C40 (1/2)
The three of them were wrapped in a slightly red Qi wave. The heat wave became more and more intense, and Ye Chanhan felt as if he was in the middle of a flame.
”If the three of us stack our inner energy, we might have a chance of survival.” Nangong Ping was sweating profusely, he was clearly tired. Although Ye Wen had used up all his energy, Ye Wen Han and Good Wind could only barely hear them.
It was true that it was terrifying to return to the soul after dispersing. However, it would never change since time immemorial when there was no first place in the art of writing and no second place in the art of martial arts. A battle of mutual destruction was very effective against those whose strength was equal to his, or perhaps only slightly stronger than his. But if there was a huge disparity in strength, then the method of mutual destruction was equivalent to suicide. Ye Mo Han understood Nangong Ping's meaning, it was nothing more than the three of them combining their inner strength together. After combining their power, it would far exceed Lu Ming Jie's [Disperse Spirit] technique. The three of them could not be worried about their lives, and even Lu Ming Jie would be no different from a dead man.
At this critical moment, just a thought was enough to connect the three of them. Nangong Ping's words had removed most of the estrangement between the three of them. When inner strength was balanced, if everyone who used it had their own considerations, not only would they not be able to defend against the enemy at the same time, they would even be repelling each other with their inner strength.
At this moment, Ye Mo Han was in front, while Liang Rufeng and Nangong Ping were behind. Both of them stretched out their palms to press against Ye Mo Han's back. Ye Mo Han immediately felt two warm currents flowing into his body, the heat suddenly subsided, and his mind became clear. Ye Chanhan only felt that his body was as light as a swallow, as if he was flying straight into the clouds. The scenery before his eyes was abnormally gentle and beautiful, something he had never seen before. How could he have known that this internal energy was like flowing water, leaving behind some of it wherever it went? The internal energy of Liang Rufeng and Nangong Ping was not weak in the martial arts world. It was like two currents flowing through Ye Mo Han's body. Ye Wen Han's internal energy had reached a limit and it was very difficult for him to break through. It was unexpected that after the inner strength of the two of them intersected with Ye Mo Han's own inner strength, Ye Mo Han's inner strength actually grew a lot closer to Ye Mo Han's body in this life or death situation.
Ye Mo Han couldn't help but let out a clear whistle, then he stretched out both of his palms, and an invisible wave of Qi burst out from his palms. In the cramped secret passageway, two massive forces collided with a loud bang that seemed to resound throughout the world.
Liu Yiyi and Xie Feiyan woke up after the loud explosion. Their ears were ringing for a long time. Liu Yiyi and Xie Feiyan were in a daze when they saw two figures fly out and crash into two stone walls.
The two figures that flew out were Liang Rufeng and Nangong Ping. The three of them used Ye Mo Han's body as a channel to collide with Lu Mingjie's inner force. These two forces were extremely powerful. The rebound force after the collision passed through Ye Wen Han's body and returned a blow to Liang Wuren and Nangong Ping. The two of them used up all their energy and didn't have any new strength, so they couldn't help but fly back a few meters while Ye Wen Han remained unharmed.
Before Lu Mingjie had used the Soul Divergence Technique, his internal Qi had already been depleted. After he had used the Soul Divergence Technique, Lu Mingjie himself was already spent. However, he had never expected that Ye Mo Han's group of three would be able to come up with an idea at such a crucial moment, allowing their Qi to superimpose on each other, and actually suppress his Soul Divergence technique.
”I've been hiding my true self for the rest of my life. When I was determined to become a hero in the martial arts world, I ended up like this.” Lu Mingjie's voice was weak, as if he could collapse at any moment. His words contained a hint of self-mockery, as well as pity for himself.
No one paid attention to him. A dying person's kindness and ill will were not that important.
Xie Feiyan stood up and picked up her sword. Her steps were slow, light and graceful. Walking up to Lu Mingjie, he hesitated for a moment before thrusting the sword in his hand forward. Even if he was going to die, he had to make him die by his own hands. This was what Xie Feiyan had done for Xie Feipeng.
The moment she stabbed into him, Ye Han saw that Xie Feiyan's body was trembling, and her hands were shaking even more. This should be the first time she had killed someone. Recalling that Xie Feipeng had been killed by Zhang Qingwu, and that Xie Feiyan had not yet heard of it, Ye Jianhan couldn't help but worry for Xie Feiyan's safety. Xie Feiyan knew that after her brother was killed, she would most likely seek revenge on Zhang Qingwu. If she really did that, Xie Feiyan would follow in Xie Feipeng's footsteps.