strictlysupreme Chapter 67: Fierce Battle in the Wolf Realm, Perilous Situation, Five Enemies Surrounding the Enemy,
Chapter 67: Fierce Battle in the Wolf Realm, Perilous Situation, Five Enemies Surrounding the Enemy,
The sword shadows resembled countless silver serpents, piercing Han Yi's vital points with unpredictable angles and incredible speed. Each swing of the short sword left trails of silver light, like serpents slithering through the air. The short sword flashed through the air, radiating a cold, icy light, seemingly capable of piercing steel instantly. This move was not only extremely fast but also featured incredibly tricky attack angles, making it truly difficult to defend against.
Han Yi felt a chill creep up his spine from his side; the serpentine sword shadow seemed poised to strike him at any moment. Relying on his keen senses, he dodged to the side at the last second, followed by several more swift movements. His figure was as light as a leaf in the wind, narrowly avoiding the serpentine sword's attack. However, his clothes were still torn in several places by the sword's wind.
However, before Han Yi could even catch his breath, a tall man wielding a massive earth-shattering axe roared. He leaped high into the air, charging towards Han Yi with tremendous force. His hands gripped the axe tightly, the blade radiating terrifying power. Then, with all his might, he cleaved downwards with tremendous force. A gigantic axe shadow crashed down on Han Yi like a mountain collapsing, seemingly capable of cleaving a bottomless chasm in the earth. This move was called "Earth-Shattering Slash," the axe shadow carrying an immense pressure, causing the surrounding air to vibrate and hum. Wherever the axe shadow passed, the grass caved in under the powerful wind pressure, and broken trees were sent flying. This move was incredibly powerful; if it hit, it would cause immense destruction.
Han Yi felt a shadow looming over him, the massive axe shadow carrying an oppressive pressure. Without a second thought, he gripped his sword tightly, swiftly raising it above his head to parry the axe shadow. The instant the axe shadow clashed with his sword, Han Yi felt a surge of immense force, his feet involuntarily sinking into the ground, instantly creating two deep craters. His arms were slightly numb, his blood surging, but he stubbornly held on, refusing to collapse. Han Yi was filled with anxiety; this couldn't go on. So, after struggling free from the craters, Han Yi quickly retreated several feet, using his internal healing techniques to rapidly recover from his injuries.
At this moment, the disciple wielding the sharp longsword also made his move. When he saw that Han Yi had actually blocked three rounds of attacks in a row, a fighting spirit surged across his previously expressionless face. He held his longsword horizontally, the entire blade gleaming with light, and sharp sword energy condensed on its surface. With a fierce swing, several sword energies shot towards Han Yi like lightning.
Han Yi felt a flash of light before his eyes, and the sword energy, as fast as lightning, arrived in an instant. His eyes sharpened, and his body moved with lightning speed, dodging left and right, avoiding the sword energy. However, several sword energies still grazed his body, leaving several cuts on his clothes. Han Yi was annoyed; he had almost been injured.
Just then, the last man wielding the long staff joined the fight. His face flushed red, he swung the staff with all his might, determined to end the battle quickly. He gripped the staff tightly with both hands, and with a powerful swing, the staff spun through the air, creating a maelstrom of shadows that rained down on Han Yi like a storm. The staff's movements created a powerful whistling sound, like the roar of a wild beast, terrifying all who watched. The staff's attacks had a wide range and immense force, making it difficult to breathe, like a relentless tempest.
Han Yi heard the whistling wind beside him as a storm of staff shadows rained down upon him. He took a deep breath, channeling his spiritual energy into his sword, and swung it to meet the onslaught. Sword and staff clashed, producing a series of crisp sounds. Under this powerful attack, Han Yi was forced back, leaving deep footprints in the ground. Any one of these five men possessed the strength to fight Han Yi; had it not been for his healing magic that allowed him to quickly recover from his injuries, he would have already been defeated.
Han Yi struggled to withstand the attacks of five Qi Refining Grand Perfection disciples, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat. While enduring the onslaught, he keenly observed his opponents' weaknesses, attempting to find an opportunity to counterattack. However, the five disciples coordinated extremely well, their attacks relentless, plunging Han Yi into an extremely difficult predicament. The surrounding miasma swirled slowly under the impact of the battle, and broken wood was occasionally lifted by the shockwaves.
Faced with the encirclement, Han Yi gradually found himself in a difficult situation. The two exchanged blows, swords flashing, spiritual energy swirling around them. Han Yi moved with lightning speed, dodging and weaving, his sword flashing impenetrably, deflecting the enemy's attacks time and again. However, the enemy's attacks grew increasingly fierce, each strike imbued with powerful spiritual energy.
The Flying Cloud Sect disciple wielding the sword had icy eyes, his swordplay fierce and sharp. Each swing was accompanied by a piercing whistle, the sword shadows like silver snakes relentlessly stabbing towards Han Yi. Han Yi dodged to the side, but the blade grazed his cheek, leaving a shallow bloodstain. The disciple wielding the staff, on the other hand, had a ferocious expression, his long staff crashing down like a storm, the shadows of the staff heavy, making it difficult for Han Yi to dodge. Han Yi gritted his teeth and blocked, his arm numb from the impact.
In a fierce clash, Han Yi was struck by the Flying Cloud Sect disciple wielding a staff. His body jolted violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He endured the excruciating pain and continued fighting, but ultimately, he was outnumbered. Then, another disciple found an opening and kicked him in the abdomen, sending him crashing to the ground. Han Yi felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if his internal organs had been displaced. He lay on the ground, panting heavily, sweat streaming down his forehead.
At this moment, Black Tiger, still confronting Zhao Lingfeng, saw Han Yi in dire straits and disregarded everything else. With a roar, he charged into the fray, brandishing his spiked club. The club, carrying ferocious power, swung like a savage beast towards the Flying Cloud Sect disciple wielding an axe. Black Tiger's eyes were bloodshot, his heart filled with rage; he could not allow Han Yi to be killed by these five. Facing Black Tiger's full-force attack, a half-step Foundation Establishment cultivator, the Flying Cloud Sect disciple couldn't dodge in time. The club struck his shoulder, shattering his bones, and he flew away screaming.
At the same time, three Black Wind Stronghold experts at the peak of Qi Refining also made their move. They were agile and swift as cheetahs. One wielded a long spear, its tip gleaming coldly, thrusting towards the Flying Cloud Sect disciple like a venomous snake; another brandished double axes, their blades whistling sharply, seemingly capable of cleaving the heavens and earth; the third unleashed his fist techniques, his punches powerful and fierce, like a tiger descending a mountain. They engaged in fierce combat with the Flying Cloud Sect disciple, every move brimming with power and skill.
A dozen or so Black Wind Stronghold henchmen, all at the peak of Qi Refining, were not to be outdone. Wielding various weapons, they charged forward bravely. Although slightly weaker, they were united and coordinated. Some henchmen thrust swords at the enemy's legs, others slashed at their arms with knives, and still others used clubs to block the enemy's attacks. While their attacks weren't as powerful as those of the experts, they still caused considerable trouble for the Flying Cloud Sect disciples.