Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 960 - 960 920 The Final Trump Card

960: Chapter 920: The Final Trump Card 960: Chapter 920: The Final Trump Card After creating the Fiery Sword Qi, Lu Chuan swept it towards the direction with the most afterimages in front of him.

Boom!!!

The Fiery Sword Qi went towards the afterimages with a bright and dazzling flame.

As the Sword Qi passed through the afterimages, they were completely dispersed and vanished, and for a moment, a large number of the surrounding afterimages were eradicated.

Just then, Lu Chuan caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye that one of the figures shifted slightly.

Though the movement was small, Lu Chuan captured it precisely in his sight.

“I’m not going to give you any chance!”

Lu Chuan charged towards that figure and in an instant, he was in front of the afterimage.

He thrust out vigorously with his sword, only to find, astonishingly, that his sword had passed through the body without causing any substantial harm; no blood flowed out, nor did any cries of pain sound.

Seeing this, Lu Chuan was momentarily stunned.

“Lu Chuan!

The person is behind you!”

Lu Chuan turned around sharply and saw Nangong Qianying standing right behind him, raising his long blade.

“Hahaha, you’ve got no chance now!”

He swung the long blade down again, slashing at Lu Chuan.

Whoosh!

An afterimage shot towards him once more, its momentum ferocious and its speed astonishing, reaching Lu Chuan in nearly an instant.

“Die!”

The afterimage maintained a thrusting stance, stabbing at Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan hurriedly rolled to the side, exerting all his speed, yet still suffered a stab wound to his arm.

Blood flowed down his arm as Lu Chuan winced in pain, clenching his teeth.

Meanwhile, Nangong Qianying slowly walked towards Lu Chuan.

“Hahaha, this is my playground now, I can toy with you as I please, and right now, you’re nothing but a plaything for me.

If I want to kill you, it’d take but minutes!”

He laughed proudly, his laughter filled with self-confidence.

Lu Chuan stood up and charged at Nangong Qianying once again.

“This time, I definitely won’t give you the chance to get close!”

He gripped the long blade, planning to unleash a flurry of slashes at Lu Chuan.

At this moment, Lu Chuan had noticed that Nangong Qianying’s breathing had become rapid, and his movements with the blade were no longer as crisp as before.

Clearly, the escape technique that had dispersed the afterimages, though it did so extensively, had severely depleted his physical strength; it must have been a life-saving trump card.

Nangong Qianying, albeit unharmed, was now panting heavily from the great exertion.

Seeing this, Lu Chuan knew he still had a significant chance of winning.

This time, as he charged over, Lu Chuan turned his pupils into Indestructible Golden Eye Pupils.

Hum!!!

Lu Chuan opened his eyes wide and stared at Nangong Qianying.

In that instant, Nangong Qianying only felt his head sink, a sharp pain echoing inside, his brain ringing continuously, causing his body to wobble as if he were about to fall over.

He almost didn’t maintain his balance, stumbling slightly, nearly falling to the ground.

Nangong Qianying quickly stood up, looked at Lu Chuan, and roared in rage, “Little beast, you still have mental attack techniques, not bad at all.

It seems I’ve underestimated you.”

“However, that’s in vain, die!”

He swung his long blade in rapid succession, continuously launching attacks at Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan, seeing this, grew tense as well.

Now, if he were to activate the Supreme Phantom Dodge Skill, the physical exertion would be too great, and he feared it would affect the subsequent battle.

He gazed at the Soul Terminating Sword in his hand, his heart beginning to mutter.

“It seems, the gap in strength between me and a Martial Saint Realm Grade 4 powerhouse is still too big…”

“In the end, do I have to rely on the power of this Immortal Artifact to finish off the opponent?”

Lu Chuan only hesitated for a moment before deciding to play his trump card.

He had no more chances left; Nangong Qianying’s current assault was truly beyond what Lu Chuan felt capable of facing.

If he took it head-on, it would only result in worsening his injuries.

Therefore, he had to end Nangong Qianying now!

There could be no further delay!

Lu Chuan said resolutely, “I can’t give you any more chances, this is where it ends, it’s time for you to die!”

“Big talk, I want to see what makes you so bold to waste my time with your words!”

Yuan Tiancheng watched Lu Chuan with a worried expression in his eyes, seemingly aware that Lu Chuan was in an absolute disadvantage.

Although up close, Lu Chuan could obviously instill fear in Nangong Qianying.

But as soon as the distance was increased, the gap in their strength became immediately apparent, and Lu Chuan found it very difficult to withstand Nangong Qianying’s attacks.

Therefore, if Lu Chuan couldn’t fend off this round of attacks, the only thing he could face was death.

It wasn’t just Yuan Tiancheng who saw it this way; Su Changyue felt the same.

She gazed at Lu Chuan’s figure and, feeling dejected, lowered her head.

Her beautiful eyes shifted away, no longer willing to watch Lu Chuan’s figure.

She was very disappointed.

She had hoped to witness an ending where both parties were injured, giving her an opportunity.

But now, if Lu Chuan were to die by Nangong Qianying’s hand, wouldn’t that mean Nangong Qianying would take everything from Lu Chuan?

By then, a more powerful warrior possessing the Divine Tree branch would leave her completely hopeless of ever reclaiming the item.

Soon after, she sighed helplessly and turned to leave the place…

At that moment, Lu Chuan’s right hand gripped the Soul Terminating Sword tightly.

His left hand’s index and middle fingers together, he slid them from the base to the tip of the sword.

Suddenly, the blade was wrapped in a blue glow.

On the blade, numerous bizarre runes flowed rapidly, and in the midst of the sword, as if a rift had opened, a fearsome and formidable energy that inspired fear surged forth.

Seeing this, Nangong Qianying’s brows furrowed tightly, and his lips trembled.

He looked at Lu Chuan and asked anxiously, “What are you doing?”

He could clearly feel the immense energy.

Now, he began to worry about what Lu Chuan was planning to do with that energy.

Without the luxury of time to think further, he launched several afterimages in quick succession toward Lu Chuan.

Series of fierce attacks hurtled toward Lu Chuan.

Standing his ground, Lu Chuan released the soul bodies from within the sword, launching them forward.

Suddenly, the sky dimmed, the air around them surged, and even the dust on the ground was whipped into the air.

Streams of soul bodies were released from the blade and began to roam around Lu Chuan.

“What…

what is that?

So many soul bodies, what is going on?

What are you trying to do?”

Nangong Qianying immediately panicked; it was clear to him that at this moment, Lu Chuan felt a sense of relief, as if the fight was already over.

This level of confidence wasn’t feigned; it was an internal assurance he exuded, firmly believing that the battle was concluded.

A full hundred soul bodies emerged from within the sword!

Swish!

Lu Chuan pointed his sword at Nangong Qianying and, in an instant, the hundred soul bodies swarmed toward Nangong Qianying to besiege him.

Nangong Qianying roared and began to frantically dodge.