Chapter 13034: Killing Ji Yuan
That was a blade! It was slender and sharp, flashing with a chilling cold light, as if it could split the void. Wherever it passed, even the air was split in two, leaving a clearly visible crack, demonstrating its indestructible power.
One was the sword light! It was even more dazzling. Wherever the sword tip pointed, there was a radiant light, like a falling star, with the momentum of destroying the heavens and the earth. Wherever the sword light reached, everything changed color. Its speed and power reached a shocking extreme.
When Ling Xiao's figure completely disappeared from his sight, Ji Yuan's face instantly became extremely solemn, his eyes widened, revealing disbelief and shock. He knew very well that the speed and power of this attack had far exceeded his expectations, forcing him to re-evaluate this opponent.
"So fast!" Ji Yuan secretly exclaimed in his heart. At this moment, he completely put away his previous contempt and replaced it with unprecedented vigilance and seriousness. He held the long stick tightly with both hands, and his muscles were tense, like a beast ready to go, ready to meet the coming storm.
boom!
With a deafening roar, Ji Yuan stomped his feet hard. The ground seemed unable to withstand the force and cracked instantly, with countless pieces of gravel splashing.
Then, the long stick in his hand seemed to be ignited, and raging flames surged out from the stick, spreading rapidly to form a sea of fire, illuminating the surrounding space red.
In the sea of fire, Ji Yuan's figure was looming. He raised his long stick and swept it forward suddenly. This sweep was like a sea dragon emerging from the sea with an overwhelming force. The flames and the shadow of the stick intertwined to form a huge wave of fire, sweeping towards the direction where Ling Xiao disappeared. Its power was so strong that it was enough to destroy all obstacles in its way.
However, in the blink of an eye, the two cold rays of light suddenly turned into hundreds of bright rays of light, like stars, densely filling the void, dazzling the eyes.
Ling Xiao's figure seemed to be replaced by countless clones at this moment. It was no longer a single existence, but turned into one hundred agile and elegant phantoms. Each phantom exuded an aura that was no different from the original body, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.
"The Great Demonic Shadow!" With this low murmur, it seemed as if the heaven and earth were shaking, and the mystery of this body movement and combat technique was displayed to the fullest.
It is not only a means of evading or confusing the enemy, but also a deadly weapon that can catch the enemy off guard in battle. Ling Xiao uses this technique to find the flaws of Ji Yuan in the blink of an eye, ready to deliver a fatal blow.
Facing this sudden change, Ji Yuan's eyes flashed with surprise, but it was soon replaced by a more determined will to fight. He knew very well that Ling Xiao was no longer the same as before, and if he was careless again, he would be doomed.
"Don't try to fool me, break it for me!" He roared, his voice filled with unquestionable majesty and power, and swung the long stick in his hand violently. The shadows of the stick overlapped, like raging waves in the sea, one wave higher than the other, almost squeezing and distorting the surrounding space.
In the waves of sticks, flames and strong winds intertwined to form hot and sharp blade auras. Wherever they passed, the air was torn apart, making bursts of shrill whistling sounds.
Ji Yuan's attack was undoubtedly the strongest he could launch at the moment. He vowed to break Ling Xiao's illusion, reveal his true identity, and deal him a heavy blow.
However, how could Ling Xiao's Daluotian Demon Shadow be broken so easily? His one hundred phantoms shuttled flexibly in the air, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing, as if they were integrated with the heaven and earth, making it difficult to grasp their true position.
Each time the stick wave bombarded, it could only hit the phantom, but could not touch Ling Xiao's body. At this moment, the battle became extremely fierce and stalemate, and both sides were looking for each other's flaws, ready to give each other a fatal blow.
When everyone was holding their breath, thinking that this fierce battle would continue like an endless night, with tension and anxiety filling the air, suddenly, the burly and powerful Ji Yuan seemed to be frozen in time, standing stiffly in place, not moving at all.
The air around him seemed to stagnate, and then a gorgeous and mysterious pink mist rose quietly and slowly enveloped his body, like the gentle but deadly morning glow in the early morning, quietly swallowing up all life.
“Hmph, this is the mist magic cast by your affectionate Ji Hu! Since you are so attached to each other, let the two of you be together forever in the illusory fantasy and go to the underworld together.” Ling Xiao’s voice was as cold as ice, without any emotion. The long sword in his hand flashed a bloodthirsty cold light in the afterglow of the setting sun, and every slight tremor seemed to foreshadow the sentence of death.
As the last syllable of the words fell, Ling Xiao suddenly jumped up, like an arrow shot from a bow, and went straight for Ji Yuan's head.
He just turned his wrist and the long sword cut through the air, bringing out a sharp whistle. The sword was as fast as lightning and as fierce as thunder. In an instant, Ji Yuan's head flew high and blood spurted out like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding land red. The pink mist seemed to tremble for a moment at this sudden change, and then slowly dissipated, revealing Ji Yuan's lifeless body.
Ji Yuan's fall did not cause any struggle or groan of pain. His expression still remained in the confusion and bewilderment when he was shrouded in the fog, as if even death itself could not free him from that sudden illusion.
Rather than saying that he was defeated by Ling Xiao's extremely sharp blade, it would be better to say that he was completely lost in the fog carefully arranged by Ji Hu, and became a victim from which no escape could be made.
Ling Xiao stared at all this, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, a mixture of indifference towards the victory and recognition of the powerful force of Ji Hu's Mist Technique.
He knew that if he did not possess an extraordinary martial spirit and an indomitable spirit, he would have been unable to resist the temptation and erosion of the mist. But now, this power has become the sharpest weapon in his hand, and he easily ended Ji Yuan's life.
He had used the Great Luotian Demon Shadow earlier just to confuse Ji Yuan and give himself a chance to attack.
As the bloodthirsty sword spirit slowly approached Ji Yuan's body, which had lost its resistance, an indescribable devouring force began to spread. This bloodthirsty sword spirit seemed to be a living thing, and its desire for vitality made it madly absorb every drop of blood in Ji Yuan's body.
Under the influence of this force, the body of the ape gradually lost its former strength and became shriveled and withered, as if all the vitality had been ruthlessly drained away by the years.
At this moment, the air was filled with a depressing and strange atmosphere, and everyone's eyes were focused on this scene, witnessing the transformation of life and power. (End of this chapter)
