Chapter 697: Chapter 696 Top-notch Medium Grade Spirit Armor (2nd Update, Asking for Monthly Votes!)
Truth be told, Mo Wan’s strength wasn’t much lesser than that of Zhou Fengping; unfortunately, the latter’s proficiency in illusion skills was too great. He employed first-rate techniques from the Nether Demon Hall, and layering these skillfully, one never knew when they could be ensnared.
Due to Mo Wan being held hostage, Xiao Yujian and the rest were inevitably affected. With the three Earth Immortals from the Nether Demon Hall attacking, they found themselves cornered and at a disadvantage.
"It seems that to Junior Sister Yun, a Ghost Guard is worth far less than a rock, what a pity."
With a forceful grip by Zhou Fengping, a sound akin to a gasping wind drew from Mo Wan’s mouth, always on the brink of being choked to death. At the same time, his right hand reached to seize her skull, his ferocious nature laid bare.
"Stop!"
The shout fell just as Zhou Fengping’s claw was but an inch away from Mo Wan’s head. The claw’s force formed into streaks, tearing at her scalp. Amidst the spraying blood, Mo Wan bit her lip, letting out only a low grunt.
In Yun Chuoxi’s hand appeared a brilliant Poison Stone. "I will give you what you want, but you must ensure Mo Wan’s safety," she said.
"Naturally."
As he eyed the Poison Stone, a glint of oddity flashed in Zhou Fengping’s eyes.
Ordinarily, both parties should have sworn an oath first. But Yun Chuoxi suddenly walked towards Zhou Fengping and took the initiative to hand over the Poison Stone.
Xiao Yujian observed clearly that the young miss’s eyes were filled with confusion – Zhou Fengping’s Blood Eye Illusion Skill had ensnared her. "Young miss, come back!" He exclaimed in panic.
His long sword swung frantically, but his opponent’s strength was a match for his own. They engaged fiercely, effectively holding Xiao Yujian at bay.
The remaining four Ghost Guards were similarly caught up by another two Earth Immortals and could not lend a hand.
Mo Wan wanted to scream, but the hand around her neck tightened. A strong suffocation caused her eyelids to droop; it turns out the enemy had no intentions of sparing her at all.
"Come, Junior Sister Yun."
While the alliances of Demon Door’s six sects appeared solid, every faction had their own schemes. If they had the opportunity to heavily strike the Ghost Lethal Sect, Zhou Fengping would certainly be more than happy to do so. Moreover, swept up by his lustful nature, he simply couldn’t let Yun Chuoxi, a beauty in his eyes, slip away.
As everything seemed to be shifting in the worst possible direction for the Left Sect, and the hearts of Xiao Yujian and the other four Ghost Guards sank in despair, a figure clad in a green robe appeared before them.
As if he had been there all along, or just arrived, nobody on the scene noticed his approach.
"Release her."
Shi Xiaole sighed lightly.
He didn’t have much attachment to those of the Left Sect, but for him to investigate the Holy Monarch, Yun Chuoxi absolutely couldn’t come to harm.
As his voice fell, Shi Xiaole’s Sword Qi pierced through the illusion. The confusion in Yun Chuoxi’s eyes dispersed. She shrieked and quickly retreated.
She was fast, but Zhou Fengping was faster.
Almost the moment Shi Xiaole appeared, Zhou Fengping charged at Yun Chuoxi, his left hand tightening around Mo Wan’s throat to choke the inconvenient hostage to death.
Unfortunately, no one was faster than Shi Xiaole.
Right hand gripping his sword, he unsheathed, struck, and resheathed his blade all in an instant. A crescent-shaped arc of blue sword light swept across the void. Speeding past Zhou Fengping’s eyes, it shattered the latter’s illusion, and furthermore, blocked off all his routes of retreat.
This sword light was so horrifying that Zhou Fengping was forced to focus his strength, forgetting about killing Mo Wan, and threw a heavy punch.
Bang!
The layers of Vigorous Air spread, blowing away the surrounding mist within several hundred meters.
Zhou Fengping’s feet scraped the ground, creating sparks. He retreated hundreds of meters. The expressions on his face shifted from shock, to astonishment, to surprise, and finally to rage.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
All eyes were turned toward Shi Xiaole. With a single sword strike, he forced Zhou Fengping back. Although it could be seen as a sneak attack, his extraordinary sword technique was indisputably formidable.
"You’re the Kirin?"
Steadying on his feet, Zhou Fengping’s eyes narrowed as he asked.
"Correct."
Shi Xiaole didn’t deny it.
The fact was that his face was too easily recognized, coupled with his Wind Sword Way, it was hard for anyone not to recognize him.
"Kirin!"
Mo Wan saw her chance to escape and successfully reached Yun Chuoxi’s side. Upon hearing Shi Xiaole’s statement, she couldn’t help but cast a glance at him.
Was this the head of the five nefarious ’monsters’?
"Excellent. I want to see what kind of ability the Kirin, who ranks thirtieth on the Earth Immortal Rankings, has," Zhou Fengping voiced, stepping forward. At the same time, numerous phantoms appeared behind him, surrounding Shi Xiaole in the blink of an eye.
Although the opponent had broken his illusion earlier, they had done so from the perspective of a bystander. However, when it comes to illusion techniques, observing and facing them directly are two entirely different things.
"Miss, we must leave now."
Ignoring Shi Xiaole, Mo Wan was pulling Yun Chuoxi to leave. Only after having crossed hands with Zhou Fengping could one realize his terrifying strength.
The opponent’s illusion technique could hardly be guarded against. Even though the Kirin Sword Art was excellent, if one was slightly careless, they might unexpectedly end up with an upset, making it difficult to predict the winner.
She was grateful for Kirin’s righteous action, but the safety of the Miss was the most important.
Yun Chuoxi looked back at the jade-like young man in a green shirt surrounded by phantoms, one could only wonder what she was thinking about.
"Hahaha, kid, you’ve been caught out."
As expected by the people of the Left Sect, all the illusions converged into one, and Zhou Fengping suddenly burst into laughter, throwing a punch at the seemingly dazed Shi Xiaole.
His Blood Eye Illusion Skill could invisibly control his opponent’s mind. Especially after recent major developments, his power had surged significantly. With this, Zhou Fengping was confident in his ability to make it into the ranking of Earth Immortals.
What about the Five Evil Spirits? What about Kirin? Weren’t they all still ensnared in the illusion he had laid out, unable to extricate themselves? Hahaha!
Before the laughter had died down, a burst of Sword Qi shot out like a meteor, attacking later but arriving first, bursting all the fist shadows.
"What?!"
Zhou Fengping, taken by surprise, forcefully twisted his body and narrowly avoided the Sword Qi. At the same time, his pupils became blood red, gathering all of his mental power, pouring towards Shi Xiaole like a torrent.
"Your illusion technique is still not perfected."
Undisturbed by the illusions, Shi Xiaole remained unmoved.
Not to mention the gap between their mental power and mental qualities, Zhou Fengping’s Blood Eye Illusion Skill alone was a notch below the Heaven and Earth Changing Great Method. Zhou Fengping’s attempt to defeat Shi Xiaole with illusion techniques was like showing off his skills before an expert, a self-inflicted humiliation.
He didn’t use the Heaven and Earth Changing Great Method, because to deal with just a Zhou Fengping, it was not worth Shi Xiaole revealing too much of his cards.
Calm in appearance, Shi Xiaole drew his sword again. Under the peak power of the Wind Sword Way at two-thirds of its potency, the Sword Qi was ferocious like a whirlwind, yet possessing a few strands of a peculiar sharpness, attacking his opponent with a momentum capable to penetrate the heavens and the earth.
"No...."
Humph!
A figure flew back like an arrow, blood flowing abundantly along the way. The blood was immediately disintegrated by the lingering Sword Qi. Who else could it be if not Zhou Fengping?
The formerly domineering Zhou Fengping who controlled the situation with his every action couldn’t withstand even a single hit from Shi Xiaole. This scene profoundly shocked everyone, causing their hearts to churn with turbulent waves, unable to calm down.
"Is this Kirin?"
The three Earth Immortals from the Nether Demon Hall had long been scared into panic. There was no time to entangle with Xiao Yujian and his group. They retreated in different directions without thinking, fearing that they might become the next target.
In fact, they were overthinking. In other people’s eyes, they were hundred-year-old Earth Immortals, high above others. But in Shi Xiaole’s eyes, they were no different from ordinary small mobsters.
Shi Xiaole’s attention had already been attracted by Zhou Fengping. After taking his full-strength sword strike, the man was unexpectedly still alive.
"Hehe, Kirin really lives up to his reputation, Zhou has learnt his lesson."
Zhou Fengping was spitting out blood constantly, his entire front was soaked with fresh blood, looking exceptionally ferocious.
Underneath his torn clothes at the chest position was a delicate golden silk jacket. The Sword Qi swirling above it not only failed to cause any harm but was even obliterated by an invisible force.
"Medium-grade Spirit Armor!"
Shi Xiaole took a deep breath.
Even if his full-strength sword strike couldn’t reach the fourth tier, it was still on the peak of the third tier. To withstand his sword strike without damage, apart from medium-grade Spirit Armor, there was no other possibility.
Moreover, it seemed that the Spirit Armor on Zhou Fengping was not ordinary medium-grade Spirit Armor but was top-grade amongst medium-grade Spirit Armors.
The value of a top-grade medium-grade Spirit Armor was immeasurable and in a certain sense, was even not likely inferior to the superior martial arts of the first-class. After all, superior martial arts of the first-class could not save one’s life.
"Gale Blade!"
The third sword was swung, the Sword Qi was blocked by the soft glow emitted from the medium-grade Spirit Armour at a speed faster than anyone could react, cutting towards Zhou Fengping. It managed to enter three inches before being pushed away.
"You can’t kill me. The next time we meet, it will be your doomsday."
Expectedly wanting to see Shi Xiaole’s disappointed expression but found none, Zhou Fengping gritted his teeth, tossing out more than ten Tang Sect Magic Mist Bombs before swiftly flying away.
Medium-grade Spirit Armor was not the same as low-grade Spirit Armor. Although it had amazing defensive abilities, it also needed to mobilize Vigorous Air and would consume more than mobilizing a medium-grade Spiritual Weapon. With Zhou Fengping’s abilities, he could maintain it for no more than a quarter of an hour.
Although he escaped successfully, Zhou Fengping was filled with hatred for Shi Xiaole. This is because this medium-grade Spirit Armor was something he accidentally came upon while exploring ancient relics, not even Nether Demon Hall knew about it.
Even if it was the Nether Demon Hall, they only had but a few pieces of medium-grade Spirit Armor.
