Chapter 748: Fierce Battle (1/2)

Face very grim, Nie Tian cast a spell. “Heavenly Wood Heal!”

In the next moment, tens of thousands of wisps of wood power and flesh power mixed up and stopped the gashes in his right arm from bleeding.

As the two types of essence that shared the same origin gathered to his Flame Star-bearing arm, the gashes healed at an unimaginable speed.

In a few seconds, Nie Tian stopped feeling agonizing pain, and the wounds in his right arm stabilized.

PUFF! PUFF! PUFF!

Yin Yanan’s protective ward suddenly exploded. Numerous sword lights that were as fine as hair pierced towards her chest.

The leather armor that wrapped her ample chest shone with silver light as an ancient flesh aura suddenly burst forth from within it, stopping Xing Beichen’s fierce sword lights from piercing into her flesh.

Even so, she let out another muffled groan as she stumbled backwards, as if her body that was as muscular and beautiful as a cougar’s had been hit by a rampaging war chariot.

WHOOSH!

Qiao Yuxni suddenly gave up on returning to her Flame Bird, and instead pounced towards Xing Beichen like a soaring phoenix.

As she formed a hand seal, raging flame power shot out of her spiritual sea and morphed into fireballs.

Each and every fireball had a talisman that resembled the divine flame seal inside of it. Those talismans seemed to be branded with the profound truths of fire, making the fireballs blaze like the sun.

“Nine Yang Pearls!”

The nine crimson fireballs spun like nine small suns.

Yin Yanan instantly realized that their only choice would be to kill or severely injure Xing Beichen. Otherwise, none of them would be able to escape from the Seven Ultimate Soul-splitting Sword Formation.

Wisps of mixed spiritual power and flesh power interwove in front of her, morphing into an illusory Frost Blood Python. “Illusory Beast Incantation!”

Even though the Frost Blood Python wasn’t in physical form, it looked very vivid and alive. Even the flesh power it thrummed with was very similar to that of the real Frost Blood Python.

The illusory Frost Blood Python let out a furious roar as it pounced on Xing Beichen, baring its fangs.

Seeing that Yin Yanan and Qiao Yunxi had reached a mutual understanding, Nie Tian also let out an explosive roar. Regardless of the stabbing pain in his mind, he madly summoned his various types of power with the exception of his soul power.

As torrential power gathered, rage rapidly filled his heart. He clenched his left hand into a fist and prepared to launch Titan’s Wrath.

With a composed expression, Xing Beichen assumed a tighter grip on his black spiritual sword. “It’s a pity that your cultivation bases aren’t high enough.”

He cast the black spiritual sword high into the sky, where it began to float. “Sword Condensing Incantation!”

The sword slowly rotated as thousands of tiny sword lights that were as translucent and sparkling as ice shards shot out in all directions.

Each and every sword light was like a tiny sword, which carried Xing Beichen’s soul awareness and incomparably fierce sword intent.

In Nie Tian’s senses, Xing Beichen seemed to have merged with his spiritual sword and become a huge sword that pierced into the heavens.

He seemed to turn into a god of swords, who could wield every spiritual sword in this universe. Countless tiny sword lights fell from the sky, turning the area around him into a sea of swords.

Qiao Yunxi’s Nine Yang Pearls were struck by the sword lights when they were still about ten meters from Xing Beichen.

The Nine Yang Pearls exploded one after another.

The flame power they carried wasn’t extinguished right away, but rather stayed together like fiery clouds.

However, more sword lights shot over, carrying Xing Beichen’s heaven-ripping sword intent. Like ferocious bugs, they gnawed on the fiery clouds, which grew smaller and smaller.

At the same time, a large number of sword lights formed a slender, semi-transparent sword.

That sword slashed down and split the illusory Frost Blood Python, which Yin Yanan had created with flesh power and spiritual power, in half.

Like a trapped beast, Yin Yanan roared, “It’s not that simple!”

The spirits of ancient beasts appeared in the depths of her bright yet wild eyes.

In the next moment, the split Frost Blood Python morphed into two different pythons.

One was translucent and white like ice, while the other was crimson like blood. They split up and threaded through the numerous sword lights in an attempt to drill into Xing Beichen’s flanks.

In the blink of an eye, the two pythons disappeared into Xing Beichen’s flanks.

One side of his ribs was instantly covered in translucent ice, while the other side thrummed with blood-colored light, as if a spiritual snake was gnawing on his flesh.

Xing Beichen gritted his teeth, as he was apparently in pain. He threw Yin Yanan an approving gaze and said, “I knew you’d be the biggest threat to me, but your efforts won’t change anything.”

As he uttered these words, his ten fingers suddenly turned translucent and sparkling like jade.

Then, he stabbed his fingers, which seemed to have turned into ten small swords, into his own flanks.

CRACK! CRACK!

The ice that covered one side of his ribs shattered and scattered in the air.

The blood-colored light that slithered over his other side died out like snakes that had been stabbed to death.

Seeing how effortlessly he had neutralized their attacks, both Qiao Yunxi and Yin Yanan started to feel powerless, bitter expressions appearing on their faces.