bayedsolid Chapter 117 Another wave occurs
Chapter 117 Another wave occurs
The men in black's previously methodical steps were completely disrupted by the sudden appearance of the pebbles.
The sudden appearance of the pebbles threw the men in black into disarray. One of them cursed, "Where did this brat come from, daring to ruin our plans?"
His voice was filled with anger and disdain.
With a determined look in his eyes and without any fear, Shi Zi replied, "You wicked beasts, you came to my Su Family Village two years ago and slaughtered our entire village. Today, I will make you pay for your crimes in blood."
The pebbles are so greedy they're practically losing their minds.
Before he finished speaking, Shi Zi's moves became even more ferocious, each punch accompanied by a whistling sound, aimed directly at the face of a man in black.
Upon seeing this, the man in black hurriedly raised the knife in his hand to defend himself.
However, the full force of the stone's blow made him unable to stand firm, and he staggered back several steps, his expression turning serious.
Just then, another man in black took the opportunity to sneak up from behind Shi Zi, attempting to deliver a fatal blow.
However, the Spirit King, with his sharp eyes like an eagle, saw through the black-clad man's intentions at a glance and warned, "Watch out behind you."
Upon hearing the warning, Shi Zi shifted his body to the side, easily dodging the attack from the man in black, and then kicked the attacker in the abdomen.
The man screamed in agony as his body tumbled to the ground like a kite with a broken string, groaning in pain.
"Kid, you're courting death."
One of the men in black, who appeared to be the leader of the group, shouted angrily, his eyes filled with murderous intent and rage.
Shi Zi merely sneered and said, "Today, it's either you who die or I who perish. I will definitely seek justice for my Su Family Village."
While fighting fiercely with the man in black, King Ling shouted, "Shizi, don't be impulsive!"
His voice was filled with worry and concern.
Shi Zi took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and replied, "Spirit King, rest assured, I know what I'm doing."
Today, I will make them pay for what they have done.
At this moment, several men in black, seeing how brave Shi Zi was, surrounded and attacked him.
Shi Zi dodged left and right, responding nimbly, and seized the opportunity to strike with both palms, repelling the two men in black.
In the midst of this fierce battle, he was accidentally slashed on the arm by a man in black, and blood instantly stained his sleeve.
"Hmph, let's see how long you can hold out."
The men in black sneered smugly, their eyes filled with cruelty and contempt.
Shi Zi gritted his teeth, enduring the pain from his wounds, and charged at the enemy once more.
His eyes were filled with determination and anger as he roared, "Even if I die, I'll drag you all down with me!"
Faced with two groups of enemies, the Spirit King once again took the initiative.
His movements were as swift as lightning, and his inner strength surged forth, directly confronting the members of the Shadow Organization and the Poisonous Yin Cult.
The opposing side was not to be outdone, and each of them unleashed their own unique skills to defend themselves.
On the other side, Hong Pijing, despite being poisoned, was experiencing fluctuating strength.
However, thanks to his rich combat experience and tenacious will, he was still able to hold his own against the enemy.
In another location, five spirit stars cooperated, using music to disturb the enemy's mind, chess moves to trap their steps, calligraphy to attack their face, painting shadows to confuse their eyes, and white swords to strike their vital points, leaving the enemy in a state of chaos.
Daya, Shanzi, Xiaolie, and Afu also did not back down. They each used their best skills to fight the enemy to the death.
Shi Zi had just arrived to provide support and fearlessly charged into the enemy ranks. He also moved nimbly among the enemy, searching for their weaknesses.
The Shadow Organization and the Poisonous Yin Cult consisted of dozens of people, each a top-notch expert.
Just as everyone was struggling to hold on, Xiaoyue stared wide-eyed at the surging waves of enemies in front of her, her heart filled with anxiety.
Xiaoyue clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug deep into her palms. Seeing the perilous scene before her, she couldn't help but grit her teeth.
"There's no other way. At this point, we have no other choice but to proceed this way."
She murmured softly, her voice carrying a hint of resolve and helplessness.
"I just don't know if I can hold on until the very end..."
Xiaoyue fought back her opponent with all her might, then quickly retreated to the side.
She didn't even have time to catch her breath, and hurriedly reached into her bosom to pull out an exquisite bottle.
After opening the bottle cap, Xiaoyue quickly poured out a pill that emitted a strong medicinal fragrance and put it into her mouth without hesitation.
The elixir instantly transformed into a warm current, flowing into her limbs and bones.
In an instant, the atmosphere on the battlefield, which had been tense and confrontational, suddenly changed.
A powerful and surging internal force, like a storm, suddenly erupted from a corner, like a flash flood.
This internal force swept rapidly in all directions, causing the vegetation to change color and the air to seem to be torn apart.
Da Ya, Shan Zi, Xiao Lie, and A Fu sensed this sudden change almost simultaneously.
They were startled and used all their skills to defeat their opponents, then looked in the direction from which the internal force came.
When they saw the familiar figure, their expressions changed drastically, their eyes filled with fear and worry.
They knew that it was Xiaoyue who caused this fluctuation in internal energy.
The last time such a scene occurred was during the massacre in Sujia Village.
Recalling the tragic scene, an indescribable fear and grief welled up in the hearts of the four.
They shouted in unison, "Xiaoyue, no!"
Their voices were filled with endless pleas and dissuasion.
But at this moment, Xiaoyue seemed to have made up her mind.
She seemed to be in another world, unable to hear the people's advice or feel the noise of the outside world.
She resolutely used the forbidden techniques from the Linglong Divine Skill once again.
That was her last trump card, and also the power that Yun Dan least wanted her to use.
As the technique was activated, Xiaoyue's aura began to rise rapidly, like the surging magma before a volcanic eruption.
Her own cultivation level soared, directly breaking through to the peak of the Great Harmony Realm.
After using the forbidden technique, Xiaoyue's face was radiant, but her eyes were even more terrifying, like those of a bloodthirsty beast.
Without hesitation, she charged into the enemy ranks, like a tiger among sheep, and the enemy retreated in defeat wherever she went.
"Exquisite Moon Shadow!" Xiaoyue whispered.
This move was the ultimate skill she had comprehended over the past year since using the forbidden technique in Sujia Village.
Her figure left afterimages on the battlefield, each afterimage as bright and mysterious as the moonlight.
Several members of the Poisonous Yin Cult fell down in an instant.
Of those present, only Cheng Peng, who had only recently begun his cultivation, was completely bewildered and unaware of what was happening.
Hong Pijing, a man of profound cultivation, and all the Spirit Kings stared wide-eyed at Xiaoyue, their faces filled with worry.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the four people fighting, including Daya, anxiously called out to Xiaoyue, trying to stop her unusual behavior.
But Xiaoyue seemed to be completely immersed in her own world and couldn't hear the sounds from the outside world at all.
At this moment, only one thought remained in her mind—to kill these hateful enemies before her.
Upon seeing this, Hong Pijing felt a pang of anxiety and gulped down a large mouthful of wine.
Then, with a flash, he sped off like an arrow towards Xiaoyue's location.
As he ran, he shouted, "Little Yue, what's going on? Why has your internal energy suddenly surged so much?"
Unfortunately, his calls went unanswered by Xiaoyue.
On the other side, the Spirit King was not idle either. He took a deep breath, gathered his inner strength, and loudly commanded.
"The five great spirit stars, heed my command! Follow me and finish this battle swiftly!"
His voice boomed like thunder, echoing across the entire battlefield.
Upon hearing this, the members of the Illusionary Spirit Garden were invigorated and responded to the call, setting their sights on the relatively weaker enemies.
Shouts of battle and the clash of weapons rose and fell, and the battle became increasingly fierce.
Just then, the mid-stage Great Yuan Realm member from the Shadow Organization seized the opportunity.
He quietly circled behind the Spirit King, attempting to launch a fatal attack on him.
In the blink of an eye, Hong Pijing, who had been closely monitoring the battle, discovered this situation.
Without a second thought, he forcefully summoned the last bit of internal energy within his body, leaped forward, and flew to the Spirit King's side, where he used all his strength to engage in a fierce exchange with the expert.
With a loud bang, the two men each stumbled back several steps.
Just now, Hong Pijing suffered extremely serious injuries, and his physical condition was already critical.
However, faced with the pressing situation at hand, he resolutely chose to exert force.
Unfortunately, even with his indomitable will and profound skill, he ultimately could not withstand the heavy burden brought on by his injuries and excessive exertion.
He swayed, finally unable to hold on, and knelt on one knee on the cold, hard ground.
A trickle of scarlet blood slowly oozed from the corner of his tightly pursed lips, like a blood flower blooming on his pale face, a shocking sight.
His once rosy complexion had turned as pale as paper, devoid of any color, as if a gentle breeze could knock him over.
But what's truly amazing is that, despite his body swaying precariously...
His deep eyes still shone with an unwavering light, like stars that never go out in the night sky.
"Senior Hong!" The Spirit King beside him was furious. His eyes were wide open, almost bursting out of their sockets, burning with raging anger.
With unforgivable rage on his face, he suddenly swung his palms, and a sharp gust of wind instantly swept out.
Like a raging storm, it crashed down with overwhelming force on the shameless scoundrel who dared to ambush Hong Pijing.
He clearly hadn't expected the Spirit King to launch such a swift counterattack, and was completely caught off guard.
In an instant, he was struck head-on by this palm force that was stronger than he could have imagined, and his whole body flew straight backward like a kite with a broken string.
Then, with a loud bang, he crashed heavily to the ground dozens of feet away, raising a cloud of dust.
After the dust settled, people found that the man was lying on the ground, his life hanging in the balance.