lcionline Chapter 256 Who is it?
Chapter 256 Who is it?
"Ye Qianqian, what are you doing back here?" Tian Ruochun looked at the composed Ye Qianqian warily, her hand gripping the talisman tightly.
"Senior Sister Tian, I am also a disciple of Qingyun Sect. Isn't it against the rules for you to treat me like this?" Ye Qianqian said coldly, her eyes scrutinizing Tian Ruochun.
"Wan Ning isn't coming back yet, so don't even think about hurting her." Tian Ruochun frowned, avoiding Ye Qianqian's unfriendly gaze.
"Who said I came back to find Xie Wanning?" Ye Qianqian suddenly appeared at Tian Ruochun, holding a divine sword in her hand, and suddenly stabbed at Tian Ruochun: "I came to find you, no, to kill you."
"Then you should try and see if you have the ability." Tian Ruochun took a step back, dodged to the side, and instantly flung out the talisman in her hand.
"boom!"
After the explosion, the two figures clashed again.
Ye Qianqian launched the first attack, lightly raising her divine sword and rushing towards her opponent like a streak of light. As the sword danced, sword energy surged, creating a rustling sound wherever it went. That sword energy carried a world-destroying power, seemingly capable of shattering everything in its path.
Tian Ruochun remained calm and composed. She chanted incantations and rapidly formed hand seals. In an instant, a massive magic circle appeared on the ground, its light shimmering and runes flowing, forming a sturdy defensive barrier. The sword energy struck the magic circle, producing a deafening roar and sending ripples of energy through the air, but the magic circle remained as stable as a mountain, firmly blocking Ye Qianqian's attack.
"You really are something else." Ye Qianqian curled her lips into a smile, staring intently at Tian Ruochun, her eyes brimming with murderous intent.
"That was because you forced me to," Tian Ruochun said through gritted teeth.
Immediately afterward, she launched a counterattack. She pulled out several talismans from her bosom, uttered incantations, and the talismans instantly ignited, transforming into beams of light that rushed towards Ye Qianqian. At the same time, the magic circle beneath her feet shone brightly, and a powerful suction force emanated from it, attempting to pull Ye Qianqian into the circle.
Seeing this, a resolute glint flashed in Ye Qianqian's beautiful eyes. She raised the divine sword high, chanting an ancient incantation. The sword absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, its light growing ever brighter. Suddenly, she swung it downwards, and a dazzling sword light shot out from the divine sword, cleaving the light of the talisman like lightning, and then slamming it fiercely into the magic array.
With a deafening roar, the magic array was instantly shattered by the sword light. The powerful energy fluctuations shook the surrounding walls, causing them to crack, and the Qingyun Palace collapsed with a crash.
Tian Ruochun was also shaken by this force and staggered backward, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.
But she didn't give up. She quickly adjusted her state and formed hand seals again. This time, she summoned an even more powerful formation—the Ninth-Rank Dragon-Trapping Formation. Within the formation, countless giant dragons composed of runes soared into the air, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced towards Ye Qianqian.
Ye Qianqian felt the immense pressure from the formation, but she was fearless. She wielded her divine sword, unleashing a set of exquisite sword techniques, the sword shadows blurring as she repelled the charging dragons one by one. In the fierce battle, her hair fluttered in the wind, her clothes rustling, making her appear like a war goddess descended to earth.
However, Tian Ruochun was also constantly searching for Ye Qianqian's weakness. While manipulating the formation, she secretly prepared a powerful talisman. When she saw Ye Qianqian briefly open up while dodging the dragon's attack, she threw the talisman without hesitation.
The talisman instantly transformed into a beam of light in mid-air, enveloping Ye Qianqian. Within the light, countless runes flickered, attempting to restrict Ye Qianqian's movements.
Ye Qianqian was trapped in the light. She struggled desperately, brandishing her divine sword in an attempt to break free from the talisman's restraints.
At this critical moment, Ye Qianqian suddenly had a flash of inspiration. She plunged the divine sword into the ground, then clasped her hands together and chanted incantations. As she chanted, golden butterflies appeared around her, and the divine sword began to absorb the earth's power, its light growing stronger and stronger. Finally, Ye Qianqian shouted and forcefully pulled the divine sword from the ground. A powerful force erupted from the sword, instantly breaking free from the talisman's restraints.
Having broken free of her restraints, Ye Qianqian launched another fierce attack on Tian Ruochun. Her swordsmanship grew increasingly sharp, her sword energy crisscrossing and dazzling. Although Tian Ruochun tried her best to defend, she gradually found herself in a difficult situation under Ye Qianqian's powerful offensive.
Finally, Ye Qianqian found Tian Ruochun's weakness. Her divine sword shot out like lightning, piercing through Tian Ruochun's defenses and reaching her throat.
"You lost." Ye Qianqian's voice carried a hint of smugness.
Tian Ruochun lowered her head and remained silent, a ruthless glint flashing in her eyes.
She cannot afford to fall again.
Ye Qianqian raised her divine sword and suddenly thrust it towards Tian Ruochun.
"Bang!"
A fan blocked the attack of the divine sword.
"Who!" Ye Qianqian looked up, only to have her face scratched by the fan.
The person in front of me was wearing a tattered cloak, with the hood tightly pulled over his head. The black cloth covering his face fluttered in the strong wind, making it impossible to see his face.
Ye Qianqian reacted quickly. She leaped lightly, rushing towards the masked man like a white lightning bolt. She twirled her sword in several strokes, aiming straight for the masked man's vitals.
The wind howled, as if it would tear the air apart.
However, the masked man remained calm, a confident smile playing on his lips. He gently waved his fan, runes flashing across its surface, and a gentle yet resilient power surged forth, forming an invisible barrier that blocked all of Ye Qianqian's fierce sword attacks.
Upon seeing this, Ye Qianqian's heart tightened, and her swordplay became even more ferocious. She unleashed exquisite swordsmanship, her sword shadows layered upon layer, impenetrable, as she tried to find a weakness in the masked man.
The masked man skillfully dodged Ye Qianqian's attacks while simultaneously wielding his fan, counterattacking from various angles. With each opening and closing of the fan, streams of spiritual energy surged forth, colliding with Ye Qianqian's sword energy and creating deafening roars. In an instant, Qingyun Peak was ablaze with light, and the trees trembled.
After several rounds, Ye Qianqian felt somewhat powerless. She discovered that no matter how she attacked, she could hardly break through the masked man's defense, while his counterattacks became increasingly fierce.
Moreover, the masked man's moves were peculiar; Ye Qianqian had never seen anything like them before.
The masked man seemed to have read her mind, and taking advantage of her distraction, he suddenly launched a fierce attack. He snapped his fan shut, and the handle pierced towards Ye Qianqian like a sharp sword.
Ye Qianqian hurriedly raised her sword to defend, but she didn't expect that the masked man's attack was just a feint. In the instant she defended, the masked man flicked his wrist, and the fan opened again. A powerful suction force came from the fan surface, pulling the divine sword in Ye Qianqian's hand towards it.
Ye Qianqian was terrified and tried to snatch back the divine sword, but it was too late. The masked man seized the opportunity, waving his fan and unleashing a powerful force that sent Ye Qianqian flying. Ye Qianqian crashed heavily to the ground, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of her mouth.
"Who exactly are you?" Ye Qianqian glared at the masked man in front of her.
However, all he received was a soft laugh and an attack about to strike his neck.
"Divine Realm, open." Ye Qianqian could only open her domain, trying to pull the masked man into it.
However, the masked man stood still, completely unaffected by divine power.
Ye Qianqian gasped and quickly disappeared.
The masked man breathed a sigh of relief, but then heard a voice behind him.
"Who are you anyway?"
He couldn't help but shudder.