Chapter 355: Chapter 141 The Invincible Blade Force! An Irresistible Force!_3
Pei Yang watched the battle from a distance, his heart undoubtedly shaken and anxious.
He had also realized the terrifying ability of Mo Ying, to perfectly mimic the martial arts moves of others!
“Mo Ying’s demonic art potential is indeed immense, capable of matching the enemy’s level and then using his immortal body’s advantage to win the battle. Once Mo Ying’s Intention Demon Form Skill is fully cultivated, even if facing an Innate Martial Artist, he could still emerge victorious!”
The man in red, Hong Yin, watched the two combatants. He had no intention of intervening, but the corner of his mouth held a smile, as he was quite optimistic about Mo Ying’s potential.
“If this drags on… the outcome is unpredictable, but even if I exert all my strength and defeat Mo Ying, there’s still Hong Yin…”
Hong Zhenxiang was locked in a fierce battle with Mo Ying, and he felt just as burdened.
Just dealing with Mo Ying, who could mimic others’ martial arts, was already a troublesome adversary, let alone the presence of Hong Yin, who was certainly no less formidable!
“No one can defeat me… no one!”
A blood-red light flickered in Mo Ying’s eyes. No matter how strong his opponent, he who could perfectly mimic others’ moves would never be defeated—this was his unique demonic art!
On one side was Hong Zhenxiang, the top expert of Dafeng State City, and on the other, a Monster Warrior fused with the crystal core of a demon monster. The fierce battle between the two sides shattered the nearby trees and grass like straw, evenly matched. However, even Pei Yang could tell that the longer the battle dragged on, the less favorable it was for Hong Zhenxiang.
Under equal levels of combat power, a human warrior could not possibly win against a demon monster with an immortal body!
“Crack!”
Both Hong Zhenxiang and Pei Yang were anxious and heavy-hearted when suddenly, a sound like thunderbolts exploding burst forth.
The sound was fast, but the arrow was faster!
By the time the sound reached everyone’s ears, a meteor-like arrow, carrying the force of wind and thunder, had traversed the long distance and fiercely struck Mo Ying’s chest.
“Boom!”
The arrow, crafted from Star Pattern Gold and bearing the force of the Blade Gang, exploded with a deafening blast. Mo Ying’s body, as though struck by a cannonball, hurtled backward, his chest erupting with a hole the size of a basin, and he smashed heavily onto the ground!
“Hmm?”
This sudden turn of events stunned all the onlookers.
“Younger Brother Su?”
This amazing display of archery immediately made Hong Zhenxiang realize the identity of the newcomer, and he was astonished!
“Commander Hong, there are demon monsters to be hunted; not inviting me to such an occasion isn’t very kind. Are you planning to hoard all the monster crystal cores for yourself?”
Not far away, a voice sounded as Su Changkong, holding a Star Pattern Gold Strong Bow, slowly emerged. He looked toward Hong Zhenxiang and said with a smile.
“This…” Hong Zhenxiang’s feelings were complicated. He had known this battle would be extremely perilous, so he had not planned to involve Su Changkong. But how did Su Changkong, fully aware of the risks of facing two demon monsters, still show up without him knowing?
Having fought together before, Hong Zhenxiang was touched by Su Changkong’s arrival, knowing he hadn’t misjudged the man.
“Su Tailai, it’s Su Tailai! He actually came?” Pei Yang also brightened up. In Dafeng State City, only two people knew of Su Changkong’s existence as an unfathomable and mysterious master, one was him, the other was Hong Zhenxiang.
To cultivate Su Changkong, Pei Yang had paid a significant price to meet his needs.
“With Su Tailai added to the mix…can the situation be turned around?” Pei Yang couldn’t help but worry. Even if Su Changkong was stronger, he couldn’t possibly be stronger than Hong Zhenxiang, and there was still the unfathomable Hong Yin!
Hong Zhenxiang, moved in his heart, knew that now was not the time for excess talk. He immediately spoke, “Younger Brother Su, you take on Mo Ying, I’ll deal with Hong Yin!”
With Su Changkong’s arrival, it was indeed a critical respite. Letting Su Changkong hold off Mo Ying while he used all his strength to deal with Hong Yin, then joining forces with Su Changkong against Mo Ying, was the key to victory.
“Alright,” Su Changkong answered succinctly.
“You’re seeking death… you’re seeking death!”
Mo Ying rose from the ground, the hole in his chest rapidly healing, leaving him unscathed. At this moment, however, he was furious. His eyes gleamed with a glaring blood light, seething with killing intent, and he roared hoarsely.
Mo Ying was indeed furious at Su Changkong for meddling and attacking him. From the arrow shot by Su Changkong, Mo Ying had recognized him as the Silver-armored Man he had encountered previously.
Mo Ying never took Su Changkong seriously; those weaker than him could never be stronger. How could this reckless ant dare to show up before him?
“Interesting, let’s stretch our muscles then, Prefecture Lord Pei, step back a bit.”
A demonic-looking man, Hong Yin, dressed in red, curved his lips into a smile as he rose from the rock. A mere ant has come? Then let Mo Ying take care of him!
Pei Yang gritted his teeth, flashing backward, knowing that the opponent was confident and not intent on killing him, just wary of his status.
“Rumble rumble!”
As Hong Yin stood up, the half-man-high rock beneath his feet trembled violently, turning into dust; a horrifying monster Qi rose from his body, causing his black hair to fly about, and his pupils turned a pale red and slit-like!
“Strong… very strong!” Hong Zhenxiang’s eyes reflected unprecedented seriousness. Hong Yin’s strength was comparable if not stronger than Mo Ying’s—he was a true formidable enemy, but now, there was no choice but to fight with all his might!
“Boom!”
Hong Zhenxiang’s Qi and Blood erupted like a volcano, with a huge solid furnace suspended above his head, fiery flames boiling within—it was refined Qi and Blood taken to the extreme!
The grand battle between two powerhouses was about to erupt in the Black Swamp Forest!
“Swoosh!”
Meanwhile, Mo Ying gave up on Hong Zhenxiang. He rushed frantically towards Su Changkong, and as he did, his hands came together, condensing black monster Qi into a large bow. Drawing the bow and nocking an arrow, he shot out arrow after arrow of black monster Qi, utilizing the Wind Thunder Archery!
Mo Ying easily imitated Su Changkong’s Wind Thunder Archery, returning the attack.
“Human! I will make you realize how insignificant you, an ant, are!” Mo Ying let out a mad roar.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Su Changkong didn’t hesitate. Drawing the bow and nocking arrows, each arrow passed through the grip of his fingers, powered by the bowstring, like a chain of Wind Thunder Linked Beads, like meteors flying past.
“Boom boom boom!”
In an instant, arrows expanded in the air, exploding with the sound of thunder, accompanied by the cracking gust that swept in all directions, tearing through the nearby trees and breaking them apart.
Evenly matched!
“I can’t take him down with archery.”
That was within Su Changkong’s expectations. He put away the Star Patterned Bow on his back, eyeing the rapidly approaching Mo Ying, with a sense of cold determination flashing in his eyes.
“Tscht!”
Su Changkong’s palm touched the Iron-Cutting Sword at his waist. He stepped forward, and the Iron-Cutting Sword broke free from the scabbard’s restraint, bringing up a streak of silver glow as it chopped towards Mo Ying’s neck. This chop was simple, without employing the Blade Gang.
“Pff!”
Mo Ying did not dodge, and the sword smoothly cut through his neck, causing his head to soar into the air. But before it reached even half a foot high, threads of condensed demonic power reattached his head to his neck, leaving him unharmed.
Mo Ying endured Su Changkong’s slash just to imitate his moves. There were limits to his demon art; he could only mimic an attack if his opponent struck first.
With the demon art activated, Mo Ying instantly mimicked Su Changkong’s Iron Cutting Blade Technique, with monster Qi coalescing at his waist into a similarly pitch-black longsword, his hand gripping the hilt.
“I am going to make you… despair!” Mo Ying’s shadowy face twisted viciously. What he enjoyed most was seeing his enemies exerting all their strength, only to find that whatever moves they made, he could easily imitate, leading them to die in despair by his hand!
“Tscht!”
Mo Ying’s slash mirrored Su Changkong’s move exactly, whether in strength or speed, it was indistinguishable, just like a mirror image of Su Changkong.
Facing the slash from Mo Ying, Su Changkong’s expression remained calm. A gentle breeze blew by, and he grasped the hilt of his sword, casually striking out a chop to meet Mo Ying’s attack.
But this chop felt overwhelmingly unstoppable, as if it carried the force of a natural movement!
“Tscht!”
The two swords collided, and almost effortlessly, Mo Ying’s monster Qi-formed longsword broke apart. And the chop didn’t stop there; it cleaved through like slicing through a thin piece of paper, crossing Mo Ying’s chest and splitting him open.
“How… how is this possible?”
In that moment, Mo Ying was bewildered, feeling the pain of his body being cut open, incredulous!