Chapter 116: Dust Settles
Silver light scattered, less than three feet away from Qin Feng..
Then came a neigh, and the previously disappeared Dead Bone Hoof slowly appeared, but its head had already been severed!
The cut was smooth, making people feel uneasy!
And on the ground, a sword mark penetrated deep into the earth!
The horse’s head landed, the eerie green ghost fire in its eyes extinguished, and its body turned into black smoke, disappearing with the wind.
Dead Bone Hoof was dead!
Just with one sword!
Who had such strength in Jinyang City? Who could slay a Fourth Calamity Cycle Beast with a single sword?
Qin Feng thought of a possibility but still found it hard to believe.
He opened his mouth and looked up. There was a white figure that even the black night couldn’t conceal.
The black and cyan colors floated, and the pure white skin was like a bright moon, with eyes that seemed to sparkle like stars.
Even though she was sitting in a wheelchair, she still looked like a fairy descending to earth, breathtakingly beautiful.
“It’s really her.” Qin Feng muttered, his emotions extremely complex.
Liu Jianli also floated down beside him, holding a sword box in her arms, hands resting calmly on her knees, looking serene as if the previous sword was not swung by her at all.
“Why did you come?” Qin Feng asked in a daze.
“To take you back to the Qin residence.” Liu Jianli said, glancing over with a delicate side profile that made people trance-like.
Her voice was still crisp, making Qin Feng’s heart sway involuntarily.
“Okay,” Qin Feng replied subconsciously.
The earth trembled again!
The powerful giant white bone skeleton, after being knocked down by Si Zheng, rose again with the support of one bone arm.
With a swing of its bone palm, it shattered the buildings in the city, and stones splattered everywhere.
Seeing the half-person-sized rubble about to fall on the unconscious citizens, Qin Feng’s expression changed.
However, the flying rubble, in just a breath’s time, was shattered into sand by an unknown force.
This was too strong. Qin Feng glanced at the beauty beside him and couldn’t help but swallow.
“The white bone skeleton is not dead. The people unconscious here are still in danger. You stay here to guard them, and I’ll go home to call for help.” Qin Feng said this and was about to leave.
Liu Jianli’s red lips moved slightly, “No need.”
“Huh?” Qin Feng looked at her in confusion.
Then, Liu Jianli’s right hand stroked the delicate sword box. On the surface of the sword box, ancient patterns flashed with a hint of light.
Crack!
Crack!
The sword box opened to both sides, and a sword handle slowly emerged.
Qin Feng even heard the sound of mountains and rivers flowing, and the tinkling of spring water.
With a gesture of Liu Jianli’s right hand, the sword in the sword box instantly flew out and landed in her hand.
At this point, Qin Feng finally saw the full appearance of the sword.
The sword is three feet long, three fingers wide, with a blue and white pattern engraved on the blade, resembling flowing water.
This sword is definitely extraordinary!
Liu Jianli grips the sword in her hand, raising her right hand.
A faint blue sword light emerges, like surging ocean waves, directly slashing the enormous white skeletal figure!
The sword light pierces through its massive body, and the white skeleton freezes in mid-air, raising its bony arms.
Si Zheng, who is battling it, widens his eyes. In his astonished gaze, the white skeletal figure is unexpectedly cleaved in half!
The blue sword light doesn’t stop; it sweeps through the air, cutting through the dark clouds that obscure the moonlight.
A sword that splits the heavens, breaking through the white moonlight!
The water-like sword aura remains undispersed.
At the entrance of Listen To Rain Pavilion, an old man lies on a wicker chair, watching this scene. He leisurely says, “In the Great Qian Divine Sword List, there are ten divine swords, and the Myriad Sect possesses three of them.
On the Heavy Sword Mountain, a force of a thousand pounds reigns.
In the Nine Heavens, divine thunder descends, and purple lightning strikes.
Rushing into the sea, the cold water sings.
This Cold Water Sword is indeed deserving of its seventh place on the list of divine swords.”
What surprises the old man even more is Liu Jianli, who hasn’t even entered the realm of the Myriad Gods. Her swordsmanship has already reached such a peak.
“At this rate, not to mention the Sword God realm, even if she breaks through the heavens in the future, I won’t be surprised.” The old man tilts his head back and takes a sip of wine, looking content.
Looking within a hundred feet of him, the ashes of the demons are continuous. No matter how the night wind blows, it cannot clean them.
On the other side, Old Li looks at the moon reappearing in the sky, his expression both complicated and pleased.
There are talented people in the Great Qian Dynasty. As a result, a healthy and prosperous world that was unimaginable in the past may one day be realized.
He walks back to his humble dwelling, leaning on a cane. Though his figure seems desolate, it remains straight.
Behind him, the translucent figures of green-clad soldiers slowly dissipate, along with the countless demon corpses.
Outside Jinyang City, in mid-air, Yao Zang pants heavily, his clothes tattered. His right arm hangs limply, and one of his legs has been twisted into a spiral.
“Who are you? Who the hell are you!” Yao Zang roars hysterically.
He thought this faceless person was at most a Thirty-Six Star, but he was completely wrong.
The opponent’s strength is definitely at the level of the Twelve Divine Generals!
The faceless man didn’t respond, and pressed down with his right hand. Yao Zang was instantly pressed down by a huge force, and fell fiercely to the ground.
Bang!
With a loud noise, the plain earth unexpectedly cracks into pieces, and Yao Zang’s body is deeply embedded in the ground.
Facing such a formidable enemy alone is one thing, but he can also feel that the aura of the city’s demons is dwindling.
This far exceeds his expectations!
Moreover, throughout the entire ordeal, that damn Qian Gui has shown no intention of appearing!
At this point, Yao Zang finally understands that there must be some secret hidden in this small city. However, neither the Ghost Buddha nor Qian Gui has informed him of anything!
“Ghost Buddha! Qian Gui!” Yao Zang grits his teeth in anger.
“No, continuing to entangle with him will undoubtedly lead to my death. I must find a way to escape!”
Once the idea of escape emerged, it intensified. He hadn’t joined the organization through his own strength but relied on the ability to control a hundred ghosts.
However, in the face of an absolute disparity in strength, what use was the difference in numbers? This was also the reason he had been unable to enter the core of the organization.
“No choice, I can only abandon this physical body.” Yao Zang decided resolutely.
In his torso, a white bone pierced through his chest. The blood-red patterns in his eyes clung to the white bone like insects.
Then, concealed by the remains of his body, the white bone plunged into the ground and swept towards the mountains and forests from below.
Yao Zang’s true form was a bone demon, and he intended to use the technique of shedding his skin like a cicada to escape!
Boom! Just as the white bone had just departed, the remaining body was crushed into powder.
Seeing this, Yao Zang breathed a sigh of relief. However, just as he thought he had deceived everyone, a murderous intent locked onto him.
Before he could react, the white bone was crushed into nothingness.
The faceless figure surveyed the surroundings, confirmed the absence of any escapee, and in an instant, disappeared into the air.
On the other side, feeling Yao Zang’s aura vanish, Qian Gui remained indifferent.
“Cattle and sheep flock together, lions and tigers walk alone.”
The cold words echoed in the silent, dim room.
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