"Huff, huff!"
Gasping heavily, Lin Yong’s face was full of pain and exhaustion. Holding his sword in one hand, he was covered in blood, unable to tell if it was his own or that of the Deserters.
Having lost an arm to Wang Junze’s sword, Lin Yong was already gravely injured, devoid of color in his face. He fled all the way to Broken Dragon Cliff and was now abandoned by Lin Kaiwei. Faced with the Deserters’ assault, he quickly showed signs of defeat and seed unable to hold on any longer.
Yet, the Deserters didn’t care if he was wounded, nor did they speak of fairness. They attacked even more fiercely as Lin Yong struggled to maintain his stance.
After killing three or four Deserters, Lin Yong was forced to the edge of the mountain path, potentially about to fall off the cliff at any mont.
"Kill!"
The sound of the Deserters shouting to kill echoed in his ears again. Watching them charge toward him, a hint of despair appeared in Lin Yong’s eyes.
However, just as Lin Yong closed his eyes to await death, a brilliant Sword Aura suddenly exploded from behind the Deserters. The Sword Qi pierced through the bodies of those who stood before him in the blink of an eye, killing them cleanly!
Rain Sword Intent!
Lin Yong certainly recognized this Swordsmanship move, but he never expected that Wang Junze would actually save him.
"Why save ?"
Kneeling halfway to the ground, Lin Yong looked up in disbelief at the young man in front of him and asked.
"I’m not saving you, but helping my sister," Wang Junze replied calmly, "Your Fourth Uncle has abandoned you. In Broken Dragon Cliff, everyone must rely only on themselves to survive. You’re not weak; you can help others fight their way out."
After a pause, Wang Junze continued, "As for the grievances between you and , they can wait until after we leave Broken Dragon Cliff."
"..."
After a mont of silence, Lin Yong responded in a low voice, "Alright, I owe you a life! As long as Xin’er hasn’t left Broken Dragon Cliff, I won’t leave first."
"Deal!"
Nodding, Wang Junze answered straightforwardly.
Saving Lin Yong wasn’t an act of returning kindness for enmity, but a judgnt made after observing the current situation in Broken Dragon Cliff!
Each additional person ans more strength. To help Xin’er and rescue more Cloud Mirror Sect disciples from Broken Dragon Cliff, collecting every bit of strength possible is necessary. Saving his life, even if it ans killing one or two more Deserters, is worthwhile.
Lin Yong didn’t waste ti either. After taking a quick breath, he stood up with his sword and wordlessly headed toward where the Cloud Mirror Sect disciples were.
Rumble!
On the other side, Han Ying’s battle with the Li Dragon was also becoming increasingly fierce.
Faced with the Li Dragon’s frenzied attacks, Han Ying was forced again to burn her Divine Soul. In the intense confrontation, the Li Dragon was struck by a sword, it crashed heavily onto the mountain path, causing a massive rumble, scattering rocks everywhere, and instantly knocking dozens of Deserters and two Cloud Mirror Sect disciples off the cliff.
In her previous clash with the Li Dragon, Han Ying had already burned her Divine Soul once. Otherwise, the Li Dragon wouldn’t have dared to recklessly attack. Now, burning her Divine Soul for the second ti, she’s nearly betting her life completely.
This battle, even if won, leaves Han Ying unable to recover, almost completely severing her path of cultivation.
But it’s the only thing she can do. Otherwise, she would be utterly powerless against the Li Dragon. After all, the Life Force of such a Demon Beast is remarkably strong, and this mutually destructive fighting thod ans she could never outlast the Li Dragon.
"Xin’er, go! I can’t hold on any longer!"
Taking advantage of the gap created by repelling the Li Dragon, Han Ying turned her gaze to Wang Xin and the other disciples, urgently shouting.
Burning the Divine Soul again, despite temporary boosts, would soon lead to exhaustion as ti passes. At that ti, her fall might seal her doom. If she couldn’t escape Broken Dragon Cliff before then, the furious Li Dragon would surely kill everyone within the cliff.
"Master!"
Hearing Han Ying’s words, Wang Xin’s eyes turned red, almost bursting into tears.
Of course, she understood Han Ying’s unspoken implication: to abandon other Cloud Mirror Sect disciples if they couldn’t break through, to let her escape on her own as soon as possible.
"Kill her, and retreat imdiately!"
On the Deserters’ side, soone also sharply sensed the shift in the battle and ordered in a deep voice.
In the recent fighting, it was apparent that Wang Xin was the greatest threat among the Human Race. Killing this prodigy of the Human Race would an the encirclent was already a success.
Of course, the enraged Li Dragon didn’t care about the Human Race or the Deserters, so after killing Wang Xin, the Deserters also needed to quickly withdraw from Broken Dragon Cliff.
Upon receiving the order, at least a dozen formidable Desert Powerhouses jointly charged toward Wang Xin in no ti.
"Protect Junior Sister Xin’er!"
At the sa ti, other Cloud Mirror Sect disciples also sensed the killing intent. Chen Mingyang shouted loudly and imdiately stood in front of Wang Xin.
"Junior Sister Xin’er, go quickly! We’ll hold off these Deserters for you. Don’t let Master and us die in vain!"
Striking down the Deserter before him with one blow, Chen Mingyang shouted sternly.
Though the Cloud Mirror Sect disciples didn’t have the greatest talent or strength, they were incredibly united and had close relationships. Hearing Chen Mingyang’s words, none hesitated; they all gathered in to help Wang Xin ward off the Deserter’s attacks.
Yet, compared to the number of Deserters, the Cloud Mirror Sect disciples were ultimately too few. Even with full efforts to protect, they could hardly withstand the berserk assault from the Deserters.
Under these circumstances, the only chance was for Wang Xin to decisively abandon the others, letting these Cloud Mirror Sect disciples cover her retreat to potentially survive.
But how could Wang Xin bear to make such a choice?
For a mont, Wang Xin bit down hard on her lip, "If we leave, we leave together. If we die, we die together. How can I, Wang Xin, abandon everyone and live alone?"
"A death is but all there is!"
As her words fell, the True Qi within Wang Xin erupted once more, transforming into a dazzling line of fire as she wielded her blade again, charging directly toward the Deserters in front of her.
This strike saw Wang Xin almost completely abandon her own defenses, aiming solely to kill as many Deserters as possible. Precisely because of this, the strike appeared even more tragic and resolute!
The Deserters’ frenzied attacks descended with force, and both sides clashed fiercely.
However, just when everyone was bracing for death, a brilliant sword light suddenly descended from the air!
Sword Qi like rain!
At this mont, the abundant True Qi erupted without reserve, turning into an overwhelming Sword Rain, single-handedly blocking all the Deserters’ attacks and tearing through their battle line. Blood and Sword Qi intertwined, creating a scene of unparalleled beauty.
The sword strikes like Yu Luo!
This sword is nad Yu Luo!
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