Chapter 225: Life and Death Bound Together

Okay, Elder Qingyun, you all must be careful.

The strength previously displayed by Di Ying and Dai Jing was too terrifying.

Even though the two of them had already suffered serious injuries.

They still dared not let down their guard!

The five elders immediately left, while using talismans such as the Hundred‑Li Talisman to return to Han Shan Cheng as quickly as possible.

Di Ying hoisted Dai Jing's one hand onto his shoulder, and while fleeing quickly he glanced back.

He happened to see the scene of the five He Family elders leaving, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

But seeing Dai Jing's pale complexion, Di Ying's heart clenched tightly again.

Hold on, Dai Jing!

It must be Gu Han who has reached the He Family; if they hold on a little longer, they will withdraw.

Saying this, Di Ying felt somewhat guilty,

This time, I have implicated you.

Dai Jing's condition is not merely a simple injury.

Di Ying supported Dai Jing's left hand and fled frantically.

Meanwhile, Dai Jing's other arm had already been severed by He Qingyun in the earlier battle and was lost.

Even if there were miraculous elixirs to aid her healing, they could hardly restore her to her former state, let alone regrow a severed arm!

Dai Jing's right arm was already wrapped in gauze, and she gave a wan smile with feeble breath,

Di Ying, if I could die alongside you, that would also be a good destination for me.

What are you talking about? I haven't even married you yet!

Di Ying feared Dai Jing would lose her fighting spirit too soon, so he hastily whispered a rebuke.

If you die, I… I will go marry another woman!

This rebuke warmed Dai Jing's heart and at the same time rekindled her fighting spirit.

You dare!

Even if I die, I will not allow you to marry another woman!

She naturally knew Di Ying said that just to anger her, to cheer her up.

But Dai Jing still fell for it!

Seeing Dai Jing draw a breath, Di Ying also relaxed a little.

However, hearing the strong wind drawing ever closer behind them, the boulder weighing on Di Ying's heart still could not be shifted.

Even at death's door, you're still talking love talk here—what a romantic!

He Qingyun heard their conversation from afar and immediately snorted, increasing his speed.

Dai Jing now needed to rely on chemotherapy to have the strength to continue fleeing.

It can also be seen that the two have truly reached the end of their tether, and are not feigning weakness!

The four He Family elders burst forth with extreme speed, quickly closing the distance with Di Ying and Dai Jing.

Until they were within range to attack Di Ying and Dai Jing with force.

He Qingyun brought down his long blade, its terrifying power sweeping toward the two.

Watch out!

Di Ying reacted first, immediately exerting all his strength to fling Dai Jing away.

As for himself, he used all his remaining strength to block He Qingyun's strike!

Pfft!

Di Ying, after all, was at the end of his tether, his qi and blood nearly exhausted.

He exhausted the last of his qi and blood to form a shield, which couldn't even sustain a single breath before being shattered by He Qingyun's blade!

The residual force of the blade, its energy not yet dissipated, slammed into Di Ying's chest.

Instantly it exploded into a spray of blood.

Di Ying also spat blood, his body flying backward like a kite with its string cut.

Di Ying!

The blown‑away Dai Jing, seeing Di Ying on the brink of death, had her eyes nearly burst with anguish.

She knew that, because she herself was injured, taking He Qingyun's strike would surely be fatal.

That is why Di Ying so decisively gave her his last ounce of strength.

But what came of it was Di Ying's own severe injury, even near death!

Dai Jing mobilized her remaining qi and blood, stumbling toward Di Ying, who lay collapsed in a pool of blood.

Di Ying saw Dai Jing already in tears, and felt anxious beyond measure.

He suppressed the surging qi and blood in his throat, pushed away Dai Jing's hand, and with his last strength hoarsely cried out,

Don't… don't mind me, you hurry and run!

No, I won't go.

Dai Jing clung tightly to Di Ying's hand, unwilling to let go.

He Qingyun gave a cold snort,

You dare help the Gu Family's scoundrel ruin my He Family's good deeds—death is too lenient!

He knew of the Jingying Escort Bureau, the Yingcai Escort Bureau, and other martial sects.

But not everyone in those escort bureaus is wholeheartedly loyal.

As long as he kills these two, the other martial sects of the two escort bureaus will naturally see the times.

He Qingyun immediately went up above Di Ying and the other person together with the other three Elders.

Overlook, looking at Di Ying and the other who, at the end of their lives, still refused to let go of each other's hands, He Qingyun's heart filled with relentless cold laughter.

Those who have cultivated to Martial Ancestor—who doesn't have several decades of experience?

Still like a lovestruck youth, even if they don't die today, they'll never amount to much in this lifetime!

"Let's move, kill them; we should also return to Han Shan Cheng and see if anything has happened in the clan."

Seeing the anxious look on another Elder's face, He Qingyun felt somewhat unconvinced in his heart.

Already five Elders have turned back early to Han Shan Cheng.

Unless the other Five Great Clans have taken leave of their senses and joined forces to attack them, the He Family.

Otherwise, he couldn't think of anyone else in Han Shan Cheng worth their fear.

But He Qingyun also knew the principle that the longer the night, the more dreams; he raised his long saber and prepared to take the lives of Di Ying and the other.

"Spare a life!"

The moment the loud shout fell.

A flying sword tore through space from several hundred meters away and shot forth.

That terrifying speed was almost enough to strike He Qingyun's chest in the blink of an eye!

He Qingyun, who was just raising his saber to strike down, suddenly changed expression and hastily lifted his saber to block in front of him.

Bang!

Pfft!

However, his saber, upon contacting that sword, instantly shattered into two broken blades!

The flying sword pierced his chest, and in an instant took away all his vitality!

"Elder Qingyun!"

The other three Elders, upon seeing this, all let out a frightened low shout.

He Qingyun, although not the strongest among them, was certainly not someone just anyone could kill!

They, still feeling lingering fear, looked toward a flying vessel in the distance, their pupils constricting sharply.

"Is this... a Martial Venerable going out?"

When Martial Ancestors go out, they often ride mounts or fly using internal energy transformed into wings.

Those whose strength reaches Martial Venerable or above, due to changes in status, often choose flying demonic beasts as mounts.

Or they pilot a flying vessel!

Of course, there is no rule that Martial Ancestors cannot pilot a flying vessel.

However, flying vessels are expensive; Martial Ancestors would hardly spend resources that could help them break through their realm just to buy a flying vessel to show off their status when traveling.

They just couldn't figure out which Martial Venerable would appear here.

And which Martial Venerable would strike against them?

Di Ying, whose breath was feeble and who clung to his last breath only by sheer willpower, at this moment seemed to have grasped a lifeline.

He saw the hope of living on!

Without him needing to speak, a terrifying aura emanated from the flying vessel.