The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1067: Su Qingcheng’s Counterattack

Chapter 1067: Chapter 1067: Su Qingcheng’s Counterattack

Whoosh!

Just as the Fourth Elder grasped the Jadestone Mini-sword, Su Qingcheng abruptly opened her eyes, a gleam bursting forth from the depths.

Her entire being soared like a leaping dragon, her legs powering forcefully, surging forward abruptly.

It was too close, and the Fourth Elder couldn’t react in time, only able to watch helplessly as the Jadestone Mini-sword pierced his heart.

Pfft!

The sharp blade emerged through the back, with blood sliding down the blade.

The Fourth Elder stared in disbelief at the pale-faced woman before him, his dry lips trembling, "You, how come you... didn’t die..."

The moment the words fell, the Spiritual Power contained within the Jadestone Mini-sword erupted unreservedly.

It was Ning Fan’s full-force strike, which in an instant, shattered all of his meridians, his bones were mashed into powder, mixing with his flesh and blood.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang!"

Accompanied by the deep explosion, the last trace of light in the Fourth Elder’s eyes completely dispersed, and his hands weakly fell to his sides.

He never understood until his death, how Su Qingcheng, clearly much weaker than him, managed to survive his full-powered attack.

Su Qingcheng didn’t rush to withdraw the sword but stood still for a while, waiting for her limbs to regain sensation, then she pushed the Fourth Elder’s corpse to the ground.

She glanced at the Jadestone Mini-sword in her hand, a trace of relief curling at the corner of her mouth.

Just now, facing the Fourth Elder’s full-powered attack, she instinctively used the Jadestone Mini-sword to block in front of her.

The material of the Jadestone Mini-sword seemed very special; even after being struck by the Fourth Elder’s Spiritual Power, it still shimmered without any damage.

But to preserve the Spiritual Power within the Jadestone Mini-sword for that final fatal strike, Su Qingcheng chose to endure the rebound force exerted on the mini-sword with her body.

Fortunately, the Fourth Elder’s attack didn’t last long, causing only numbness in Su Qingcheng’s arms and legs.

Had it lasted longer, she might not have had the strength to swing her sword and successfully kill the Fourth Elder.

"Ning Fan... still needs my help..."

Su Qingcheng felt she had recovered sufficiently and moved her feet to head toward Feiyu Sect.

However, as soon as she moved, intense pain flowed through her arms and legs, and her body uncontrollably fell to the ground.

Lines of injuries emerged on her arms and continued to spread, quickly covering both arms.

Her fair, slender arms looked like porcelain forcibly glued together, with each line of injury marking a crack.

Su Qingcheng glanced at her arms and gave a bitter laugh, "As expected... I knew it wasn’t that easy."

She had underestimated the strength of this Flying Immortal Sect Elder; the numbness in her arms and legs wasn’t without injury, it was just that the Spiritual Power of the Jadestone Mini-sword was sustaining her body.

Now the Spiritual Power was nearly exhausted, and her injuries immediately flared up.

Lying on the ground deep in thought for a while, Su Qingcheng gritted her teeth, channeling her Spiritual Power into the Jadestone Mini-sword.

She then grabbed the Jadestone Mini-sword and threw it in the direction of Feiyu Sect.

"Swoosh!"

The Jadestone Mini-sword turned into a streak of light and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

She knew the Jadestone Mini-sword would return to Ning Fan’s side, taking her place to aid him.

After doing all this, Su Qingcheng felt a great burden lift from her heart, and her vision began to blur.

"No... I can’t faint... I still have to go help..."

With that thought, Su Qingcheng’s head tilted, and she passed out.

...

Feiyu Sect.

"You thought you could kill my friend?" Ning Fan, despite his worries, still spoke coldly, "Then guess why he hasn’t returned yet."

In fact, Ning Fan was also sweating for Su Qingcheng.

His senses could vaguely feel a powerful presence constantly releasing energy far away, clearly the Fourth Elder of the Flying Immortal Sect.

And the Jadestone Mini-sword he had given Su Qingcheng retained his aura, allowing him to constantly monitor Su Qingcheng’s condition.

From their auras, Su Qingcheng had been constantly suppressed, not even forming a single effective counterattack.

"What, worried about your friend?"

"Don’t worry, wait a while longer until Fourth Brother brings your friend’s corpse back, then you can see him!"

The Great Elder paused and suddenly revealed a sinister smile on his face.

"Almost forgot, it might not be a whole body, perhaps just an arm, or maybe just a head?"

Clearly, the Great Elder also had a way to sense the aura of the Fourth Elder, his fellow Elder.

In his view, in front of the Fourth Elder, Ning Fan’s so-called ally was as insignificant as an ant.

Just then, the unexpected happened!

The Great Elder and Ning Fan both froze, simultaneously raising their eyes to look into the distance.

"How is that possible?!" The Great Elder glared, veins bulging on his forehead, his expression incredulous, "How could the Fourth’s aura just disappear?"

While Ning Fan was also surprised, he breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

He had initially braced for the worst, that Su Qingcheng would at most hold off the Fourth Elder, but instead, she had outright killed him.

Just a moment ago, both of them had sensed the disappearance of the powerful aura that represented the Fourth Elder.

Excluding the possibility that he suddenly left for the Secular World, it must mean he died at Su Qingcheng’s hands.

"Old ghost! It’s your time to die!"

Seizing the moment the Great Elder was astonished, Ning Fan didn’t hesitate and burst forth fiercely.

Robust Spiritual Power flowed around his body, converging in his palm and forming a sharp, unparalleled sword glow that thrust forward.

"You deserve death ahhh!"

The Great Elder reacted quickly too, his face full of fury as he strikingly retaliated, with surging Spiritual Power condensed into two huge fists that fiercely smashed down.

"Dare to kill Fourth! I want you dead!"

The Elders of the Flying Immortal Sect were as close as brothers, often cultivating together.

Now, suddenly learning of the Fourth Elder’s death, the Great Elder couldn’t control his raging anger.