Chapter 409: Chapter 236: Let Go of Third Young Master!
A moment of confrontation felt like the cries of vengeful spirits, and also like ten thousand swords ringing in unison!
The piercing and surging Sword Qi, and the claw momentum that stirred up the snowy ground at the moment of collision.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Flying snow covered the sky and sun, obscuring all that was happening in front of them.
Only the constant roaring could be heard, hinting at the intensity of the battle.
As a sharp sound spread out, the snowflakes in the air were blown and scattered by the fierce wind. Upon looking up, Chu Huai Feng could be seen with one hand in claw form, body arched like a bow, as a long sword imbued with cold moonlight pressed relentlessly forward, just three inches from his palm.
The girl holding the long sword wore a conical hat and was clad in red.
The cold intent in her eyes became increasingly sharp, as she maintained her stance and reasserted her Sword Intent, forcing Chu Huai Feng to retreat.
His feet plowed the ground as he retreated, each footfall accompanied by explosions from the sides of the ground.
Yet the sword stopped just three inches away, advancing no further.
Even so, this earth-shaking exchange left the onlookers exhilarated.
But their excitement was nothing compared to the torrent of shock within Chu Qing’s heart.
How long had it been since their last meeting? How had her Martial Arts advanced to such a level?
What kind of world-shattering ability did Nighttree Master possess to enable such rapid progress?
An improvement in Martial Arts was naturally good, but Chu Qing couldn’t help but worry... everything in this world has value, Chu Qing was only concerned she might have paid a price she shouldn’t have paid at this time for her improvement.
Meanwhile, a figure suddenly leaped into the air.
It’s the fleeing Scholar!
His face was ashen, not out of anger but from poison.
No one knew that Cold Corpse Chu Huai Feng’s Inner Strength harbored deadly poison... engaging in close combat with him had now allowed the poison to infiltrate the Scholar’s qi meridians.
The new strong ally was indeed formidable, but regardless of the powerful presence, whether they could break through Cold Corpse’s Protective Divine Skill was uncertain.
Time was scarce, hence the fleeing Scholar fought without holding back.
In mid-air, upside down, he flipped a hand, palm down.
Subtle winds seemed to arise from all directions, intertwining around him, as his Inner Breath merged with the wind, turning the gentle wind and rain into a roaring storm chorus.
At the brink of action, everything around transformed into a single point.
This point was named [Unformed Finger]!
Transcendence is called the Dao, the tangible is called the vessel.
The vessel is form.
Form means boundaries, boundaries must be filled.
Therefore, a gentleman’s thoughts are unformed, a gentleman’s deeds are unformed, and a gentleman’s domain is unformed.
This finger named unformed is indeed boundless, without phase, without form, merging oneself with heaven and earth, performing the myriad paths through oneself!
Pointed out without wind, qi encompassing all directions.
Not to mention, at this moment, Chu Huai Feng was already captivated by Wu Qianhuan’s [Xiaoyue Cold Sword Technique], even without it, this finger was impossible to evade.
But it’s not over yet...
In the Martial World, how many are truly blind and foolish?
Tie Spear Liao Jun, Primordial Zhang Chi, Green-clad Drunk Zhou Rui, Snow Goose Sisters Ling Xue and Ling Yan...almost at this instant, they all moved in unison.
Only the Tie Family brothers failed to see the subtleties within.
They merely stared wide-eyed as the group rose from four directions, simultaneously aiming to strike Chu Huai Feng.
Even Hua Jinnian beside Chu Qing couldn’t sit still, with a folded fan in his hand, he twisted and turned, [Inconsistent Swordsmanship] naturally emerged, intending to join forces with others to fiercely kill Chu Huai Feng!
Chu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, letting Hua Jinnian take action, without stopping him.
But at the moment when everyone’s martial skills were about to come to fruition, Chu Huai Feng suddenly howled towards the sky.
The voice was mournful as if it echoed the sorrow of thousands of ghosts!
A wind that mourned bitterly, endless grief, piercing through the heavens.
Hua Jinnian moved quickly, but returned even quicker, the sound swept over, his entire body flew back.
Chu Qing waved his sleeve, sweeping him aside.
As for the others, they scattered like drifting petals in the wind, dispersed into all directions in an instant.
Suddenly, Chu Huai Feng raised his head, a fist shot up from the ground, towering like a solitary peak, or like a spear challenging the heavens.
With a thunderous explosion, it collided with the fleeing Scholar’s [Unformed Finger].
The two overwhelming forces contended momentarily.
Wu Qianhuan’s face sank, suddenly a full moon rose behind her, with its moonlight support, her Inner Breath surged by threefold.
The three engaged in a battle of strength, yet Chu Huai Feng fought against two alone.
Normally speaking, the outcome of this battle was still uncertain, but the fleeing Scholar had already been poisoned by Chu Huai Feng’s Inner Breath earlier, now continuously bleeding from the mouth, exhausting his strength, but gradually losing his power.
Ultimately, with a muffled groan, he flew out, tumbling to the side, unable to rise for a moment.
Chu Huai Feng didn’t pause for a second, stomping with one foot on the ground, abruptly shifting momentum, raising his claw, lifting Wu Qianhuan’s long sword, and driving an elbow between Wu Qianhuan’s chest and abdomen.
While surprised, Wu Qianhuan wasn’t disordered, her long sword shifted with the momentum, her other hand pressing back, directly on Chu Huai Feng’s elbow.
The two Inner Strength burst forth, but their exertion was entirely different.
Prior to this, Wu Qianhuan was aggressive, but now, with her qi meridians broken, she couldn’t exert full force hastily.
The force in this palm was mainly for dissolution, applying the principle of Four Catties Move Thousand Pounds.
But Chu Huai Feng was rallying, his strength surged like waves crashing, each wave stronger than the last.
At this moment, as Wu Qianhuan’s palm pressed down, she felt the force rolling beneath her palm, unable to restrain it.
She sighed inwardly, ultimately it was too much!
This venture to confront Chu Huai Feng was an unexpected encounter...
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