, your body is quite tough! I wonder how many impacts you have withstood?!" As she spoke, she rose into the air again, dodging the axe's blow, and at the same time, she struck down with a palm that carried a powerful wave-like force, hitting her reborn body.
With a loud "thud," the massive impact pressed Chongsheng more than a foot into the ground. He braced himself against the ground with both arms, barely managing to withstand the blow.
"Take this!" Xiang Kui swung two iron hammers in quick succession, sending a whooshing sound through the air as he attacked Ling Xueyan.
Ling Xueyan remained calm and composed. With a swift movement, she easily dodged the front hammer and kicked Xiang Kui's rear hammer away. "You troublesome fellow!" She turned and flashed, forcefully striking Xiang Kui's face with a palm strike.
In that life-or-death moment, a crimson light flashed in, followed by a loud "bang," and a powerful gust of wind swept out, stirring up waves of dust and sand! Ling Xueyan could not withstand the strong impact and was suddenly forced back three zhang.
All that could be seen was Murong Hanchan's beautiful figure standing proudly, waving her hand, her blue cloak fluttering in the wind, and her crystal red eyes looking down on the scene.
"Little girl! Thanks to you!" Xiang Kui pointed his hammer at Ling Xueyan and glared at her, "This little girl is very good at fighting, be careful! I'm going to save Chong Sheng!" With that, he ran towards Chong Sheng.
Upon seeing Murong Hanchan, Shangguan Qinghuan's anger erupted instantly: Murong Hanchan! It's the perfect opportunity to join forces with the Ling family to avenge my father! Today, I will make you pay for your crimes in blood.
With his mind settled, a beam of yellow light shot in. "Xueyan, don't panic, I'm here to help you!" Before the words were finished, a palm strike was unleashed with a thunderous boom, the force of which directly attacked Murong Hanchan.
Murong Hanchan dodged the attack with a bang, and a crater appeared in the ground. Murong Hanchan was already high in the air, and at the same time, she swung her arms in a circular motion, and a huge palm force came down diagonally, pressing down on Shangguan Qinghuan and the other person.
Seeing the situation, the two dared not take the blow head-on. They dodged to the left and right, and their palm strikes missed their target and hit the ground with a loud "thud," raising a dust wave three zhang high!
In an instant, the three beams of light intertwined, red, yellow, and green leaping and darting about, accompanied by the whooshing of palm winds, the thunderous sound, and the explosion of dust, weaving together the most exciting and dazzling close combat.
Ling Qichen frowned upon seeing this scene. On one side was his beloved younger sister, and on the other was the dream girl he deeply admired. He was deeply conflicted: Little sister, Miss Murong, you…
The generals were engaged in fierce fighting, their blood staining the dust. Chong Sheng, Xiang Kui, and others were exceptionally fierce, each fighting against a thousand, causing Ling Beixiao's allied forces to retreat in defeat.
As the army approached the central command tent, Ling Beixiao cursed, "A bunch of useless ants!" His figure flashed out like a ghost, and his powerful body suddenly erupted, the shockwave shaking the surrounding soldiers like falling leaves.
"One battle brings fame to the world, but death erases all fame. If sages were to be ruled by demons, when would there be any peace and happiness in the world?" He stepped forward, his words resounding, instantly clearing a clear space.
"Die!" Ling Beixiao shouted, raising his right hand high, his palm gathering the power of wind and clouds, unleashing his ultimate technique, 'Shattering Float Hand'. In an instant, eight winds howled, air currents surged, and hundreds of soldiers around him floated into the air, friend or foe alike, all floating in terror.
The airflow was forcefully sucked away, rendering the soldiers immobile. They couldn't even shout or scream, their eyes wide with rage. Ling Beixiao transformed his claws into fists, and with a gentle clench, the floating soldiers exploded and died instantly, leaving only fluttering rags and a ground strewn with blood and debris.
Ling Beixiao's predatory gaze fell on Murong Hanchan. "You wicked creature, prepare to die!" With a deep shout, he launched a powerful palm strike at Murong Hanchan.
"Bang bang!" Murong Hanchan struck out with both palms at the same time, just as she had knocked Shangguan Qinghuan and Ling Xueyan back, she turned around and struck out with a powerful palm, which collided with Ling Beixiao's palm with a "bang", and the two of them were shocked.
Murong Hanchan's blue cloak was blasted away by the force of the palm strike, revealing a dazzling white and yellow ruqun dress. Ling Beixiao's hairband was knocked off, and in the blink of an eye, his hair was disheveled, further increasing his murderous intent.
"Murong Hanchan, prepare to die!" Shangguan Qinghuan had just regained her footing when she used the momentum to reverse and launch another attack. Ling Beixiao and his daughter also attacked simultaneously, their palms lashing out at Murong Hanchan.
"Come on, what is there to fear!" Murong Hanchan's killing intent surged instantly. She moved into the fray, engaging in a frenzied battle against three opponents.
"Crackling!" "Boom!" After only a few moves, Murong Hanchan already felt the pressure. The three attacked from different directions, leaving her unable to keep up and gradually putting her at a disadvantage.
Seeing this, Shangguan Qinghuan was secretly delighted. Seizing the opportunity, she released the yellow dragon soul within her body. With a loud "whoosh," a golden dragon with tremendous force rushed towards Murong Hanchan to kill her.
Seeing this, Murong Hanchan activated her will to retrieve the crimson dragon soul from the sky, instantly unleashing her icy true energy. With a powerful palm strike, she froze the enormous golden dragon to the ground. Immediately afterward, she turned and struck out with another palm at the attacking green dragon.
Seeing this, Ling Xueyan hurriedly withdrew her green dragon soul and returned it to her body. The three of them simultaneously gathered their strength and each unleashed a palm strike. Three massive shockwaves completely enveloped Murong Hanchan, leaving her with no way to avoid them. Murong Hanchan's brow furrowed, and she surged with true energy, swinging her arms with renewed force.
In an instant, three loud bangs rang out as their energies collided, leaving Ling Xueyan and the other two unmoved. Murong Hanchan, however, was forced back several feet, feeling her inner energy churning, and almost coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Witch! Today your life is over!" Ling Beixiao raised his eyebrows and pointed, then raised his palms again, gathering all his unparalleled energy into his hands, preparing to unleash another attack on the energy wall.
Ling Xueyan and Shangguan Qinghuan were also preparing to join forces for another fierce attack.
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