Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 209 - 188: Juemie Needle (5K Big - Monthly Ticket)_3

Chapter 209: Chapter 188: Juemie Needle (5K Big Chapter Monthly Ticket)_3

Li Xuan didn’t care about what was happening to the dying monk. He turned to Yue Qianqian first and looked her up and down: "Qianqian, are you alright?"

Yue Qianqian nodding immediately like a frightened rabbit, "I’m fine."

She then covered her throat, she had been injured slightly; her throat was nearly torn apart by Faxing.

Seeing that aside from some discomfort in her throat, Yue Qianqian seemed to be unharmed, Li Xuan turned to Xue Yunrou. His voice was filled with concern: "Yunrou, how about you? How did you get hurt? What’s happening in Tieweng City?"

The situation over there was indeed worrying. Even though the view was blocked by a hillock and he couldn’t see it, the continuous sounds of explosions and Lin Ziyang’s beast-like screams left him feeling on edge.

Seeing his concern, Xue Yunrou felt a sweet feeling warming her heart, but she knew the urgency of the situation. She answered solemnly: "I don’t have any major injuries. Lin Ziyang has gone insane. He hates your brother to the point of using the Shenmie Technique just to kill him. I was injured when assisting your brother and his wife with the ’Giant Divine Power Technique’, Lin remotely pointed a finger at me."

Li Xuan’s expression changed slightly. The Shenmie Technique was a fairly common life-risking secret technique in this world. It was an extreme technique to sacrifice oneself.

It allowed one to obtain a combat power far beyond their own at the cost of the extinction of their Primordial Spirit.

Lin Ziyang, who had used the Shenmie Technique, wouldn’t survive. However, Li Yan and his wife, Su Zhaojun, probably wouldn’t either.

Right now, both Jiang Hanyun and Su Linghuan had ascended into the air and were flying towards Tieweng City. Leng Yurou was even ahead of them, directing her Earth Dragon towards the city.

Li Xuan acted quickly after them. His figure transformed into a thunderbolt, erupting at a speed nearly matching Su Linghuan’s.

As soon as he breached through the forest and gazed at the scene with his Tao-protecting Eyes, his pupils slightly altered. As the epicenter of the explosion, chaos reigned within Tieweng City.

What was shocking, however, were the two figures in the sky. Li Yan’s arm was loosely hanging at his side, apparently unable to move. He had two shocking bloody openings on his chest. Above all else, his lower abdomen had a hollow outset

He was full of Golden Needles, barely holding it together and standing before Su Zhaojun.

Her situation was even worse. Although she did not have scary wounds like Li Yan, there was a large amount of blood on her chest. She was frail and had difficulty standing up.

Li Xuan speculated that she was likely internally injured, her lungs and internal organs were probably damaged.

On the side were Shi Shishi and another heavily armored stranger. These two Wu cultivators from the eighth house level were also covered in blood.

They were desperately trying to stop Lin Ziyang, but each swing of his sword was powerfully overwhelming. His magnificent power matched the battles he’d had before against tens of thousands of soldiers.

Even the slightest contact with his sword left them with blood spouting from their mouths and noses.

But they didn’t hesitate for a moment, putting up a fight against Lin Ziyang’s relentless onslaught, even if it resulted in severe injuries.

Jiang Hanyun and Su Linghuan joined in, not reserving any energy, but this only, slightly delayed Li Yan and his wife’s demise.

Because Lin Ziyang had already put his life on the line, completely disregarding others, and relentlessly kept attacking Li Yan and his wife. Even when Jiang Hanyun’s full-force attack hit his shoulder, he didn’t care.

The strong wind and his armor managed to negate most of Jiang Hanyun’s assault. Meanwhile, a strike from Lin Ziyang sent Li Yan and Su Zhaojun flying into a dense forest 20 meters away, barely able to stand up.

"How invigorating! How invigorating!"

Lin Ziyang laughed loudly, continuing his rampage like a wild bull whilst simultaneously dealing with the combined attacks of everyone else. "But this simply isn’t enough. The only way I can vent my hatred is by killing the two of you today."

Li Yan slowly stood up, chuckling: "Lost everything in a wager and don’t wish to live anymore, so you want to drag us along, you’re just another loser in the gambling ring that I’ve seen too many of."

"So, what what about it?"

Lin Ziyang didn’t seem to care. "I think this way, over the years my full hopes and efforts are destroyed in an instant, with all my aspirations empty. I will not be able to escape being hunted down by The Court. So, why should I live? Hey! Chunyang Immortal, Su Zhaojun, Earl Chengyi, Princely Heir Li Yan, it’s not too bad if I could have you two accompany me in my death."

Just then, his expression shifted as he saw Leng Yurou, not far away, raising a black cylinder at him.

This made Lin Ziyang feel a sense of danger for the first time but he continued to move forward. His figure flickered and transformed into dozens of illusions within a moment in order to avoid Leng Yurou’s Divine Consciousness.

His progress was only slightly affected, and in less than half a moment, despite being surrounded and intercepted by several people including Jiang Hanyun, he arrived before Li Yan and his wife once again.

When he swung his sword, reducing everything in a 30-meter radius to nothingness, the entire forest in front of him ceased to exist.

After barely surviving a hit from his sword, Li Yan and Su Zhaojun entered a state of exhaustion. They were both knocked back, falling to the ground a hundred feet away, unable to move.

"You’re all going to die!"

Lin Ziyang’s eyes were filled with stern and relieved expressions. The energy in his body didn’t decrease, but instead increased significantly.

Li Xuan was incredibly anxious. His figure, surrounded by a circle of thunderbolts, was rushing towards them at full speed.

But at that moment, he heard a familiar and pleasantly surprising voice in his ear.

"No need to come over, they’ll be fine."

It was Qiu Qianqiu who was standing before Lin Ziyang: "Desiring to kill those two in front of me, you must be daydreaming."

With one palm stretched out, he directly confronted Lin Ziyang’s Shi of the sword, and then a mushroom cloud rose into the sky above Tieweng City with the release of the Juemie Force.

As the power of great Juemie radiated, Lin Ziyang’s body and Primordial Spirit were crumbling inch by inch, eventually succumbing to annihilation.