Chapter 49

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Chapter 49: Blood Inhibition

Yu Youwei almost thought she was seeing things, but she quickly realized she was not mistaken.

The spiritual power on her sword had not been scattered, and her own spiritual power was working properly; her sword was still pressing down on Yi Qianmo’s sword.

However, Yi Qianmo stood up under her pressure, his deep eyes shining with a silver light, leaving Yu Youwei shaken!

"Clang!"

Just then, Yi Qianmo raised his sword with both hands and struck, sending Yu Youwei and her sword flying away.

She landed on the ground and stepped back seven or eight times before regaining her balance. She looked at the sword in her hand and felt the swirling spiritual power in her body, which made her a little dazed.

That feeling of losing control made her very anxious.

"Are you scared now?"

Yi Qianmo flashed forward and swung his sword. His speed was like lightning, and his body was bathed in silver light, resembling a god.

"Clang!"

Yu Youwei swung her sword to block. The clash of metal echoed, and the spiritual power on her sword shattered in an instant. A terrifying force came from the sword, making her blood surge.

"You are not him!"

Yu Youwei looked up but found that Yi Qianmo had disappeared. Immediately, a strong sense of danger washed over her from behind.

"Clang!"

She turned around with her sword, but her heart raced because Yi Qianmo’s speed at that moment was twice as fast as before, and his strength had also increased greatly.

"You are right!"

The two swords clashed together, and Yi Qianmo looked at Yu Youwei and said coldly, "The moment you damaged my Qihai, the old Yi Qianmo was already dead!"

Yu Youwei’s heart leaped, and a powerful force struck her. She was knocked back three or four steps, but before she could steady herself, Yi Qianmo’s sword was already upon her in the blink of an eye.

"Clang, clang, clang…"

The light of the swords flashed, and Yu Youwei again took a defensive stance, but this time no one believed she could defeat Yi Qianmo by wearing him down.

They only saw a streak of white light continually striking at Yu Youwei, and she could only defend passively. Each blow made her heart race; if she didn’t defend well, it would mean certain death!

"Is this the true power of the Great Yi Sword Technique?"

Everyone present stared wide-eyed, even Su Muyu and Zhou Lanting.

"It’s too fast, I can’t see his face at all."

The cultivator from the Xuanyuan Sect felt a sense of despair; a second level of the Qi Refining Stage was fighting against a fifth level and was even suppressing it, and this fifth level had practiced the Xuan Yuan True Method as well.

"How terrifying is the legacy behind this guy, and what is the origin of the Yi family?"

Su Muyu was deeply shocked; she had previously thought that while Yi Qianmo had a legacy, it was nothing compared to the wealth of Tianyuan Academy.

What she valued was Yi Qianmo’s talent for alchemy. Being able to use a medicine reversal technique without having entered the Qi Refining Stage was simply incredible.

It was only today that she realized she had underestimated Yi Qianmo. This young boy before her didn’t need her protection; with such terrifying sword skills, as long as he didn’t want to die, no one could touch him if they weren’t at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"No wonder he was so calm when he met me that day; how many hidden cards does this guy really have!"

Zhou Lanting gripped the knife in her hand, feeling a chill.

The reason he was controlled by Yi Qianmo, besides the change in himself, was because of the special feeling Yi Qianmo gave him.

He looked like a boy of seventeen or eighteen, but when facing him, a strange sense of alertness rose in his heart, as if this guy was an old monster who had lived for decades.

Moreover, a regular boy, even if he were lucky enough to enter his cave and obtain those pills, would not be so calm, or even plan to seek him out and set a trap!

"Pfft"

A mouthful of blood was spat out, and Yu Youwei’s face turned extremely pale. Although Yi Qianmo did not break through her defense, the power from the sword caused her internal injuries.

The usually confident Yu Youwei showed fear in her eyes.

"Clang!"

Yi Qianmo swung his sword down, and Yu Youwei held the sword with both hands, her spiritual power surged, just managing to block the strike, but her hands trembled slightly.

"Do you know that before that day, I never hated you? For thirteen years, I regarded you as my only friend!"

Yi Qianmo stared into her eyes, "But after that day, I knew it was over! Everything today is what you brought upon yourself!"

"Hahaha…"

Yu Youwei, with her hair in disarray, laughed loudly, "Do you want me to apologize, or do you want me to kneel and beg for my life? No, that’s impossible. I would rather die than beg. You have your dignity, and I have mine!"

"Very well!"

Yi Qianmo lifted his leg and suddenly kicked Yu Youwei’s hand, causing the sword she held to fly out of her grasp.

He reached out and grabbed Yu Youwei by the neck, putting the black sword back in its sheath, and said, "Do you remember what you did to me that day?"

Remembering that day, Yu Youwei’s face changed instantly, and fear finally showed in her eyes, but she gritted her teeth and said, "If you’re going to kill me, just do it, don’t talk so much!"

"I won’t kill you!"

Yi Qianmo calmly looked at her, "But I will destroy all your dignity, shatter all your hopes, and let you feel the despair I felt back then!"

"No!!!"

Yu Youwei was filled with terror.

But Yi Qianmo did not hold back. He swung his fist towards her lower abdomen, wanting to destroy her power and everything she thought she knew.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, Yu Youwei spat out a mouthful of blood, her face twisted in pain and pale as ash.

However, at that very moment, as the punch landed, a strong sense of danger surged from Yu Youwei. Although he didn’t know why, he instinctively let her go and stepped back.

"Boom!"

A terrifying wave of energy exploded from Yu Youwei, and the people around didn’t have time to react before they were all knocked over by this force.

Yu Youwei was floating in mid-air, a strange red light flashing around her.

"Forbiddance!"

Yi Qianmo rolled on the ground a few times, steadied himself, and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

When he looked at Yu Youwei again, he noticed an ancient blood-red mark appearing at her center, and the red light was shining from that mark.

Yu Youwei fell to the ground, her eyes glowing with a blood-red light, "I really don’t know whether to call you smart or foolish!"

Yi Qianmo drew out his black sword, his figure flickered, and he charged toward Yu Youwei, as the power bursting from her made him feel a great threat.

He only had one thought: to kill her!

Facing his sword, Yu Youwei did not dodge or evade; instead, a helpless smile appeared on her face.

"Clang!"

A streak of flowing light flashed by, and Yi Qianmo trembled, feeling the threat of death. He immediately gave up on killing Yu Youwei and swung his sword at the flowing light.

With a loud bang, a terrifying sword intent burst forth, and Yi Qianmo, along with his sword, was sent flying by that flashing light.

A wave of frightening sword energy entered his body. If it had not been for the Sword Pill acting immediately to absorb the sword energy, he would have been shattered to pieces by now.