The ground began to shake violently, as if something huge was about to break out of it.
Jian Xiuyun instinctively sensed a hint of danger and clenched his sword with a solemn expression.
The two people fighting were also forced to stop.
The tremors became more and more intense, and finally, as if the ground could no longer bear it, a huge gap opened in the middle. The next moment, a black shadow shot out from inside.
Jian Xiuyun took a closer look and couldn’t discern what the black shadow was.
It stood upright and very tall, about two meters, with dark hair growing all over its body. It looked the same as a beast, but it also had human limbs. A half-human, half-animal face; although it still had human features, its eyes were extraordinarily large, taking up one-half of the entire face, and its pupils were dark and deep, making it look particularly terrifying.
This thing, neither human nor beast, seemed to be in great pain. It opened its mouth and wanted to scream, but no sound came out. It turned out that it had no tongue, and when it opened its mouth, only a dark hole could be seen.
Jian Xiuyun had seen quite a few monsters, and he could basically tell their type at a glance. But this was the first time he had encountered such a strange one.
The demonic aura radiating from its body was extremely strong, but it was mixed with a hint of human aura.
The thing roared silently for a while, then gradually became irritable.
It raised its hand and smashed a tree in its rage, then rushed towards Kan Wenxiao.
Upon seeing this, Jian Xiuyun drew his Qinghan Sword, but did not immediately attack.
Kan Wenxiao must have experienced this situation in his previous life.
He was able to deal with this thing in his last life, so there should be no problem in this life either.
Then he saw You Zhinian jumping onto a branch of a tree and burst into laughter at the scene.
“Big black man, teach his human pretty-face a lesson. Don’t let him think that we demons…”
Before she could finish her words, the thing suddenly turned around for some unknown reason and slapped You Zhinian.
You Zhinian obviously didn’t expect that thing to actually attack her.
She was completely unprepared and was slapped on the chest by a palm.
She fell heavily to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The thing had no intention of letting You Zhinian go, and it raised its right foot, intending to step on her.
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You Zhinian shut her eyes and screamed.
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“Let’s go!” Kan Wenxiao said to You Zhinian through gritted teeth without looking back.
One glance showed how difficult it was for him to resist.
You Zhinian stood up, ran away a few steps, then ran back and said,
“I’m here to help you.”
Kan Wenxiao glared at her, “We are no match for this thing, go to the exit of Ming Hall and find the disciples of Xuyu Peak and ask them to bring in reinforcements.”
“Okay.” You Zhinian also knew that this was the best option now.
However, just as she was about to leave, the thing’s spiritual power suddenly surged rapidly. Kan Wenxiao was stunned. He was hit and flew out, falling heavily to the ground.
Jian Xiuyun on the side, “…”
He had been watching for a while and felt that the original intention of this plot was to let Kan Wenxiao save You Zhinian and let her enter the harem.
The plot did develop like this, so he felt that he didn’t need to appear at all and let the male protagonist show off his charm.
But now, why did he feel that the monster could really kill them?
Isn’t Kan Wenxiao the male protagonist? Why is he being so embarrassing?
When Jian Xiuyun was hesitating whether to take action, Kan Wenxiao and You Zhinian were already forced into a corner.
There was a huge boulder behind them, and there was no way left for them to retreat.
Jian Xiuyun sighed, it seemed that it was impossible not to take action.
At this time, the thing’s state was even worse, and it launched an attack frantically. Kan Wenxiao was covered in blood, and was obviously
at the end of his rope.
His spiritual power was almost exhausted, and his whole body ached so much that it became difficult to even lift his sword. The signal flare he was about to set off was also knocked down by the thing.
Kan Wenxiao gasped hard, could this be the end of his life?
The thing’s palm, as thick as a city wall, fell again. Kan Wenxiao bit his lips tightly and began to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body. There was a thick rusty smell in his throat.
However, at this time, a white figure suddenly flashed in front of him.
Shizun?!
Kan Wenxiao’s eyes widened as he looked at the figure in front of him in disbelief. How could he be here?
Although he was full of surprise, his appearance made Kan Wenxiao feel at ease for some reason, and his tense nerves also relaxed a little.
“Shizun.” Kan Wenxiao called out to him.
Jian Xiuyun ordered neatly, “You two, leave this place quickly. Go out of the abyss, and inform someone about the situation here.”
After saying that, he unsheathed his sword and began to fight with the thing.
Kan Wenxiao heard that Jian Xiuyun was in the late Nascent Soul stage and should have no problem dealing with this creature, so he agreed with no hesitation.
“Disciple understands.”
He took You Zhinian and ran to the Netherworld barrier, leaving Jian Xiuyun alone to fight the creature.
If it were in the past, this thing would really be no match for him, but when he had entered the distraction stage, he qi deviated and injured the spiritual roots in his body. The old injury had not healed yet and he couldn’t use his strength to the fullest. It was hard to say whether he would win or lose. He could only pray that Kan Wenxiao would call someone soon.
Although the thing had abundant spiritual power, it was too large and slow in his movements, giving Jian Xiuyun an opportunity.
He directed his spiritual power to Qinghan Sword, and feinted a stab towards its chest. He waited for the thing to reach out and block it, then quickly dodged it, jumped behind it, and stabbed it in the back.
The thing’s skin was so thick that Qinghan Sword didn’t penetrate even half of it, so it didn’t cause much damage.
But the pain still made it a little mad.
It roared silently a few times, turned around in a rage, raised its palm high and slapped Jian Xiuyun down. The thing seemed to have intelligence. After suffering a loss just now, it paid attention to Jian Xiuyun’s movements again. For a few minutes, the battle reached a stalemate.
After a stick of incense, Jian Xiuyun felt that the spiritual power in his body was gradually depleting. His spiritual power was already damaged beforehand. Now that he had used up so much, he could no longer hold on.
The thing was also not in a good state, with blood pouring out from several sword wounds all over its body.
Quick victory.
Jian Xiuyun thought of this, and while the thing was breathing, he swung his sword and used the eighth form of 《Qing Ming》, creating a thousand illusions.
Qinghan Sword instantly formed countless sword shadows behind it. The sword pointed at the thing. With Jian Xiuyun’s thoughts, thousands of sword shadows flew straight towards the thing.
The creature’s knees softened in pain, and it reached out to support itself on an ancient locust tree next to it. His originally dark eyes were painted blood-red because of anger.
It gasped for air, looking at Jian Xiuyun with anger. It struggled to stand up, used all four limbs together, and rushed towards Jian Xiuyun, with a strong tendency to fight to death.
Jian Xiuyun retreated step by step due to its desperate attack, and was slapped on his chest, right over his heart. Blood kept bubbling up his throat, but he gritted his teeth and swallowed it.
His eyes were also bloodshot, because he knew that if he didn’t get rid of this thing quickly, then he would be the one to die.
Jian Xiuyun clenched his fingers, which were trembling due to exhaustion, and circulated the frantic spiritual power in his body.
The chill from Qinghan Sword became stronger and stronger, and a layer of frost accumulated on the surrounding plants.
Jian Xiuyun’s eyes were as cold and chilling as his sword.
“Die.” Jian Xiuyun said, and raised his sword, stabbing the creature.
There were no fancy sword tricks, just a simple move, but this movement contained all the spiritual power in Jian Xiuyun’s body.
This was the last move of 《Qing Ming》. Everything was silent. It could hurt the enemy one thousand times and damage oneself eight hundred. It could not be used casually, only when one is stuck between life and death, and has no time to hesitate.
When Qinghan Sword sank into the thing’s body, Jian Xiuyun felt that the surroundings seemed to quiet down for a moment. He seemed to hear a laugh that sounded like it was both pained and relieved, and then saw the thing’s movements becoming slower and slower, and finally fall down heavily.
Bursts of black energy overflowed from the thing’s body, and Jian Xiuyun frowned and stepped back.
As the black energy dissipated, the creature’s body shrank little by little, and something seemed to be forming, but the surrounding black energy was too thick and he could not see clearly.
From the very beginning, Jian Xiuyun felt that this creature was very strange. Now that clues may be revealed, there was no reason for him to let it go.
Jian Xiuyun took out his handkerchief, covered his mouth and nose, and walked forward.
However, just when he was about to walk to the creature, a red light suddenly flashed inside it.
Jian Xiuyun frowned, and the moment he was about to turn around, an explosion sounded from behind him.
“Shizun!”
An exclamation came faintly from a distance, very familiar.
But he couldn’t tell who it was.
He only felt a sharp pain all over his body, and then fell into endless darkness.
Somehow I can’t help but imagine the creature’s look as Sloth.
Thank you for the chapter!
What surprise me, is even though he knows that his disciple killed him before, he didn’t think of killing his disciple to get rid of future troubles but instead let him live and act reluctantlt kind to him.
Maybe he didn’t dislike him to the point of wanting his life.
In fact… the male protagonists don’t die at all, no matter what happens, a force emerges from the void and makes them strong… well, Irene is an exception… oh anyway, even if he doesn’t intervene, Kan Wenxiao will live anyway…
Thank you for the chapter!