Chapter 415: 415: Slaying Yun Feiyang
Chapter 415: Chapter 415: Slaying Yun Feiyang
“Bang!”
The spear and sword collided, one striking proactively, the other responding in haste.
Li Xiaoyao’s figure wavered but gradually stabilized.
Yun Feiyang, on the other hand, staggered several steps backward, his face, already pale from blood loss, turned even whiter.
Having failed to land his hit, Li Xiaoyao did not pause but raised his hand to deliver another strike. At the same time, his left fingers danced gracefully as clusters of flames burst forth from his fingertips, transforming into a long, flexible whip of fire that lashed towards Yun Feiyang at tricky angles.
Yun Feiyang gritted his teeth, holding on for dear life. He was severely injured, while Li Xiaoyao was at his peak, not to mention the endless tricks up Li Xiaoyao’s sleeve. With such disparities between them, Yun Feiyang had almost no chance of winning.
But Yun Feiyang was not easy prey. Even for Li Xiaoyao, it would be difficult to kill him quickly. As the fight dragged on, Li Xiaoyao couldn’t help but grow impatient. With a flick of his wrist, he threw out the Seven-Star Ancient Sword, controlling it with his mind to attack Yun Feiyang.
The flames either turned into a whip lashing at him or transformed into ferocious beasts assaulting him. Although he could not defeat Yun Feiyang for the moment, Yun Feiyang found it hard to escape.
Li Xiaoyao’s right hand moved swiftly, forming signs with his fingers, chanting incantations silently as subtle energies continued to rise steadily.
Someone noticed something was amiss and looked up, exclaiming in surprise, “It’s raining!”
“That’s not right!” another person seemed to realize something, their complexion changing, “That kid is casting the Thunder Commanding Art!”
“I’ve long heard that kid once performed the Thunder Commanding Art, but I never thought it was true!”
“Indeed, terrifying!”
Yun Feiyang was all too familiar with this energy. Last time, at the Jiang Tian No. 1 event, he was struck by Li Xiaoyao’s heavenly thunder, and if not for his powerful cultivation, that bolt would have been enough to kill him. Even though he had survived by luck, he still had to spend half a month recovering afterward.
Catching a glimpse of Jian Wuji, who no longer retained his former calm and composed demeanor, his hair disheveled, Yun Feiyang realized the situation was dire.
Recognizing the turn of events as a hallmark of the wise, Yun Feiyang shouted loudly, “Fellow Daoist Li, spare my life, please.”
Li Xiaoyao had already completed the Thunder Commanding Art. His right hand now held a profound sign, waiting only for a slight guidance to bring down the thunder.@@novelbin@@
“Spare you?” Li Xiaoyao asked coldly, “And why should I?”
Yun Feiyang, in a dire state, dodged the flying sword and flames as he said, “Our conflict is simply a misunderstanding. If you don’t want to see me, I promise you, after today, I will disappear completely from Ling City.”
“Oh?” Li Xiaoyao seemed to ponder for a few seconds, and Yun Feiyang’s face lit up, thinking he might agree. But before he could feel relief, Li Xiaoyao’s face suddenly turned murderous as he said, “I’m not one to leave troubles for the future, so, better you die!”
As the final syllable fell, Li Xiaoyao pinched his fingers together and the sky, covered with thunderclouds, roared with thunder. A black-purple bolt of lightning descended from the heavens, slicing through the void, and struck directly down.
Yun Feiyang had no escape and took the strike fully.
“Boom!”
“Bang!”
The thunderbolt struck the surface of the lake, creating a massive crater, with water turning into a whirlpool as it spiraled downwards. Xuan Ming Lake itself shook vigorously at that moment, pushing tourists to seek shelter under the eaves from the sudden downpour.
The commotion on the small island attracted the attention of many tourists.
Yun Feiyang, struck by the thunderbolt, was left with his clothes in tatters, his flesh mangled, floating on the surface of the lake, seemingly unconscious.
Li Xiaoyao didn’t waste any spiritual power summoning a second bolt of lightning. He controlled the Seven-Star Ancient Sword with his mind, turning it into a streak of cold light that descended from the sky into the lake, severing Yun Feiyang’s neck.
The lake water turned red with blood, and a fine head was thus separated from its body.
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The crowd inside the pavilion, upon witnessing this scene, couldn’t help but turn somewhat pale.
Yun Feiyang, a powerhouse of the Golden Core Realm, met his death at the hands of Li Xiaoyao.
Yun Feiyang’s death seemed too abrupt, with no preparation and no warning at all.
They had considered the worst outcome to be Yun Feiyang fleeing in a sorry state, but dying at the hands of Li Xiaoyao was truly hard to accept.
This was probably the most resistant thought in everyone’s mind; after all, Li Xiaoyao was still so young, yet even Yun Feiyang died by his hand. Doesn’t this mean that if Li Xiaoyao wanted to kill them, it would be just as easy?
“You old fart, damned old man, I’ll beat you to death.” Xiaoqing’s anger was hard to dissipate. Her seemingly non-lethal fists, punch after punch, left Jian Wuji with no power to fight back.
“Xiaoqing, step aside!”
Li Xiaoyao’s indifferent voice sounded, and with a huff, Xiaoqing finally stopped her punches and stepped back.
The pitiful Jian Wuji had yet to recover from Xiaoqing’s violent assault when a terrifying thunder suddenly descended from the sky, striking directly at him.
“Boom and rumble!”
The lightning, as thick as a baby’s arm, directly blasted Jian Wuji into the ground, the dirt exploding into a massive crater, with dust and ashes swirling around, adding a strange and eerie tint to the already silent and unusual atmosphere.
“Still alive?” Li Xiaoyao sensed a faint breath from below and couldn’t help but be somewhat surprised.
Indeed worthy of being a cultivator stronger than Yun Feiyang, that a single bolt of lightning couldn’t kill him.
“How dare you kill me?” Jian Wuji leaped out from the crater, his clothes ripped to shreds, covered in dirt, his hair disheveled, a sight of utter disarray, glaring at Li Xiaoyao.
“To kill you is to kill you, why would I need a reason?” With a scoff of disdain, Li Xiaoyao changed the hand sign, and another bolt of lightning roared down.
Jian Wuji’s face changed drastically, he was prepared this time, his toes lightly touched the ground, ready to flee the spot, but his badly wounded body was far too slow compared to the lightning.
The lightning struck, hitting his feet and blasting his lower half to pieces.
But Jian Wuji’s life force was formidable; even with only half a body left, he remained conscious.
“Bastard, Li Xiaoyao, I will kill you!” Jian Wuji was pale, his hands clawing the soil, blood running from his half body.
“Want to kill me? Maybe in your next life!” Li Xiaoyao dispersed the thunderclouds, took a step forward, and the Seven Star Ancient Sword floated in midair.
“I am the Second Elder of the Shenjian Sect. If you kill me, endless pursuits by the Shenjian Sect will befall you!” Faced with death, Jian Wuji finally showed his fear: “Spare my life, and let bygones be bygones between us. We shall not cross paths in the future.”
Li Xiaoyao let out a cold laugh, saying, “Do you remember what I told you? If you want to kill me, you have to be prepared to be killed by me. You’re not the first to die at my hand, and you won’t be the last.”
As he finished speaking, a streak of cold light flashed, and his head had already been severed by the Seven Star Ancient Sword.
“Gurgle~”
The crowd watched as Li Xiaoyao just like that took the life of the once formidable Jian Wuji, feeling desolation and fear in their hearts.
Even a powerful being like Jian Wuji met his end at the hands of this young man. Who in this world could possibly be his opponent?
They were well aware in their hearts that it was fortunate they hadn’t engaged Li Xiaoyao; otherwise, their fate would be no different from Jian Wuji’s and Yun Feiyang’s, not even leaving behind a whole corpse.
[One more chapter left for today]
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