Chapter 451
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“Spiritual Essence Palm!”
Qing Shiyu unleashed a palm strike from a distance.
As a Pure Yuan spiritual body, she was naturally attuned to spiritual energy. Although she was only at the ninth level of the Ningshuai Realm, the gap between her and the first level of the Yuanfu Realm was not significant.
Her palm strike deflected Chu Wentian’s sword, preventing it from striking Ye Wushuang.
“Bitch!”
Chu Wentian’s eyes turned fierce, and he cursed, “Do you really think that because you’re a princess, I dare not kill you?”
As he spoke, he glanced at Liu Pofeng, who was chasing after Qing Shiyu from behind. Their eyes met, and they instantly understood each other’s intentions.
Almost simultaneously, Chu Wentian and Liu Pofeng both lunged at Qing Shiyu.
“Pointed Cloud Sword!”
“Slaying Evil Palm!”
The two Yuanfu Realm cultivators struck at once, targeting Qing Shiyu, who was caught in the middle.
Qing Shiyu’s face turned pale.
Faced with one Yuanfu Realm opponent, she was already struggling. Now, with two of them attacking her from both sides, she was overwhelmed.
“Kill!”
But Qing Shiyu knew that panicking was useless. At this critical moment, she swung her sword at Chu Wentian.
Clang…
The tips of the swords collided, and Qing Shiyu’s body staggered backward. Behind her, Liu Pofeng’s palm struck down.
“Pffft…”
Qing Shiyu spat out a mouthful of blood and lurched forward again.
Chu Wentian saw this and thrust his sword at her.
“Qing Shiyu, this is on you!”
The sword tip, gleaming with a cold light, aimed straight for Qing Shiyu’s heart.
Whoosh…
But just as the sword tip was an inch away from Qing Shiyu, a sound of something breaking through the air rang out.
A figure’s hand grasped the sword tip. Qing Shiyu’s body collided with that hand and was not pierced by the sword.
Drops of blood fell to the ground. The hand clutched the sword tip tightly, bleeding, but it stopped Chu Wentian’s sword from advancing any further.
Qing Shiyu’s body collapsed into the arms of that figure.
“Are you alright?”
A gentle voice asked.
Qing Shiyu’s face was pale as she looked up at the young man who had caught her. She smiled weakly and said, “I’m fine, just…”
Before she could finish, another mouthful of blood gushed out, and Qing Shiyu fainted.
The young man in white, holding the unconscious girl in his arms, felt a pang in his heart. But then his expression turned cold.
“Sorry, I was careless…”
At this moment, Chu Wentian, seeing the young man holding his sword tip, was terrified.
“Ye Wushuang!”
Chu Wentian sneered, “I’m not afraid of you.”
“Not afraid of me?”
Ye Wushuang held the unconscious Qing Shiyu in one arm and grasped the sword tip with the other. He looked at Chu Wentian coldly and said, “Is that so?”
As he spoke, a burst of power surged from Ye Wushuang’s palm. The sword tip trembled, and a continuous flow of energy spread from the tip into Chu Wentian’s hand.
“Ahh…”
A scream of agony escaped Chu Wentian’s lips. He felt as if his palm had been pierced by sharp needles. He dropped his sword and staggered backward.
Looking down at his hand, he saw blood seeping through.
What was happening?
He was at the first level of the Yuanfu Realm!
How could he be injured by Ye Wushuang?
Discarding his sword, Ye Wushuang picked up Qing Shiyu with both arms, leaped forward, and landed in front of Qing Chengtian and the others.
“Are you alright?” he asked, concerned.
The three had been injured by the sword energy, but their injuries were not severe.
However, Qing Shiyu had taken a full-force palm strike from Liu Pofeng, a Yuanfu Realm cultivator.
“Take care of her!”
“Okay.”
Wang Xueqi took Qing Shiyu, while Xiao Yuan and Qing Chengtian glared around, on guard.
Ye Wushuang turned around, ignoring the cut on his palm from the sword tip. He tore off a piece of his shirt and wrapped it around his hand. The Tianya Sword materialized in his grasp.
“Chu Wentian!”
“Liu Pofeng!”
Ye Wushuang said coldly, “I wasn’t looking for you, but you came to me. If you want to die, I’ll grant your wish today.”
