MM Racing 826. Another encounter
826. Another encounter
"Just what I wanted!"
Xiao Yan showed no fear at all as he looked at Ling Fengzhui, who was wearing a ghost mask and whose aura was constantly increasing.
Ling Fengzhui is very strong, but Xiao Yan is even less likely to show weakness.
Back in the Pill Tower, Xiao Yan was only a four-star Dou Zun. Facing the formidable Ling Fengzhui, he had to use almost all his trump cards and needed Wei Jiangyuan's assistance to fight him to a standstill. However, in the past four years, Xiao Yan's strength has greatly improved. Although Ling Fengzhui is now a mid-stage Half-Saint, Xiao Yan is fully confident that he can fight him.
Ling Fengzhui held a knife in one hand. It was the same knife as before, but blue and white ice crystals constantly seeped from its blade, and wisps of cold air swirled around the blade, causing the surrounding air temperature to drop sharply. With a simple swing, Ling Fengzhui could make the moisture in the air condense into ice shards and fall down.
During the Night of the Pill Tower, Ling Fengzhui suppressed Xiao Yan in every other aspect, except for his weapon, which suffered a disadvantage against Xiao Yan's Xuan Heavy Ruler. After returning to the Spirit Clan, although Xiao Yan was considered dead at the time, he still devised a way to deal with him. This cold energy could limit the power of the strange fire, and he didn't expect to directly suppress the strange fire, but only hoped that his weapon could hold its own in high-intensity clashes.
Ling Fengzhui peered through the eye sockets of the ghost mask, his gaze fixed intently on Xiao Yan, his voice low and filled with fighting spirit: "Xiao Yan, fight to your heart's content, leave no regrets!"
After speaking, Ling Feng gave Xiao Yan three breaths, then vanished from his spot in an instant, reappearing before Xiao Yan and unleashing a horizontal slash. The blade aimed directly at Xiao Yan's head, striking with lightning speed!
"Well done!" Xiao Yan roared.
Xiao Yan's right arm muscles bulged instantly, and the Xuan Heavy Ruler, which had been poised to strike, swung upwards with a muffled whooshing sound to block the attack. The dark ruler carried a terrifying force capable of splitting mountains and shattering peaks.
clang--
A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out, and an invisible force suddenly spread out in a visible ring of air.
The two were locked in a stalemate, neither willing to give way. Suddenly, Xiao Yan felt his palms grow cold. The thing clinging to the blade with the spiritual wind was no ordinary thing!
However, the fierce spirit of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix on the Xuan Heavy Ruler was instantly awakened as Dou Qi was injected into it. A purplish-red phoenix phantom appeared, and Xiao Yan used the ruler to directly send Ling Feng flying.
Despite being at a disadvantage in the first clash, Ling Fengzhui remained calm under pressure. He suddenly gripped his broadsword tightly, his killing intent palpable, and unleashed dozens of slashes in mid-air. By the time they reached Xiao Yan, all that remained was a dazzling display of cold, afterimage-like light.
Swish!Swish!Swish!Swish!
The speed of his swordsmanship was so fast that it couldn't be captured by the naked eye. The sword light was like a storm, and if one was slow to react, their body would likely be sliced to pieces. An attack of this level would probably leave an ordinary peak Dou Zun expert scrambling and even in danger of losing their life.
All of this was crystal clear to Xiao Yan, who possessed a Heavenly Realm soul. No matter how fast he was, he could not hide from the higher level of soul perception. The Xuan Heavy Ruler flew around and easily deflected every slash from Ling Fengzhui.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The continuous, crisp, and rapid clanging of metal against metal was so dense it almost formed a continuous chorus, and amidst the flying blades and ruler shadows, space itself was torn apart. The intense collisions caused Xiao Yan's arm to go slightly numb, but his eyes remained utterly calm.
As Ling Fengzhui unleashed his final strike, the Crimson Lotus Star Flame instantly enveloped the Xuan Heavy Ruler, and Xiao Yan locked onto Ling Fengzhui. Now was the crucial moment when Ling Fengzhui had exhausted his old power; the opportunity he had been waiting for had arrived, and he brought the ruler down with a devastating slash!
Flames divide and devour waves!
A purplish-red ruler-shaped beam of light, like a torrent of magma, burst forth from the sky accompanied by strange flames. Even more dazzling was the reappearance of the awakened Heavenly Demon Phoenix's ferocious spirit. Its wings spread wide, merging into the ruler-shaped beam of light, and it charged fiercely toward Ling Fengzhui.
A hint of almost fanatical excitement flashed in Ling Fengzhui's eyes behind the mask. He took a deep breath, twisted his body in mid-air, and slashed down with his sword.
"Shadow Slash!"
A deep shout accompanied the full force of his longsword's slash, and a massive blade of light, its edges wreathed in eerie blue ice crystals, shot forth. Unlike the fiery light of the ruler-shaped blade, this blade of light emanated an eerie chill, fiercely meeting the purplish-red ruler-shaped blade head-on!
boom--
The two slashes collided in mid-air, creating another violent explosion. However, this time it wasn't a shockwave, but a collision of battle qi energy!
Before the energy storm had completely subsided, a dark figure shot out like an arrow, ignoring the remaining battle qi energy at the core of the explosion, and pounced on Xiao Yan.
The moment Ling Fengzhui appeared before Xiao Yan, his five fingers were bent, thick, ink-like black shadows swirling around their tips, emanating a chilling aura. He viciously clawed down at Xiao Yan's face. The speed was so fast that it brought with it a piercing whistling sound!
Shadow Claw!
Ling Fengzhui's movements were swift and ruthless, but Xiao Yan still managed to catch him in advance. As Mo Ying passed through the center of the explosion, Xiao Yan had already formed a light seal with his hand seals and released it without being left behind.
Ancient Emperor's Seal!
The light seal and the ghost claw were about to collide with Xiao Yan and Ling Fengzhui less than three feet away!
Before the attacks from both sides even collided, Mo Ying instantly separated from Ling Fengzhui's back like a living thing, splitting off into two parts!
He appeared from another direction like lightning behind Xiao Yan, wielding a sharp blade formed from pure shadow, and thrust it towards Xiao Yan's back.
A figure of lightning appeared, none other than the Three Thousand Lightning Illusions!
A lightning phantom, identical to Xiao Yan, protected Xiao Yan from behind, its lightning surging as it relentlessly bombarded the dark figure.
The two sides collided simultaneously, with lightning snakes churning behind them. As the two figures clashed, both arms of the Thunder Illusion were directly shattered. Xiao Yan's brows twitched briefly, clearly indicating that the Three Thousand Thunder Illusions had fallen into a disadvantageous position in the previous collision, and Xiao Yan quickly withdrew them.
Clearly, Ling Fengzhui's clone is far more powerful than Xiao Yan's Three Thousand Thunder Illusion Body, which is at the peak of the Earth Rank.
The light imprint and the claw collided, and the violent energy forced Xiao Yan back several steps. At this moment, Mo Ying had already condensed another sharp blade, which slashed horizontally towards Xiao Yan's waist and abdomen, and at the same time, a soul vortex appeared out of thin air.
Soul Flow Black Vortex!
The powerful attraction of this soul skill pulled the shadowy figure, causing its thrusting blade to narrowly miss Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan's soul power surged, a boundless surge of soul energy erupting, attempting to drag the shadowy figure into the soul vortex, but an even more ferocious strike arrived!
"Sword Tide Shatters the Shadows!"
This time, it wasn't just dozens of blade beams, but hundreds or even thousands!
Dense flashes of sword light instantly filled every corner of Xiao Yan's vision. These sword lights were no longer single trajectories, but layered upon each other, one after another, just like a real sea of sword waves.