Capítulo 1017: Chapter 1014: Ice Dragon Roar
Seeing the danger approaching, Xin Qingxue quickly withdrew her sword, using her mind to drive the Ice Soul to spin rapidly, forming an ice wall defense in front of her.
“Crack!”
“Crack!”
These two Barbarian experts wielded weapons, one a Crescent Moon Blade and the other an Iron Silver Hook, both extraordinary items. Coupled with their innate divine strength, the ice wall defense Xin Qingxue hastily constructed was now marred with spider-web-like cracks.
Fortunately, her Ice Soul, a top-grade magical treasure nurtured by the heavens and earth, barely held up!
“Squeak, squeak!”
But before Xin Qingxue could catch her breath, the Lightning Weasel on her shoulder began squeaking warnings.
Xin Qingxue looked up, her bright eyes suddenly shrinking.
She saw the giant axe in Sha Moke’s hand already descending!
“Crash!”
The ice wall shattered on the spot like an avalanche.
“Pfft!”
Xin Qingxue felt a shock in her chest, a sweetness at her throat, blood splattering across the sky.
Then her whole body was seen, like a kite with a broken string, rapidly retreating.
That Ice Soul also lost its previous brilliance, spinning like a dull stone in front of her.
“Squeak, squeak!”
The Lightning Weasel’s snowy white fur was also stained with blood. However, it was not severely injured, just so superficial wounds from the shattered ice crystals.
The situation was already unfavorable for Li Chen’s side!
Now with the addition of two Barbarian experts, Li Chen and his three comrades were completely at a disadvantage.
Xin Qingxue’s injury imdiately affected Lian Hongshang, Little Demon Immortal, and Li Chen.
But at this mont, the three of them were also tightly entangled by their opponents, unable to support Xin Qingxue at all.
Although Xin Qingxue usually seed a bit silly and naive, at critical monts, she saw clearly.
She had to stall these three Barbarian experts, or if her side completely fell, it would trigger a chain reaction.
By then, the consequences would be unimaginable.
At this mont, Sha Moke was in the center, and the other two flanked him.
The three Barbarian experts ford a fan shape, pressing step by step toward Xin Qingxue.
Their gazes at Xin Qingxue were filled with an eerie green, chilling to the bone.
“Squeak, squeak!”
The naturally timid Lightning Weasel was scared out of its wits, tightening its head and squeaking chaotically.
Xin Qingxue, usually at a loss in such situations, remained remarkably calm this ti.
She gently stroked the Lightning Weasel’s head, signaling it not to be afraid, and communicated with it through her mind.
Though timid by nature, the Lightning Weasel was a spiritual beast. Under Xin Qingxue’s calming influence, it quickly cald down and nodded lightly like a pecking chicken.
Seeing this, Xin Qingxue’s lips curled into a comforting smile.
Then, she cast a gentle glance toward Li Chen.
Following that, she struck the ground with a reverse hand, her figure leaping into the air, her three thousand strands cascading like a waterfall, light and elegant.
The previously dim Ice Soul rged onto the Spirit Sword, emanating brilliant light and forming a swirling vortex, spinning counterclockwise at high speed.
When the Spirit Sword reached its peak rotation, the entire vortex appeared semi-transparent with a frosty hue, like an inverted ice mountain.
With sudden strength, Xin Qingxue reversed her wrist mid-air, the sword tip glimring with cold light, a clawed ice dragon leaping from the swirling ice pool.
“Ice Dragon Roar!”
This was the forbidden technique of Dragon Ascending Valley, the strongest move in the “Ice Dragon Technique.”
Although Xin Qingxue could barely execute it before, seven or eight out of ten tis, it failed. In the remaining two or three tis, the power was significantly reduced, not even a tenth of this sword’s might.
In this life-and-death mont, she broke through her limits, displaying this stunningly exquisite sword.
“Roar!”
The ice dragon roared, clawed, and charged at the three Barbarian experts.
The nearest Barbarian expert was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture.
Sha Moke and another Barbarian expert nad Baru were forced back step by step.
At this mont, the usually timid Lightning Weasel, seemingly inspired by its master, leapt into the air, its sharp claws sparking “crackle” as it clawed at Sha Moke’s face.
“Ah!”
Sha Moke’s left eye was gouged out on the spot, blood oozing, the sight ghastly. He grimaced in pain, howling in agony.
This was the best opportunity for a counterattack!
Xin Qingxue originally wanted to capitalize on this victory, to crush them in one fell swoop.
However, that previous sword strike had already exhausted all her True Yuan.
Now she was at her wits’ end, unable to pursue. As soon as she circulated her True Yuan, her vision suddenly turned black, and she spat blood from her mouth. Her whole body fell gently like a drifting feather.
Baru ran to check on his companion, already frozen into an ice sculpture, muttering incessantly, sotis channeling True Yuan into the ice sculpture.
“Crack!”
The ice sculpture shattered on the spot, but the unfortunate soul within, their blood and veins frozen solid, teetered on the brink of death, beyond saving by even gods.
Seeing this, Baru was utterly enraged.
This Barbarian in front of him was not only his comrade but also his blood brother.
Baru roared to the sky, his eyes blazing with blood-red fury, as if flas burned within.
Then, he raised his silver hook and walked toward Xin Qingxue.
The hook’s tip glittered coldly, like a venomous snake lying in wait, ready to kill and drink blood.
The Lightning Weasel, entangled with Sha Moke, sensed its master was in danger and leapt through the air, attempting to claw Baru’s eyes in the sa manner.
However, Baru was prepared.
Before the Lightning Weasel could approach, the silver hook swept out a dazzling arc of light.
Though the Lightning Weasel dodged vital areas, its abdon was slashed, bleeding profusely, and fell heavily to the ground.
“Qingxue!”
Li Chen saw Xin Qingxue in peril and shouted urgently, abandoning the Heng Mountain Ancestor as he rushed over.
The Heng Mountain Ancestor wouldn’t let such a golden opportunity slip, imdiately pursuing relentlessly like a maggot clinging to the bone.
“Whoosh!”
A violent gust rose from the ground, enveloping a surging wave, rushing toward Li Chen’s Life Gate.
In a critical mont, Li Chen struck the Qingzhou Tripod, producing a sound like a copper bell, facing it head-on.
Simultaneously, he lifted the Seven-star Dragon Abyss, slashing a sword arc, as smooth and natural as a goat hanging from a branch, striking at Baru…
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