Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path Chapter 402 - 402 360 All Must Die

402: Chapter 360: All Must Die 402: Chapter 360: All Must Die Before the sound faded, the white shadow rose into the air, and Yunling is now mid-air.

Like a fairy in the misty clouds, her movent technique was as ethereal and light to the extre and as quick to the extre.

She had previously conserved her Gang Qi and physical strength, but now there was no need to hold back.

Sword Intent Xuan Gang suddenly exploded, and she doubted anyone could catch up with her in a short ti.

“Just as I was about to escape to the heavens, I’ve fallen back into hell again.

This feeling is truly intoxicating…”

A soft laugh sounded behind her, and Saintess Yunling even had the illusion that she could feel the hot breath of the person behind her on her neck.

Her heart startled, she glanced from the corner of her eye.

She saw under the faint moonlight, a streak of light, moving over the grass, like a shooting star, nearly twice as fast as her, already flanking her from behind.

“What movent technique is this?

He clearly could keep up before but has been hanging back like a ghoul, what exactly is he planning?”

A chill rose from the bottom of her heart.

Saintess Yunling no longer harbored the slightest bit of hope and bellowed, “Form up!”

anwhile, in mid-air, her delicate body half-turned, and her sword shadow rged into the wind…

It was impossible to see where the sword was, yet it felt as if it was everywhere.

Even though she couldn’t contend with the opponent’s exquisite sword technique and divine martial intent.

She could still hold her ground for a while.

This was Saintess Yunling’s firm belief.

Thirty yards away, Ran Sifei let out a wild roar.

Behind him, three thousand Red Armored Soldiers, their bodies radiating blood light to the sky.

Turning into an actual blood-red lotus, rging into his body.

He howled painfully, his bones and flesh stretching and expanding, his body suddenly swelling and growing taller, his armor snapping and bursting like fluff, his entire person now towering at twelve feet.

With a stomp, he shook the mountains and rivers.

“Die.”

Ran Sifei, for so reason, felt as if the most important person to him was about to leave, and if he didn’t act now, it would be too late.

At this mont, he burned his Qi-Blood and spirit, gathering three thousand elite soldiers’ Qi-Blood, feeling an unmatched strength.

He believed that even if a god descended, he could crush the opponent to a pulp with the power of one halberd.

Zhou Ping’an surged forward, his form rging into the space, transforming into a streak of light, quickly reaching an extre, while his mind remained clear and transparent.

He saw that Yunling was the first to strike with her sword, which was invisible and intangible, as if coming from beyond the heavens, and sure to hit its mark.

The target was his own brow.

Half a beat later, it was Ran Sifei, who whipped up a hurricane, his aura as boundless as the blood demon.

Now fully erupting, and guarded by a military formation.

Their attack, compared to when he first saw them at the summit of Erald Peak, was ten tis stronger.

Where the halberd started, the air was churned into a mire, and the void was riddled with countless fine cracks, like a shattered mirror.

Faster than these two, however,

was a divine arrow that shot straight into the heart.

[Sunset Divine Arrow]

Indeed, the most treacherous was still that old sneak shooting arrows.

Zhou Ping’an gritted his teeth in hatred.

His form suddenly twisted.

Twisting like a snake…

Amidst the howling sound, that fiery sharp light grazed past his waist, branding his Green Clothes and skin with a long black mark.

As black smoke rose, the arrow flew several miles out, yet like a living creature, amid the roaring thunders, it howled and struck back again.

[Soul Chasing Arrow]

Zhou Ping’an, once in Qingyang City, took an arrow that pierced his shoulder.

His head spun for several seconds, and he beca quite focused on the Art of Divine Marksmanship of Yi Heavenly King.

Later, he asked his elder sister Zhan Shanhe in detail and figured out what Yi Heavenly King Lian Yi’s Sunset Divine Arrow Cultivation Technique was all about.

A normal shot was nothing special.

The most powerful thing was that this archery technique had three great moves, hard to defend and hard to dodge, almost ensuring a hit.

If the Cultivation was even slightly weaker, being hit ant instant death.

One is “God Extinguisher Arrow.”

This arrow vibrates the spirit, shatters the soul, and attacks the spirit before destroying the body.

If you can guard against the spiritual attack, it’s hard to defend against the physical one.

If you focus on blocking the arrow, the spirit will inevitably be injured.

Within one arrow, two traps, hard to defend, hard to dodge.

Zhou Ping’an had experienced this himself.

That day, he relied on his strong body to withstand it directly.

Being shot through created a blood hole, which he imdiately healed, and it didn’t impact his combat ability, but it didn’t an that he had blocked the arrow.

The second type of Divine Archery Technique is called “Soul Chasing Arrow.”

The power of this arrow was also passable, not too formidable.

But once the arrow was shot, like maggots to the bone, guided by the spirit, it followed like a teor chasing the moon, and wouldn’t stop until it hit the target.

Zhou Ping’an suddenly exerted force at this mont, attacking Saintess Yunling, intending to slay her before the formation.

Killing both body and spirit.

Yi Heavenly King, however, was attacking where it was absolutely necessary to save, selectively shooting a “Soul Chasing Arrow.”

No matter how one dodged, this arrow would never miss, primarily acting to restrain and entangle.

It was utterly disgusting to the extre.

The Red Lotus Sect “Holy Maiden,” “Heavenly King,” and Divine General, three people simultaneously took action, coordinating with each other in extre harmony.

In a flash,

they cornered Zhou Ping’an into a dead end.

So, there was a reason Saintess Yunling struggled to escape to Pinghu County City.

This indeed was where her path to survival lay.

“Is this all?”

This ti, Zhou Ping’an didn’t dodge, but a curious smile appeared on his face.

He sensed distinctly, in the void, a sword coming from beyond the heavens, stabbing straight at his brow.

He also saw the halberd light, like a black dragon stirring the sea, raising huge waves, cutting across his waist.

Even more, he saw a long arrow wrapped in bright crimson flas, howling towards the back of his head.

Around him, a huge, semi-transparent lotus flower suddenly appeared.

On his face, hands, and neck, under the moonlight, countless lotus brands could clearly be seen, suddenly erging.

These semi-transparent brands seed to contain infinite mighty power.

They absorbed the surrounding air, causing the void itself to collapse inward.

In the eyes of Yunling and Ran Sifei, the person standing in front of them no longer seed to be a human, but a majestic mountain high enough to reach the clouds.

[Purifying World Lotus Body, Sixth Level]

Both of their pupils constricted simultaneously.

This secret military formation technique, originating from the Red Lotus Sect and one of the Three Great Divine Skills, had established an illustrious na in this world; how could they not recognize it?

The first five levels exploded with eighteen tis the basic strength, and during the explosion, bizarre phenona frequently erged, just like demons.

At the sa ti, the body would grow insanely large, no longer resembling that of a human.

Despite its fearso and intimidating appearance,

It also made people guard against it, as it looked particularly unseemly.

This is why there have been few won among the “Divine Generals” over generations.

Once the fighting started, clothes would burst, and what woman could endure that?

Therefore, while this cultivation technique was magical, this drawback determined that it could never be acceptable in society.

However, Yunling knew that once the “Purifying World Lotus Body” reached the Sixth Level, the situation would fundantally change.

It could not only explode with twenty-one tis the basic strength,

but it also went against the norm, as the body no longer swelled.

All the unparalleled mighty force was concentrated on the normal flesh.

The speed was faster, the strength was stronger, and the movent technique was no longer as clumsy.

All the weaknesses basically disappeared, leaving only the biggest advantage, “Divine Power”.

Of course, there was still a bit of an extraordinary phenonon.

It was the semi-transparent lotus brands that appeared on the exposed skin, bearing witness to the operation of this cultivation technique.

‘How did he manage to cultivate it?’

‘No, he’s not my Divine General, why can he cultivate it?’

‘Could it be that so Holy Maiden is plotting against in secret?’

At this mont, Saintess Yunling’s mind was a complete ss, almost causing her sword technique to beco disordered.

The only thing she could hope for was that luckily he had not managed to cultivate to the Seventh Level.

If he had reached the Seventh Level, they would not stand a chance at all.

Because, the Seventh Level never reversed, and the physical explosion beca the norm.

Moreover, there was no worry of lifespan loss.

Not only did it not shorten lifespan, but it could even increase lifespan.

Can you believe it?

However, the Sixth Level Lotus Body was not like that…

The power was indeed imnse and fearsoly strong, but the faster the cultivation technique was, the faster lifespan was consud.

Which ant, using the Sixth Level Lotus Body could not support many rounds; with just a short fight, the opponent would be reluctant to consu lifespan.

A drawn-out battle, where years or even decades of life could be lost, who could endure that?

‘As long as we withstand this wave of attacks, we will have won this battle.’

Saintess Yunling had just thought this.

The Flying Immortal Sword had truly flown beyond the heavens, never to be seen again.

She followed her sword, executed Sword Flight to Immortality, and from an impossible angle, thrust her sword down.

Just then, a faint blue sword light flickered, as if anticipating her move, already positioned at her brow.

Accidentally stepping ahead, intercepting before her own sword thrust.

At this point, her Sword Intent was old, and she couldn’t change her move.

She had no choice but to clash violently.

And then, there was no afterward.

Saintess Yunling’s hand split open, her thumb breaking apart due to the extrely vigorous force.

The Streaming Light Sword, forged from Thousand-Forged Divine Iron, was touched by the opponent’s faint blue treasure sword, shooting straight up into the sky, without even a shadow to be seen.

“Not good.”

This power and stratagem.

Saintess Yunling wasn’t worried about Zhou Ping’an’s explosive and vast power at this mont, but was shocked by his absolute control over the battlefield and the situation.

Her sudden strike of Flying Immortal, calculated so clearly and plainly.

Then, what else could not be anticipated?

The attack by three people, in his view, must be a joke, right?

Boom…

Just as the sword had flown up, Yunling’s form uncontrollably drifted back, catching a glimpse from the corner of her eye of a jade-white fist smashing precisely on top of a black dragon-like long halberd.

The long halberd paused at first, then amidst ripples, disintegrated into fine sand-like particles, scattering down.

Simultaneously turning into dust and blood mist was also the arm of Ran Sifei holding the halberd.

A wave spread out in a fan shape sweeping past.

Ran Sifei’s huge severed body, as if smashed by a giant mountain, resounded with a thunderous roar, all his bones shattering into powder.

Blood turned into a fine mist, spurting out from his pores.

Whoosh…

He had co fast, and flew back even faster.

The three thousand Red Armored Soldiers also shuddered simultaneously.

Their forms swaying.

One sword broke another sword.

One fist shattered a halberd.

Around Zhou Ping’an, tidal waves of air surged toward the sky.

His head suddenly turned, baring his grim, white teeth.

Between his teeth, he held a bright red long arrow.

With a spit, he expelled the Soul Chasing Arrow, coldly saying, “If you have no backup plan, all three of you, must die!”

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