Chapter 187: Slaughter

Seeking one's own death.

There was no more appropriate description.

Even for a heavily disabled Seventh-Life, a Fifth-Life in front of him was an antelope fighting a tiger.

Just as Meng Meng Chuyuan hadn't taken the young girl seriously, the old man couldn't figure out how she dared to block his path.

A thing that hadn't entered the Fifth-Life for five months.

But Li Li Piaoqing just walked step by step, the sword dragging on the ground; she seemed to have lost even the strength to lift it.

Standing on the alley wall, looking at the outcome of failure, she was cold all over, as if falling into an abyss, everything flying away rapidly... until the moment she realized she was holding the sword, she discovered the battle hadn't ended.

With what gaze do you look at the blood color of this night?

This is Heavenly Mountain's battle, the Green Feather Sect is just a pawn.

This is the Green Feather Sect's battle, Heavenly Mountain is the sword in her hand.

In such a choice, the young girl suddenly remembered the young boy she hadn't known for long.

Remembering how he sincerely said he wanted to help, remembering his peaceful and stable eyes, looking like he would never collapse for anything. She knew he could definitely accomplish many things. If it were him here tonight, he definitely wouldn't be as cold-handed and footed as herself.

If it were purely a grudge between the Green Feather Sect and the Seven Serpents, she would definitely invite him to help, no need to talk about danger, just friends at first sight, helping each other.

As long as you are confident that you will never betray this righteousness, you won't be afraid of bearing others' kindness.

But this matter was not like that.

The young girl knew he was very powerful, his cultivation was only Third-Life, but perhaps many Fifth-Life members were already no match for him. But even if he could win against Seventh-Life and Eighth-Life, it didn't mean much.

This was not a fight between two sects. After helping the Green Feather Sect, the Green Feather Sect could fully protect him. This battle was hanging between Heavenly Mountain and an unknown beast, and the entire Green Feather Sect could be crushed into powder at any time.

If the young boy got involved, it wouldn't be a matter of helping; even if he could live, his entire life trajectory would be smashed to pieces.

The young girl had seen his sword-path talent full of spiritual energy. He might enter the Sword Academy in the future. She didn't even want to recruit him into the Green Feather Sect, so naturally, she wouldn't let such a thing press on his head.

So when the young boy discovered the clues, the young girl used these clues to lay out the previous plan, blocking his mouth.

But now she truly regretted it a little.

Under heavy pressure and in a desperate situation, the power of loneliness always doubles.

If only his Zhang Shixiong were still here, if only he hadn't let Senior Sister Shen Yao leave, if only he had shared the burden with Pei Ye, he wouldn't have to face this vicious beast alone with a body turned cold.

She knew this was her weakness again.

Elders killed, artifact in hand, facing Seventh-Life alone, as the last line of defense for the survival of the entire Green Feather Sect.

Could the Martial Brother bear such pressure? If Pei Ye encountered this scene, what would he do?

The young boy's voice from their night chat floated into her ears again: "Seeking support from Shaolong Prefecture... I don't understand much, but doesn't that mean sending yourself to others as a tool?"

"There's no other way; someone has to hold things up so the Cuiyu Sect can pull through."

"Hmm... it doesn't necessarily have to come entirely from the outside."

"Hmm?"

"Actually, desperate situations that seem impossible can sometimes be broken through by yourself," the young boy said. "I think you should practice the Huang Feicui more—your talent is very good."

"..."

Practice the Huang Feicui more.

Yes, Pei Ye.

All reliance will wither.

I will support myself, because this is the Green Feather Sect's business.

When I declared war on them, what I thought of wasn't Heavenly Mountain, just as when I accepted this battle, what I believed in wasn't Lu Lu Yunsheng's strength.

It was Li Li Piaoqing's judgment.

The young girl looked ahead. She recognized this face—Seven Serpents Second Cave Master Xu Cang, now he looked heavily injured and weak.

You have to die here.

——

The young girl launched the charge first.

The Lost Jade Sword cut a red, bright spark on the stone slab, like the tail of a comet, and the young girl was truly like a comet. The lightness and elegance when demonstrating 【Green Light】 and 【Jade Shadow】 were all gone. At this moment, she was a sharp, fast shadow, exactly the way a Huang Feicui hunts.

The fourth style of the Huang Feicui, the second step of difficulty, and also the strongest sword move the young girl could use when discussing swords with Pei Ye.

【Sweeping Fire and Piercing Waterfall】

One sword strike from high to low. The young girl had indeed entered the Fifth-Life for less than half a year, and in tonight's battle, she didn't even count as a force, but in the Bowang Jianghu, even setting aside her background, she was one of the Fifth-Life members that cultivators were most unwilling to face.

The green shadow attacked with the momentum of dissecting everything. The old man drooped his eyes and looked coldly. The young girl's words and moves were difficult to even hook a sneer from him.

What ability does the Green Feather Sword Gate have? Doesn't he know? How much talent does Li Li Piaoqing have? Doesn't he know? You made up your mind, and the whole world will make way for you?

Ridiculous.

Until the sword move reached his body, he raised his wrist.

The upper arm didn't have much movement, the forearm lifted smoothly, and then slashed down decisively.

The late arrival surpassed the early one. The arrow-like green shadow was originally so fast that it seemed impossible to capture its shadow, but under this slash, it immediately revealed its sword shape. The sword and arm were given a downward speed.

Just like a strong arrow hitting a steel shield, the young girl's fierce offensive immediately tilted and fluctuated, leaving her wide open.

And this was only the old man's half-sword.

Although he didn't think the young girl was his opponent, the habit of a lion fighting a rabbit had been formed many years ago, and the old man would no longer make the mistake of underestimating the enemy.

Therefore, this sword strike was full of True Qi, not leaving any chance for luck. After bearing this sword strike, the young girl's arm was simply slashed downward with all her strength; she had to use all her strength to control this trend, and it was definitely too late to return to guard the empty gate.

Thus, after knocking away the young girl's sword, the sword momentum didn't stop, the old man twisted his wrist, and the lower half of the sword crashed straight into this gate.

A slash and a stab, simple and powerful enough. With a clang, the old man was like a butcher slaughtering an ox, cleanly and neatly dismantling the young girl's full-strength offensive, and then the sword light was already on her chest and abdomen.

This sword strike could have directly pierced the young girl eight times out of ten, but the old man was also prepared to be deflected. He only used his forearm to exert force. Although there was a reason for "enough," it was also because the upper body, which was almost split into three pieces, was indeed difficult to support more movements.

Seventh-Life against Fifth-Life could be considered a stable win, but it couldn't reach the point where a casual move made the Fifth-Life's strongest explosion unshakable. Moreover, in his heavily injured state, it was normal for the young girl to have some explosion.

But it didn't matter, one move or five moves, there was no much difference.

Sure enough, True Qi suddenly surged on the young girl's arm, a decisive explosion!

Her control over them was clearly not yet proficient, and the Qi sensation flowed out in all directions, making this explosion look even more majestic.

This arm, which had just been shaken away by a slash, pulled horizontally fiercely.

The old man immediately straightened his wrist, the sword body tilted slightly, already adjusted to welcome the young girl's return slash. Meeting the sword this way, the force received was the smallest, and the return rotation was the fastest. When the young girl slashed onto this sword strike stabbing at her chest and abdomen with all her strength, she would feel the force slightly slippery, and then his next sword would sever her thigh.

However, the old man's eyes suddenly opened wide—the young girl's sword didn't return slash.

And the power of this sword strike absolutely exceeded his expectations.

Huang Feicui · 【Broken Ye Huilan】

"I think you should practice the Huang Feicui more."

During the days when she was restless, the young girl had indeed put all her thoughts into this sword.

She had truly learned a style.

At that moment, the young boy's words echoed in her ears, and the young girl looked at herself dazed.

The bright and sharp crescent moon in the sky descended to the human world again. If this sword strike returned to slash, the old man's previous calculations would all have to be reorganized—first, he would have to change from offense to defense, considering the moment his sword momentum lost control.

But this sword strike wasn't used to slash at the sword in front of her abdomen.

The young girl actually used it only to stop the trend of her wrist losing control!

The immense power exploded in the wrist joint. Without a doubt, this would definitely hurt herself.

It was simply using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken, so this sword strike was too effective. The young girl's out-of-control sword reorganized in an instant. This sword strike was also too strong, the remaining momentum merged into the sword, and when the old man's sword touched her chest and abdomen, this sword strike had also fiercely reached the old man.

It was hard to say who took advantage of such an exchange of injuries. The power of the two swords was not much different. Although the young girl's True Qi was weaker, the old man was after all a heavily injured body.

Fortunately, he didn't have to exchange with her.

The old man grinned at her. A cruel fact was that the young girl's decisive strike of revealing her trump card didn't reach the threshold of "forcing a Seventh-Life to exchange injuries."

At the critical moment, True Qi exploded, the old man's body ghost-like tilted to one side, leaning toward the young girl's side without a sword—this honestly drove the injury, and blood immediately soaked the cloth strip that had just been wrapped.

But he did dodge this sword strike of the young girl.

And what reflected the attainment of the Clumsy Realm even more was that the sword strike stabbing at the young girl was not affected in the slightest.

It smoothly penetrated the young girl's abdomen.

Even faster than expected, because the young girl didn't stop her forward-charging steps at all. From the beginning of the charge until now, the two's exchange happened in a flash, and she didn't try to stop the trend of her body at all—wait, why?

The old man frowned suddenly.

But it was indeed so, even at this time the sword had pierced the abdomen, a clear pain had appeared on the young girl's pale face, but she still didn't stop.

A bit of whiteness entered the lower part of his field of vision.

The old man suddenly had his pupils shrink, tilted his head to look down.

The young girl's slender hand had pressed toward his chest.

He himself had dodged to the young girl's left side, so he met the young girl's loose left hand. But you couldn't possibly want to rely on a hasty palm to cause any damage to the old man—not even the other party's True Qi leaving the body could necessarily break through.

The old man saw this empty left hand, which was why he dodged to this side, and at this time... what was in that sleeve, a dagger? Hidden weapon?

This palm had already touched his clothes.

True Qi surged toward this side rapidly. The old man had already prepared to take this blow solidly. Fortunately, the damage caused by too small a weapon would also be very limited, and the young girl's abdomen had already been solidly pierced by him.

The position where the young girl's palm fell was neither at the heart nor at the lungs; it fell on the left rib, which was not any fatal place, just a crack left by Lu Lu Yunsheng.

The moment it touched this crack, something rolled down from the young girl's sleeve, a small object that flashed by.

The two's faces were so close. The young girl's lips were tightly pursed, she stared fixedly at the old man, her clenched teeth bulging faint muscle bundles on her cheeks. The young girl indeed didn't have that experienced composure. From the exchange until now, she had never intended to cover up her intense and extreme emotions.

She fiercely pressed this copper-coin-sized thing into the wound!

The old man's True Qi had already blocked in front. This object didn't have the slightest sharpness and could have been steadily caught.

But a violent, sharp wind and snow were born from within it.

Blade! Wind! Cold blade! Knife wind!

Someone had packaged a corner of the Heavenly Mountain peak and released it all on the plains several thousand meters below.

Heavenly Mountain artifact, Wind and Snow Order.

That was a hundred snow-white, sharp True Qi condensed blades. They followed a fixed formation structure to achieve the mutually pulling effect cleverly designed by the author of the technique, and then were pressed into a small one.

Thus, when they were released, it was truly like a violent wind blowing out drifting snow from within. They fluctuated up and down, their trajectories difficult to distinguish. Anyone in them would find it difficult to resist or dodge.

The young girl pressed it on the old man's wound and opened it. The sudden surging violence could be imagined.

The old man's eyes turned blood-red in an instant, and his chest even showed a visible bulge for a moment. Blood gushed from the wound onto the young girl's face. At this moment, it was almost a thousand cuts.

Fortunately, the old man hadn't consumed too much True Qi in the previous battle, and fortunately, all this True Qi was still in his body. Before this storm of wind and snow blades shattered more internal organs, all the True Qi surged up, firmly, desperately strangling them.

True Qi was consumed violently, the pain made the old man's face ferocious. In this instant, he even loosened the sword inserted in Li Li Piaoqing's abdomen.

And Li Li Piaoqing had already pounced over without any pause. Without any moves, the Lost Jade Sword was filled with True Qi and fiercely slashed down at the withered neck in front of her. In the pain and heavy injury, the old man still forcefully raised his hand to grab this sword. He didn't even want to use True Qi to protect it, just using bone and flesh to take it down, dripping with blood.

Li Li Piaoqing immediately went to pull out the sword in her abdomen, bringing out a fountain of blood, and fiercely stabbed at the old man's heart with blood stains.

But this time the old man exploded with unimaginable determination. He forcefully divided a mouthful of True Qi and hit the young girl's body first before Li Li Piaoqing's stab fell.

The heavily injured body suffered such a heavy hammer blow. While the young girl's expression twisted, a mouthful of fresh blood accompanied by a scream sprayed out from her throat.

Before she could breathe, seeing the old man's hand move, she immediately stood the sword on the right side of her neck. The next instant, that withered eagle-claw-like hand strangled her throat, slamming her body tightly against the wall, her feet hanging above the ground.

The sword blade pressed the old man's fingers into blood, and the blade on the other side cut the young girl's chin skin, pressing tightly against the bone. Blood meandered down from the white skin.

If there wasn't this sword blocking, this claw would have snapped her throat, and if the young girl had raised her left hand instead of her right hand when raising the sword, this sword would have been snapped, and the broken blade would have been inserted into her throat.

The Lost Jade Sword was indeed a good sword. It bent, without any sign of breaking. And the old man, who hadn't solved the young girl in two moves, was clearly unable to bear the loss of control in his chest and abdomen. Fury and fear appeared on his face at the same time. He strangled the second hand up as well.

The strength increased by another notch. The sword surface of the Lost Jade Sword was already tightly pressed against her neck. The feeling of suffocation surged into the young girl's head. No need to snap the Lost Jade Sword, she would be pressed to snap her throat bone just like this.

Eye to eye, the young girl glared down at the old man fiercely. The old man's arms had bulging, hard muscle bundles due to the force, and blood constantly flowed to the ground under his clothes. The storm of wind and snow in his body was finally worn out, his True Qi was almost exhausted, and he didn't know how much was left in his abdomen.

The old man didn't know if he could still live, but he knew that this disgusting young girl would definitely die before him.

He strangled the weak neck in his hand tightly, his shoulders hunched due to the force, his bleeding teeth clenched tightly, and his head involuntarily pressed toward the young girl.

The young girl was shorter than him, already looking up at the wall and staring due to suffocation.

Her cheeks twitched, and because she couldn't breathe, her mouth opened slightly.

A golden light flashed inside.

About the length of a finger, a stick-shaped thing. The old man didn't have time to distinguish what it was, and then heard a "duo" sound, a dull sound coming from his own head.

A long, cold nail pierced into his forehead.

The whole world spun instantly. The old man stared and retreated, opened his mouth without sound, and his broken body fell backward straight.

And the young girl seemed to be supported only by that withered hand. As the force was released, she slid along the wall and collapsed forward to the ground.

The blood on her face dripped onto the stone slab road. Dust, blood stains, moonlight covered it with a layer of coldness, fine silk-like rain fell into small points that disappeared in a flash on the stone slab, and the surroundings were simply quiet.

The young girl breathed rapidly and urgently. With a "ding-lang" sound, the Broken Heart Glazed shell left in her mouth fell to the ground, bouncing a few times crisply.

Casting a small gadget, the talented Bai Bai Yuliang would never spend more than a dozen attempts. What he designed for his Junior Sister was something he hoped she would never need.

The young girl looked at it dazed, then moved her gaze to the corpse in front of her that had completely lost its breath, and the whole person didn't move.

Slowly, her body began to tremble, once, twice... from fast to slow, her shoulders shook.

Li Li Piaoqing covered her blood-stained face with her blood-stained hands, and in the low, hoarse laughter, tears flowed down.

"If the decision you make has to be cleaned up by others, it means you don't have the ability to make decisions," the Martial Brother said after cleaning up the mess for her, smiling. "But it's okay, I don't count as others. Remember to call me in advance before causing trouble next time."

Yes.

No need for anyone else's strength.

The plan I formulated myself, I must be able to complete it.

Although there was no extra update, isn't it a kind of invisible extra update to have several hundred more words every day these past few days?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 188 =====

Yes.

I don't need the strength of anyone else.

I will definitely complete the plan I formulated myself.

Although there are no extra chapters, I've been writing several hundred more words every day these past few days—isn't that a form of invisible extra content?

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