dognovel Chapter 148 Boundless Sword Intent
Chapter 148 Boundless Sword Intent
Yu Lishuang sat up abruptly, her blue eyes flashing with murderous intent as she focused intently on the battle between Luo Sifan and the masked man.
A massive lotus-shaped treasure, resembling a crescent moon, hovered above his head, its light shimmering, poised to unleash a fatal blow at any moment.
Luo Sifan's momentum was already showing; he was clearly no match for the masked man.
However, Yu Lishuang still held onto hope and was unwilling to act too soon, lest Luo Sifan blame her later. This man had always been aloof and stubborn, disdaining the help of others.
In Yu Lishuang's heart, Luo Sifan is still the shadow of that person from ten thousand years ago.
The sword's edge shattered and danced, like flowing clouds.
The hammer slammed down, and the masked man's lips curled into a smirk as he devised a plan to abduct Luo Sifan.
Luo Sifan's physical body was completely annihilated, the sword light dissipated, and the hammer light pressed down on his body as if he were carrying a mountain. From head to toe, crisp sounds rang out continuously, like popping beans.
The compacted rock sank several inches further, disappearing into Luo Sifan's calves.
An ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage 8 cultivator would have had their physical body shattered and broken, falling to the masked man's hammer.
Luo Sifan wasn't too surprised that his swordsmanship was inferior to that of the masked man. The sword was under pressure but hadn't reached its limit. Even at this moment, Luo Sifan didn't give up.
After all, Yu Lishuang was still watching the battle from the sidelines; whether she was defeated, died, or perished was not on Luo Sifan's mind.
The pure and mysterious energy of Taiyi surged along with the base, and Luo Sifan pressed it down with all his might, blocking the masked man's hammer shadow.
Luo Sifan staked all his cultivation on this one move, disregarding the consequences, and charged forward, focusing all his energy on the hammer's rapid descent, his mind completely focused.
As the hammer fell another ten feet, the masked man's eyes froze, and his easy victory became unsettling.
To his surprise, the dull force on the hammer increased instead of decreasing.
The scattered sword light enveloped Luo Sifan's figure. The sword light flowed, gradually revealing a pattern, rotating endlessly around Luo Sifan's body, flowing like a dense waterfall of sword energy.
"Infinity! Sword Body!"
The masked man noticed the strange phenomenon beneath him, and his eyes suddenly blazed with anger and envy.
The sword light was still shattered, millions of light points drifted and swirled, and were powerfully absorbed into Luo Sifan's body, where they were tempered and reshaped, and then shone again from that body.
The heavier the masked man's pressure, the faster Luo Sifan's sword light flowed. When the hammer shadow was about a foot away from Luo Sifan's head, the sword light shattered, flowed, and then solidified again, almost becoming substantial.
A dazzling "longsword" with Luo Sifan as its blade suddenly took shape, imbued with the pure and mysterious energy of Taiyi, combining strength and gentleness, and forcefully blocked his Heaven-Shattering Hammer to the point of being unable to advance even an inch, creating a clear white line between them.
The masked man then realized that he had underestimated Luo Sifan. This man not only possessed a sword body, but his sword energy also broke and recurred, as if he had comprehended "infinite" sword intent within his sword body.
Fueled by anger and envy, the masked man forgot his original purpose for the trip, and his eyes, hidden behind the veil, blazed with madness.
With a soft shout, the veil was lifted, revealing for a moment white skin and red lips. The voice was like an arrow, piercing through Luo Sifan's sword light and creating a black hole.
At the same time, the masked man's hammer suddenly disappeared, and a long sword shot out, drawing six sword lights that attacked Luo Sifan, who was caught off guard by the sudden change in situation.
Just as the masked man had predicted, the sonic arrow pierced through the sword waterfall, leaving a faint black line in the air. It even penetrated the mountain wall and disappeared into the vast sea of clouds behind Fairy Peak.
The sword waterfall shimmered, falling and melting like shattered snowflakes. Luo Sifan's stiff figure, devoid of life, was completely exposed to the six sword lights attacking from all sides. In an instant, it shattered into ten pieces, then a hundred pieces, disappearing into nothingness amidst the chaotic collision of sword lights.
The masked man's eyes darkened. Luo Sifan's sudden death calmed him down. He sighed softly, raised his hand to sheath his sword, and prepared to leave the place.
Where Luo Sifan perished, it was as if fireworks were fading, their brilliance slowly disappearing.
A figure, mottled with age, suddenly appeared beside them, gazing intently at the spot where the light was about to dissipate.
The masked man froze, slowly turned around, and opened his eyes wide in disbelief behind the veil. Despite his immense power and imposing aura, a chill ran up his spine.
The figure turned to him, smiling brightly. Although he looked tired and swayed, his smile was so proud that it reignited the masked man's anger.
"You're not dead!?"
The masked man asked a question, only to realize that his voice was hoarse and that he had forgotten to hide himself.
Luo Sifan nodded. Death was not an option, but he had exhausted all his efforts and was so weak that he could barely speak.
"Then I'll see you off on your way!"
Time was of the essence, and the masked man had no time to think. With a cold shout, he slashed out with his sword like a rainbow.
Given Luo Sifan's current state, he could be easily knocked over by a mere push, so he didn't bother with him anymore.
Luo Sifan stared at the dazzling sword light, his eyes no longer even bothering to blink, as if he had resigned himself to his fate and awaited death.
Before the masked man could relax, another dramatic change occurred.
The sword's power, enough to melt a Golden Core cultivator, vanished inch by inch before Luo Sifan. The power of the sword was like a mud ox entering the sea, not even causing a splash.
Luo Sifan's face became clear again, and the smile on his face was even more hateful, as if he were looking at a beautiful woman with a lewd expression.
"Lin Xiaozhi!!"
Enraged, the masked man roared and brandished his long sword.
Luo Sifan's humiliation caused him to lose his composure once again.
One, two, three, four...
Dozens, even hundreds, of masked men unleashed a flurry of sword flashes in an instant, heading straight for Luo Sifan.
Luo Sifan smiled slightly, but was looking at another person who strolled out from the sword's edge, his face full of admiration, and he met Luo Sifan's gaze with a smile.
Luo Sifan was dazed and exclaimed in surprise:
"Li Shuang, what kind of divine skill is this?"
In his view, the masked man seemed to be facing a mirror, constantly making feints and slashes, but the power of his sword had no effect on Yu Lishuang or him.
Yu Lishuang curled her lips:
"We've simply moved her to another time and space, so she can beat herself up to her heart's content."
"She broke it, oh well, she's ruthless!"
Luo Sifan gave her a thumbs-up with his eyes, then took Yu Lishuang's hand and turned to ask her:
"The people from the Yaotai Sect will be here soon. Shall we stay here?"
Yu Lishuang's face remained calm:
"Let my husband and I take a walk under the moon. Let them see us, that's fine. It'll prevent any lecherous men from trying to steal another man from me!"
Upon hearing this, Luo Sifan choked, his hand throbbing with pain. The sight of Yu Lishuang, who seemed like a fairy descended from heaven, suddenly made him somewhat afraid.
With a flick of her delicate hand, Yu Lishuang, who was still desperately swinging her sword, vanished completely, leaving everything as quiet as if nothing had happened.
More than ten beautiful figures from the Yaotai Sect also appeared at this moment, each with a look of utter disbelief on their faces, as if they had seen a ghost.
"Lord Ancestor!"…
After a few breaths, the women came to their senses and bowed down with suspicion.
Despite the commotion and noise, they thought a powerful enemy had arrived and were full of momentum. But when they arrived, they found the place peaceful and quiet, with a handsome man and a beautiful woman enjoying each other's company and reciting poems about the snow.
Those with keen eyes will naturally notice the clues, but how could they dare to say anything at this moment?