Chapter 222: Desperate Struggle
Chen Wenwu was already greatly startled by the sudden change, his body injured, his five viscera aching, and now seeing the two coming from above and below like killing gods, with raging battle intent, he was naturally terrified.
There was fundamentally no time to think.
Hearing the words “kill Chen Wenwu first,” after his feet touched the ground, he fiercely retreated backward, then turned and used the Spirit Smoke Concealment Technique, rushing out of the stone bridge, flying onto the building by the bridge, and escaping like a wisp of smoke without a trace.
That speed was the fastest he had ever moved in his life.
His mind held only one thought, secretly cursing the two: “They only dare to pick on soft persimmons!”
According to Li Weiyi’s plan, the first move had the best chance of directly killing Hua Yuzi.
Hua Yuzi was indeed very strong, far stronger than ordinary successors, and in a one-on-one, could defeat them with crushing force within dozens of moves. But aside from Luan Sheng Lin You, Ge Xian Tong, and Zuo Qiu Hong, who would dare say they could face two successors in a joint attack and win?
Which successor was simple?
All of them could exchange moves with even the weakest Dao Seed Realm Martial Cultivators.
Even someone as strong as Cang Li, before fully completing the Seventh Sea, had to lose to the combined forces of Long Ting and the Heartless Golden Ape.
It could be said that even if Hua Yuzi was at the peak of condition, Li Weiyi and Yang Qingxi together could withstand his first five moves without defeat.
“Zheng!”
The Tai Xuan Needle’s light was blinding, but Hua Yuzi did not dare close his eyes, forcibly gathering a breath of magic energy and blowing it into the Flowing Silver Mask on his face.
The Flowing Silver Mask left his face, condensing into an incomparably mysterious silver Shield Seal, blocking Yang Qingxi’s most dangerous first sword aimed at his brow.
“Hua!”
Li Weiyi struck out the Ci Hang Kai Guang Finger Force from afar, stirring up thousands of flying snow, powerful and domineering to the extreme, arriving at the same time as the Tai Xuan Needle. In Hua Yuzi’s current state, how could he block two major killing moves at once?
After hard-resisting the coffin lid impact, he swung out the Hundred Character Scripture Magic Tool Silver Ruler that he hadn’t had time to activate.
“Boom!”
The Silver Ruler exploded the finger force light beam.
The light blasted through the night sky, with energy blasts spreading hundreds of meters away.
Li Weiyi secretly marveled at the terror of Hua Yuzi’s combat power; in such a desperate situation, he could still block the two’s first move assassination attempt—it was simply heaven-defying.
Since it was a carefully planned assassination, it naturally wouldn’t give Hua Yuzi any chance to breathe.
At the same time as striking out the Ci Hang Kai Guang Finger, the Yellow Dragon Sword slashed diagonally downward, dragging a sword light like a yellow crescent moon.
Just the residual force of the sword light severed a rift groove into the stone bridge protected by formations.
“Pu!”
Hua Yuzi’s freshly raised protective magic energy was dispersed by this sword light, blood spurting from his mouth again as he retreated several steps, his internal magic energy unable to effectively gather.
At this moment, he hated Chen Wenwu to death.
If Chen Wenwu hadn’t fled and blocked for a few breaths instead, he absolutely could have instantly turned the battle around.
The two’s attacks were too fast; Hua Yuzi couldn’t even escape. The moment he turned, he would be instantly killed.
The Shield Seal formed by the Flowing Silver Mask couldn’t block Yang Qingxi’s sword.
“Ci la!”
The Tai Xuan Needle struck like lightning, piercing Hua Yuzi’s neck.
The sword tip emerged from the back of his neck…
Strangely, Hua Yuzi’s expression didn’t change; he gritted his teeth and let out a muffled hum, instead punching Yang Qingxi in the chest.
This punch was delivered with his powerful physical body.
Yang Qingxi’s protective magic energy and battle intent were both penetrated, and finally, the magic tool battle robe on her body blocked Hua Yuzi’s fist. Her body flew backward several zhang, kneeling on one knee with the sword supporting her, spitting out a mouthful of blood through gritted teeth, her eyes cold and fierce as she swiftly charged back in to kill.
Yang Qingxi was very clear that as long as they could kill Hua Yuzi tonight, her father and grandfather would have full reason and confidence to protect her life in front of the Sui Sect’s major families.
Killing Hua Yuzi would be enough to make her and the Sui Sect renowned under heaven, and it was even very possible for her to catch the eye of that Second Palace Master.
So, let’s go all out!
There wouldn’t be another chance like this to change her fate—absolutely not.
“Ah…”
Hua Yuzi, attending to one thing and losing the other, although he punched Yang Qingxi flying, was also struck on the scalp by Li Weiyi’s sword, losing a small piece of skull.
Li Weiyi’s sword had originally aimed to sever his neck, but he evaded it with swift speed.
Hua Yuzi was not human, so being pierced through the neck by Yang Qingxi’s sword wasn’t fatal. But having his scalp and skull shaved off by the Yellow Dragon Sword caused him unbearable pain, with a strange power invading his head and spreading throughout his body.
At this moment, he couldn’t fully mobilize his internal magic energy, couldn’t immediately refine it, and still had to cope with the two’s relentless dense attacks without gaps.
“Peng!”
Yang Qingxi’s sword stabbed into Hua Yuzi’s heart.
The sword tip was blocked by the magic tool battle robe, but the magic tool battle robe wasn’t fully activated and couldn’t resolve much of the penetrating power.
Hua Yuzi was flung backward…
Li Weiyi closely followed, swiftly swinging his sword.
“Puchi!”
The sword broke through Hua Yuzi’s magic tool battle robe, a chi-long blood mark appearing on his chest, revealing the white bones inside.
Yang Qingxi descended from the sky, thrusting a fatal sword at Hua Yuzi’s brow.
“You… seeking death…”
His furious roar echoed through the night sky, shaking the stone bridge until it could no longer bear it and collapsed with a boom.
Hua Yuzi, after hard-resisting their three strikes, finally mobilized enough magic energy, erupting with six-colored radiance from within his body. Even the blood in his wounds turned six-colored.
“Chi chi!”
His robes were torn apart by the expansion, six-colored feathers growing on his skin, his arms turning into double wings…
In an instant, he reverted to his original form, becoming a giant six-colored peacock over ten meters long, its brilliant tail feathers unfolding in burning flames, clashing against the dozen-meter-long silver Long River Intent falling from mid-air.
“Pu!”
The silver Long River Intent exploded; Yang Qingxi was struck by his tail feathers into an unrecognizable state, her whole body drenched in blood as she flew out plummeting.
But that desperate sword also nailed the Tai Xuan Needle into Hua Yuzi’s body.
Although Hua Yuzi had transformed into a massive six-colored peacock, the wound from the Yellow Dragon Sword was even more shocking, enlarging as his body enlarged. Especially the sword wound on his chest and abdomen, several meters long and half a meter deep.
Li Weiyi’s offense failed; Hua Yuzi tore apart his protective magic energy with one claw, like being struck by five finger-shaped mountains, his bones creaking inside, instantly suffering heavy injuries.
Facing a master of this level, once he reacted and stabilized his disadvantage, any single strike would be very hard for the current Li Weiyi to withstand.
This was also why he hadn’t released the Phoenix Wing Moth Emperor.
Against Hua Yuzi, they only had one or two breaths of golden time and could only use speed to beat strength. The Phoenix Wing Moth Emperor’s current attack power couldn’t deal fatal damage to Hua Yuzi and would instead hinder Li Weiyi and Yang Qingxi’s moves.
Li Weiyi quickly retreated, seeing the massive six-colored peacock already bloodshot-eyed with killing and attacking again. He also saw the left and right attendants stabilizing their injuries and arriving, as well as the fleeing Chen Wenwu returning.
Knowing the general trend was gone, no matter how unwilling, he had to leave.
“Go!”
Li Weiyi roared, pulling back the heavily injured Yang Qingxi who was still trying to fight desperately.
“No! There’s still a chance, a once-in-a-lifetime chance, I’m not willing…” Yang Qingxi’s hair disheveled, killing intent thick.
“Pa!”
Li Weiyi slapped her heavily across the face.
Even if they killed Hua Yuzi, being surrounded by Chen Wenwu and the left and right attendants in their current heavily injured state would mean certain death.
Yang Qingxi clenched her fists tightly, turning her face, her eyes glaring coldly at Li Weiyi, spitting out a mouthful of blood water, and calming down: “Go!”
The two jumped off the broken bridge, plunging into the water.
The river water was exceptionally cold, but because it flowed down from Taoli Mountain and absorbed magic energy, it hadn’t frozen.
Yang Qingxi used her Water Escape Technique; Li Weiyi tightly hugged her neck, the rapid water flow roaring in his ears, incredibly fast—almost eerie.
She was too heavily injured, and had to carry another person; after escaping only four li along the river, she spat out large mouthfuls of blood.
The technique ended…
The two floated up from the water.
Li Weiyi sensed something and looked back, instantly his scalp going numb.
There, a massive six-colored bird shadow flew over the winding river channel, tracking by scent. That terrifying killing intent chilled one to the bone even from miles away.
Hua Yuzi possessed the same sensitive magic energy perception as Er Feng, so he knew Yang Qingxi had taken the five boxes of Spring Coins. And at this moment, he was also using that perception to judge the direction of Yang Qingxi’s water escape.
Yang Qingxi finished regulating her breathing, her face pale as death, trembling as she said: “Go… I can escape once more…”
Li Weiyi’s eyes fixed dead on the increasingly close massive bird shadow in mid-air: “No more running! Since it dares to chase alone, then send it on its way.”
Li Weiyi had previously feared being surrounded by Chen Wenwu and the left and right attendants, afraid they couldn’t escape. But Hua Yuzi was too fast, pulling ahead of the three chasing on the ground.
And that distance was Li Weiyi’s chance to strike.
And only one move’s chance.
“You’re going to fight again? We’re both heavily injured; we absolutely can’t fight anymore, no chance.” Yang Qingxi said.
Li Weiyi said: “Right! You think we have no chance, so will he. He’s also heavily injured.”
Mad battle intent surged in Yang Qingxi’s eyes: “Good! Then let’s see whose life is tougher!”
“What order energy?”
“Sixth Order.”
“Very good. If you can hard-resist one strike from him without dying, he’ll die today. As long as you have one breath left, I’ll definitely take you away.”
After stuffing the Ghost Flag to her, Li Weiyi swiftly submerged into the water and disappeared.
“Why not escape?”
Although Hua Yuzi was wounded in the head by the Yellow Dragon Sword, he hadn’t completely lost reason. The reason he chased was because he knew how heavily injured Yang Qingxi was—she absolutely couldn’t escape far.
Yang Qingxi stared fixedly at the rapidly approaching Hua Yuzi; the madness in her eyes instead subsided, entering an unprecedented state of reason and calm, injecting magic energy into the Ghost Flag.
Nether Mist gradually surged out from the Ghost Flag.
Releasing the Ghost General required time. For a clash between masters where life and death were decided in an instant, this time was a bit too long!
Hua Yuzi knew there was a Ghost General in the Ghost Flag with combat power not inferior to his—how could he give Yang Qingxi the chance to release it? Thus, his wings flapped fiercely, erupting at maximum speed, diving down to tear her to shreds ahead of time.
“Hua!”
Li Weiyi leaped from the water on its right side, feet stepping on a Yellow Dragon light shadow, instantly appearing above the six-colored peacock’s head. Ten zhang above the water surface.
Five battle intents manifested behind him, five Li Weiyi figures simultaneously evolving martial moves.
Hands tightly gripping the sword hilt, raised overhead.
In this instant, he erupted with 140% combat power, reaching successor level.
“Hua!”
A sword qi longer than the six-colored peacock’s body, like a dazzling bolt of cloth, slashed at its neck.
“Puchi!”
Head and body separated, blood flowing like a waterfall.
The river water was dyed red.
The headless peacock corpse fell, splashing massive waves.
Then it floated up, drifting on the surface.
When Chen Wenwu and the left and right attendants arrived, they only saw this shocking and horrifying scene, all sinking into despair, secretly crying out: “Oh heavens, it’s over!”
