Free Web NovelChapter 1690: Chapter 1302: The Old Turtle Emerges! Rippling Waves
Enveloped within were the two of the Purple Robe Scripture King, both feeling their bodies turn icy cold in an instant, the chill penetrating to the bone, weakening their power, even making the faint golden Saber Qi seem instantly coated in a layer of deathly gray.
The strong burst of demonic energy being released immediately stimulated the demonic energy within the First Evil Emperor, causing it to erupt completely.
Suddenly, with a wild howl, no longer able to restrain himself, his face turned into black and white, his legs moved, and terrifying Saber Qi was sent out from his legs in the blink of an eye, directly cleaving into the black fog.
"Clang clang!!——"
A dense sound of collisions and explosions burst out from the black fog.
Demon Lord Bai Suzhen’s hands moved quickly in the black fog, turning from pale white suddenly to a deathly black coming from hell.
Where her shadow passed, the ground began to darken and crack with a "click" sound.
In the blink of an eye, the Demon Lord engaged in combat with the three, one against three, their powerful Qi Force in the blink of an eye causing a huge explosion "bang boom" on the ice surface of the plaza!
Chunks of solid ice were forced to explode, shattering into ice shards!
Such ferocious combat power immediately stunned Ghost Fire and the other four Heavenly Gate Players, while the rest, the emotionaless Divine Beasts, remained expressionless.
Jiang Dali frowned as he looked at Wu Ming, who still had his eyes closed, then at the Ice Hall, still with no movement, suddenly drawing the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber in his hand, coldly shouting, "Shakyamuni, come out and meet your death quickly?"
The originally calm Ice Hall suddenly echoed with Shakyamuni’s seemingly mocking and inscrutable laughter, "Little child, your skill is not great, but your tone is not small. If you are rushing to your death, then come in and die by yourself!"
Wu Ming suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp gleam shooting through them, he said in a deep voice, "He is wounded, healing!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Dali let out a long laugh, "Shakyamuni, since you are unwilling to come out, this village chief will kill all your betraying dogs, then come find you, and see who else in the Martial World will side with you in the future!"
As soon as he spoke, he stepped forward boldly, lifting the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber over his head, a powerful killing aura surged forward, causing Ghost Fire and numerous Divine Beasts to turn pale instantly.
One slash came wildly, fiery red light flashed.
The emotionless Divine Beasts, not knowing fear, roared and stepped out with firm steps, each wielding their weapons to block the fierce Saber Qi from Jiang Dali’s wild slash.
A thunderous explosion "clang ka" resounded.
In the first batch, five Divine Beasts were knocked back amidst flying blood.
Jiang Dali’s slash was full of fierce Essence Qi, coupled with a terrifying strength unmatched in the Martial World; those hit could hardly survive, the saber skill extremely fierce, those not dying under the blade would have their bones crushed by the tremendous force, bleeding from the seven orifices to death.
The second wave of Divine Beasts had not yet reached him, Jiang Dali’s movement changed again, the blade of the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber slashed out a fiery Saber Qi like a dragon, several Divine Beasts felt a scorching heat on their bodies or necks, before their blood even spurted out, they were scorched black, becoming incomplete bodies flung away.
If gods block, kill gods!
If Buddhas block, kill Buddhas!
This group of Divine Beasts, who had recently scared many small and medium sects into retreat, were like clay chickens and pottery dogs in Jiang Dali’s hands, easily slaughtered like chopping vegetables.
Blood splattered on the ground.
Ghost Fire and the other four Heavenly Gate Cultivators were terrified out of their wits, desperately using their movement techniques to dodge within the fierce, fearsome Saber Qi, their hearts sinking like stones plunging into the sea, continuously falling, watching in horror at the imposing, mountain-like silhouette filled with oppressive pressure within the red Saber Qi.
At this moment, truly standing against the Black Wind Village Chief, they felt an extremely strong sense of oppression and fear.
The ridiculous thing was, before this, they thought even if they encountered the Black Wind Village Chief after breaking into the Heavenly Human Realm, they should be able to exchange a few moves.
Looking at the situation now, this fearsome Big Boss could cut them to shreds with a single slash, unless they split into four different directions to flee.
But given the length of the opponent’s Saber Qi, it seemed he only needed one horizontal slash to kill all four of them simultaneously, unless one of them could run fifty meters away before the Saber Qi sweep finished.
No solution!
In the face of absolute power, all struggles seem so laughable.
But at this moment... what terrified them the most was not the Black Wind Village Chief’s massacre but why Shakyamuni hadn’t come out to stop it? If he wasn’t stopping it, then wasn’t the carefully deployed defense lineup just a joke, had they all become sacrificial lambs...
They were completely unaware that the only reason they were still alive was a deliberate act by Jiang Dali. The Saber Qi he unleashed seemed open and wide but was actually manipulating the Qi Mechanism so that if Ghost Fire and a few others got within a yard of him, they’d be dragged aside, keeping them alive with difficulty.
Moreover, Jiang Dali left these four players alive with the intent to let them be defeated by Ping Shengaoqi and others, not even worthy to die by his hand.
"Enough!!!"
Almost as more than half of the scores of Divine Beasts were dead or injured, a cold shout suddenly accompanied by astonishing cold energy instantly surged from the Ice Hall.
Shakyamuni finally could not resist making a move!
The chilling energy condensed beside Jiang Dali like a mountain torrent erupting, forming an ice-cold, crystalline palm of ice, striking fiercely!
Dry Ice Palm!
"The old turtle finally comes out of his shell!"
Jiang Dali grinned, one foot grounded, the other moved, his saber suddenly shifting direction, the fiery Fiery Blade Qi clashing instantly with the incoming ice palm.
Boom!——!
Ice palm and Saber Qi shattered simultaneously.
The cold air spread, blooming radiant silver flowers, ice debris melted slowly in mid-air, forming ice spikes, lengthening, growing, gleaming like swords, suddenly moving, like a furious storm, suddenly bursting, swiftly stabbing towards Jiang Dali’s whole body like lightning.
Ten Thousand Blades Piercing Cloud!
"So fast!"
Jiang Dali only felt the ice palm explode, an instant later, countless specks of frosty Sword Qi stabbed assassins, the chilling sensation seemingly freezing his mind, slowing his reactions.
In that split second of life and death, he shouted fiercely, and the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber thrust into the ground, a mighty burning Saber Qi surged out along with the rapidly expanding Protective Aura Shield outside his body, forming instantly...
Like a giant blooming Red Flame Fireworks, violently crashing against the piercing Sword Qi.
Boom!——!
Like rippling wave Gang Wind exploded on the spot, the fierce Saber Qi and Sword Qi intertwined into a web-like spread, churning the air like a boiling muddy water, tearing the ground into gullies.
"Sword!"
At this moment, Wu Ming formed a sword with his fingers, closing his eyes.
Instantly, the wind and chaotic Qi Force seemed to come to a halt, relying on an extraordinary Sword Heart and Heavenly Sword Intent, locking onto a position like lightning.
With a sharp gleam flashing in his eyes as he abruptly opened them, his sword finger lifted, sword light flickering.
Thrusting out, turning swiftly, sword light sharp as it followed his movements, sword and body in harmony, the sword light like a flying rainbow of electricity, piercing through the chaotic Qi Force, stabbing into the air where there was nothing.
Clang!!——
Ice shattered suddenly.
This air was actually a mirror-like ice surface, at the moment of being pierced by Wu Ming’s sword finger, cracks appeared as it shattered, and behind the ice surface, wearing a Mystic Ice Mask, Shakyamuni’s figure appeared...
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