Today, Jin’er observed keenly. She could clearly see that Qing Jun’s fair little hands were already drenched in blood. Her offensive strikes seemed domineering, but sooner or later she would not be able to withstand it!
"I must... I must be able to help Senior Sister!"
Jin’er looked determined, calling upon the Divine Fire within her, striving to regain the feeling she had when facing Venerable Duqing.
"Is it like this..."
In the depths of her clear eyes, a faintly crazy flame flickered.
The originally palm-sized red lotus, under her excessive urging, expanded into a sea of fire that covered the sky.
The center of the flames even turned from a deep blue into a terrifying purple-white color!
"Burn for me!"
Jin’er’s face turned pale, with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.
But the Divine Fire roared out, pouring in through the crack created by Qing Jun’s True Seal!
"Ah---!!!"
This twin blood fiend was originally born from the sinister Evil Technique of the Demon Path, and the path of Fire and Thunder naturally restrained evil spirits!
Zhong Yue’s forehead bulged with veins, sweating profusely; Zhongshan screamed miserably, wailing in agony.
The perfect twin fusion state was forcibly burned to reveal a fatal flaw by this fierce fire!
Qing Jun’s True Seal broke defenses, Jin’er’s Divine Fire burned the fiend.
Three breaths have passed!
Lu Zhiwei, who had been silently gathering strength with closed eyes, coldly opened her eyes.
"Dayan Wind Thunder Sword · Annihilation!"
Her voice was chilly, like a judgment.
Three-colored sword rays whirled back, intertwining into a beam of light, held in her hand.
The girl’s figure was ethereal, like a startled swan gliding through a gap, passing through the deadly path created by Qing Jun and Jin’er.
"Pshhh!"
This sword strike was undeniable, no matter how strong the opponent’s body was, despair was inevitable!
A magnificent head soared into the sky, hot blood sprinkling across the heavens like a fountain.
"Brother!!!"
Zhong Yue’s eyes were about to split; the tragic death of his twin brother shattered his emotions.
He nearly lost his rationality, recklessly burned his essence blood, and charged at Zhiwei.
"Clang clang clang---"
In an instant, both sides had already exchanged ten rounds.
Zhong Yue was completely frenzied; he was originally the top Body Cultivator in Huayue Mansion, and now, under the excitement of his brother’s tragic death and the burning of his essence blood, his momentum surged, nearly suffocating.
In contrast, Zhiwei.
The three-colored sword light in her hand was indeed unparalleled, containing the annihilating intent of Dayan Wind Thunder.
It was by relying on this extraordinary Sword Dao proficiency that she could find flaws and execute Zhongshan in one strike; now she could repeatedly avert danger and fend off Zhong Yue’s attacks, supporting herself under this oblique crushing battle with extremely low cultivation!
But ultimately, this was not a long-term solution.
"Bang!"
Yet another solid confrontation, Zhiwei grunted, her tiger’s mouth cracked, a thread of bright red blood ran down her snow-white wrist, dyeing the three-colored sword rays red.
But the killing blow lies in taking the opponent by surprise, striking fatally.
And in a direct confrontation, cultivation is ultimately a fatal shortcoming.
Even Chen Ye, during his Foundation Establishment Second Layer, was definitely not a match for the current Zhong Yue.
"I want you dead!"
Zhong Yue dashed forward like a shadow, his entire body drenched in blood, resembling a frenzied asura.
But Zhiwei at the moment was not fighting alone.
"Still dare to act fiercely!"
Qing Jun gripped the still lingering golden True Seal in her palm, like a golden cauldron smashing onto Zhong Yue’s chest.
"Ugh..."
Zhong Yue groaned, toppling to the ground, his eyes slightly clearing, appearing to regain some sanity.
Unfortunately,
The sisters did not give him the time to regain clarity!
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh---"
The fire, purple and white, surged to engulf him completely!
"Zing!"
In mid-air, Zhiwei turned around, her long sword pointing upward, coldly adding another sword light.
Sword Qi, True Seal, and Divine Fire intertwined and ravaged!
The Pride of Huayue Mansion’s top Body Cultivator, defeated in merely one move, instantly transformed into a smoking, charred heap, devoid of all life!
Zhongshan’s provocation led to the brothers’ fatal end.
The entire process was fluid and smooth, not the work of one person alone, but rather the ultimate kill executed by the three sisters, honed through repeated life-and-death trials, working in concert!
"Whew---"
Seeing Zhong Yue’s tragic demise, Zhiwei exhaled a long breath.
Indeed, among the brothers, Zhongshan’s Body Cultivation level was stronger, with higher theoretical combat power.
But the truly difficult one to handle is Zhong Yue. This person’s nature is cautious and composed, with nearly flawless skills.
Fortunately, Zhong Shan had a lapse in awareness, leaving an opening, and she found the chance to kill him with a single blow.
Zhong Shan’s death further enraged Zhong Yue, causing him to lose his rationality and expose vulnerabilities.
Otherwise, today’s battle would have been even more challenging.
Hua Wuyin, who was still chasing Su Qingdai, suddenly halted, and the eerie azure sand river scattered.
He watched helplessly as the Zhong family brothers, part of the Huayue Four Heroes, who even he had to avoid when they joined forces... were killed brutally by these three young girls in a matter of breaths!
"Bastards... Damn it..."
Hua Wuyin’s face twitched.
Indeed, he often bickered with Zhong Yue, but after long-term interactions, there were still some feelings.
Seeing his tragic death now, naturally brings about feelings of shared sorrow.
He almost squeezed his voice out from his throat:
"Netherworld Cold River, Life Can’t Pass!"
The eerie sand river boiled, as if countless cultivators were struggling within it.
Wherever it passed, stone and earth corroded, making a "sizzling" sound, turning into pools of foul poisonous liquid.
"Sister Su!" Zhiwei called out clearly.
"I... I can’t hold it anymore!"
Su Qingdai was about to cry, her pretty face pale, and Qing Huan, severely injured, curled up in her palm.
This was a top killing move from the Ruins Country; how was a mere medicine girl supposed to resist?
If she’d known, she would have learned more Magical Battle techniques back then...
Meanwhile, on the other side,
an even more terrifying sword intent than Hua Wuyin’s sand river descended!
The one who arrived was He Qinyuan!
She coldly looked at the scorched, broken bodies of the Zhong family brothers.
"Late to the party... truly useless trash."
He Qinyuan’s gaze was grim.
She was not only scolding the Zhong family brothers but also Hua Wuyin.
Three at the Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer, yet two were counter-killed by a few girls whose cultivation was far inferior!
This was simply an unprecedented disgrace for Huayue Mansion!
She activated the Sword Pill, aiming directly at Zhiwei’s brow, her tone eerie:
"I don’t care what schemes you used to kill Zhong Yue and Zhong Shan. Today, I will not only tear you to pieces but also flay your skin and hang them on Hunyuan City’s gate!"
Su Qingdai closed her eyes in despair.
Finished.
Ultimately, they couldn’t escape.
"Clack, clack, clack..."
A series of staggering footsteps sounded from behind Zhiwei and the others.
He Qinyuan frowned slightly, her sword momentum paused, and she looked up coldly.
It was precisely Zhong Jinliu and others who had been contending with her earlier.
At that time, seeing Zhong Yue at the brink of death, she had to let them go temporarily and hurriedly rushed over, allowing them to escape peril.
Zhong Jinliu coughed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and laughed coldly:
"He Qinyuan, still want to be fierce? Have you stayed too long in Ruins Country and lost your mind? This Luoxiao Grotto Heaven is ultimately Yan Kingdom’s territory."
He Qinyuan’s eyes chilled, inexplicably doubting inside, impatient in appearance:
"Playing tricks! Let me see what else you have..."
"Do it!"
Before He Qinyuan finished her sentence, Zhong Jinliu suddenly shouted.
He was not only shouting to Chen Shu but also turning to Zhiwei and the others, saying: "Lu Junior Sister, don’t resist if you want to live!"
The hand Zhong Jinliu had been keeping behind his back suddenly reached out, holding a jade plate covered with intricate runes!
"It’s a Traverse Array Plate!" Zhiwei and others recognized it immediately as Zhong Jinliu’s intention.
"Crack!"
Zhong Jinliu crushed the Traverse Array Plate.
"Buzz——!!!"
The jade plate exploded, turning into silver light.
Engulfing Zhong Jinliu and the others, as well as Zhiwei, Qing Jun, Jin’er, and Su Qingdai all within!
"I’ll remember Huayue Mansion’s account! If you dare, come find me in the depths of the ruins!"
Zhong Jinliu laughed wildly, defiantly showing a middle finger.
However,
He Qinyuan sneered repeatedly: "Do you think I won’t know the means of your Spirit Treasure Sect?!"
A bronze ancient lamp suddenly flew out from her waist, the candle flickering slightly, freezing the spatial fluctuations instantly!
"Ah... this..."
Zhong Jinliu stood there, dumbfounded.