It was bone-chillingly terrifying!
The short saber in his hand had already pierced through the other's protective light shield. Zhang Ming's cultivation was already inferior to his, and he had just tricked him into consuming so much magical power. Shi Pozhu's heart was set. The short saber in his hand only paused for a moment before smoothly piercing through the protective light shield and stabbing directly in.
At the same time, Shi Pozhu's other hand was wreathed in black light. His five fingers formed a claw, and with his body slightly tilted, he let out a sharp whistle that tore the void as he grabbed at Li Yan's abdomen. He wanted to grievously wound Li Yan's Nascent Soul in one fell swoop, not giving him a single chance to escape. He had been calculating for so long, waiting for this very moment.
Shi Pozhu's eyes were filled with a cruel smile. This scene had already happened here many times. He liked to see the other's final expression of shock and anger.
From Li Yan swinging his palm to slap that "Libei Beast" to Shi Pozhu's successful sneak attack, everything had happened in an instant. Shi Pozhu's sneak attack was as fast as lightning and so sudden that it was completely unexpected. One moment they were allies, the next, he had suddenly ambushed his companion.
However, just as Shi Pozhu was about to experience the feeling of his short saber piercing through flesh, the tip of the saber, which had seemed to be blocked by Zhang Ming's protective light shield for a moment, suddenly became "unobstructed" and pierced through the air.
There was not a single trace of the feeling of flesh being pierced and bone being broken that he was most familiar with at the tip of the saber. It was precisely this feeling that made the ferocious smile on Shi Pozhu's face freeze.
Shi Pozhu felt the world blur before his eyes, and the Zhang Ming in front of him lost his trace. At the same time, he also grabbed at empty air. With a sharp whistle, he actually cut five long cracks in the void.
At the same time, a "kacha" sound was heard. The "Libei Beast" in front had also bitten at empty air, its upper and lower sharp teeth clashing heavily.
"Fellow Daoist Shi, are you looking for me?"
Just as Shi Pozhu was somewhat dazed and was about to look around, an ethereal voice suddenly came from beside his ear.
"You..."
Shi Pozhu was greatly shocked. He only felt a chilling and sinister feeling suddenly arise, rushing from his back along his spine straight to his brain. At this time, the aura of his mid-stage Nascent Soul stage was no longer reserved at all. His protective spiritual light also began to flash rapidly, dazzling to the eyes. His magical power surged out like a tide.
With a cry of alarm, Shi Pozhu's body blurred and he had already shot forward. At the same time, the short saber in his hand let out a sound that tore the void as he slashed fiercely behind him.
But his movements were fast, and Li Yan, who had used the "Phoenix Soars to the Heavens" movement skill, was even faster. In the Chaotic Flow Space, he dared not use this set of movement skills casually. But he was already clear that this area was very safe. Otherwise, Shi Pozhu would not have dared to set up a formation in this place and activate that kind of restriction just now.
Li Yan had no hesitation at all. The current "Phoenix Soars to the Heavens" movement skill could only be described as divine and ghostly. Previously, the way he had dodged the other's fatal blow was by using this movement skill. With a small-angle turn, even the mid-stage Nascent Soul Shi Pozhu, at such a close distance, had not been able to see clearly how Li Yan had disappeared.
Just as Shi Pozhu was filled with fear and was charging forward with all his might, a series of puzzles and shocks filled his mind. He simply did not know how the other had dodged his layers of ambush, a trap within a trap. He had thought he had planned everything perfectly, and this method had been used many times before. He already knew all the possible loopholes and had fixed them.
But at this moment, these thoughts only flashed through his mind for a moment. He had no time to think more.
If someone were watching from the side at this time, they would see that behind the charging figure of Shi Pozhu, there was a person who was almost like a ghost, sticking closely to his back, moving forward together.
Li Yan, moving forward, had no joy or sorrow on his face. He suddenly raised his right fist. The speed at which he raised his fist was much slower than before, as if it were being pulled by a weight of ten thousand jin. But this was only relative. Almost as soon as Shi Pozhu's figure had flown out a few zhang, and the short saber in his hand was swinging back to slash, Li Yan had already smashed a fist into his back.
"Dong!"
The protective light shield on Shi Pozhu's body was smashed by this punch, and spiritual light scattered. In an instant, it turned into specks of starlight, shooting out in all directions, like a firework exploding in the night sky.
The incomparably thick defense of a mid-stage Nascent Soul expert had actually failed to defend against Li Yan's one punch. Shi Pozhu had not expected that his defensive light shield, formed by his mid-stage Nascent Soul magical power, would be as fragile as paper under the other's one strike. This was a scene he had never dreamed of.
Immediately, Shi Pozhu was so scared that his soul almost flew away. The exchange between him and Zhang Ming was too fast. It was so fast that by the time the other counter-attacked, he had not reacted at all. He didn't even have time to take out his many top-tier defensive magical treasures and talismans. Besides, although he had been frightened by this Zhang Ming's movement skill just now, he could not have imagined that he couldn't even withstand a single blow from the other.
As the protective light shield was shattered, a huge, irresistible gust of wind instantly hit his body.
"No! A late-stage... great cultivator…"
Shi Pozhu's unwilling voice was instantly drowned out in a series of huge bangs!
First, with a "hiss," before Li Yan's fist had even reached him, the strong, knife-like wind from his fist had already cut Shi Pozhu's magical treasure-level clothes into countless fragments. For a moment, Shi Pozhu's strong, mountain-like body was naked in the Chaotic Flow Space.
Immediately following, with a "bang," the naked body, which was still flying, was hit squarely by the fist. Shi Pozhu's body was instantly like a paper kite in a gale, torn into countless fragments. And at this moment, his arm, which was swinging the saber, had just swung behind him. Then it was shattered into a bloody mist by the huge force coming from the center of his body. The short saber, under the aftershock of this huge force, spun and flew into the distance with a whistle…
And at the same time as Shi Pozhu's physical body exploded, a phantom flashed out from among the bloody fragments. A fierce glint flashed in Li Yan's eyes. His Divine Sense had only managed to capture the instant the other had appeared and then lost its trace.
"Nascent Soul instantaneous movement, hmph!"
Li Yan let out a cold snort in his heart. He put away a drop of thumb-sized black water held in his right fist. At the same time, he raised his left hand and flicked it gently in the direction of the phantom. A blood line, so faint that it was even blurry in Li Yan's own Divine Sense, shot out from his fingertip.
The next moment, on a meteorite a thousand zhang away from Li Yan, the space suddenly fluctuated. Then a small golden person appeared from the void, staggering. At this time, the small golden person was holding a storage ring in his small hands, looking at Li Yan with an incredulous expression.
"This… this is the technique of a late-stage Nascent Soul... great cultivator. You are a late-stage great...!"
But before he could finish his urgent cry, his body trembled violently. The golden light on the small golden person's body quickly dimmed, and then he fell headlong onto the meteorite.