klisemfg Chapter 1953
Chapter 1953
"Heavenly Sword Formation, fire!"
At Piaoxue's command, the sword shadows in the sword diagram instantly awakened, swarming out like a dense swarm of bees. Each sword shadow transformed into a tangible sword beam, carrying a chilling light, piercing through the spiritual mist and shooting towards the five Golden Tigers who had not yet crossed the boundary river.
Where the sword light swept past, the air was torn apart, emitting a piercing sharp sound. The dense, cold light almost completely blocked the retreat of the four people from the Nine Netherworlds, and the pressure instantly reached its maximum.
"Haha, sister, what a skill!" Yu'er laughed upon seeing this, and simultaneously grasped the Azure Sky Divine Sword with all six hands—the sword was entirely azure, with star patterns engraved on its blade, and at this moment in her hands, it shone with a spiritual light like a vast starry sea.
Her figure transformed into a streak of primordial light, traversing the boundary river and charging into the half of the Nine Netherworld Holy Land.
At the same time, Zi Mo finally moved. She made a finger gesture with her right hand, and the white piece at her fingertip gently fell to the star position on the other side of the "boundary river" on the chessboard—this white piece corresponded to Qing Tian Yu Er, who had already crossed the boundary river.
"Snapped!"
The moment the white piece was placed, the opponent, Hei Yu, sharpened his eyes and immediately picked up a black piece, slamming it onto the board with a "bang," blocking the star point corresponding to Yue'er.
The black stone's spiritual light surged, transforming into the phantom of a golden tiger. Clearly, it was intended to use the strongest golden tiger from the Nine Netherworlds to block Yue'er's attack.
The crystal body that Tianxing had transformed into did not stop. It bypassed the boundary river from the side, its crystal divine light shining even brighter, and rushed straight toward Hei Yu, who was holding the chess pieces—as long as the opponent's general was restrained, the game would be mostly won.
Seeing this, Kuroba hurriedly placed another piece, which landed on the path that Tianxing was bound to take, transforming into a spiritual energy barrier in an attempt to block her path.
However, the silver dragon, which was transformed into a chess piece, did not take Tianxing seriously.
He saw that the girl rushing towards him was surrounded by a glassy light, and assumed that she had the same physique as the "Glassy Saint Child" of the Heartless Holy Land. He had fought with Glazed before and easily suppressed her. Now that he saw that Tianxing was just an "unknown person", he was even more contemptuous.
"Even your sect's Holy Son Liuli is no match for me, how dare you, a lowly servant, come here to embarrass yourself?" Silver Dragon roared, holding a bright silver spear, which transformed into a streak of silver light and thrust straight at Tianxing. A silver-white dragon-shaped energy condensed at the tip of the spear, accompanied by a sharp sound that tore through the air.
"when!"
A deafening roar, like a thunderclap, erupted as the dragon-patterned gloves on Tianxing's six hands simultaneously collided with the silver dragon's spear.
The golden and silvery-white divine light exploded at the point of collision, and an incomparably fierce recoil force instantly spread throughout the silver dragon's entire body—he felt his arm go numb, his tiger's mouth split open, and an unavoidable impact force was transmitted through the silver spear into his flesh. His whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing hard into the psionic barrier at the edge of the chessboard, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"How...how is this possible?" Silver Dragon's pupils shrank, his eyes filled with disbelief. He never expected that his casual strike would not only be easily blocked by his opponent, but he would also be blasted away by a single blow. The power contained in that recoil was simply terrifying, like that of a god or demon!
Little did he know that although Tianxing's Six-Turn Battle Glazed Body was a "castrated version" taught by Chen Xuan, it could bring ten times the strength, speed, explosiveness, and defense the moment it was activated—this was no exaggeration, but a real surge in combat power.
Tianxing's foundation was originally weaker than Qingtian and Yu'er, but with this tenfold boost, her power suddenly became the strongest war god in the entire arena!
"There's an opening! Kill!" Tianxing sent the silver dragon flying with a single move. Before he could even react, he was incredibly excited and transformed into a streak of light, charging forward once more.
Too fast! After blasting the silver dragon away with one move, Tianxing's figure almost turned into a streak of light, even faster than before, and rushed straight towards Heiyu, who was holding the chess pieces in the middle of the field.
Hei Yu's expression changed drastically. He placed two pieces in quick succession, and the two black pieces simultaneously surged with spiritual light, transforming into two spiritual energy barriers that blocked Tian Xing's path.
Seeing the Silver Dragon's instant defeat, the two quasi-holy sons, who were guarding the Nine Netherworlds, disregarded everything else and immediately used their secret technique—the bronze shields and blood-red folding fans on their bodies lit up at the same time, the shields and fans intertwined, transforming into a yin-yang array diagram, on which black and white qi circulated, blocking in front of Tianxing.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
With all six hands of Tianxing exerting their power simultaneously, the Glazed Divine Light collided with the Yin-Yang Array Diagram, each collision unleashing a deafening roar.
The two quasi-saints' faces flushed red, and blood kept spilling from the corners of their mouths. They almost spat out blood several times when they clashed—Tianxing's power was truly terrifying. Each strike was like Mount Tai pressing down, causing their blood and qi to churn.
Fortunately, the two were well-versed in martial arts and managed to suppress the urge to vomit blood. They channeled all their magical power and barely managed to deflect the immense force of Tianxing's six hands, managing to fight her to a draw.
Upon seeing this, Jin Hu gasped, nearly dropping the black iron warhammer from his hand.
He stared at the glass-like figure in the arena, his heart filled with shock—this girl named Tianxing, whose name he had never even heard of before, actually possessed such terrifying combat power.
Before the shock had subsided, Jin Hu saw the silver dragon slide down from the psionic barrier and was about to get up to stop Tian Xing again.
An overwhelming surge of anger welled up inside him. He gripped his warhammer tightly, his knuckles turning white, and roared, "What are you doing?! Protect Black Feather! If she loses, we'll have no chance to turn the tide!"
The shouts, imbued with spiritual power, shook the surrounding spiritual mist apart. The Golden Tiger's gaze towards the Silver Dragon was filled with disappointment and frustration.