Chapter 1139

As soon as Dong Rui saw him, he said to He He Lingchuan through the Eyeball Spider: "Jin Bai came alone, what should we do?" He He Lingchuan's possession of 'yuan' power could not be known by outsiders. Fortunately, the pass was still some distance from He He Lingchuan and Nangong Yan and the others, not within the Yin Tornado's coverage. Looking over from here, the valley was filled with swirling wind and sand, and visibility was extremely poor. Even Dong Rui could only see shadows, unable to distinguish who was who.

So He He Lingchuan's reply came immediately: "Lure him away!"

Over there, the Golden-Armored Copper General turned and missed two Feather Guards. Dong Rui pointed at the fish that slipped through the net and said loudly to Jin Bai: "Commander Jin, I'll leave it to you!"

Jin Bai came full of rage, and seeing those two had already rushed out of the valley, he immediately chased after them with his blade, without a second thought.

And the battle in the valley had to be resolved quickly.

He He Lingchuan's gaze shifted slightly, dodging a joint attack from the Golden Feather Guards, and he suddenly flicked his blade into the void.

This action made others look on in confusion, but Nangong Yan's face changed drastically, and he blurted out:

"How is this possible!"

There was a faint gray line there, not even thicker than a human hair, even more inconspicuous in the noisy storm, yet He He Lingchuan had severed it! Once the gray line broke, the Golden Feather Guards' attacks stopped immediately; they even took two steps back, looking blank, as if they didn't know what had happened.

The red light in their eyes also disappeared at the same time.

How could He He Lingchuan let such a good opportunity pass? He slit a throat with one blade, severing both the blood vessel and windpipe, with half the neck being cut off.

Blood splattered three feet away, nearly spraying onto Nangong Yan's face.

Just as another Golden Feather Guard rushed close, He He Lingchuan kicked the corpse toward him; as the Golden Feather Guard dodged, the Floating Life Blade reached out and hooked lightly three feet in front of his waist.

Another gray line broke silently.

This person was indeed stunned and stopped, as if waking from a big dream, and was approached from behind by He He Lingchuan, the blade piercing from the back of the skull and out the front of the neck; the blood spray was lifted by the gale, and the stench filled the air.

Next, He He Lingchuan severed five more gray lines in one breath, beheading five Golden Feather Guards in succession.

The movements were fluid, as if the Golden Feather Guards were deliberately leaning toward him, with no more than two blades for each. The most merciful time He He Lingchuan had was reaching out and snapping someone's neck.

Although it was a slaughter, there was a cruel and clean beauty to it.

Sand and stones were flying all around, and it wasn't easy to observe while fighting. But He He Lingchuan finally saw clearly that these faint gray lines connected the gray shadow behind Nangong Yan directly to the Golden Feather Guards.

No, to be precise, it was the spirit behind Nangong Yan controlling the Golden Feather Guards, making them coordinated in advance and retreat, and integrated in offense and defense.

This was like a puppet show, only the gray shadow's skill was exceptionally high, and it didn't know what method it had used to make the Golden Feather Guards' strength far exceed that of ordinary people.

Nangong Yan had relied on this skill to roam the Bo Nation, having eliminated countless opponents for the King of Bo, and now he rarely had any rivals in the entire Xun City.

It was a pity that his luck was bad, and he had kicked an iron plate today.

The gray shadow behind him couldn't be seen by others, except for He He Lingchuan.

But these lines were also flickering and fleeting; He He Lingchuan had observed for a good while before calculating the time they appeared.

What terrified Nangong Yan was that He He Lingchuan could not only see the gray lines but could even sever them easily with a flick of his blade!

That was something without shadow or trace, hard for the naked eye to see! Even he himself could only see it when the gray shadow was attached to him.

The level of both sides was clear at a glance.

He didn't dare to be arrogant anymore and immediately shouted: "Heavenly Venerable, help me!"

If this continued, the Golden Feather Guards would be gone, and he himself would be gone too.

While He He Lingchuan was watching the gray shadow, the other party was also staring fiercely at him, suddenly letting out an angry howl.

This sound was exceptionally harsh, no different from ghosts wailing and wolves howling; He He Lingchuan couldn't help but frown, really wanting to reach out and cover his ears.

The gray shadow seemed to make a gesture, and the footsteps of dozens of Feather Guards on the periphery suddenly slowed down; several red threads drifted out from their seven orifices and flew with the wind onto Nangong Yan, disappearing in an instant.

These Feather Guards had been full of vigor a second ago, but after the red threads were extracted, they couldn't even walk two steps before they withered to the ground, either dying on the spot or gasping for breath, their bodies shrinking by a large circle.

Their entire spirit and blood had been extracted and injected into their leader.

The Soul-Sucking mirror called out: "Blood bead extraction! Besides the 'Ba', there's actually something else that knows this supernatural power!"

The 'Ba' could eat people to benefit itself, and that was the skill it relied on.

These Feather Guards usually followed Nangong Yan, acting arrogantly in Xun City; how could they have imagined that one day they would become their superior's meal? The gray shadow had also discovered that they couldn't pose much of a threat to He He Lingchuan, so it might as well contribute its last bit of use.

However, He He Lingchuan had been holding back, waiting for this opportunity. As soon as the gray shadow finished casting the spell, he stepped forward and suddenly disappeared from his original spot.

The blades of the two Golden Feather Guards behind him immediately missed.

Not good! The gray shadow was also alert, interrupting the spell and lunging forward, intending to drill into Nangong Yan's seven orifices.

Sure enough, He He Lingchuan appeared behind it in the next instant and delivered a blade strike with full 'qi' and spirit, slicing it and Nangong Yan in half at the waist! This gray shadow seemed to have quite a few tricks up its sleeve, and He He Lingchuan didn't want to let the night grow long and dreams increase; this 'Falcon Strike' was truly like a sparrow hawk catching a bird, ruthless and swift, and the blade 'gang' surged by five feet, even causing the whistling wind to pause.

Dong Rui, outside the storm circle, happened to look back, thinking that severe thunder had sparked within the Yin Tornado, and silver lightning could be seen from afar.

Nangong Yan was also controlled by the gray shadow and managed to turn his body halfway, waving his mace to block.

The blood beads, which had gathered the essence of over a dozen Feather Guards, had just been received into his body and hadn't fully taken effect yet, but his strength had increased two or three times first.

However, it was useless.

Nangong Yan turned his head and saw a bright blade light like a thunderbolt reflected in his pupils; the heavy mace in his hand was knocked away.

The opponent's strength was simply like a wild elephant! And then, the blade light swept across his abdomen, from entry to exit, without staining a single blood bead.

Nangong Yan only felt a chill at his waist, his strength drained away, and he suddenly couldn't stand.

The gray shadow behind him couldn't attach itself anymore and let out a painful shriek—He He Lingchuan's blade had also swept across it, and with the 'Break Void' ability of the Floating Life Blade, it easily sliced it in two at the waist.

The lower half turned into smoke and dissipated, while the upper half shook off Nangong Yan and tried to drill into the wind to escape.

Where did it know He He Lingchuan would casually grab the Divine Bone necklace and send it forward—

A black hole appeared in the center of the necklace, and it began to suck inward with a 'whoosh'.

No matter how strong the Yin Tornado's wind force was, it couldn't compare to it, and the gray shadow had just been heavily wounded by the Floating Life Blade, its injuries no lighter than Nangong Yan's; how could it have any ability to resist?

It struggled against the suction to escape outward, but how could a small, thin arm win against a thigh? It was still pulled closer by the Divine Bone necklace, one step after another, quickly.

The harder it tried, the more desperate it became.

When He He Lingchuan fought Nangong Yan, the necklace had been heating up. It had been hungry for several months, and this meal was ravenous.

From today on, we're back to two updates a day~~

(End of chapter)