Chapter 427

A hair's breadth away.

Profanities, held in the mouth, had no time to be spat out.

The blade's edge had not yet arrived, but the aura preceding its arrival had already begun to split skin and tear tendons.

The Life-Death Gate seam on Zhao Yi's chest was operating at its limit at this moment.

Finally, before the blade truly pierced his body, he broke free from the momentum lock and shifted his body horizontally by a tiny distance.

"Pfft..."

The tip of the blade pierced into the rock wall behind Zhao Yi.

It did not sink in completely, and it also came to a halt.

Zhao Yi pushed his reflexes to the absolute limit, moving rapidly while pressed against the wall, and the blade followed, slicing horizontally.

It had not the slightest bit of flair; as a blade, it only needed to achieve the ultimate sharpness.

Zhao Yi dared not let it touch him.

Holding his breath and exerting all his strength, Zhao Yi had achieved the pinnacle of movement techniques.

But human strength has its limits; he could not hold his breath forever without exhaling.

Everything happened too fast; Zhao Yi's subordinates had no time to react.

The one who acted in time, or rather, acted in advance, was Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Shu You.

Just as Zhao Yi's breath was exhausted, A You appeared before him.

"Bang!"

With a kick, he fiercely sent Zhao Yi flying.

The force was applied to give the Three-Eyed One leverage; there was absolutely no personal grudge involved.

The blade passed between the two of them.

After a moment of stagnation, the blade sped toward Zhao Yi once again.

In his backward flight, Zhao Yi only had time to catch his breath before discovering that the sharp aura had risen up, closing in on him again.

Zhao Yi would rather have chosen the previous waist-cut than this vertical slice currently aimed at his crotch.

The Liang sisters and Chen Jing intended to intervene and rescue him; although they hadn't figured out how to save him, even if it meant just standing in front of their boss, they had to help block that blade.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin stood before them, raising his arm to block while sweeping his gaze across them, signaling them not to cause trouble.

Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng appeared behind Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi sensed him, and at the same time, sensed Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan standing behind Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng.

Without a word, understanding immediately, Zhao Yi gritted his teeth, his body twisting forcefully in mid-air, his skin and flesh tensing to the extreme before instantly spreading out with a crisp sound, using this to surge upward.

The blade's edge followed closely, moving upward.

Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng raised his arm, palm facing downward, and slapped toward Zhao Yi's chest.

"Bang."

Zhao Yi, who had just gained upward momentum, was slapped back down.

The blade paused slightly, then followed downward again.

The moment before landing, Zhao Yi supported himself with one hand, forcefully pushing himself away.

Up to this point, he could be considered to have reached his limit, and this had only barely allowed him to dodge the blade's downward hack.

The tip of the blade sank into the ground; it intended to pull diagonally across, just as it had before.

Zhao Yi had already slowed down, pressed against the ground; it was impossible for him to dodge this diagonal pull.

However, the diagonal pulling motion was halted.

Eight ordinary small formation flags formed a circle, and the spot where the blade landed happened to be within this circle.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan pinched with his left hand, and the formation was activated.

However, while the power of the formation did indeed suppress the blade briefly, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan sensed his own spiritual consciousness being sliced apart as the blade body trembled slightly.

It was only because the youth's accumulated foundation in this area was astonishing that he could endure it; anyone else would have had their "brain sliced away" in an instant, becoming an idiot.

Even so, the youth first had blue veins bulging on his left arm, followed by streaks of blood appearing.

Perhaps in the next moment, gashes would split open on his arm, skin and flesh would scatter, and bones would shatter.

This blade, even when its master was not present, was still this terrifying.

A vicious flood dragon flew out from the palm of Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's right hand, circling above the formation, beginning to provide reinforcement and suppression.

Scales kept falling off the vicious flood dragon; clearly, it was also being sliced.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's eyes narrowed, and individual eyes emerged from the bottom of the formation, wrapping upward, bursting open, wrapping again, bursting again...

The youth's eyes gradually turned red; he was competing in consumption with this blade.

In history, this blade had no idea how many "prisoners" it had executed; it was the sharpness honed by those "evil spirits."

This stalemate could not continue; the temporary formation could only achieve a hasty suppression and could not exert his maximum strength or effect. Continuing to maintain the status quo was merely a "pouring oil" tactic.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan thought to himself: "Brother Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng, blood sacrifice, I want to make it return to its sheath!"

Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng was just about to use his fingernails to slice his palm, taking blood as Xiao Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan had instructed.

Who would have thought that at this very moment,

"Pop~"

It sounded like a wine cork popping out.

At Zhao Yi's heart, the Life-Death Gate seam rotated, and the fresh blood sprayed outward like tap water from a broken meter, as if it cost nothing!

This scene looked quite terrifying.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan had notified Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng via the red thread, but on Zhao Yi's side, there was no need for notification to understand what needed to be done.

At this moment, in Zhao Yi's eyes, there was both hysterical madness and a wild joy that could no longer be suppressed.

After being drenched in enough fresh blood, the sharpness on the blade gradually diminished.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan seized the opportunity, pinching seals with both hands;

The vicious flood dragon followed Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's guidance, rolling continuously.

"Seal, Restrict, Suppress—Return to the sheath!"

The vicious flood dragon opened its maw, roaring at the blade.

"Bang!"

After the blade struggled one last time, it flew backward.

The dust raised by the previous explosion had not yet dissipated and remained thick; the blade pierced back through it, and from far away, a "clanging" sound was heard—it must have returned to its sheath.

Everything returned to calm.

Zhao Yi climbed to his feet, took a deep breath, and said to Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan:

"You Li fellow, you set me up!"

Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Shu You was able to predict in advance and come to kick him; this could not possibly be A You's own operation; it must have been a setup prepared by the Li fellow long ago.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "I wasn't sure."

In Ye Dui's account, that blade had once hacked Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Zhengdao.

In the images the Great Emperor's shadow gave him, that blade had also once hacked him.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan did not know that the blade would emerge due to the explosion, but he had his suspicions.

Zhao Yi: "Not sure. Heh, then what are you sure of?"

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "Sure that other than you, if anyone else had been targeted by this blade like that, they would have died without a doubt."

Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng did not have the advantage in movement techniques and could not compete in speed.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin and Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Shu You could now burst out with sufficient speed, but even with his red thread directing them, they would have been too late.

Because this required instinct.

In summary, among those present, only Zhao Yi could have achieved it.

Zhao Yi: "You Li fellow, don't think that just because you're flattering me now, I can forgive you for this kind of harm you've caused me!"

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan raised his eyes to look at Zhao Yi.

Xu Ming hurried over, using plant roots and stems to help Zhao Yi stop the bleeding, not daring to join the verbal battle;

The Liang sisters also hurried over to check the situation; they were actually very dissatisfied in their hearts, but they dared not show their displeasure to the youth.

Chen Jing looked at Brother Yi, then at Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan; A Jing only hoped they would stop arguing and could be on good terms again.

Zhao Yi looked at the gaze cast by Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan and raised his volume in dissatisfaction again:

"What, why are you glaring at me? Do you still think you're in the right this time?"

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "Speak louder."

Zhao Yi's body immediately went limp.

This was an attempt to kneel, but the Liang sisters were standing right next to him and subconsciously reached out to support him.

Zhao Yi assumed a kneeling posture but didn't actually kneel; the gesture was made, and the atmosphere didn't become estranged.

The Liang sisters were surprised that although their man was often suppressed by the youth in the past, he had never been this soft, nor this quick, before.