Chapter 1138: Chapter 871: The Path of Protecting the Blade (Part 3)
The young girl who missed the opportunity staggered back, with new marks added to her arm.
What a pity… If she were unhard, Ling Ruoyu would have had an 80% chance of winning this fight, but alas…
Over there, Zhao Changhe was affectionately holding Piaomiao, having managed to coax her into loosening her clothes, when a sudden sense of alarm arose in his heart.
He couldn’t possibly be so idle as to monitor the world constantly; the current information was conveyed through the mutual understanding between Dragon Sparrow and its master: the little apprentice is in danger.
Piaomiao, feeling drowsy, also sensed it and pressed down Zhao Changhe’s piggish hand, whispering, “Hongling’s apprentice is in trouble. She holds great significance for the future qi veins of the mountains and rivers, I need to help a little.”
Zhao Changhe shook his head, “Let go instead. Soone is trying to manipulate the threads of fate, causing trouble for … If they don’t break us apart, this won’t end anyti soon.”
Piaomiao’s face showed a hint of anger: “Ye Wuming?”
“… Hmm, the only one capable of this is Ye Wuming.” Zhao Changhe flipped a middle finger to the sky, “Not letting have intimate ti with my wife, why don’t you co down here yourself?”
The heavens were silent, with no response.
Zhao Changhe had already disappeared from the spot.
Piaomiao angrily summoned the heavens, “Jiuyou, where are you, I have sothing to discuss with you!”
Ye Jiuyou, not knowing what he was up to, paused before responding directly to the divine soul, “Who has the ability to make your temper flare like this?”
“In two lifetis, I’ve only had one nesis, still the sa now!”
“What a coincidence, the sa goes for . Co over to , I’ll show you sothing interesting.”
Ling Ruoyu retreated once more, already forced to the edge of the boat by Long Haoyang’s sword. She was silently calculating her opponent’s sword path, thinking about finding an opportunity to use the door panel behind her to block a sword and see if it could offer a chance for a counterattack.
Suddenly, a voice resonated in her mind, “Based on your footwork direction, are you planning to use the Dragon Sparrow on your back to block the sword and at the sa ti reverse the sword with your hand to attack his side?”
Ling Ruoyu: “?”
The voice sounded quite familiar, was it the previous Ancient Demon God senior?
“The plan is good, but it might not be a fatal strike, and you’ll fall into the water from the impact. Once you fall into the water, take a look at the ship behind.”
At this mont, Ling Ruoyu realized that there was already a boat catching up from behind, and if she fell into the water, a rain of arrows would send her to et the previous emperor.
“Listen to .” The voice of the Demon God senior spoke again, “You pretend to turn around but actually slide to the side, Cloud Crossing Qinling.”
Cloud Crossing Qinling, one of the sword moves of Luoxia Manor, used by Yue Hongling when she road the Worldly Society before gaining the Sword Emperor’s inheritance in swordsmanship.
Ling Ruoyu didn’t have ti to wonder how this senior knew the already-destroyed Luoxia Manor’s swordplay; her movents were faster than her thoughts, completing the fake turn while actually sliding to the side, her longsword held horizontally.
Long Haoyang had anticipated that this woman would turn around, using Dragon Sparrow to block the move, intending to strike his own abdon with a reversed sword. Seeing Ling Ruoyu’s fake turn, Long Haoyang smiled slightly, imdiately withdrawing his sword to protect his side, switching to a left palm strike, intending to sweep her, sword and all, into the water.
However, Ling Ruoyu didn’t turn around at all; instead, she sidestepped, her Cloud Crossing Qinling maneuver perfectly intersecting with the path of his left palm, as if he was offering his hand to be chopped.
Long Haoyang had no ti to change his move, his left palm already below the sword blade, his artery severed with blood gushing out furiously.
It was only then that a piercing scream erupted, but Ling Ruoyu no longer needed guidance; she rotated her longsword and sliced it across Long Haoyang’s throat.
The sky almost eagerly flashed with golden light, “At midnight, Ling Ruoyu defended her blade heading south. With an injured and weary body, without borrowing the Dragon Sparrow Power, she faced sword with sword, slaying Long Haoyang on the canal.”
“Human List sixty-seven, Ling Ruoyu.”
Ling Ruoyu: “…”
What kind of nonsense is written in this damned book, is it trying to kill people?
Gazing at the accelerating ship behind, Ling Ruoyu’s eyes fell hollowly on the cabin.
Sitting at the cabin door was that Ancient Demon God senior, chuckling, “Feeling angry, aren’t you? Good, many have been tricked by the Chaotic World Book; you’re neither the first nor the last.”
Ling Ruoyu didn’t answer that, and asked, “Thank you, senior, for your assistance. How did you know about Cloud Crossing Qinling from my sect?”
Zhao Changhe said, “I did so research on the famous people of this era and found your master both beautiful and gallant, so I admired her… just learned a little about her skills…”
Ling Ruoyu maintained a blank expression, “Did the senior help because of this?”
“Exactly, it’s precisely because of this.”
“…”
Zhao Changhe looked at her expression with great interest and smiled, “Now the road ahead is full of thorns, you might have to fight your way to Gusu. Are you afraid, young lady? Want to abandon the ship and hide in the mountains, waiting for your master to rescue you, so I can et her…”
Ling Ruoyu shook her head, “The senior’s guidance just now made realize sothing.”
Zhao Changhe smiled and asked, “What? Do you want , the Ancient Demon God, to help you?”
“Not at all…” Ling Ruoyu said earnestly, “Most people are blocking in the North. Now, with the fast sail downstream, only those with superb Qinggong like Long Haoyang could rush alone, unable to gather their forces. As they co one by one, this journey of defending the blade southwards also becos my Ling Ruoyu’s path to challenge the fad heroes of the underworld with my sword.”
Zhao Changhe blinked, “What if you can’t win?”
“There’s no fear of it being known, and in tis of danger, the Holy Blade can strike. This journey didn’t seem as difficult as expected… This trial granted by heaven was also the intent behind Han Wubing senior gifting the blade. Chaotic World Book rely serves as motivation, not a trap.”
Ye Wuming: “…”
I wasn’t as well-intentioned as you think.
Ling Ruoyu suddenly gathered her qi and shouted to the pursuing ship, “The Holy Blade is here; whoever wants it, co and take it!”
Her voice echoed across the canal, stirring the Jianghuai winds.
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