Chapter 1978: Chapter 1968: The Fall of the Eastern King Qing Fu
The Devil God Staff appeared, and immediately and fiercely suppressed the Heartless Sword in Nangong Bing’s hand. Nangong Bing found it hard even to resist.
"Bang!"
The Heartless Sword was struck by the Devil God Staff and flew out of his grip.
"Fu Mo!"
Yao Chenfeng suddenly let out a low shout. Wielding the Devil God Staff, he swept down a streak of Divine Light, wrapped in an endless storm.
"Careful!"
Beiming Yu suddenly shouted. She was not far from Nangong Bing and could see everything clearly.
Boom!
The Taihuang Demon seized the chance, the Heartless Sword slashing upward. Several sword beams hacked out toward the Void. Each sword beam carried enough power to swallow Beiming Yu whole.
"Leave the Heavenly Touching Zither!"
Dugu Qiubai curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He shot into the sky, pouncing rapidly toward Beiming Yu. They saw him strike his own Totem with a backhand, then unleash his Battle Skill.
At that critical instant.
Beiming Yu gave a sharp shout.
One of the strings in the Heavenly Touching Zither was yanked out by her savage pull. Weng~ A War Bow string shot rapidly toward Dugu Qiubai to erase him. The War Bow string was crystal-clear and colorless; in the dim Void it was even harder to see where it was.
"Pff~"
"Ah..."
Dugu Qiubai suddenly threw his head back and let out a howl of agony.
His right hand was sliced clean into two pieces by a single War Bow string! Blood Water filled half the sky.
"Ugh ah..."
Dugu Qiubai clutched his severed arm and fell from midair, crashing into the ruins and struggling nonstop.
"Kill!!!"
However, just as he fell into the ruins, Jia Zhenjing, ignoring his own pain, burst out from the wreckage and pounced forward. Gripping a broken dagger tight in his hand, he threw himself at Dugu Qiubai and viciously stabbed toward his eyes. Puchi~ More Blood Water sprayed.
"Ugh ah~"
The pain this brought Dugu Qiubai nearly made him faint dead away on the spot.
"Beiming Yu!!!" The Taihuang Demon charged in. She stepped up and slashed down with one sword on the Heavenly Touching Zither, sparks flying. The immense force suddenly made the massive stone sculpture under Beiming Qian’s feet crumble and crack apart in an Instant. Rumble rumble...
"Another slash!"
The Taihuang Demon had gone blood-mad as well. She swung her sword again in a vertical chop. This sword blow hacked Beiming Yu and the stone sculpture beneath her straight into the ruins.
"Swoosh~"
The Taihuang Demon unleashed another killing move, determined to slay Beiming Yu in one stroke and then seize the Heavenly Touching Zither from her hands.
"Mother!!!"
Deep in the Beiming grounds, Beiming Huang and the others, who had been watching from afar, stared wide-eyed as this scene unfolded. She did not want to see her mother die just like that. She could not lose her mother.
"Yu’er!"
Qing Fu, locked in fierce battle with Shen Wuheng, suddenly noticed what was happening on Beiming Yu’s side. His bloodshot eyes widened as he roared hoarsely.
"Suppress! Suppress! Suppress!" Shen Wuheng’s chance had come. The Immortal Suppressing Tripod once more hovered above his head; at his command, the massive Immortal Suppressing Tripod crashed down again. With a thunderous boom, the Tripod, carrying endless power, smashed heavily into Qing Fu’s back.
"Wah!" Qing Fu was wounded; under the heavy blow of the Immortal Suppressing Tripod, blood sprayed wildly from beneath his gray battle robe.
"Qing Fu!"
In the ruins, Beiming Yu was in utter disarray, watching helplessly as Qing Fu was crushed and wounded alive by Shen Wuheng’s Immortal Suppressing Tripod.
"Suppress for me!!!"
Shen Wuheng went mad. With such a golden opportunity, how could he possibly let it slip? If he didn’t kill Qing Fu, this Eastern King, right now, he felt there would be no justice in heaven. A single Qing Fu had already kept him fighting nonstop; although he held an absolute advantage, killing the Eastern King head-on was extremely difficult. But this time, the Immortal Suppressing Tripod came crashing down again.
Watching the Immortal Suppressing Tripod suspended in midair come smashing down, Beiming Yu cried out in pain and despair. But it was already too late. Moments ago she had been distracted, worrying about Nangong Bing’s situation. Qing Fu, worried about her, had also split his focus. They could only watch as Qing Fu was smashed from midair by Shen Wutong with the Immortal Suppressing Tripod.
"Kill kill kill!"
Jia Zhenjing had gone completely insane. He threw caution to the wind and lunged to the front of Dugu Qiubai, who lay in the ruins. The dagger rose and fell again.
"Bang!"
Dugu Qiubai kicked him hard in the abdomen.
"Old Jia, kill him!" Nangong Shui, drenched in blood, leapt out from the ruins and threw himself onto Dugu Qiubai, locking him with both hands and feet, refusing to let go. No matter how the other man struck him, he clenched his blood-filled teeth and would not loosen his grip.
"Let go, now!"
Jia Zhenjing struggled to his feet. Seeing this, his eyes almost split, turning completely red. If Nangong Shui didn’t let go, he really might be killed alive by Dugu Qiubai.
"Old Jia, don’t worry about me, kill him first. Take his Elemental Power Seed, hurry. Hurry!!!"
Dugu Qiubai shoved Nangong Shui under his foot, stomping hard on his head, making blood run from his nostrils. But Nangong Shui still clung to Dugu Qiubai’s thigh and refused to let go.
"O-old Jia, hurry and stand up~"
Watching Nangong Shui on the verge of death, Jia Zhenjing, heavily injured, found it almost impossible to stand.
"Ugh ah!!!"
At last he erupted, once again burning his Life Force. Every step he took consumed his Life Force. Whoosh~ With a leap, he shot out like an arrow, rushing rapidly to Dugu Qiubai. He threw a punch at Dugu Qiubai’s face, but the man suddenly reached out and actually caught his fist. This startled Jia Zhenjing; he hadn’t expected the other’s reaction to be so fast.
"Pff~"
"Ah!!!"
At that moment, Nangong Shui opened his mouth and bit down on Dugu Qiubai’s thigh, tearing off a large chunk of flesh.
"Ugh ah!!!"
Jia Zhenjing went utterly berserk. Breaking free of Dugu Qiubai’s grip, he snatched up an iron bar from the ground, leapt onto Dugu Qiubai’s body, and twisted the iron bar around his neck like a rope. He tossed the other end to Nangong Shui, and the two of them pulled hard in opposite directions, using the iron bar completely like a rope, screwing it tight around Dugu Qiubai’s neck.
"Die!!! Die for me!!!"
"Ugh ah!!!"
The two of them, eyes bloodshot, pulled the iron bar with insane force, pouring all their strength into it. Dugu Qiubai struggled desperately, but in the end, his eyes bulged as they strangled and twisted him to death.
"Hurry, hurry and take his Elemental Power Seed!"
Thud... Nangong Shui collapsed and did not get up. Jia Zhenjing, eyes red, didn’t dare hesitate. He stepped up and finished Dugu Qiubai off with his bare hands, then quickly dug out his Elemental Power Seed. Using the method of burning his Life Force, he devoured the opponent’s Elemental Power Seed.
"Boom boom boom~"
On the other side, Qing Fu was beaten by Shen Wuheng’s Immortal Suppressing Tripod until his gray robe exploded, revealing an emaciated, hideous body beneath.
"No!!!" Beiming Yu roared hoarsely. But no matter how she screamed, Qing Fu was doomed to die.
"Yi ya!!!"
The Taihuang Demon had been driven to a dead end. Failing again and again to kill Beiming Yu had already filled her with furious rage. She once more slashed down with the Heartless Sword in a blazing cut.
"Big Bear, Little Bear, hurry and save Sister Beiming!"
Tangtang, sitting on Big Bear’s shoulder, jumped down and ordered Big Bear and Little Bear to rescue Beiming Yu.
"Roar roar~"
The two invincible Titans had long been itching for a world-shattering battle. After receiving Tangtang’s command, the two Titans strode forward, their steps booming nonstop.
"Roar!!!"
Big and Little Bear joined forces, charging wildly and smashing as they ran. The two sword beams the Taihuang Demon slashed out were blasted apart by their fleshly bodies and Iron Fists.
"Swoosh~"
Nangong Bing shot into the sky. The Demon Pattern on his forehead flared open, blasting out a peerless Divine Light that collided head-on with Shen Wuheng’s Immortal Suppressing Tripod. The Tripod was knocked flying. Shen Wuheng let out a soft shout and did not dare step forward. By now, everyone from the Holy Hall and Beiming had gone mad; they were all fighting with their lives.
With the Taihuang Demon and Shen Wuheng pinned down.
Beiming Yu rushed to Qing Fu’s side, but Qing Fu’s pupils were already unfocused; his breaths were faint, more out than in.
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