Chapter 190: Fierce Battle!
Two figures dressed in black robes were rushing from the mountain road stone steps, the corners of their robes fluttering in the night wind, their hoods pressed extremely low, hiding their faces completely in the shadows, only vaguely able to glimpse two pairs of eyes glowing with scarlet light flickering in the darkness.
Their black robes were stained with large patches of bright red blood, and the undried blood dripped down the corners of the robes onto the blue stone steps, blooming into shocking dark red blood flowers under the bleak moonlight.
That was the blood left by the inner sect disciples they killed casually while climbing the peak.
From the mountainside to the peak, there were no less than ten corpses lying along the way.
"You—"
Elder Li's eyes were red, and his angry shout stopped abruptly before it could even come out.
That killing intent was formless yet had substance, penetrating through robes, seeping into skin, and going straight into the bone marrow; everyone felt as if their bodies had been immersed in a ten-thousand-year ice pool in an instant, their limbs and bones stiff as if they no longer belonged to themselves.
What was even more terrifying was that the True Qi that was originally surging in their dantian was also eroded by this killing intent, becoming dull and stagnant; every time they tried to mobilize it, it was like wading through a quagmire, ten times more strenuous.
Zheng Feng gritted his teeth, the veins on his temples bulging, wanting to forcibly mobilize his True Qi to break through this restraint, but the killing intent was like a maggot on the bone; just as it broke through a tiny gap, it closed again.
"Not good... this is the Qisha Sect's killing intent method!"
Elder Wang squeezed a few words out from between his teeth with a ferocious face, his voice trembling from extreme effort.
They had all heard that the Qisha Sect demons could use killing intent, their methods strange and unpredictable; martial artists of the same realm often lost three points before even fighting them.
But hearing was hearing; when this killing intent truly descended upon them, they finally understood how astonishing this method was.
Wen Yuelao bit her lower lip tightly, her bright eyes full of unwillingness and anger, but her body was trembling uncontrollably, her knees as heavy as if they had been filled with lead.
Just at the moment when everyone was about to be completely crushed by that killing intent—
"Those who trespass on my Tianyang Peak, die!!!"
A cold shout like a thunderclap exploded suddenly, like a muffled thunder splitting the clouds on a winter night, shaking the air at the peak of the mountain.
That extremely Yin and cold killing intent that enveloped everyone was actually torn open by a similarly cold and sharp aura in this cold shout, and then dissipated from everyone like a receding tide.
Everyone felt the invisible mountain pressing on them suddenly lighten, their stiff limbs regained sensation, and the stagnant True Qi in their dantian began to flow again.
Immediately after, a thin figure swept past everyone like wind and electricity, the sound of clothes breaking through the air making a sharp whistle, heading straight towards the two black-robed people.
It was none other than Jiang Ye.
"Oh? To think you can break free from our killing intent?"
The slightly taller black-robed person's footsteps stalled slightly, a flash of unexpected surprise in the scarlet eyes under the hood.
This thin old man who looked unremarkable not only was unaffected by the killing intent but could also release the killing intent on others together.
He looked coldly at Jiang Ye who was rushing towards him, and said coldly to his companion beside him:
"To be able to break our killing intent, this person has some methods. It seems he is that acting peak master. I will hold him off first, you finish off those Embracing the Pill Realm trash, and then we will join forces to deal with him."
"Good."
The short black-robed person responded in a deep voice, and the two figures suddenly separated.
The tall black-robed person faced Jiang Ye head-on, his water-blue True Qi mixed with evil killing intent surging out.
The short black-robed person was like a poisonous snake sneaking into the water, silently bypassing Jiang Ye from the flank, rushing straight towards the group of Embracing the Pill Realm martial artists who had just broken free from the killing intent suppression behind him.
A cold light flashed in Jiang Ye's eyes.
He did not turn his head to look at the short black-robed person who bypassed him.
His figure did not stop, and a flash brought him to the front of the tall black-robed person.
His right fist blasted out suddenly—Tiger Form!
Red-gold True Qi swirled and surged on the fist peak, instantly condensing into a fierce tiger phantom roaring with its head held high, the tiger head held high, fangs exposed, every tiger whisker condensed by True Qi leaving burning traces in the night sky.
There was even a faint tiger roar exploding in the void, shaking the surrounding air slightly.
He had almost no reservations with this punch, pushing the Great Sun Heavenly Flame True Qi to the extreme.
"Sure enough, it's the same as what Lord Tanlang said, this person is Fire-type True Qi. Water overcomes fire, it happens to be restrained by me."
The tall black-robed person's mouth curled into a cold smile.
He raised his hand to condense deep blue Water-type True Qi, the True Qi surging in his palm and mixing in a strand of extremely evil killing intent, the two forces of blue and black intertwining and turning into a dark blue water shield half a zhang in radius, colliding with Jiang Ye's Tiger Form punch.
Boom—!!!
A muffled thunder-like loud noise exploded at the peak.
The red-gold and dark blue lights collided fiercely, the blue stone ground at the center instantly cracked and collapsed, the violent air waves carrying gravel and scorching water vapor sweeping in all directions.
The confident arc at the corner of the tall black-robed person's mouth suddenly stiffened.
He clearly felt his dark blue water shield tremble violently the moment it touched the opponent's fist Qi.
The surface of the water shield was burned with fine cracks by that domineering red-gold True Qi.
Water overcomes fire; this was originally the most basic principle of generation and restriction in the world, but this Fire-type True Qi in front of him seemed to completely ignore this rule.
It was too refined, too scorching, too domineering.
It felt like compressing all the magma of an entire volcano into the square inch of the fist peak, so that when his water Qi mixed with killing intent collided with it, it wasn't the fire being extinguished by the water, but the water being steamed into nothingness by that extreme high temperature before it even touched the fire.
"What kind of Qi cultivation method formed this fire Qi, to be so domineering and scorching..."
A flash of unbelievable horror flashed in the tall black-robed person's eyes.
The deep blue water Qi around his body kept layering and thickening, wanting to win by quantity and suppress the opponent's fire Qi.
But that red-gold Tiger Form punch was like a hot knife through butter, crushing his water Qi defense line inch by inch, the scorching air waves even penetrating the True Qi barrier, making his palms ache faintly.
He could clearly feel that if they continued to stalemate like this, his water Qi would sooner or later be completely pierced by this fire Qi.
And while the two were fighting endlessly, Jiang Ye's peripheral vision swept quickly behind him.
The five Embracing the Pill Realm martial artists joined forces to fight the short black-robed person, Qin Lie at the forefront, fire light surging around his body, taking on most of the opponent's offensive.
Zheng Feng and Wen Yuelao flanked from left and right, their cooperation still considered tacit.
Elder Wang and Elder Li provided support from the rear, occasionally seizing gaps to make a move.
With the five of them joining forces, they were not immediately broken.
But that short black-robed person was a Divine Qi Realm martial artist after all.
His strength was clearly a cut above them, his figure drifting like a ghost, every dodge perfectly making the few people's joint attacks miss, and from time to time he would reach out with a palm, the True Qi forcing the few people to retreat in embarrassment for several steps.
Among these five, Wen Yuelao had the shallowest foundation.
After only a few exchanges, she was already in danger, and several times if it weren't for Qin Lie timely blocking in front, that short black-robed person would have already succeeded.
Must end the battle quickly! ===== CHAPTER 191 =====
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