Chapter 691: Chapter 691: Can You Stop It?
Although the Third Prince was strong, Liu Xu was stronger. The advantage of her War Blood Holy Body allowed her to defeat him. At this moment, his right shoulder had been pierced through, and crimson blood gushed out, rendering him powerless to wield his sword.
Though the Third Prince could still wield a sword with his left hand, it was nowhere near as effective as his right. Moreover, he was already no match for Liu Xu; with his right shoulder now injured, he was at an even greater disadvantage.
"Kill!" Liu Xu did not stop. Her beautiful eyes widened, her fighting intent surging like a tidal wave. She pressed forward, and her Hundred Battles Holy Sword slashed down once more, carrying a sharp, decisive killing intent. She truly intended to end his life.
She held the moral high ground in this matter and would not let it go. Furthermore, the Third Prince’s midnight ambush revealed him to be a narrow-minded man. Liu Xu had no desire to leave such a scourge alive. This was, after all, the territory of the Heavenly Sword Dynasty. She had come here alone and needed to be cautious to ensure a smooth escape.
"This is bad!" The Third Prince felt Liu Xu’s unwavering killing intent. His expression changed drastically, and he executed a clumsy donkey roll to narrowly avoid the blow. However, this evasive maneuver wounded his pride even further.
"Low-Grade Forbidden Technique: Spirit Ignition Secret Method!" In this moment of life and death, the Third Prince dared not hesitate. He swiftly deployed his life-saving Forbidden Technique. This particular technique was unusual, for it burned one’s own Spiritual Energy in a terrifying, last-ditch attack.
Flames erupted all over the Third Prince’s body. This was not Illusory Fire but true Spiritual Fire, produced by burning Spiritual Energy. Its temperature was so incredibly high that it warped the very space around him, even causing the Mystic Water Holy Barrier to ripple violently.
"Liu Xu, you are doomed!" the Third Prince roared, immediately channeling the Spiritual Fire into his Iron Blood Holy Sword. The sword instantly activated, its blade turning a vivid, bloody red as if real blood were flowing within. A brewing, explosive, fiery Aura began to emanate from it.
"Slash!" Having finished gathering his power, the Third Prince gritted his teeth and struck. His sword cut across the air, carrying the absolute conviction of a fatal blow as he slashed fiercely toward Liu Xu.
This strike contained all of his Spiritual Energy and unleashed the Iron Blood Dao Rhyme from within the sword. It also carried a trace of explosive temporal power, mighty enough to reduce a thousand-foot mountain to ashes.
"A Forbidden Technique? A pity you’re too weak. The power of this technique is insufficient!" The War Blood boiled throughout Liu Xu’s body, and she showed no hint of retreat. She sneered with utter disdain.
"War Heaven Fourth Style: Enemy of Ten Thousand!" Liu Xu’s Aura skyrocketed. Her Sword Intent surged to the heavens as she slashed out with her Hundred Battles Holy Sword. In an instant, Liu Xu’s figure vanished from the Third Prince’s sight, replaced by a storm of sharp sword shadows. Each shadow was as solid as if forged from Holy Gold, capable of slicing through metal and rock.
A single strike to stand against ten thousand foes. The power of this attack was unimaginable, enough to cleave mountains and sever rivers, sweeping away all before it.
RUMBLE!
The entire room trembled violently. The Mystic Water Holy Barrier seemed on the verge of shattering, its surface rippling intensely like a stormy sea. The clash of temporal power made this second seem to stretch on for an eternity. Meanwhile, the collision of Sword Intents, Spiritual Energy, and the roar of the blades was like a cataclysmic flood threatening to destroy heaven and earth.
If the Mystic Water Holy Barrier had not been a Superior Grade Holy Artifact, it would have shattered long ago, leaking its Aura. Even so, the barrier and the entire room trembled so violently they looked as if they would crack open at any moment.
Outside the room, Su Han’s gaze was heavy. His Divine Sense surged forth to maintain the stability of the Nine Heavens Eye, and he felt a tremor of shock in his heart.
I’ve already reached the Supreme Realm Seventh Level, but if I were to face Liu Xu without using the Ghostly Face Mask, I might not be able to defeat her. And if Liu Xu is already this formidable, just how powerful are the Demon Swordsman, the Sword Lunatic, and the Sword Maniac, all of whom are more famous than her? This Sword Dao Convention has truly gathered a host of experts!
BANG! BANG!
Two dull thuds erupted as both Liu Xu and the Third Prince were sent flying backward, crashing into the Mystic Water Holy Barrier.
Liu Xu’s face was pale, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth. Her Aura had also weakened somewhat, but she had not lost her combat power. The Third Prince’s last strike had indeed posed a threat to her, but his own injuries were far more severe.
The Third Prince collapsed to the ground, lacking even the strength to stand. Blood flowed from his seven orifices, his face was as pale as paper, and he gasped desperately for breath.
The power of his own strike was not the sole cause of his wretched state; the true reason was the backlash from the Spirit Ignition Secret Method. It was a Forbidden Technique, after all; though immensely powerful, the price of using it was steep.
At this moment, the Third Prince’s body was completely void of Spiritual Energy. His Python Robe was tattered and soaked in blood, making for an exceptionally miserable sight.
Both Liu Xu and the Third Prince were now seriously injured. However, Liu Xu’s wounds were lighter, and she still had the strength to fight. The Third Prince, in contrast, appeared to be at her mercy.
"Die!" Liu Xu did not rush to heal herself. Instead, she quickly rose to her feet, grabbed the Hundred Battles Holy Sword, and charged at the Third Prince. Her killing intent was absolute; she had no intention of sparing him.
The Third Prince was on the brink of death and unable to resist. He could only watch helplessly as Liu Xu closed in. If this sword landed, his death was certain.
SWOOSH!
Just then, a powerful Holy Might burst forth. The Third Prince had activated his Saint Treasure, unleashing a beam of Saint Sword Qi that whistled toward the space between Liu Xu’s brows in a last-ditch counterattack.
"Did you think I wouldn’t be on guard against you?" Liu Xu had been prepared. She instantly retrieved a Saint Treasure from her Storage Ring, which transformed into the Liu Ye to block the incoming Saint Sword Qi.
The Saint Sword Qi was incredibly sharp, seemingly capable of slicing through time itself. But the Liu Ye in Liu Xu’s hand contained a potent holy power and was brimming with a vibrant life force. It successfully blocked the attack.
"No... Impossible!" Seeing his Saint Sword Qi blocked by the Liu Ye, the Third Prince’s pupils contracted sharply. His eyes widened in disbelief, unable to accept this outcome.
He had now played all his cards and was utterly defenseless against Liu Xu’s murderous assault.
"Slash!" Liu Xu expelled a breath of Spiritual Energy, and the Hundred Battles Holy Sword traced a beautiful arc through the air. Carrying a fierce edge and her Sword Intent, it slashed toward the Third Prince’s neck, intending to behead him and eliminate this nuisance once and for all.
The Third Prince lay on the ground, unable to struggle. Even his Saint Treasure had been countered. His face was a mask of terror, and his shocked gaze was fixed on Liu Xu.
However, just as the sword was about to fall, the corners of the Third Prince’s lips curled into a triumphant smirk.
"You blocked one sword, but can you block a second?"
The Third Prince laughed as a familiar Holy Might erupted once more. A second beam of Saint Sword Qi appeared, taking advantage of Liu Xu’s close proximity to stab straight for the space between her brows.
In that instant, Liu Xu was in mortal danger.
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