Chapter 928: Chapter 175: The Days Ahead Are Unlivable
Amidst the endless snowstorm, two figures, one purple and one red, plumted abruptly from the sky.
Wang Yunxiao grabbed Li Mumu’s collar with a reverse hand, his fist enveloped in Purple Flas aiming at her face with full force.
The Power of Annihilation clashed instantly with demonic power, causing a violent explosion that separated the two.
Plunging headfirst into the snow, Wang Yunxiao awkwardly rolled twice to steady his posture and raised a hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
She’s one tough lady.
Initially, he was hesitant to strike, pitying her beauty, but Li Mumu quickly taught him not to judge a book by its cover.
Her revealed martial arts trumped his by far.
The enigmatic Ghost Claw almost gutted Wang Yunxiao.
Back when Li Mumu perford that Claw Technique in front of him, Wang Yunxiao paid it no mind, thinking it was as cute as a cat scratching.
Even later, when she ripped off half of Liu Er’s face with one claw, Wang Yunxiao wasn’t too astonished.
After all, he was a human trafficker. Who cares if traffickers live or die?
Yet now experiencing the Claw Technique himself, he realized it was nothing like the useless Won’s Self-Defense Technique he imagined.
Her arms were soft and boneless, ready to coil around like a snake at any mont, and her nails were incredibly sharp, capable of piercing anything. This combination of soft and hard made it nearly impossible to defend.
Plus, she seed to possess endless demonic power; Wang Yunxiao dared not imagine how many lives she’d claim tonight if he hadn’t stopped her.
He had no idea he faced three such troubles.
Just after taking a few breaths to steady his mind, a chilling killing intent pierced forward.
In the snowstorm, a flash of bright red suddenly appeared as two Ghost Claws broke through the spatial scale, abruptly manifesting before him.
Wang Yunxiao dodged backward, flicked his wrist, and the dim Purple Flas soared into the sky, transforming into a pillar of light to envelop the attacking Li Mumu.
This kind of aningless, purely exhausting lee had lasted over twenty minutes. They fought from the Real World to Dreamland, then from Dreamland to the Outer Dinsion, and Wang Yunxiao still didn’t know where he landed.
Demonic power and the Power of Annihilation clashed madly, consuming each other, and the battle’s aftermath tore through layer upon layer of dinsional barriers.
The good news was Wang Yunxiao found this thod indeed feasible.
The bad news was, the power they amassed seed bottomless.
A lock of white hair quietly attacked from behind, gripping Wang Yunxiao’s neck, as Li Mumu’s unhard figure reappeared behind him, her fingers converging toward his temples to strike.
Wang Yunxiao flipped forward, throwing her off his back, grabbing her body to smash it fiercely against the nearby rock.
With a loud boom, the rock behind Li Mumu shattered, yet she seed unaffected, her fingers gripping Wang Yunxiao’s arm tightly, nails embedded deeply in his flesh, delivering a blow to his chest.
Wang Yunxiao grunted, grabbing her ankle, swinging her around before smashing her again onto the previously shattered rock.
Once, twice, three tis…
A full eighteen tis, creating a giant pit three feet deep and five ters wide beneath their frozen feet, and only then did Wang Yunxiao feel the demonic power within the red-clad girl slightly diminish.
However, the next mont, the demonic power erupted abruptly!
The all-encompassing dark force tore through the dinsional barrier once more, the solid ground beneath transford into the sky.
Both fell from a hundred-ter height, crashing below into a residential building, reducing it to ruins.
Li Mumu collapsed in a mud pit, tilting her head to spit out dark blood.
No, can’t catch my breath.
Xia Yubing’s words were spot on.
You’re too weak.
She, Shen Qingxi, and Wendy jointly absorbed less than two-fifths of the Blood Sea, nearly bursting themselves.
Endless malicious thoughts almost destroyed the last bit of sanity in her mind.
As she regained so clarity, she found herself tangled in fierce battle with Wang Yunxiao.
Being tossed around like Loki by the Hulk.
Brain pan almost tossed out.
Admittedly, this rapid consumption of demon power through battle was part of their plan. Besides, Wang Yunxiao’s resilience made him a very useful punching bag…
But you hit way too hard!
Also, that weird power on Wang Yunxiao bothered Li Mumu more than the demonic power.
And angered her.
Feeling like she owed soone eight million in a past life.
No, not an illusion. Li Mumu vaguely heard soone whispering softly in her ear.
“Your man sure is useful.”
Damn, so furious!
Doesn’t matter if you’re a fox spirit or whatever, get off him now!
Li Mumu painfully propped herself up, feeling agonizing pain all over her body.
Both arm bones were shattered, healed only by rapid demonic power.
Seeing Wang Yunxiao approaching, she instinctively clenched her fists, only to find her ten fingernails broken.
This bastard is totally unscathed?
What the hell cultivation technique is that?
Just as she planned to mock, a rumbling approached from afar.
“Wait a second…”
Before she could speak, the air before her suddenly twisted, and an enormous steam locomotive shrouded in rolling black smoke tore through the dinsional barrier, charging towards them.
Wang Yunxiao barely had ti to spread his arms before the sudden locomotive struck him head-on.
“Boom boom boom boom——!”
The manic locomotive carried Wang Yunxiao down the street at lightning speed, over seventy miles per hour, blasting through three blocks before crashing through the dinsional barrier and vanishing into the Real World.
Wang Yunxiao sensed darkness, yet to recover from being dazedly flung by the locomotive, only to find himself in the Imperial City of the Thousand-Year Dynasty World.
Before him lood the thick walls of the Imperial City.
The locomotive showed no signs of slowing, propelling Wang Yunxiao towards the city wall.
“If you want to die, don’t take with you!”
Since the opponent was no longer Li Mumu, Wang Yunxiao had no reservations. He directly activated his Iron Sparrowhawk “Hundred Weapons Martial Arts” ability, sorsaulting to escape the locomotive’s path, wielding blade in one hand and sword in the other, slashing down at the locomotive.
The locomotive plowed into the wall, its rear half shattered by the knife and Sword Qi enveloped in Purple Flas.
“Train Hero —transform!”
The thick smoke echoed with Shen Qingxi’s sharp electronic voice, as the scattered train parts, under demonic power’s support, reassembled into a steel giant. Twisted and fractured tal parts sparked, rising from the wall ruins.
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