mesbooks Chapter 225: Raging Anger
Chapter 225: Raging Anger
Ye Wanqing's eyes were filled with coldness. He gently moved his right hand, which was holding Ning Yu's, and boundless spiritual power began to surge rapidly. "Since you are 'old friends', I can't let you go."
In an instant, the boundless blazing fire took on an indigo-blue glow, burning as hot as colored glass. Wrapped in endless divine power, it took the shape of a swimming dragon, covering the sky and the sun, and surrounding everyone.
The man in black was stunned, his excitement replaced by fear. He knew the strength of the person before him. Back then, it took the combined efforts of three great families and an academy to defeat Ye Wanqing. Now, they only had a few dozen people. How could they possibly defeat her?!
"Quick, call the shots, have everyone come over quickly, everyone, form a formation!"
Dozens of masked men simultaneously summoned their own profound weapons, unleashing all their killing moves, only to discover that the combined strength of all of them could only bring Ye Wanqing to a draw.
Suddenly, the man in black thought of something, his expression changed, and the excitement and excitement in his eyes were beyond words.
"Everyone, don't be afraid. Although she is the same Ye Wanqing from before, she is only at the Saint King level now. We, dozens of people, can each unleash the power of the Saint King level, and we even have Saint Venerable level experts in charge. We are more than capable of killing her. Come on, attack."
On the other side, Ye Wanqing gradually felt a bit of difficulty as the number of enemies and our side was too different. Sikong, who had settled Li Heng, quickly joined the battle. With the addition of a powerful Saint King, Ye Wanqing's pressure was reduced a lot.
Strange fires grew in clusters, divine power shuttled through, and tens of thousands of sword lights appeared and disappeared, like stars falling from the starry sky. Between every inch of light, there were only cold sword shadows and blood, which made people tremble.
Ye Wanqing seemed to be blinded by blood. There were spots of blood on her indigo dress. It was unclear whether it was hers or the masked man's. The Ningyu sword transformed into a long sword and the light was shining. A lot of blood seeped out from every inch of the sword shadow.
The two forces were never able to determine the winner.
Suddenly, Ye Wanqing felt a sharp pain in his heart, and endless bloody scenes appeared in his sea of consciousness: grandfather, grandfather-in-law, uncle-master, Cheng Ziqi, Huan Wu, Ji Yufeng, and many more.
Countless images began to intertwine in his mind, like thin needles piercing his heart, again and again, with an unprecedentedly intense pain. Ye Wanqing felt increasingly powerless, and even Ning Yu gradually began to lose her grip.
Her vision gradually became blurred, and Ningyu also lost its former brightness at this moment, becoming gray and dilapidated. She paused her movements, and the man in black beside her took this opportunity and swung the sharp blade in his hand straight towards her shoulder blade.
Ye Wanqing felt a sharp pain as the black-clad man's sharp blade directly pierced her shoulder blade. However, the pain in her heart and shoulder blade could not wake her up, and her consciousness became increasingly hazy.
Ye Wanqing's consciousness was hazy, and her mind was inexplicably trapped in a bloody shadowy chaos.
"Wanwan!"
"Little sister!"
"Master!"
Three anxious voices sounded at the same time, accompanied by a phoenix cry that resounded through the sky. A huge golden crow covered the sky and the sun. A strange fire shaped like a phoenix rushed into the sea of fire, instantly knocking away several masked men.
When the masked man in the lead saw that the man in black had injured Ye Wanqing's shoulder blade, he silently clenched his hands, which had been loosened. His whole body exuded a bit of awe, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes as he looked at the man in black.
But an inexplicable voice sounded from his ears, and his eyes, which were originally full of murderous intent, became calm again.
Yu Bao and all the spirit beasts in the space had red eyes.
"Wuwu, you bad guys, you bully your mother, I'm going to tell Daddy!"
"Ahhh, sister, please let me out and see if I can't bite them to death."
"Master, what's wrong with you? Why is your spiritual sea of consciousness fluctuating like this?!"
As the spirit of the Indigo Soul Jade, Qingyu was the first to sense the situation in Ye Wanqing's spiritual sea of consciousness, and at this moment she also felt Ye Wanqing's pain.
On the other side, the man in black saw the divine beast Golden Crow that was covering the sky at this moment, and there was fear and greed in his eyes. He had not expected that there was a divine beast Golden Crow in this lowly and inferior continent. If he obtained the power of the divine beast Golden Crow, he would not be controlled by him.
The man in black silently glanced at the masked man in the lead, hatred and jealousy growing wildly in his eyes, and his possessiveness towards the divine beast Golden Crow reached its peak.
"Wanwan!"
Su Shaohuai flew forward and looked at Ye Wanqing, who seemed unconscious as the sharp blade pierced her shoulder blade. His eyes were bloodshot, and endless anger was intertwined in his heart. The power of God and the power of the Tao permeated his body.
He looked at the man in black with murderous intent in his eyes, summoned his own divine weapon in front of him, and the sharp sword shadow instantly shuttled through the sea of fire.
At the same time, the Golden Crow felt the anger of its master, and the strange fire it spewed out was hotter and more scorching than usual. A phoenix cry that resounded through the sky startled all the flying spirit beasts in the world.
In an instant, countless flying spirit beasts flew in from all directions, all obeying the call of the Golden Crow.
Gradually, with the addition of many spirit beasts, the masked group gradually fell into a weak position, especially the man in black. He was beaten by Su Shaohuai so hard that all the bones and blood vessels in his body were dislocated, and his shoulder blade was pierced again and again by him in his blood-thirsty state.
If he didn't have his master's protective formation as a secret treasure, he would have been killed by Su Shaohuai's sword long ago.
Although he was reluctant to admit it, the man in black still hid behind the masked leader and said with feigned respect, "An Yi, what should we do now? They are actually more powerful than we imagined."
The masked man in the lead was An Yi. He looked at Ye Wanqing, who was still unconscious not far away, with a gloomy expression.
"Keep delaying. As long as the number of casualties and sacrifices reaches the required number, and the Lord succeeds in summoning them, we will be able to turn the tide. How are the people on the other side preparing?"
"Boss, it's almost done. The three major countries have all fallen, and those difficult ones will be solved soon."
An Yi nodded slightly, looking at the bloody scene around him without any emotion in his eyes. "Come on, give up looking for Qing Ye and Jiang Xu, retreat first, and deal with those stubborn old men."
At this moment, Li Heng, who had been unconscious for a long time, seemed to be guided by some force and suddenly woke up. He looked at Ye Jingzhan and others who were still fighting with the masked man in Cang Qiong Academy, and shouted a message.
"Ye Jingzhan, hurry to the Ye and Jiang families! The Three Kingdoms have all fallen, and we don't even know what the situation is with your family!"
"what?!"
Before Su Shaohuai and his companions could recover from the news of the fall of the Three Kingdoms, suddenly, an indigo-blue light, accompanied by a dragon's roar that shook the heavens and the earth, rushed into the sky like a swimming dragon.
In an instant, everyone present was trembling with fear at the sudden pressure that seemed to come from the depths of their souls. Wherever the green light passed, the boundless aura of blood and death disappeared.
"what!"
Ye Wanqing's eyes suddenly opened, and when she thought of the scene she had just seen in her mind, her expression was sharp and cold. Her fingertips trembled slightly as she tried to suppress her inner collapse. Her beautiful face became somewhat distorted by hatred and despair.
The originally crimson dragon mark on the forehead now appeared somewhat black for no reason, and the huge dragon shadow above the sky also appeared somewhat strangely black.
Everyone felt a sense of fear from Ye Wanqing. Even the masked man who was planning to evacuate was stunned for a while.
After a moment, the masked man reacted instantly, "What are you still standing there for? Run!"
Just now they seemed to have seen the stunningly beautiful Holy Maiden of the Temple who could fight against a thousand men alone!
Ye Wanqing's eyes were bloodshot, and she seemed to be crying blood from the corners of her eyes. She clenched her right hand, and Ningyu, emitting a strange crimson glow, automatically fell into her hand. "All of you, die!"