Chapter 143: Supreme Half-Strike

Meng Su had never known Li Huan'er before; he could not fathom why she would block this strike that had locked onto him.

Li Huan'er's graceful figure swayed, her slender jade hands meeting Yang Guangyin.

"My aunt told me that no matter what, I must keep you safe. How lonely and dull the Supreme Path would be without you; even without my aunt's instructions, I would not let you die here."

After throwing out these words, Li Huan'er was sent flying by a punch from Yang Guangyin. Her entire body traced an arc in the air like a swallow before crashing heavily to the ground, blood spraying wildly from her mouth. Liu Rushi hurried forward to support her.

At this moment, the hatred in Meng Su's heart had reached its peak, and the Void Demon hiding within his body began to stir once more.

Seeing Li Huan'er injured, Yang Xiaoxiao was overjoyed; he transformed into a Wind Blade and slashed toward Li Huan'er.

Liu Rushi unleashed the Sparrow Feather Fan, but it was cut in two by Yang Xiaoxiao's Wind Blade. Her body was also swept ten zhang away by a gust of wind.

Yang Xiaoxiao slashed toward Li Huan'er, who was already heavily injured and unable to move.

At the same time, Meng Su finally connected with Yang Guangyin. At this moment, the force on Yang Guangyin's fist remained only one-tenth.

This one-tenth was still immensely powerful.

With one punch, Meng Su's body began to crack and fall away; the layer of Petrified Demon Body wrapped around Meng Su was shattered by Yang Guangyin.

At this moment, Meng Su's Thought Power was fully unleashed, and he saw that Li Huan'er was already in danger.

The words Li Huan'er had just spoken echoed in his mind, and his heart was filled with extreme fury.

"Yang Xiaoxiao, today is the day you die."

Meng Su gritted his teeth and said with hatred. At this moment, Meng Su entered a miraculous state: incomparably furious, incomparably heartbroken, incomparably sorrowful, yet incomparably calm.

Half of Meng Su's body turned completely white, and half turned completely black.

This Black and White Demon Body appeared for only an instant before rapidly shifting into a purely black Demon Body.

This black Demon Body absorbed the residual power that had shattered Meng Su's Petrified Demon Body, then rapidly shifted into a white Demon Body.

Black absorbs, white transfers; this was Meng Su's Black and White Thought Body.

After shifting into the white Demon Body, Meng Su turned his head to look at Yang Xiaoxiao, who was in the middle of slashing at Li Huan'er.

At this moment, Yang Xiaoxiao was ecstatic; the Demon Capital First Son was actually going to die by his hand—what an honor! The most powerful opponent on the Supreme Path was about to vanish; this was the greatest achievement of Yang Xiaoxiao's life so far.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaoxiao discovered that his body had begun to move. This movement was extremely rapid, as if traversing the void, causing Yang Xiaoxiao's figure to appear blurred.

Yang Xiaoxiao raised his right hand, still holding the Wind Blade condensed from Source Power, but before this Wind Blade could slash down, his entire person was shifted right in front of Meng Su under the blessing of Meng Su's Body Follows Thought.

Yang Xiaoxiao saw Meng Su's eerie Demon Body and a trace of fear arose in his heart.

Meng Su threw a punch at the Yang Xiaoxiao before him.

One-tenth of the power from Yang Guangyin's Supreme Fist was transferred from Meng Su's fist onto Yang Xiaoxiao.

Yang Xiaoxiao was sent flying a hundred zhang away by this punch; his entire body was crushed into a meat patty by the immense force, but he did not scream, because Yang Guangyin's Demon Power was so strong that it suppressed Yang Xiaoxiao, leaving him unable to speak.

Seeing this, Yang Mei hurried forward to support Yang Xiaoxiao, inputting Demon Power to save him.

It was a long time before Yang Xiaoxiao finally exhaled deeply; he looked at Meng Su, his eyes revealing deep terror.

Seeing this, Yang Guangyin realized that his punch hadn't killed the main target, but had instead beaten several irrelevant people to the brink of death. What puzzled Yang Guangyin most was that his own punch had nearly killed his own people. This brat before him had some tricks up his sleeve.

Meng Su turned to look at Yang Guangyin, endless hatred in his eyes; this hatred carried Thought Power as it surged into Yang Guangyin's Divine Sense. Yang Guangyin actually felt a slight palpitation.

Looking at Meng Su, Yang Guangyin's neither-yin-nor-yang voice rang in Meng Su's ears again: "You are quite impressive, but no matter how impressive, you have no chance to grow up. Today, you will undoubtedly die."

After speaking, a white light shone from Yang Guangyin's body, and he transformed into a being of light.

Then, Yang Guangyin threw another punch at Meng Su; this punch carried a dazzling, intense light. It locked down all of Meng Su's escape routes before swinging toward Meng Su's face.

Meng Su roared to the heavens and directly activated his Black and White Thought Body, his right side turning completely black and his left side completely white, then his right fist met Yang Guangyin's fist.

Two fists—one emitting a dazzling white light, the other a profound black light—were about to collide.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swirled around Meng Su. A golden light enveloped a person, who stood before Meng Su.

"Although we haven't known each other long, we are quite compatible and can be considered friends. Since those friends of yours are all throwing themselves in harm's way to block a punch for you, how could I be an exception?"

Seeing Yan Chixia's burly frame squeeze against Meng Su, pushing Meng Su out of Yang Guangyin's lock-on range, he then swung his fist to meet Yang Guangyin's.

Yan Chixia's fist glowed with a faint golden light; soon, the golden light and the white light met with a loud boom. Then the white light exploded. It was as if a thunderbolt had struck the scene, and everyone's vision was once again a vast whiteness.

This time, there was no one else to share the burden for Yan Chixia, and this was Yang Guangyin's must-kill strike, having used ten percent of his Demon Art. Yan Chixia was only an ordinary Moshengchuji; how could he resist a full-power Supreme Strike?

Under Yang Guangyin's punch, Yan Chixia was instantly reduced to powder; a rain of blood began to fall from the sky, and Yan Chixia's soul was scattered.

The blood rain dripped onto Meng Su; the sorrow mixed with fury in Meng Su's heart was enough to drive him mad.

"You little brat actually have a few true friends; they were even fighting to die for you. It is truly moving, but it is useless—you all must die."

After Yang Guangyin finished speaking, he threw another punch at Meng Su.

Meng Su gritted his teeth as he looked at Yang Xiaoxiao and Yang Mei; everything today started because of the Yang Family, and even if he were to be smashed to pieces, he would make the Yang Family pay the price.

Black and white exchanged rapidly on Meng Su's body, and then his whole person turned into a pitch-black entity; this blackness, black to the extreme, made Meng Su look as if he had turned into a sheet of black paper.

Yang Guangyin's punch landed on Meng Su's Demon Body; Meng Su's Demon Body could not withstand the immense force, and the black Demon Body began to split.

Just as Meng Su's Demon Body was about to shatter completely into fragments, Meng Su's body suddenly turned completely white.

But this white body still could not resist the force of Yang Guangyin's punch, and cracks appeared once again.

At this moment, Meng Su moved; he seized the gap before Yang Guangyin's next wave of attacks arrived, his body hiding into the void, and when he appeared again, he was already beside Yang Xiaoxiao.

Appearing beside Yang Xiaoxiao, Meng Su's body carried immense Demon Power—this was the damage caused by Yang Guangyin's punch, which had been transferred into half of Meng Su's body by his Shift Demon Body—and Meng Su threw a punch at Yang Xiaoxiao.

This was a Supreme Strike; although half of it had been consumed by Meng Su's own body, it was still something Yang Xiaoxiao could not withstand.

Seeing this Supreme Half-Strike, Yang Mei instinctively moved to the periphery of the power, dodging the Supreme Half-Strike.

This movement cost Yang Xiaoxiao his life.

Under Meng Su's Supreme Strike, Yang Xiaoxiao turned into a rain of blood, just like Yan Chixia, his soul scattered.