Chapter 725 - 721: Signs of Trouble

This Sword Qi came rushing in suddenly, silent yet exceedingly sharp, carrying a deadly momentum, aiming directly at Su Muyao’s position.

As the Sword Qi passed, even the air was sliced apart, causing a faint sound of the void being ruptured.

The terrifying thing about this Sword Qi is that ordinary Beastmen would find it difficult to detect.

Su Muyao only felt a moment of discomfort. Before she could react, an unwavering power shielded her waist.

"Be careful."

In an instant, Yue Wuhen had already protected her behind him.

Yue Wuhen stood in front of Su Muyao, his noble figure like snow. The gentle warmth in his exquisite brows had vanished, leaving only a piercing cold gleam.

At the same time, the long, slender fingers of Yue Wuhen moved, his sleeve flicked, and a surge of witch power poured out from his sleeve, forming an invisible barrier with the Witch Clan’s unique aged and heavy aura, forcefully colliding with the sudden Sword Qi.

"Zheng!" A crisp sound echoed, as the moment the Sword Qi clashed with the witch power, tiny sparks burst forth, and the incoming Sword Qi was unexpectedly repelled.

Not only that, but the Sword Qi was also redirected by leveraging the force, shooting back towards the shadows where it came from.

With Yue Wuhen protecting her, Su Muyao felt an indescribable sense of security welling up inside.

Each time, Yue Wuhen protected her like this.

The pleasant scent from him lingered around her nose, and feeling the traces of that Sword Qi, her gaze trembled as she whispered, "It is indeed his sword."

She didn’t expect Mei Qingchen would attempt to kill her again.

And this time, the murderous intent was even more fierce.

Moreover, the vicious energy of this Sword Qi had intensified.

Mei Qingchen dodged Yue Wuhen’s counterattack and then leapt out from the shadows.

The Sword Qi around him surged, the sword blade radiated a golden light, slashing towards Yue Wuhen again.

Golden glows flickered in his eyes without a trace of hesitation, only cold killing intent.

Yue Wuhen looked at Mei Qingchen, and a deep purple aura flickered in his eyes.

"Mei Qingchen, what do you want?"

Mei Qingchen spoke indifferently, "On the order of the Sect Master, to capture her and bring her back to the sect."

He pointed his sword at Su Muyao.

Looking at Mei Qingchen, Yue Wuhen said calmly, "You are not Mei Qingchen."

His words carried a tone of certainty.

Although his aura was identical to Mei Qingchen’s, Yue Wuhen was sure that he was not Mei Qingchen.

Su Muyao’s eyelashes fluttered, her eyes widened, she couldn’t believe it, "How is it possible, his aura is exactly like Mei Qingchen’s."

"He is not."

Since the opponent was not the real Mei Qingchen, Yue Wuhen could make his move without restraint.

Yue Wuhen’s light purple eyes became even deeper and more dazzling, his fingers moved, and the witch power around him grew more intense, spirals of spiritual light encircling him.

The superpower of the Witch Clan continuously flowed from his body, forming fierce palm winds that collided directly with Mei Qingchen’s Sword Qi.

They started fighting in an instant.

Mei Qingchen used the sword, his swordsmanship fierce and every strike deadly. The Sword Qi cutting through the air even fractured the wind.

His every move was identical to Mei Qingchen’s.

Yue Wuhen used witch power, his witch power strong and pervasive. Wherever the witch power swept, fine cracks appeared on the ground.

In a blink of an eye, they were entangled in combat, their figures so fast they left only afterimages.

Powerful shockwaves erupted from their clash, stirring up dust and broken branches that whistled through the entire street.

The banners of shops along the street were torn to shreds by the Gang Qi, and the buildings couldn’t withstand it, the walls splitting from above and collapsing with a crash, debris flying and entwining with the rumble, turning the once bustling street into a battlefield in an instant.

Standing not far away, Su Muyao watched the scene, unable to see their combat silhouettes too clearly.

She only saw two vaguely intersecting figures fighting amidst the rising dust.

At this moment, a voice sounded in Su Muyao’s mind, "Host, since Mei Qingchen is fake, then you don’t need to worry about him."

Su Muyao murmured, "You think he’s fake too?"

The system said, "Didn’t think he was fake at first, his aura is indeed identical to Mei Qingchen’s."

"But Yue Wuhen firmly said he was fake, so he must be."

"Don’t forget, Yue Wuhen is a Pure-blooded Beastman of the Witch Clan, possessing formidable witch power, able to unravel all illusions."

"But when he said Mei Qingchen was fake, I did feel something was very wrong with him."

"Host, think about it, after Mei Qingchen awakened, his power was very strong, and his greatest ability was divination and foresight."

"If he could foresee being marked by Youluo Fragrance and potentially controlled by Youluo Sword Sect, what would he do?"

Listening to the system’s analysis, Su Muyao’s expression changed, whispering, "So Mei Qingchen is indeed fake."

Thinking carefully, considering Mei Qingchen’s style and abilities, if he foresaw these, he would definitely have prepared.

"Then what is this current Mei Qingchen?"

"Is it a clone, or a split Beastman?"

The system said, "Probably not."

"It seems more like a puppet."

"But I don’t know how it was created."

Understanding this, a sense of urgency gripped Su Muyao’s heart, "If that’s the case, I wonder where the real Mei Qingchen is."

Thinking this, Su Muyao wanted to move closer to observe.

But just then, she suddenly felt a surge of killing intent behind her.

Countless Sword Qi attacked Su Muyao.

They were disciples of the Youluo Sword Sect hidden in the shadows.

They were ordered by the Sect Master to hunt down this female.

The Sect Master did not trust Mei Qingchen, fearing he would deliberately let the female escape.

Therefore, the Sect Master instructed them to act according to circumstances.

Each held a sword, their eyes vicious, stabbing towards Su Muyao.

Before Su Muyao could act personally, the layer of witch power Yue Wuhen had previously wrapped around her erupted suddenly.

The witch power enveloped the protagonist entirely, forming a solid barrier.

The Beastmen’s sharp swords, upon touching this light, were repelled by a formidable force.

They could not get close to Su Muyao at all.

Immediately after, the witch power surged outward, sending the Youluo Sword Sect disciples flying.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

They screamed, flying backward, crashing heavily into the broken wall, spitting blood, losing their ability to fight.

In that instant, Su Muyao’s fingers had already moved, and her Green Lotus Sword instantly unsheathed.

Under her control, the Green Lotus Sword shone with a cool, pale green spiritual light, transforming into a stream of light that whirled around her.

Possessing its own spirit, the Green Lotus Sword sensed Su Muyao’s anger and the imminent danger, making the azure-green light burn even brighter.

It merged with Su Muyao’s will, striking swiftly with her thoughts.

Wherever its blade passed, there was no resistance, and the Youluo Sword Sect disciples who were struck by witch power didn’t have time to react before the Green Lotus Sword pierced their vital spots, causing instant death.

Meanwhile, when Mei Qingchen exposed a flaw, Yue Wuhen’s witch power transformed into a sharp blade and severed his arm directly.

As his arm fell to the ground, it transformed into a golden branch.

The system exclaimed in excitement, "Host, did you see that? It’s a plant; his arm turned into a branch, confirming that he’s not Mei Qingchen."