1542: Chapter 1543: Distant Beauty 1542: Chapter 1543: Distant Beauty A Martial Artist in anger, blood spills a hundred paces away.
In the battle with Xiao Yuanfeng, Su Chengyu truly experienced the imnse oppressive feeling that a top-tier Martial Artist brought forth.
Under the vast sky, an invincible stature stood before Su Chengyu.
Facing his relentless assault, it remained unmoved, like a Taishan standing tall before him, refusing to retreat within the range of the Formation.
On the surface, it appeared that the Eighth Grade Martial Emperor was being restrained by Su Chengyu, putting Su Chengyu at a great advantage in the situation.
But both sides were well aware that if this stalemate dragged on, just as Xiao Yuanfeng said, the mont the Formation broke would be when Su Chengyu t his death.
“Gather energy at the conception vessel, focus and strike at the right rib.”
A cold voice suddenly rang in Su Chengyu’s ear, causing his expression to falter.
The unfamiliar voice was not a reminder from Qiu Tianlin, who was hidden within the court.
It was a voice that Su Chengyu had never heard before.
The thod of voice transmission surprised Su Chengyu even more; within the Taiqing Myriad Great Formation, only those granted permission by Su Chengyu could transmit ssages to him like this.
The number of people Su Chengyu had granted permission to do so could be counted on one’s fingers.
“Brother Su, it’s .
You can trust his words,” said Zhuang Yihan, whose voice erged, allowing Su Chengyu to realize how the other party had acquired the qualification to communicate with him.
However, Su Chengyu was equally surprised to find Zhuang Yihan appearing here.
“Brother Zhuang, how co…”
“I’ve said before that I can’t persuade the Zhuang family to help you with anything.
But to encounter such a matter and not even be willing to inform alone, aren’t you considering too little of a brother?
In the Capital City, you have only Yang Junmo as a friend, right?”
Zhao Shijue was a business partner, but indeed, Zhuang Yihan was a friend whom Su Chengyu had made a distinct connection with upon entering the Capital.
It’s not that Su Chengyu never thought of asking Zhuang Yihan for help, but considering Zhuang Yihan’s identity and the danger of the ambush, Su Chengyu eventually abandoned the idea.
Yet, unexpectedly, after sensing the commotion in Mount Qilong, Zhuang Yihan ran here on his own volition.
“Then, thank you very much!”
After performing the thousand-mile voice transmission, Su Chengyu’s gaze fell upon Xiao Yuanfeng.
Although he didn’t trust the stranger’s voice much, since Zhuang Yihan had spoken as such, Su Chengyu decided to give it a try.
“True Dragon Technique!”
The Golden Celestial Dragon, powered by the Dragon Vein Power, lunged directly at Xiao Yuanfeng, who had already learned to deal with Su Chengyu’s tactic nurous tis.
Xiao Yuanfeng sneered and threw a punch.
A giant serpent coiled into a mass, blocking the approach of the True Dragon.
Imdiately afterwards, Su Chengyu’s figure appeared in mid-air, and a Flying Sword descended from the sky, aiming directly at where Xiao Yuanfeng’s right rib was.
In terms of sheer power, this strike from Su Chengyu was definitely not the strongest one he had unleashed since their engagent started.
After all, regarding the anonymously provided intelligence, Su Chengyu was still skeptical, and this attack was rely to test its validity.
Yet, it was such a sword strike that made Xiao Yuanfeng visibly treat it as a formidable threat, deliberately stepping back several paces and bracing his whole body with full force against Su Chengyu’s strike, which wasn’t deed fatal.
Boom!
The force of the sword sent Xiao Yuanfeng retreating tens of ters back, almost pushing him directly out of the Great Formation.
For the first ti, Xiao Yuanfeng’s face looked so unsightly as he looked at Su Chengyu in disbelief, asking, “How did you know I have an old injury on my right rib?”
“You guess.”
Su Chengyu sneered, already certain that this bizarre piece of information was not a re distraction.
Without any hesitation, he unleashed a flurry of attacks with his sword-halberd towards Xiao Yuanfeng’s right rib.
Already evenly matched with Su Chengyu, Xiao Yuanfeng’s complexion turned particularly unsightly.
With no other choice, he could only keep retreating, his mind filled with doubts about who could have possibly revealed that piece of information to Su Chengyu.
After all, the fact that Xiao Yuanfeng was nursing an old injury was a secret known by very few even within the Xiao Tribe.
Aside from the possibility of Su Chengyu having an unknown ally, the only person Xiao Yuanfeng could think of who might collude with Su Chengyu was one individual.
“Luo Changping?
Show yourself!”
Luo?
Upon hearing this na, Su Chengyu was also quite surprised, but his movents did not slow down in the slightest.
As one attack missed its mark, the Dragon Slayer Sword swept out horizontally, accompanied by the Green Lotus Godfire, leaving a trace on Xiao Yuanfeng’s right rib.
Xiao Yuanfeng stepped back several paces, his eyes betraying thoughts of retreat as he gazed at his wounded right rib.
At this mont, a man appeared right in Xiao Yuanfeng’s only path of retreat, saying softly, “Brother Xiao, didn’t you call for to co out?
Why are you thinking of leaving instead?”
The person who appeared was none other than the Luo Clan Martial Emperor, one of the eleven who attacked the Qilong Court.
Xiao Yuanfeng, enraged by Luo Changping’s brazen appearance, shouted, “It really is you, you traitor!
Does the Luo Clan know you’ve chosen to side with this kid?”
“They don’t.”
Luo Changping replied calmly, looking at Xiao Yuanfeng as one would look at a dead man: “So now that you’ve guessed I’m the inforr, you must die here today.”
As the words were spoken, Luo Changping threw a punch straight at Xiao Yuanfeng’s face.
On his own, Luo Changping, a sixth-grade Martial Emperor, would naturally stand no chance against Xiao Yuanfeng, but knowing the latter’s Achilles’ heel and having Su Chengyu covering him, Luo Changping had no fear.
Watching the two Martial Emperors of the Ancient Clans fighting among themselves, Zhuang Yihan also appeared beside Su Chengyu, asking, “Su Chengyu, are you alright?”
Su Chengyu shook his head, then glanced at the two Martial Emperors locked in combat and asked, “What’s the situation with those two?”
Zhuang Yihan shook his head, “I don’t know either.
I just happened to be patrolling within a hundred miles nearby and rushed over when I sensed the commotion here.
Then on the southwest side, I ran into this Martial Emperor from the Luo Clan.
I was originally planning to use your formation to help delay for you as much as possible, but this person seed to have no intention of breaking the formation and showed no hostility towards .”
Zhuang Yihan’s strength is currently at the Golden Core Late Stage, still a step away from Nascent Soul, and even with the Taiqing Myriad Great Formation, he should have no power to counter Luo Changping.
“Did you ask him why he wants to help ?”
Zhuang Yihan nodded, then looked towards Luo Changping in the distance and said, “He was reluctant to say much, only indicating that if I want you to live, I must cooperate with his actions.
After much contemplation, I decided to take a gamble.”
There was definitely a risk, as no one could guarantee whether Luo Changping at that ti was planning to use Zhuang Yihan to sche against Su Chengyu.
However, the outco suggests that Luo Changping indeed intended to help Su Chengyu.
He even wanted to directly eliminate Xiao Yuanfeng to keep this secret from being exposed.
This unusual behavior made it hard for Su Chengyu not to think of Xu Nanzhi, far away in the Luo Clan.
Nan Zhi, is it you who are helping in the shadows?
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