Chapter 86 Purple Robes and Killer Flowers
This chapter is updated by Novelfree.ml
Li Fansong heard Lei Wujie’s words and almost couldn’t control his own laugh. But, very quickly, his humour disappeared without a trace.
Because that ray of purple and red light was forcefully being chopped apart!
His sword aura overflowing, Su Changli slashed apart their sword auras with one strike. Then, in one step, he appeared right in front of them, and raised his head. His eyes flashed with a murderous glint. “Now, still think it’s funny?”
Lei Wujie and Li Fansong snickered before they retreated in a hurry. Su Changli sneered and cut with another sword move.
“Travelling Dragon Arts!” Li Fansong joined the index and ring finger on his right hand, and extended a finger. A ray of purple light shot out from between his fingers and that Drunken Song sword flew straight towards Su Changli.
“Daoist sword arts?” Su Changli raised his brows, his entire body leaned backwards and the peach wood sword brushed across his chest. Then, he straightened his back and with his left hand, he caught the Drunken Song sword.
“Rise!” Li Fansong hooked two fingers, and the Drunken Song sword twitched, trying to escape from Su Changli’s grasp.
“Rise again!” Li Fansong raised his voice furiously, veins popping on his forehead and the Drunken Song sword vibrated with a cry. Su Changli’s brows furrowed deeper and he tightened his grip on the Drunken Song sword.
“Rise thrice!” Li Fansong raised his two fingers sharply and finally, the Drunken Song sword struggled free of Su Changli’s grip and flew into the sky. Su Changli nodded his head and praised, “Good!”
“Fall!” Li Fansong stabbed his two fingers downwards. The Drunken Song sword suddenly appeared to be a hundred swords and came raining down on Su Changli’s head. Su Changli waved his great sword, hacked furiously towards the sky, sweeping all the illusions of sword auras clean.
“Return!” Li Fansong caught the Drunken Song sword back in his hand and inhaled a deep breath.
Lei Wujie praised, “Li-xiong, you even know Daoist sword arts, what else are you hiding?”
Li Fansong chuckled bitterly. “I’ve used everything I’ve got, but we still can’t beat him.”
“Even if we can’t beat him, we still have to fight. Rainfall!” Lei Wujie cried out and the Rainfall sword responded with its own cry. With one kick, he sent the Rainfall sword flying at Su Changli then leapt right in front of Su Changli and attacked with the Murderous Dread sword.
“Very good. The twin sword art of Snow Moon City!” Su Changli smirked and slashed his own sword!
Their fight was full of vigorous energy and the area in a ten zhang radius around the three of them had been razed to the ground.
On the other side though, flower petals fluttered in the air with the red and purple robes. It was a rather beautiful sight.
It was a battle between three ultimate beauties.
The dozen flowers that bloomed from within Su Hongxi’s sleeve were once again swept clean by Sikong Qianluo’s spear. But, she remained undisturbed, slightly raised her head and smiled. “Flowers attack.”
That blanket of flower petals which had fallen on the ground suddenly floated up again. Su Hongxi lightly gathered her hand and those flower petals flew towards Sikong Qianluo again.
“It’s the same no matter how many times you try!” Sikong Qianluo waved her spear once again, except this time, a red blossom brushed past the spear and shot out an attack.
The attack wasn’t aimed at Sikong Qianluo, but at Xiao Se.
Xiao Se started for a moment, prepared to move sideways to dodge, but saw a suit of purple robes blocking him from behind.
Su Ziyi’s purple robes fluttered in the wind. She gave him a charming smile. “Handsome young man, where are you running off to?”
Sikong Qianluo spun around and threw out her spear. The spear cut through air, whistling in the wind. The spear point pierced through that single petal and continued flying, brushing past Xiao Se’s temple. Su Ziyi had no choice but to retreat.
“Without your Silver Moon spear, will it still be the same, this time?” Su Hongxi flashed to Sikong Qianluo’s side, a flower petal twirling in her hand as she laughed daintily.
Sikong Qianluo turned her head and laughed as well. Suddenly, she raised her fist.
After all, she was the daughter of the Snow Moon City Spear Immortal. Even though her spear techniques were inherited from the Spear Immortal, spear techniques were not the only thing she learned. The fist she struck with was graceful as falling leaves, gentle and tender, like the light of dawn, the sereness of the lone moon, beautiful yet dangerous.
It was created by Baili Dongjun in his youth, Forget Your Sorrows.
Just one fist caused Su Hongxi to retreat three paces in shock.
But, she only had this one fist move. Sikong Qianluo knew her fist move was unexpected, hence the surprise. If they were talking about true mastery, her fist techniques were far inferior to her spear techniques. She only had one chance with her first move. A second fist move would reveal her limits and she couldn’t use it again. She had to retrieve her spear but the Silver Moon spear was chasing after Su Ziyi.
Su Ziyi was being forced by the Silver Moon spear’s power to retreat further, yet she was still smiling. A spear without its master, no matter how powerful, will still disperse. At that time, the spear will be hers. Exactly as she’d hoped, the Silver Moon spear flying through the air finally started to weaken. She turned sideways and prepared to catch the Silver Moon spear.
But, a hand had already caught the Silver Moon spear.
A luster as white as jade, a young master’s hand. Su Ziyi raised her head and saw Xiao Se smiling at her. Immediately, the spear trembled.
Danger! Su Ziyi could feel the assault of power in that instant. It was a level of intimidation she didn’t even feel from Sikong Qianluo. It was a cold-blooded murderous intent! A bone-piercing coldness!
Yet, Xiao Se merely held onto the spear. Then, he hurled it backwards, and returned the spear.
Sikong Qianluo received the spear in an instant, turned her body, and attacked Su Hongxi who was coming at her again. Su Hongxi was flung aside. She turned over in midair and landed on her feet. However, Su Ziyi was already armed with two swords and landed right next to Sikong Qianluo.
“I just got rid of one and the other is here. There’s no end!” Sikong Qianluo groused. She smacked her spear at Su Ziyi but Su Ziyi’s agility was lithe and alluring. Her entire body seemed to stick onto Sikong Qianluo. Sikong Quanluo was unable to utilise her spear, and for the moment, she was pressed to a corner by Su Ziyi.
“Xiao Se, aren’t we supposed to fight two against two? What are you doing?” Sikong Qianluo was getting anxious.
Surprisingly, Xiao Se didn’t reply. He frowned, looking like he was hesitating about something.
Su Ziyi was feeling tension in her heart. She was a top assassin in the Hidden River, raised by her family since young, and her perception was much sharper than the average person in the martial world. She couldn’t have mistaken that brief instant of killing intent. However, did this killing intent originate from Xiao Se or was there another expert hidden nearby? With effort, she suppressed the feeling of alarm and intended to use her most ruthless twin sword techniques and end Sikong Qianluo’s life in an instant. Except suddenly, she felt her body sink.
It was as if something really heavy was pressing down on her body.
Alarmed, her entire body sluggish, she retreated several paces. She looked up at Su Hongxi, and realised she had a bewildered look on her face too.
On the other side, Su Changli had also put down his sword. Before him were Lei Wujie and Li Fansong holding their swords, panting heavily. But, he didn’t continue and claim victory. Instead, he grabbed his sword and rushed to Su Hongxi and Su Ziyi’s side.
“What’s going on?” Su Hongxi asked.
Su Changli raised his head, looking into the night sky, but all he saw was a full moon. It looked beautiful, yet very unreal.
Su Ziyi followed Su Changli’s gaze and looked up. With a start, she murmured, “Looks like it’s pasted with paper.”
Su Changli put down his sword and lightly said two words.
“Severed Space.”
This chapter is updat𝙚d by f(r)eewebn(o)vel.com