Chapter 447 - True Death II (1/2)
Qinyang was doing her best trying to gather herself! She could feel her body bursting from the inside as it tried to breathe. Qinyang's eyes almost popped as her thoughts quickly became scrambled, [What the hell! His cultivation is still long from reaching its peak, yet this is so painful already!]
Devils were beings who control the physical body. With their wings signifying the power of their strength.
It had been said that a Devil with a single pair of wings could match a sixth-generation Deity Beast. For a three-pair? They could fight up to fourth generation deities and add the mastery of the sword and experience that Wang Ling tempered for 70,000 years, then one could only think of the consequences.
Limited cultivation or not these Impostors could very much easily stand up against those with cultivation multiple times above theirs. Qinyang was trying her best to gather everything that was within her just to keep up!
But as she managed to finally see her surrounding, all that she saw was the one with five haloes hovering right above her with a giant ball of vermillion flames, ”Let's see if you can survive this.”
BOOM!
The ball of flame stopped just before her face and then exploded the next moment blowing her several meters deep onto the ground!
The two Impostors then jumped high up, they drew their swords and gathered their qi to their swords.
They intended to mince her while she was incapacitated, but from the billowing smokes, Qinyang appeared with a still regenerating left leg. She quickly flew high up and then grabbed the two by the head summoned her strength and then threw them to the same side!
In the middle of her hand movement, she clasped both hands and quickly created a ball of vermillion flames that she stretched into a spear. That spear was then stretched out even further then split into seven respective weapons.
”Flame Origin Art: Seven Fire Stars!” she threw the seven spears and though they were all deflected with a sword, that created an opening that allowed her to cross the distance and make a wind up without caring for creating an opening.
Her right hand holding the sword reached her back, ”Heralding Sword: Fire's Equinox!” her blade was engulfed in flames, a severe sense of danger engulfed the two Impostors, they smiled in appreciation to her efforts, but they were already prepared to deflect such a powerful strike.
Slash!
Yet… the sword never came into contact with their swords nor body. The sword missed entirely and carrying the weight of his swing, Qinyang let it drag her body downwards, and then, her body somersaulted and delivered a heel kick to the one with Holy Qi's face!
BOOM!
The two Impostors body was sent flying several meters back once again, but the one with the Holy Qi grabbed his companion by the arm and flung him back to Qinyang.
Qinyang's face turned pale, quickly, she tried raising her hands to block, but both her wrists were held and crushed to dust! It would have already taken a while to heal such an injury, but as the Impostor gathered his Devilish strength, he tightly held onto Qinyang's wrist and never let go even as he threw her away!
”AAAhhhh~” A scream finally escaped Qinyang as her arms were ripped away from her shoulders! Blood escaped her system for a few seconds before being stopped by her bloodlines. She gritted her teeth, but only as she reached the ground did she saw the other Impostor waiting with a sword in hand.
With a reverse grip he aimed to stab her on the head, but Qinyang used her waist to twist her body and then somersaulted to receive the sword on the side of her torso! Holy Qi invaded her system and to the Impostor's surprised, Qinyang managed to still grit her teeth, regain the earth's feel on her heel jump high up, and then flap her two pair of wings to escape.
Right now, her face contorted with pain yet she never stopped moving. She ran and ran, like a terrified lamb for the slaughter. Nevertheless, even without an arm to speak of, her eyes never changed.
She was moving, never stalling, stopping to wallow in despair. She was constantly thinking, trying to think of a way to surpass the situation, she… was having fun and the Impostors saw this and was all the more confused, but thinking that she was a Phoenix Deity of unknown generations, they understood why.
”How typical. Well, they are no different from the Devils, their heart craves the heat of the battle to unwind their gathering fire.” Phoenixes were known to be elegant and wise, but the truth was that Phoenixes were battle-hungry beasts who wish to fight so they could let the fire within them explode out of their bodies.
The Impostors quickly resumed their hunt and as they did so they continuously stripped Qinyang of her weapons. It was not just her sword, chunks of flesh, her wings, everything was being picked off one by one.
The Impostors would receive damage, but even then, nothing would be heavy. Simply put, they were fighting from a distance, utilizing the strength of number as they dismantled Qinyang without so much as a form of mercy!
Yet, Qinyang was still standing, but not for long.
Qinyang stood at an elevated rock, looking down on the ones who had been killing her slowly and securely. Ragged breathing jittering eyes, she was searching for an out, but… there was none.
”Are you still trying to find a way to live? You won't so just give up.” The one with three pairs of wings uttered.
The Impostors watched them from a high vantage point, she looked down upon them, and without a hand, she couldn't flip them off, so she used her toes instead, ”It's a two against one situation, do you think you should be proud of this at all? Why not come here and see for yourself if you can kill me?”
Her confidence was apparent, but she only looked like a pitiful child grasping an invisible rope.
The Impostors sighed and the one with the Golden Rings smiled, ”Let us end this already, we still need to find the one who called upon the Bell of Heavens.”
The one with the Hellish Qi agreed, quickly, he touched the ground and appeared before Qinyang, whose smile still did not waver. The Impostor got in range and swung his sword mid-movement.
”Blood Seeking Sword: Culling River!”
From south to north, his sword traveled. Qinyang's wings was cut off, but she managed to dodge. She kicked, but—
”Blood Seeking Sword: Blood Moon!” a circular motion took its place, her leg was cut off and then, as she fell to her knees, the Impostor finally made his final movement, ”Blood Seeking Sword: Sunrise Blood.”
From west to east, a sword path was created, Qinyang's vulnerable neck was the perfect target, the angle was spotless, and both of them knew it.
The smile… never disappeared, one last time, her body burst into flames, quickly, she transferred her healing factor to regrowing her arms!
Qinyang swung her elbow and deflected the sword and with her remaining arm, she came from a low vantage point, ”Heralding Blade: Phoenix Soars to the Nine Heavens!”
Qinyang aimed for the neck as well, she wanted to kill the might adversary before her, she wanted to triumph! But just like how she foresaw the Impostor's sword, her enemy managed to do the same.
The Impostor moved his neck and then swung the deflected blade, ”Blood Seeking Blade: Calamity Connection.”