Chapter 1656
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As the fist glow charged towards her, Yun Ping’s pretty face turned cold. She quickly formed a hand seal, and streams of spiritual energy surged like a curtain, gathering in front of her.
“Cloud-Breaking Sparrow!”
A soft shout rang out.
The vast spiritual energy transformed into a spiritual sparrow, a hundred zhang tall, with wings spread wide as it charged forward.
Boom…
In an instant,
the fierce fist energy collided with the spiritual sparrow, producing a deep, muffled explosion.
Immediately afterward, Yun Ping spat out a mouthful of blood. Her face turned even paler, and she tumbled on the ground for dozens of rolls before collapsing, coughing up blood in large amounts.
Li Yingchuan was at the peak of the摘星化境.
Yun Ping was in the late stage of the摘星化境.
A single realm difference was the key to deciding victory or defeat.
“Stupid woman, if you don’t die, who will?” Li Yingchuan showed no mercy and charged again.
As his fists clenched, the fist energy roared and surged, striking Yun Ping’s face.
Boom…
Another earth-shattering roar erupted.
Under the night moon, it seemed as if a huge mushroom cloud appeared out of nowhere. Amidst the rolling dust and smoke, there was a violent force at play.
Li Yingchuan stood in place, looking ahead with a raised eyebrow.
The smoke cleared.
Yun Ping stood on the ground, her face pale and gasping for breath.
In front of Yun Ping, a figure stood firm, his eyes filled with a hint of anger.
“Li Yingchuan!”
The man standing in front of Yun Ping said in a deep voice, “Meddling in other people’s affairs, do you know what the consequences will be?”
Li Yingchuan looked at the man and sneered.
Now, everyone around was extremely shocked.
The man who saved Yun Ping was none other than the Spirit Sword Pavilion’s elder, Xing Hanwen.
Xing Hanwen’s face was ashen, and he looked at Li Yingchuan with a stern expression.
He didn’t expect that just to kill a single Ye Wushuang, the Spirit Sword Pavilion would have such a difficult time.
Lin Yunjin, the Cyan Flame Spirit Sparrow, Qi Yuanming, Tian Linzi, and Wang Xingxian from the Wang family…
One after another, these摘星化境-level strong individuals were protecting Ye Wushuang with all their might.
Now, it seemed that Li Yingchuan had also been recruited by Yin Shenghao into the Holy Heaven Sect.
The addition of a peak-level摘星化境cultivator certainly made the Holy Heaven Sect even more formidable!
Li Yingchuan looked at Xing Hanwen and sneered, “The people of the Spirit Sword Pavilion are really shameless. If you want to fight, do it openly. Assassinating the genius of the Holy Heaven Sect—what kind of behavior is that?”
“If you’re going to play dirty, then I’ll do nothing but guard outside your Spirit Sword Pavilion every day and kill your talented geniuses… No, wait…”
At this point, Li Yingchuan laughed and said, “Your Spirit Sword Pavilion’s geniuses, like Du Mu Yunze, Lian Xuan, Ba Chengyun, Bu Shaoyin, and Xu Yueyin… It seems they’re almost all dead!”
Xing Hanwen’s expression turned cold.
“Last time in Qingzhou, Gege didn’t scare you to death?” Li Yingchuan said bluntly, “And now you still dare to come out and make trouble!”
“Li Yingchuan, don’t bring trouble upon yourself!” Xing Hanwen snorted, “Opposing the Spirit Sword Pavilion will not end well!”
“What can you do to me?” Li Yingchuan looked down with disdain, “Do you really think that just because the Spirit Sword Pavilion is ranked first in the Central Continent, everyone has to avoid you and fear you?”
“You…”
Xing Hanwen’s face turned cold.
Ever since learning about the news of Yin Shenghao, Su Chenyang, and Si Luoyi, the Spirit Sword Pavilion had been facing one misfortune after another.
The Qingzhou battle, with the loss of several dozen Sword Protectors and Hall Masters.
The relocation of the Spirit Sword Mountain to the Central Continent, the establishment of the Holy Heaven Sect on the Lingxu Continent, the Spirit Sword Pavilion and Qi family’s aggressive stance, only to be blocked by Yin Shenghao and the Heavenly Dao Palace.
The Cave Void Ranking competition, where Bu Shaoyin, Xu Yueyin, and others were killed one after another.
Now, even Du Mu Yunze was dead.
And at the core of all this was Ye Wushuang!
Now, to assassinate Ye Wushuang, it turned out that the Holy Heaven Sect was well-prepared.
Not just Xing Hanwen, but also the other摘星化境-level elders within the pavilion were extremely angry.
“I’ll see just how you plan to stop me!”
Xing Hanwen snorted coldly, clenched his palm, and a surge of power filled his hand.
Li Yingchuan sneered but showed no fear.
In an instant, Xing Hanwen’s aura erupted.
“Great Perfection of the摘星化境!”
Li Yingchuan’s expression froze.
Xing Hanwen was originally at the perfect stage of the摘星化境, but now… he had taken another step forward!
Xing Hanwen snorted, “I must thank Yin Shenghao for the immense pressure he provided, which actually allowed my long-stagnant cultivation to advance further!”
“You old man sure had some good luck!” Li Yingchuan snorted.
“Li Yingchuan, don’t meddle in things you shouldn’t. Otherwise, you won’t even know how you died!”
With these words, Xing Hanwen clenched his palm, and a terrifying force instantly burst forth, charging straight at Li Yingchuan.
At the same time.
On Ye Wushuang’s side.
One after another, Wandering Self realm cultivators fell to Ye Wushuang’s sword. At this moment, Ye Wushuang was covered in blood, with no less than dozens of wounds on his body, yet his momentum remained extremely strong.
With one strike of his sword, he pierced through the chest of a Wandering Self realm cultivator at the third level of tribulation. He pulled his sword back and stood on the ground, panting heavily.
But suddenly.
Cold, sinister auras began to swirl around his body, and a deadly, oppressive energy instantly surrounded him.
The intense sense of danger made the hairs on Ye Wushuang’s body stand on end.
In an instant.
Four figures clad in black armor quickly approached Ye Wushuang from the four directions—east, south, west, and north.
“Sword Heaven Guards!”
Almost in the blink of an eye, Ye Wushuang realized what was happening, but he was already exhausted. The four figures had been carefully hiding in the crowd, approaching cautiously. Even though Ye Wushuang had spotted them now, it was already too late to dodge.
The four individuals each wielded spiritual swords. At a distance of ten zhang from Ye Wushuang, their sword energy erupted, sealing off any possible escape route for him.
“Humph!”
Ye Wushuang let out a cold snort, clenched his hands, and produced two Heavenly Flame Thunderbolts.
“I’m not afraid of you!”
As he snorted, Ye Wushuang tightly gripped the Heavenly Flame Thunderbolts.
But at that moment.
A figure appeared lightly behind Ye Wushuang and gently patted his shoulder.
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