Free Web NovelChapter 1177: Chapter 1177: Kun Yun’s Methods
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Lin Tian let out a long sigh, Middle Stage of Golden Elixir. This was far beyond his expectations; it seemed today’s events wouldn’t end peacefully after all.
In reality, Wang Sicong’s strength was indeed at the Middle Stage of Golden Elixir. But this strength came suddenly, adding up to only about half a month’s time, no matter how proficiently he adapted, he couldn’t fully exert it. At most, it was just Early Stage Golden Elixir.
Xu Xianrong also grew increasingly vigilant, looking around, she shouted, "The cowards hiding around, are you going to keep hiding? If you have the guts, step out!"
No one responded to her; everything around was so quiet, as if there were only the three of them in the world, disturbingly quiet.
"Playing tricks with ghosts!"
Xu Xianrong snorted lightly, her Thousand Cyan Threads waved again in her hand, gathering Sword Intent, slashing towards the rooftop of the factory on the left.
Bang!
With a loud bang, Sword Qi directly cleaved the eaves, creating a huge gap, stones and mud splattering.
"Haha, your mastery of Thousand Cyan Sword Intent is truly impressive, old Mister admires it."
A raspy voice tore through the silence, and a person gracefully jumped down from the eaves, like a spiraling eagle returning to its nest.
Lin Tian recognized this old man, an old acquaintance indeed.
"Kun Yun, didn’t expect you to dare pursue to Kanyue City." Xu Xianrong coldly snorted with disdain, holding a longsword, "Your tendons were severed, are you planning to have your leg tendons cut this time?"
Xu Xianrong’s tone was calm, almost as if she were asking a neighbor uncle whether he’d had lunch.
But Kun Yun was no neighbor uncle; he was Xu Xianrong’s enemy!
The sight of a foe made one’s eyes blaze, let alone this damned woman deliberately picking at his scars!
Kun Yun was so enraged he almost jumped and cursed, but he ultimately held it in, just laughing, "Gathering you two together and luring you here was not easy. But later, when I have you on the bed, stripped clean, we’ll see if you’re still so sharp-tongued!"
"Mr. Kun, wasn’t it agreed that you’d leave this woman to me?" Wang Sicong raised an eyebrow, already regarding Xu Xianrong as his woman.
"Kid, it was agreed before that Lin Tian belongs to you, and the Xu Family girl to me. Are you trying to back out?"
"Hehe, I suggest we both enjoy her together instead. Tsk, tsk, seems she’s still a maiden." Wang Sicong said carelessly, his expression and gaze indescribably lewd.
"Hahaha, I agree!"
Upon hearing the vulgar conversation between these two, Xu Xianrong’s face was full of killing intent, wishing to behead these two right now!
Just then, footsteps suddenly sounded behind them, each step slow and deliberate.
Lin Tian turned back, and upon seeing the person, he smiled. Just as I expected.
Wang Sijing.
Now, all three were present.
"Let’s take them on together!" Xu Xianrong shouted, not considering these three worthless people worth her attention.
Lin Tian also drew the Black Dragon Dagger from his waist, gripping it tightly in his hand. Simultaneously, he adjusted his breath in secret, readying himself for the best condition. Although he couldn’t compare to before, he could still handle a fight with Wang Sijing.
But unexpectedly, none of the three advanced; they still wore those loathsome smiles on their faces, appearing relaxed.
"Hehe, do you take old Mister for a three-year-old? To clash head-on with you?" Kun Yun said smugly, "Observe carefully, see if there’s anything different around you."
Lin Tian’s heart tightened, recalling his experience at the Xu Family Stream, if such an event happened again, it would really be distressing.
Upon Xu Xianrong’s careful perception, she didn’t find anything amiss around, except...the particular silence.
This was a steel mill, already shut down, silence should be normal, yet why did it feel so awkward now?
"Tsk, tsk, haven’t you noticed? How boring." Kun Yun smacked his lips twice, "On both sides of the road, those wilting grasses, have you noticed them?"
Upon hearing this, the two then turned to look.
Indeed, on both sides of the road, a small section apart sat willow trees, beneath the willows there were many small grasses, albeit their color seemed unhealthy, withering yellow like they were about to wilt in winter.
But before, who would have noticed these?
"Quick! Hold your breath! Replace oxygen with Spiritual Qi!" Lin Tian’s face changed dramatically, he said to Xu Xianrong beside him.
This reminded Lin Tian of the roses sold by the little girl, and the powders of insect corpses hidden in Bai Shishi’s garden’s flowers.
Lin Tian’s blood reverse-flowed precisely because of those strange things!
If Xu Xianrong got hit, then today would indeed end disastrously here!
Actually, without Lin Tian reminding her, Xu Xianrong had already realized it, after all, she was the one who discovered these things last night.
"Hehe, is holding your breath effective? We’ve been talking to you for so long, you must have absorbed quite a bit. Even without breathing now, you need to absorb Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, some corpse powder will enter your pores with the Spiritual Qi, isn’t the effect the same?"
Kun Yun laughed proudly, "Old Mister’s strength doesn’t match yours, to this day I haven’t formed a Golden Core. However, when it comes to these sinister and nasty tricks, you aren’t my opponents!"
"Make it quick!" Xu Xianrong had no time for nonsense, she strapped her Thousand Cyan Threads to her back, swiftly flying out with a flash-like silhouette. As she rushed to the old demon Kun Yun, the Thousand Cyan Threads in her hand twisted, then swung to the front. Countless green sword shadows stabbed out in brilliant sword flowers, each aimed at Kun Yun’s vitals.
This was truly the swordsmanship of sealing throats with blood!
But, was it really going to be that simple?
When Xu Xianrong stabbed out the sword flowers, she could feel the Spiritual Qi in her Sea of Qi becoming intermittent, not continuous at all, causing her speed and Sword Intent to drop several levels.
One after another, the sword flowers pierced into Kun Yun’s body, yet not a single drop of blood emerged; it was only an afterimage.
But suddenly the sword flowers Xu Xianrong stabbed out vanished out of thin air! As if blown away by the wind, they disappeared!
How could this be? The afterimage was just a shadow, how could it swallow all the sword flowers?
Xu Xianrong stared dumbfounded, without time to think too much, all she wanted was to kill Kun Yun; dragging this out would only harm them!
But at this moment, a mountain-like figure appeared like a ghost in front of her.
It was Wang Sicong!
Wang Sicong let out an angry roar, raised his fist, red like a burning ember, and swung it down ferociously.
