821 The Final Battle At Tianxuan Cliff 3 (1/2)
The sword stabbed right at her heart!
As the man succeeded in his assault, disbelief colored him. 'This – this girl's actual cultivation base is much higher than mine, but it's just a lack of combat experience. How can she allow me to stab right at her heart without even attempting to protect herself?'
He had only managed to carry his thoughts to this point because the moment his sword pierced Ji Lingxi's heart, the crimson glare appeared as expected.
The powerful repercussion lashed back in a furious counterattack.
His sword disintegrated into dust with a soft pop. As the red glare swept over him, the man was astounded, quickly withdrawing to avoid the beam as much as he could. It was too bad that the crimson beam had come too fast – at least, it was faster than he had imagined.
A tidal wave of energy came into contact with his hand. The man felt his right hand, that could have strangled a tiger, vanish without any room for rebuff. Yes, it had simply disappeared! He could not even feel the searing pain in time.
As the man's hand was smashed instantly, the red light did not stop there, catching up to him. The man was flung away, but he finally could react in time, roaring hoarsely to warn his companions, ”Something's up with this girl! There's a backlash…”
Before he could finish his words, he was already tens of thousands of miles away, hurled forth by the crimson light. As expected, he was dismembered as well, dying without an intact body.
The other two attackers watched with wide eyes how another one of their comrades had been flung away without a reason and died a pitiful, pulverized death. Both of them shuddered with goosebumps racking through them as they faced such a bizarre situation.
What was going on? How could two of their brothers whom they had known for thousands of years fly away so rapidly and die so horribly? They had never seen something so peculiar in their lives!
One person hacked his sword at the girl's neck and was killed by the repercussion; another person stabbed his sword into the girl's heart and was again, killed by the repercussion! No matter how they looked at the case, it was simply too mystical! They were equally shocked.
Describing the battle in words was troublesome and lengthy, but the actual process was completed with the snap of a finger, already happening in the blink of an eye; passed, gone, ended completely.
The enemies disappeared in the thick fog, withdrawing themselves from the fight.
Immediately, the wavering fog calmed down.
Yun Yang retracted his Divine Edge from the thick fog and saw a line of blood slowly dripping down from the blade without surprise. Almost instantly, the saber recovered its pristine state again, glowing iridescently like spring amidst the mist.
Somewhere along the way, Ji Lingxi had come to his side. Looking at the saber in Yun Yang's hand, she muttered, ”The legend has it that some treasured sabers possess the mystical ability to automatically absorb the fog in places like this. I don't know if it's true. Can this saber of yours do that?”
Staring at the untainted blade that was glowing brighter in the dense mist, Yun Yang answered faintly, ”This saber has such mystical ability, but this fog is produced by formations. Even if the saber could absorb it, the fog is being continuously produced. Single-handedly absorbing it doesn't garner much effect.”
”However, this saber has greater uses in this fog.”
Yun Yang chuckled softly.
”There's a total of eight people in this round of ambush, am I right?” Ji Lingxi asked fervently, ”How many did you kill?”
Yun Yang coughed and carefully recalled, answering, ”It seems like two were injured… but they escaped. Their abilities are remarkable and their timing is appropriate too. It's not easy to kill them.”