Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 55: A Cruel Fate
It was very quiet underground, so quiet that you could hear your own breathing.
The footsteps were also unusually clear.
Xiaoyao kept looking at Wang Chen, just like Wang Chen was looking at Yin Shiyu.
Following Wang Chen, Xiaoyao has also met many masters. Wang Chen does not have the elegance of Murong Xumu, nor the snow-white clothes of Li Xun.
Moreover, he was now soaked, and his clothes were clinging to his body.
Every step leaves a wet footprint, which is a bit embarrassing.
However, in Xiaoyao's eyes.
It was as if he wanted to just walk over, take the other person's life, and then leave without taking a single cloud with him...that was all.
At the same time, the figure in the luxurious black robe slowly stood up.
Yin Shiyu turned around with a cold look.
He looked extremely miserable at the moment, with a hole as big as a bowl on his chest, through which he could see light on the other side.
Half of his body was sunken, and even half of his face was disfigured, bloody and hideous, but even so, his expression was still gloomy and calm.
With a low laugh, Master Shiyu spoke in a hoarse voice: "It seems that my injuries are really serious. So serious that even a wretch like you dares to chase me?"
"Are you here for revenge?"
In the world of cultivation, anyone who suffers a serious injury must be prepared to be hunted down. This is perhaps even more straightforward than the survival rules of the monsters in the forbidden forest.
Wang Chen said nothing.
When he chose to stand in front of Yin Shiyu, language had lost its meaning.
In a life-and-death struggle, there is no need for any unnecessary nonsense.
whoosh!
The Qinggang sword flew out of his hand, and the cold air was like white silk, entwining with each other, and instantly turned into a snow-white fairy sword that shot out.
Wherever the sword points, the blade is icy cold and emits a sharp white light.
In an instant, the snow-white flying sword was only two fingers away from Yin Shiyu.
However, this distance is like the distance between the ends of the earth.
The flying sword could no longer move forward.
Yin Shiyu didn't even blink.
"I'm a little tired."
He coughed softly and a streak of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"You can die now." Yin Shiyu raised his head grimly and looked at Wang Chen, his black hair dancing in the wind.
The sound of ghosts crying was heard in a chaotic manner. Black energy surged around Yin Shiyu's body. Combined with his half-rotten face, his cold voice and fluttering black hair made him look like an evil ghost from the underworld.
The sword technique changed, and the snow-white fairy sword rolled up the cold and oppressive ice and snow, swirling and roaring.
Countless pieces of ice as sharp as knives rushed towards Yin Shiyu, and in an instant they created ripples in the black smoke and disappeared.
The extreme cold was enough to freeze the demon ape instantly, but even Yin Shiyu's body-protecting black smoke could not break through.
The black fog surged up. The sound of ghosts crying filled the air, and pale ghost claws stretched out, as if the wronged souls hidden deep inside wanted to drag the life in front of them into hell.
Wang Chen kept looking at Yin Shiyu, his eyes not wavering at all.
A robe appeared in his hand, shining brightly white. Holding the cuffs, he stretched out his hand and passed it through the sleeves that were tailored to perfection, just like a young man who had just woken up and was putting on a robe that had been prepared for him with great care.
“What kind of operation is this?”
Yin Shiyu frowned.
In his eyes, Wang Chen's funny behavior of dressing for battle was enough to kill him a hundred times, and this piece of clothes actually made him feel somewhat extraordinary.
He moved his feet, wanting to pierce Wang Chen's heart, and then take the time to heal his serious injuries.
Due to the absolute speed difference, Wang Chen couldn't react to what was happening.
However, in his eyes, a flame suddenly exploded like a spark that illuminated the darkness.
The flames were reflected in Yin Shiyu's eyes, and in an instant they bloomed like flaming lotuses.
He reacted extremely quickly. The true energy that he had originally raised to penetrate Wang Chen instantly changed direction, and his body retreated violently, but at this moment his feet seemed to have taken root and he could not move at all.
Yin Shiyu was not surprised that he was restricted by a casual cultivator without any sound, because now was not the time to be surprised. That fire lotus gave him a feeling of extreme danger.
He clasped and then opened his hands, Yin Shiyu's eyes shone brightly with darkness, and all his strength burst out without reservation.
A dark and eerie cloud of smoke suddenly rose up.
A huge bone wall made of human bones suddenly rose from the ground and protected his body tightly.
boom!
The black ball exploded violently, and in the dazzling firelight, a huge mushroom cloud rose straight into the sky.
The raging flames fell to the ground, igniting the solid rock.
The solid barrier of human bones shattered into pieces, turning into fragments of various sizes and shapes, which flew like arrows and pierced the ground with numerous holes.
The violent impact made Wang Chen fall back violently as if he was hit by a huge hammer, spurting out large mouthfuls of blood, but because of Xiaoyao's magical power of holding his legs tightly, he was not knocked away.
Drops of blood stained the snow-white robe, on which a lifelike .
That was the most valuable piece of clothing in Murong Xumu's storage ring. He had tried it before, and found that even his full-strength attack could not leave any mark on it.
The blood drops could not stay on it for a moment, and they rolled and slid down drop by drop, but were evaporated in the air by the high temperature remaining in the air.
If it weren't for this piece of divine armor that absorbed the violent impact force, Wang Chen would have died with all his bones shattered.
Like bouncing back like a spring, Wang Chen stood straight as if he had never bent over. His eyes were still cold, as if the severe pain coming from his body and the blood spurting out of his mouth did not belong to him.
As he raised his hand, three fire beads were wrapped in true energy and flew out.
The bone wall was blown to pieces, and the slight backlash force shocked Yin Shiyu so much that he spit out a mouthful of blood.
This mouthful of black blood mixed with internal organ fragments made his eyes go dark and his body shook involuntarily.
"It's actually Fire Thunderbolt!" Yin Shiyu was coughing. The violent explosion just now made him recognize this extremely consumable magic weapon.
But he did not panic, because he knew the preciousness of Fire Thunderbolt. Even if a casual cultivator got one by chance, it would be impossible for him to get a second one...
The moment his vision returned, his eyes suddenly widened, and three dark red beads wrapped in gray true energy appeared before his eyes in the blink of an eye.
It's like Fire Thunder is free.
The entire body of the fire thunderbolt was smooth, so smooth that Yin Shiyu seemed to be able to see his own face reflected on it.
How many times...
Maybe many times.
With his inherited body skills, he can make his enemies lose their lives in the illusion that time has stopped.
Just like the three flaming flowers reflected in his eyes now, which seemed to be floating very slowly but blooming one after another.
Then, his gaze shifted slightly and looked at the pair of eyes on the other side that showed neither joy nor sorrow.
Their eyes did not meet.
Since childhood, no one dared to ignore my gaze.
But at this moment Yin Shiyu could understand Wang Chen's feelings.
Because he saw that those three particles would explode with fire lightning that was enough to severely damage the ranked cultivators in the next moment.
"So cruel... If I were as cruel as him, what would Xue Wentian and even Shui Yunyao be?" Yin Shiyu suddenly felt a little envious of Wang Chen.
boom!
boom!
boom!
There was a dazzling fire reflected in his eyes.
The sound seemed to disappear at this moment.
A huge annular fire ring suddenly spread out from the center of the explosion, and then, as if the blazing white flames that seemed to be able to devour everything turned into pillars of fire that burst into the sky, and the echo was like thousands of thunders ringing out at the same time.
At the center of the explosion, the hard rock was melting and turning into white ash swirling in the howling hot wind.
Pitch-black smoke rose up, covering the sky and the sun, like the end of the world in this small world.
Xiaoyao hugged Yin Shiyu's legs tightly, but turned her head to stare at Wang Chen who was also engulfed in flames. The world in her eyes was frozen in three mushroom clouds that bloomed continuously.
Yin Shiyu did not ask Wang Chen's name.
He was disdainful at first, but now, it's too late.
There were no fancy moves, and even no extra words from either side. The brief moment of risk and ruthlessness was like the end of a fateful duel that had lasted a lifetime.
