Chapter 1915: Chapter 1911 Ceasefire
After several resounding noises, the void before the Beiming Kun was not completely shattered, and Shen Luo’s Hongming War Saber had already exhausted its strength and could not break through further.
Nevertheless, this scene greatly surprised Beiming Kun.
But before he could finish being shocked, an even more imposing sword light slashed down at him again, its position exactly the sa as where the saber light had fallen, with powerful might once again penetrating the void.
“Crack, crack, crack”
Another series of continuous shattering noises sounded, followed by the long-awaited explosive noise.
A series of spatial rifts connected with one another, finally tearing apart all the stacked spaces, and the weakened sword light finally broke through the space barrier, landing atop Beiming Kun’s head.
“Boom”
Beiming Kun’s head suffered an impact, suddenly sinking downward, a blossom of blood splattered out, and scales flew off his once smooth forehead, forming a ten-zhang long sword mark.
The sword mark wasn’t deep for Beiming Kun’s gigantic form, but it still caused his charging body to stagnate for a mont, yet imdiately in his eyes was reflected a scene of scarlet-gold flas.
Thirty pure yang flying swords ford three golden sword arrays, attacking with the power of three talents, with raging flas mixed with sharp sword qi closing in on Beiming Kun, the sharply rising temperature made his enormous eyes slightly flicker.
“Boom rumble”
Amidst the thunderous collision sounds, the golden sword array unleashed brilliant light, countless flaming sword lights slashing onto Beiming Kun’s body, and within the blazing flas, each fire sword spirit manifested its true form, transforming into raging fire, weaving around and encircling Beiming Kun.
Clusters of blazing flas specifically targeted Beiming Kun’s wounded areas, with the Vermilion Bird taking the lead directly aiming for its abdominal wound, and once the flas slipped inside, they could reach within the abdon.
“Roar”
Beiming Kun let out a resonant cry from his mouth, his form suddenly shrank within the blaze, causing the flas attached to his body surface to fall into emptiness.
When Vermilion Bird and Golden Crow Sword Spirit resud the chase, an invisible power of space, like a barrier, spread from Beiming Kun, instantly blocking all the sword spirits and flas outside.
Yet the sword spirits were unwilling to give up, clinging onto the barrier, continuing to unleash their scorching heat.
The burning flas could be blocked by the spatial barrier, but the intense heat could still transmit inside, making Beiming Kun feel like fish and shrimp in a stear, unable to breathe due to the rolling heat waves.
When he tried to resist, his injuries held him back, unable to exert full force, plunging into an unprecedentedly difficult situation.
“Daoist friend, please wait, can we negotiate?” Then, a resonant voice sounded.
The voice was like a great bell and mighty drum, echoing across the heavens and earth, the reverberations lasting incessantly.
“Negotiate what?” Shen Luo naturally did not pause, and retorted.
“Stop hunting , and I will tell you where your companions are.” Beiming Kun spoke again.
“Hunting? We were just passing through here, with no intention of hunting you, besides, you were the one who attacked first, weren’t you?” Shen Luo’s words were half-truths.
Upon hearing this, Beiming Kun was silent for a mont, his body flashed with light, and his form shrank again until he turned into a seven-foot-tall middle-aged man.
Despite being called middle-aged, his eyebrows and hair were completely white, he wore a simple green cloth robe, his deanor was rather elegant, resembling a prematurely graying schoolteacher.
“Since you all didn’t co targeting , this is a misunderstanding, please retract your flying swords.” Beiming Kun looked at Shen Luo, speaking calmly.
“Don’t rush, you just said you know my companion’s whereabouts, which companion?” Shen Luo heard this, still did not agree, and asked with a turn of phrase.
“To be precise, it’s to save your companion’s life.” Beiming Kun was sowhat annoyed but continued patiently.
“What do you an?” Shen Luo frowned, his gaze growing cold.
Could it be Ao Hong and the others really encountered so unforeseen circumstances, leading to the communication break, and that’s why they failed to reunite?
“A dragon tribe man, a water-attribute demon beast, and a human race with a very low realm, these are your partners, right? They still have your aura lingering, it should be correct.” Beiming Kun said thus.
Shen Luo’s eyes slightly narrowed, and he imdiately asked, “Quickly tell , where are they?”
“Do you believe now? Let’s talk after retracting the flying swords.” Beiming Kun slightly frowned, reaching into his sleeve to take out a golden dragon scale, with a faint smile in his eyes, he looked at Shen Luo and said.
Shen Luo noticed the aura it emitted was precisely Ao Hong’s, then raised his hand to retract all the pure yang flying swords into his robe.
“We bear you no grudge, we are here to seek the Divine Demon Well, with no intent to provoke you, the current retraction of flying swords is a gesture of sincerity. If my friends are truly in danger, please inform truthfully.” Shen Luo cupped his fists and said.
“If you want to save them, even if you know their whereabouts, with your speed and judgnt, you can’t traverse the fog and arrive in ti. Unless you join forces with .” Seeing this, Beiming Kun’s expression eased, and he spoke.
“Join forces? For what?” Shen Luo frowned and asked.
“Well, you’ll know once we reach the place.” Beiming Kun said mysteriously.
“I can help with so things, provided no hostilities with my friends and doesn’t violate the purpose of my trip.” Shen Luo pondered and replied.
“No hostility towards your friends, that’s no problem. However, I don’t know your purpose, so I can’t guarantee there won’t be a conflict.” Beiming Kun said.
Before Shen Luo could speak, he saw Beiming Kun shake the scales in his hand again, implying he should consider Ao Hong and the others’ current predicant before speaking.
“I agree with you.” Shen Luo couldn’t risk Ao Hong and the others’ lives, paused briefly, then continued:
“However, if I discover you deceive , then we are no longer without grudges.”
“Deal.” Hearing Shen Luo’s threat, Beiming Kun didn’t hesitate, nodded in agreent.
Having said that, Beiming Kun withdrew the spatial barrier around him.
“Can you take us to find them?” Shen Luo asked.
“Yes.”
With those words, Beiming Kun’s body glowed, layers of mist spread open, once again returning to the form of a massive kun, albeit not as massive as before, reduced to a size of several dozen zhangs.
“Co on, I’ll take you there.” He instructed.
Shen Luo and the other two exchanged glances, flying up together, landing on Beiming Kun’s back.
Carrying the three, Beiming Kun swung his tail, spread his double wings, traversed a thousand zhang in an instant, as a stream of mist spewed from his mouth, his form twisted like a swimming fish, diving headfirst into the mist.
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