Misty Rain of the Old Times

Chapter 249 Is it worth it?
The spear shadows were like a forest, and the dazzling edges were like thousands of silver flowers blooming, each of which carried an unstoppable aura. Even the strongest armor and thick shields would be easily pierced and torn apart. It was beautiful and deadly, covering an area of ​​several feet around Duan Nie. In a flash, they converged towards the center like a sea, wanting to submerge him in the gorgeous edge.

Buzz~!

In an instant, green sword lights rose from the silver flowers, one after another, as if a green gale had risen, sweeping the silver flowers into pieces and destroying them, sweeping them away like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves!

In that area, light and shadow intertwined, and true energy was everywhere. Their figures could no longer be seen. Only a very few people with keen senses could hear the almost seamless sound of weapons clashing, which continued to form a terrifying buzzing sound, which was beyond the frequency of sound that ordinary ears could accept.

A violent aura raged, and the sand and dust rolled and surged under the interweaving of true energy, looking like a boiling three-color thick soup in the green and silver light.

Boom! A moment later, with a loud bang, the ball of three-colored thick soup exploded. Visible circular air waves surged in all directions, and the sand rolled like waves. It took a full ten or twenty feet to gradually calm down. Even a hundred feet away, people could feel the strong wind mixed with sand and gravel on the ground, blowing people's ragged clothes and hair into flying shapes.

Chen Xuan first raised his sleeves to cover his face to avoid being covered with sand, and pretended to be blown unsteadily by the strong wind and took two steps back.

He responded in advance, and the others were in a mess. Caught off guard, many people were covered in dust and dirt. It was just the air waves caused by the aftermath, which was not too dangerous. However, a few people still suffered minor injuries. After all, the occasional sand and gravel shot out from the place where the two people fought also had a certain lethality, and occasional cries of pain were heard.

As a result, many onlookers retreated in fear to avoid being affected.

A group of women from Yuhua Country who were guarding Ning Zuiyue's body also retreated with the body. The murderer had been identified, so there was no need to protect the scene.

One of the women, who had good internal strength, waved her sleeves and created a strong wind to push away the wind and sand. She did not forget to say to Chen Xuan, "Young Master Yang, please retreat with us and stand behind us. We can withstand some of the remaining power. Your cultivation is too shallow to be affected."

"Thank you, I'd better stand further away," Chen Xuan said as he stepped back. Although he really wanted to protect the young ladies in front of him, that was too much and he really couldn't do such a thing.

The other party did not insist and said, "Try not to get too far away from us. That damn Duan Nie has already set his sights on you and might shamelessly attack you. You will be more conspicuous if you stay with us. Hero Ling will be able to guard against you if he keeps an eye on you."

"Is Master Ling okay?" Someone started to worry about Ling Yun's safety. Although they couldn't help, judging from the previous situation, Ling Yun was indeed at a disadvantage. Ning Zuiyue had already ended up like this. If he had another accident, the loss to the Yuhua Kingdom's martial arts world would be too great.

Chen Xuan had been paying attention to that side. At this time, the two had separated, and as the aftermath gradually faded, their figures reappeared in everyone's eyes.

Ling Yun was seen half-kneeling on the sand with his spear in his hand about 10 to 20 feet away from Duan Nie. His face was pale and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth. His clothes were incomplete, with many cuts from sharp blades and blood oozing out, but he was not fatally injured.

Standing far away, many people couldn't see clearly, but in fact, the silver spear in his hand was also covered with many scratches.

He seemed unaware of his own condition, still looking at Duan Nie indifferently, then slowly stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Duan Nie, on the other hand, stood unharmed, knife in hand. The lingering wind blew the black veil of his bamboo hat, occasionally revealing a stern and arrogant expression. He grinned coldly and said, "I told you, you are not worthy of being my enemy. If you want to avenge a woman who died without any connection to you, you must have the strength to do so. Considering that your cultivation has not been easy, it is not too late for you to get out now. If you are still stubborn, I will have no choice but to kill you!"

It's not that he didn't want to kill Ling Yun on the spot, nor was it that he had shown mercy before, but although he could do it with ease, his strength was not enough to crush him. In this way, it was not easy to kill a Xiantian. Once Ling Yun was killed, he would at least be injured. In that case, the situation would be unfavorable to him, and he would have to guard against the other Xiantians.

If there were no potential threats, he would have focused all his attention on Ling Yun, and at most he would have suffered minor injuries and then killed him on the spot.

In short, if there is a potential threat, he has to be distracted and on guard. This person is extremely insidious and will not put himself in danger.

At this time, countless onlookers felt a chill behind them as they looked over there, and some even couldn't help but gasp.

With the fight between the two men as the center, the sand with a radius of twenty to thirty feet radiated outwards. That was just caused by the aftermath. If an ordinary person had been in that range before, he would have been dead.

The area where they actually fought was riddled with holes within a radius of ten feet, with large pits of several feet each and gullies several feet long. That was because their main attack target was on the other side, and the residual power of the occasional miss was too destructive.

If someone had been at the center of their fight before, how many people under Xiantian could guarantee that they would survive?
Ling Yun is only forty years old now, and has only been in the Xiantian realm for two or three years. Although Duan Nie has been in the Xiantian realm for ten years, he is more famous for his ruthless methods and his even more unfathomable younger brother. The destructive power of their fight is so terrifying. What will the upcoming showdown between Liu Zhenwei and Guo Jinglong be like!
Standing with a gun in hand, Ling Yun slowly stood up and walked towards the other party and said calmly: "It is true that I am not your opponent, but Miss Ning cannot die in vain, and in such a terrible way. She has never done anything against the law of nature. It shouldn't be like this, especially when the murderer is still showing off his power in front of us. Someone must seek justice for her, otherwise where is justice!" "Since you are looking for death, then I will grant your wish", Duan Nie said with a cold look in his eyes, knowing that this guy was determined to fight him to the death.

In fact, he couldn't understand why Ling Yun did this. Was it worth it for a completely unrelated person? Was it just for that ridiculous sense of justice in his heart? He even gave up his life. What was the point?
Moreover, he knew clearly that Ling Yun's words were not meant for himself, but for the others present. If he continued to talk, the other innates would probably not be able to sit still and would be forced to leave.

He did not take Ling Yun seriously, but there is always someone stronger than you. He was still wary of the other innates, especially the eminent monks of Wuxiang Temple and the Taoist priests of Taixuan Sect. Those two were from the most powerful sects in the martial arts world of Jingguo, and he definitely did not want to make them his enemies unless necessary.

As for the swordsman from Maple Leaf Villa, although I am not afraid of him, there is no need to provoke him.

As he spoke, his murderous intent was revealed and he became serious. He locked his aura on Ling Yun and swung his sword at him through the air. He exhaled violently and used a fierce killing move. The true energy turned into three deep green sword auras that swept out and half surrounded Ling Yun and slashed towards him.

The three sword energies were like half of a crescent moon, about ten feet high, and moved close to the ground, like a strange fish swimming under the yellow sand with its fins stretched out. Wherever they passed, they tore the yellow sand into long gullies, about ten feet deep, pointing straight at Lingyun and surrounding him.

Ling Yun had been locked in by the aura. He had to either resist, retreat, or fly into the air. Otherwise, there was no way to avoid it. But if he retreated, could his speed match that of the three sword energies? Flying into the air would make him an even easier target. So, he had no choice but to fight!

Buzz~!

The spear in his hand hummed again, emitting a brilliant silver edge, and swept across the army from left to right. With one sweep, the sword energy on the far left shattered, but the edge of his spear dimmed by four points. The second sword energy in the middle was also shattered, but the edge of his spear was already dim and invisible.

He could only hold his spear horizontally in front of his body to block the third sword energy. He was pushed back by the sword energy, but he was exhausted in the blink of an eye. He was pushed back less than ten feet, and the spear in his hand hit his chest. There was a sound of broken bones and blood spurted out. Even so, he tried his best to move sideways to avoid the sword energy, which had weakened in power.

As he turned sideways, the sharp and violent blade was about to pass by and cut off at least one of his legs.

At this critical moment, a bowl-sized bronze light and shadow came from the distance and landed on the sword energy that was about to cut off Ling Yun's leg. In an instant, the sword energy shattered, and the bronze light and shadow also dimmed and flew back.

As the sword energy shattered, the injured Ling Yun was also blown away by the violent energy. He fell on the sand more than ten feet away and rolled several times before stopping. He spurted out a mouthful of blood from his mouth again. He still held the spear tightly in his hand, but a complicated smile appeared on his face.

He tried his best, and the injuries he received were not fatal. The key was that he successfully "persuaded" the innate master who was watching from the sidelines.

It would be more accurate to say that I was influenced by his actions rather than being moved by him.

Haha, after all, he's not from my own country. Although I didn't just stand by and watch him die, I did intervene at the last moment...

A faint outline of the morning sun appeared on the horizon, and three gaps about ten to twenty feet long on the yellow sand were shocking. At the end of the gap, an irregular two-foot-long pit appeared where the sword energy was broken, and there were cracks around the pit caused by the broken sword energy.

Ling Yun was severely injured by a single blow. Originally, even if he couldn't be killed, he would at least be crippled. However, the plan was ruined by someone's meddling.

There was no pursuit. Even though Ling Yun was seriously injured, he was not without the ability to fight to the death. Duan Nie stood with a knife in hand, looking in the direction of the bowl-sized, dim bronze light flying back, and said in a low voice: "Master, we don't interfere with each other. Why do you want to meddle in other people's business?"

As he spoke, he had already begun to think of retreating, because the person who attacked him made him extremely afraid. It seemed that he could not kill Ling Yun today, but Ling Yun, who was already seriously injured, was not a big deal. There would be plenty of ways to completely deal with him later.

Even when he was fighting with Ling Yun before, Duan Nie was more alert to his surroundings so that he could detect anyone intervening as soon as possible.

But when his attention was slightly attracted by the person who made the move, and he was distracted by fear, when he looked around again, his heart sank. Where were the other two of Jingguo's three innates?

In the distance, Chen Xuan unsheathed his sleeves and pointed his sword-like fingers without leaving any trace. Since someone had already made a move, there was no need for him to continue. He almost thought, "I'll help you..."

(End of this chapter)