Chapter 297: Shi Feixuan, Bi Xiuxin, You Are Only Worthy of Being Cauldrons
Such a perilous situation, life and death hang by a single instant!
That terrifying sword qi, hundreds of zhang long, dazzling and brilliant, as if capable of splitting the entire sky in two!
Carrying the supreme sword intent of the Sword God Li Chungang—overbearing beyond compare, indestructible, a single sword that once opened the Heavenly Gate!
Like a divine punishment descending from the nine heavens, it slashed swiftly toward Ning Chuan's vital point at his back!
Its speed had already surpassed sound, surpassed thought!
Wherever it passed, space itself seemed torn apart by its peerless sharpness, leaving behind a pitch-black, terrifying rift that would not heal for a long time!
Following closely behind were the two supreme successors of Cihang Jingzhai, Shi Feixuan and Bi Xiuxin, the sword light of the Cihang Sword Scripture, filled with holy and purifying power!
They had merged their cultivation base and spirit entirely into this single strike; the sword light transformed into two white phoenixes dancing gracefully, raising their necks to cry out, carrying a resolute intent to judge evil and purify all, coming from both left and right sides at an extremely mysterious angle to seal off all of Ning Chuan's evasion space!
Three fatal attacks, from three different directions, in a posture that sealed off all retreat and aimed to completely slay him, completely enveloped Ning Chuan's massive dragon-serpent body!
This was a strike of certain death!
This was a shocking killing formation capable of making any Earthly Immortal despair!
At this critical moment, where life and death hung by a thread!
The crowd watching from the shore of Taohuadao were all terrified, their hearts and spirits shattered, their faces turning pale with shock!
Their hearts seemed to be tightly gripped by an invisible giant hand at this very moment, even their breathing stopped!
"Brother Chuan! Be careful!!!"
Huang Rong let out a scream filled with fear and worry; on that pretty face which had previously held a trace of joy and pride, all color instantly drained away, turning completely pale!
Her body trembled violently due to extreme tension!
Without a second thought, she was about to recklessly unleash the power of the "Nine-Turn Creation Fake Golden Core" just recently fused within her body, rushing forward to block this fatal strike for Ning Chuan!
Even if the price was... being shattered into pieces!
In her heart, nothing was more important than Ning Chuan's safety!
However, she was firmly held back by Xiao Yuanshan beside her!
"Mistress, you must not! If you go, you will only distract the Master!" Xiao Yuanshan's voice was hoarse and urgent.
They were too far away; going now would only easily expose them to that terrifying sword strike, and then causing Ning Chuan to be distracted caring for them would be bad.
"Master!"
Wang Yuyan also lost her color, her delicate body trembling slightly, her eyes filled with indescribable terror and despair!
She never expected that at this seemingly settled moment, such a shocking turn of events would occur!
Those so-called Mingmenzheng Sect were even more despicable and shameless than the demons of the Menmo Sect, knowing how to take advantage of someone in distress and add insult to injury!
Qu Qu Lingfeng, Lu Chengfeng, and others were so furious their eyes seemed ready to burst, their hearts burning with anxiety!
They wanted to rush forward to assist, but they knew that with their meager cultivation, in the face of such world-destroying attacks, they were no different from ants!
Rushing up would only be a pointless death!
However, they were simply too far away!
Moreover, the speed of those three attacks was simply too fast!
So fast that they had no time to make any reaction!
They could only watch helplessly as the world-destroying attacks, like three life-taking talismans, were about to land on Ning Chuan's massive dragon-serpent body!
"Not good!"
Just then, within the crowd, the Sect Master of the Menmo Sect's Yinkui Sect, Zhu Yuyan, suddenly changed expression!
She exchanged a glance with her disciple, Wang Wang, and both saw a trace of solemnity and... a trace of unwillingness in the other's eyes!
They did not want to see this black dragon-serpent, with its boundless potential and overbearing nature, die in the hands of these so-called "righteous people"!
That would be an immeasurable, huge loss for their Menmo Sect!
They were still counting on allying with this dragon-serpent to jointly fight against Cihang Jingzhai!
"Stop them!"
Zhu Yuyan cried out sharply, without the slightest hesitation!
She and her disciple Wang Wang, the master and disciple pair, simultaneously shifted their figures; like two black phantoms, they unleashed the supreme Lightness Skill from the Heavenly Demon Art, instantly appearing before Shi Feixuan and Bi Xiuxin to intercept!
The Heavenly Demon Power Field and Heavenly Demon Sound were activated simultaneously, transforming into an invisible barrier and seductive music, attempting to buy Ning Chuan that sliver of a chance for life!
The tens of thousands of martial artists watching from the shore cried out in succession, completely bewildered by these consecutive shocking turn of events!
No one expected this unprecedented great battle to evolve into such a complex and chaotic state!
First, a great master of the Fomen fell, followed immediately by a mysterious swordsman's ambush, then the demonesses of the Menmo Sect assisting...
The twists and turns of this plot, its strangeness, were simply a hundred times more exciting than the most wonderful storybooks!
However, just at this critical moment when everyone thought Ning Chuan was about to perish under this shocking killing formation!
That black dragon-serpent, which had been facing away from the attacks, seemingly in the critical moment of devouring the "Ten Thousand Buddha Sarira," unable to spare attention...
Those pale golden dragon eyes, which had been slightly closed, suddenly snapped open!
Within them, there was not the slightest panic or fear, only endless coldness and... a indifference like a god looking down upon ants!
"A mere puppet, dares to show off its skills before this Seat?!"
Ning Chuan's cold voice, filled with endless majesty and disdain, resounded throughout the heavens and earth like divine thunder from the nine heavens!
He naturally could not be truly unprepared, exposing his back to these treacherous petty people.
At the instant of devouring that "Ten Thousand Buddha Sarira," he had already divided a portion of his spirit to remain vigilant against everything around him!
He forcibly suppressed the surging, vast energy within his body caused by refining the "Ten Thousand Buddha Sarira," as well as the cultivation base fluctuation of an imminent breakthrough!
A thought moved!
That supreme supernatural art he had just created not long ago, never truly displayed before anyone—the 【Mirror Flower, Water Moon Technique】—was activated again!
Buzz—!
Only then did they see: around his massive dragon-serpent body, the void trembled slightly, rippling layer upon layer!
A thin, cicada-wing-like yet seemingly capable of reflecting all heavens and inverting heaven and earth, invisible force field instantly enveloped him!
That force field was like a divine mirror above the nine heavens, or a phantom moon beneath the nine netherworlds!
Upon it flowed black-and-white yin-yang qi, along with wisps of profoundly mysterious spatial law power, as if forming a world of its own, capable of devouring everything and reversing everything!
The next moment!
That terrifying sword qi, carrying the supreme sword intent of Sword God Li Chungang, sufficient to slay a terrestrial immortal,
struck hard against that layer of invisible "mirror flower, water moon" force field!
However, an unbelievable scene occurred once again!
That terrifying sword qi, enough to make heaven and earth change color, at the instant it contacted that cicada-wing-thin invisible force field,
It did not erupt with any earth-shattering sound!
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