Chapter 70

Bai Bai Yifei’s expression was grave.

Watching the gale carrying the raging flames approach, he wielded his twin swords, pushing his Cold Art to the limit, until a layer of white frost covered his clothes, hair tips, and brows.

The cold air turned into substance, spreading forward along with his twin swords.

He intended to freeze the flames.

If he were facing Yan Yan Lingji, he could indeed do this; although fire can dissolve ice, if the gap in the practitioners' strength is too large, ice can also freeze fire.

But he was facing Su Xuan.

The flames condensed by the Flame-Spitting Technique were not ordinary fire, but flames condensed by Su Xuan using magic power; in terms of quality alone, they were incomparably stronger than ordinary fire.

After using the Flame-Spitting Technique, Su Xuan also used the Wind-Borrowing Technique, borrowing a gale to fuel the fire’s momentum, and finally, using sword art to drive the flames toward Bai Bai Yifei.

The cold ice sword qi that Bai Bai Yifei swung with his twin swords dissolved the moment it touched the flames, and then the flames continued unabated, reaching Bai Bai Yifei.

Bai Bai Yifei could only exhaust himself channeling his Cold Art, and substantial ice walls appeared one after another in front of him.

What did an innate expert who could project internal energy count for in front of such methods?

In the distance, Wei Zhuang, Zinu, and the others watched this scene, all of them looking solemn.

When Quicksand was founded, they had regarded Ji Ji Wuye as their hypothetical enemy; the Emerald Tiger, who had been designed to death by Su Xuan, could be excluded, and the other great fierce generals of the Night, as well as Ji Ji Wuye behind them, were all enemies in their plans.

They did know that Bai Bai Yifei, the head of the Night’s fierce generals, was incredibly powerful.

But Wei Zhuang was fearless; no matter how strong Bai Bai Yifei was, he was confident that he would be the final victor.

This was the pride of a Ghost Valley disciple.

Until he saw the thick ice wall condensed by Bai Bai Yifei’s internal energy, Wei Zhuang realized he was wrong.

A Grandmaster-level expert could project internal energy to condense a three-foot qi wall, sufficient to block a volley of heavy crossbows. Bai Bai Yifei’s ice wall was over three feet thick; although it was condensed using the Cold Art and had some advantages, just the fact that Bai Bai Yifei could do this meant he was at least a Grandmaster-level expert, and perhaps he had walked very far on the Grandmaster path, possibly even approaching the Great Grandmaster realm.

With such strength, he currently had no chance of winning against him.

Immediately after, Wei Zhuang felt a strong fighting spirit.

The Blood-Clad Marquis Bai Bai Yifei was indeed extraordinary; only such a person was worthy of being his opponent.

His gaze then fell on Su Xuan.

"Can you defeat Bai Bai Yifei?"

Admittedly, Su Xuan had previously displayed an extremely exquisite sword-wielding technique, slaughtering hundreds of Baijia Army soldiers, but the Baijia Army were not experts after all; although they were elites, it was not difficult for a true expert to kill them—the only difficulty was killing hundreds of them all at once.

Although Su Xuan had successfully killed those hundreds, Wei Zhuang did not believe Su Xuan had no consumption at all.

When experts fight, the difference of a hair can determine victory or defeat.

Could Su Xuan break through Bai Bai Yifei’s defense while under significant consumption?

Wei Zhuang soon had his answer.

The ice wall condensed by Bai Bai Yifei with all his might did indeed block the raging flames for an instant, but it was only for an instant.

Under the high temperature of the flames, the ice wall dissolved rapidly.

By the time the three-foot ice wall had completely dissolved, although the flames had also been consumed quite a bit, a large mass still remained.

Bai Bai Yifei’s pupils contracted slightly, realizing the power of the flames, and he immediately pulled back, intending to dodge it with exquisite movement techniques.

Su Xuan’s figure also swayed.

The gale swirled around his body, making his movement technique incredibly swift; in the blink of an eye, he arrived beside Bai Bai Yifei, and the Shark Tooth in his hand slashed out casually.

Bai Bai Yifei was dodging the flames while not ignoring Su Xuan at his side.

He also swung his sword to counterattack.

Under the blessing of the "Great Strength" technique, this seemingly ordinary sword strike from Su Xuan possessed the force of a thousand jun.

The two swords touched.

Bai Bai Yifei’s arm instantly went numb, the white sword in his hand flew out of his grip, and his entire arm could not help but lose strength.

His expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly slashed out with the red sword in his other hand.

Su Xuan’s expression was calm, and he still swung the Shark Tooth.

The red sword was also knocked away.

Bai Bai Yifei’s other arm also fell into a state of paralysis.

The shock in Bai Bai Yifei’s heart was beyond words; he immediately pulled back, layers of cold mist appearing before him and spreading toward Su Xuan, intending to hinder Su Xuan’s figure and movements.

He unleashed his spell, intending to buy himself some time; when the numbness in his arms faded, it would be time for his counterattack.

He truly had not expected Su Xuan’s strength to be so great, even more powerful than the innate divine strength of Wushuang Gui.

If there were a next time, he would definitely not choose to engage in close-quarters combat with Su Xuan.

"Forbidden!"

While Bai Bai Yifei was thinking this, Su Xuan spoke, and with the word "Forbidden," all the cold mist permeating the air stopped; then, an invisible force contracted and enveloped Bai Bai Yifei, who felt the flow of internal energy within his body also become sluggish.

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His power was being restrained by an invisible force.

The "Qi-Forbidden" technique was truly too useful against these practitioners who relied on the power of heaven and earth.

"You!"

Bai Bai Yifei looked at Su Xuan’s face, which was close at hand, and was about to say something.

Su Xuan thrust the Shark Tooth in his hand, and the ferocious great sword instantly pierced through Bai Bai Yifei’s chest, stabbing through his heart.

Blood gushed out, making the color of the red clothes on his body even more vivid.

"You what you?"

Su Xuan’s voice rang out, "I said, you had better get enough of being surprised, because you are about to die!"

The long sword was pulled out, and another burst of blood gushed out.

Bai Bai Yifei felt his life slipping away, felt the arrival of death; thoughts of unwillingness filled his heart, filled his mind, filled his cheeks, and finally, with an expression of disbelief, his body fell to the ground, and he died.

His eyes remained wide open from beginning to end, truly dying with his eyes wide open.

At both ends of the corridor.

Han Fei, Wei Zhuang, Zinu, and Yan Yan Lingji stood at one end, while Master Tian Ze, who was lying on the ground, and Princess Honglian, who was standing at the entrance of the death row, stood at the other.

They watched as Su Xuan killed the Blood-Clad Marquis Bai Bai Yifei with ease.

Everyone’s expression became complex at the same time.

Bai Bai Yifei’s status was not ordinary; regardless of how they felt about Bai Bai Yifei before, watching him die with their own eyes still left them with many emotions.

— Author's Notes —

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