coobybook Chapter 1559 Reunion
Chapter 1559 Reunion
Seeing the red-haired woman's attack coming, Lu Chen didn't dodge, but casually unleashed the second move of the Primordial Nine Blades, "Only Kill."
Only the blade can cut through a hundred times; only the mind can move without intention. When the mind goes to the blade, the intention will follow; when the intention follows the blade, the blade will follow.
In an instant, a massive purple blade, hundreds of meters long, materialized in the air, carrying terrifying killing intent, and slashed towards the red-haired woman like a whirlwind.
The whip's shadow clashed with the blade's edge, instantly exploding into a sky full of bloody light!
Lu Chen sneered and forced the red-haired woman back dozens of feet, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.
The red-haired woman's expression changed; she never expected that Lu Chen had actually recovered from his injuries.
In her opinion, Lu Chen's forced activation of the Taixu Bell must have caused him to suffer a backlash and be injured; at the very least, his divine essence should have been completely depleted.
Unexpectedly, the opponent had not only recovered completely, but was also able to easily injure him.
"Attack together! Don't give him a chance to breathe!" The black-robed cultivator shouted immediately upon seeing this.
No sooner had he finished speaking than five figures pounced at almost the same time!
Blood whip, black mist, golden seal, giant hammer, and silent poison needles.
Five different attacks simultaneously bombarded Lu Chen from five directions, emanating a terrifying aura.
This is a sure-fire trap!
Lu Chen took a deep breath and summoned the Taixu Bell without hesitation.
However, at that moment, a silvery-white beam of light suddenly descended from the sky!
The beam of light landed in front of Lu Chen, transforming into the phantom of a towering tree.
Boom boom boom boom...
All five attacks struck the giant tree phantom!
The giant tree trembled violently, its branches and leaves withered, and its trunk was covered with cracks, but all of this was blocked.
Immediately afterwards, Fang Xinyi's figure rushed out of the night and landed beside Lu Chen.
Her face was as pale as paper, the crescent moon mark on her forehead was dull and lifeless, and her divine energy was almost completely depleted.
Even so, she remained standing there without taking a single step back.
“You…” Lu Chen was stunned.
"Shut up." Fang Xinyi didn't turn around, her voice hoarse but firm. "You told me to go west and hide to recuperate in three hours. Now the three hours are up, and I'm coming to find you."
What happened to all the people who were pursuing you?
"We shook them off." Fang Xinyi paused, "but it came at a price."
Lu Chen saw that her clothes on the back were soaked with blood.
That was a temporary boost achieved by forcibly burning one's life essence.
"You're crazy."
"Each each other."
The five people exchanged glances.
The red-haired woman grinned maliciously: "Another one coming to die! Perfect, we can take care of them all at once!"
At that moment, the five men pounced again!
Fang Xinyi took a deep breath, and the Green Wood Longevity Technique allowed her to shine once more. Though faint, it was her last strength.
Lu Chen gripped the greatsword, Godslayer, and appeared in front of her in a flash. There were no extra words, only side by side.
The battle has broken out again!
This battle was extremely brutal.
Despite her severe injuries, Fang Xinyi withstood the combined attack of two Dao Integration Realm experts. Her Heaven and Earth Dharma Form was shattered time and time again, only to reform each time, weaker than before, yet she never fell.
Lu Chen fought three opponents alone, unleashing the Primordial Nine Blades from the first to the ninth move, each strike imbued with a death wish. His wounds multiplied, blood nearly staining his clothes, but his blade never ceased its relentless flow.
There was no way around it; his cultivation level was what it was, and his opponents weren't made of clay. Taking on three opponents at once was already quite remarkable.
Even when the burly man's giant hammer struck his shoulder, shattering his shoulder bone.
Even though the old man's golden seal struck his chest, breaking three of his ribs.
Even though the black mist from the black-robed man was eroding his meridians, like countless venomous snakes crawling through his blood vessels, Lu Chen was still fighting.
I don't know how much time passed.
It could be the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, or it could be an hour.
When the final strike was delivered, the man in black robes screamed as Lu Chen cleaved him in two from shoulder to waist!
The body fell to the ground, and blood gushed out.
The red-haired woman watched this scene, and fear finally surfaced in her eyes.
"You're crazy...you two are crazy..." she screamed, then turned and ran away!
The remaining two old men exchanged a glance and also fled frantically!
Lu Chen stood in mid-air, watching the three figures fleeing in disarray until they disappeared into the night.
Then, he swayed, the Greatsword Godslayer slipped from his hand, and he fell backward.
Fang Xinyi used her last bit of strength to catch him and land him on the ground.
The two slumped together, back to back, panting heavily. The battle had taken a heavy toll on their bodies.
All around was a battlefield in complete disarray.
Most of the boulders in the rocky hill were shattered, and the ground was full of pits, knife marks, whip marks, smash marks, and burn marks.
Lu Chen looked up at the sparse stars in the night sky.
“Still alive,” he said softly.
Fang Xinyi chuckled softly, too weak to reply.
The two sat back to back, quietly.
The wind whistled through the ruins, carrying the faint scent of pursuers in the distance, but they no longer had the strength to escape.
Just then, a faint whooshing sound came from afar.
Lu Chen's heart tightened, and he gripped the broadsword with difficulty.
Are there still pursuers? If so, he will have no choice but to take Fang Xinyi and hide in the Golden Pearl World.
At that moment, the sound of something cutting through the air grew closer and closer.
Soon, a figure rushed out of the night and landed in front of them.
The person who arrived was none other than Gu Tingyuan.
He was covered in blood, with at least a dozen wounds on his body, the deepest of which almost exposed the bone. But his eyes shone with an astonishing light.
“I’ve shaken off the people from the north,” he said hoarsely. “I used the Ancestor’s Token to teleport a hundred miles away, and then took a detour.”
He glanced at Lu Chen and Fang Xinyi's miserable state and remained silent for a moment.
"Can you still walk?"
Lu Chen and Fang Xinyi exchanged a glance and shook their heads simultaneously.
Can't walk anymore.
Gu Tingyuan nodded without saying anything more.
He sat cross-legged with his back to the two men, facing the direction from which the pursuers might come.
“Then let’s take a break,” he said. “I’ll keep watch.”
Looking at his hunched back, Lu Chen suddenly asked, "Why?"
Gu Tingyuan remained silent for a long time.
Lu Chen thought he wouldn't answer.
Then, he heard that aged voice drifting gently on the night breeze:
"Because the first thing about atonement is not to give up halfway."
Lu Chen closed his eyes and didn't ask any more questions.
The night is long.
But the sun will always rise again.
For the first time, Lu Chen felt that not killing him was the right thing to do.
Several hours later, the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn.
Gu Tingyuan's hunched back remained motionless, like a stone statue weathered for a thousand years. The morning light shone on him, revealing the deep, bone-revealing wounds.
Some had already begun to scab over, while others were still slowly bleeding. He didn't treat them, but silently stood guard, facing the direction from which the pursuers might appear.
Lu Chen leaned against the boulder, closed his eyes, and meditated. After several hours of recovery, his injuries had basically healed.
He opened his eyes and looked at Fang Xinyi beside him.
She was still unconscious, the crescent-shaped mark on her forehead almost faded to the point of being invisible, her breath as weak as a candle flickering in the wind. In last night's battle, she had burned away too much of her life force, and was more seriously injured than herself.
At their level, injuries are generally imbued with the power of laws, and unless they possess extraordinary rare treasures or miraculous pills, it is difficult to recover quickly.
Of course, Lu Chen is an exception, because not only is he a physical cultivator with a powerful physique, but he also has the Chaos Tree providing him with vitality. If he didn't want to expose himself, he could recover completely in a hundred breaths...