138: Chapter 133 Twelve Bone Faces_1 138: Chapter 133 Twelve Bone Faces_1 The City Guard Army barracks, now empty, suddenly erupted into intense battle.
One side consisted of the upper echelon generals of the Fenglin City Guards, while the other comprised the twelve Bone-faced from Bone Tao.
They paired off and fought fiercely.
Fang with his big beard took on the Rat Bone-faced.
Wei Yan battled the Snake Bone-faced.
Zhao Lang directly confronted the Canine Bone-faced.
One was a heavily wounded cultivator at the peak of the Ascending Dragon Realm, one was a young man who had just stepped into the Ascending Dragon Realm, and there was one who hadn’t even glimpsed the Heavenly-Reaching Cultivation of the Heaven and Earth Gate.
Their opponents were three strong cultivators at the peak of the Ascending Dragon Realm.
The gap in strength was vast, the chances of victory slim, but no one retreated.
…
Zhao Lang was the last to enter the battlefield, but he quickly reached the climax of the fight.
He used a stone wall to block the Canine Bone-faced and surrounded him with a sea of fire.
Spires of rock rose up while vine serpents slithered about.
His casting was lightning fast, displaying the complex and varied system of Dao Technique.
Amidst the sea of fire, the ghastly spirit of the evil dog sprang forth.
Atop the stone wall, the Canine Bone-faced descended from the sky!
“A re Heavenly-Reaching junior dares to ddle in a battle of this magnitude?”
With a wide sweep of his hand, all the canine spirits howled in unison, their monstrous forms ferocious.
So beasts exhaled breath that reeked.
So rushed to attack with incredible speed.
So were huge and bulky, while others had drooling sharp teeth.
He seed like an army of one, overwhelming, crushing the sea of fire right before him!
Zhao Lang leaped back swiftly, as wall after wall of stone thrust upwards.
He leapt from one side of the fissure to the other, constantly creating obstacles.
Always on the move.
He knew full well the severity of Fang’s wounds.
Based on his understanding of the man, he knew that if Fang could at all bear it, he wouldn’t have spat out that mouthful of blood.
He also realized that Wei Yan, who had only recently entered the Ascending Dragon Realm, would have a hard ti defeating his opponent quickly—even though he had great faith in Wei Yan.
As for himself, having not yet opened the gates of the Heaven and Earth Gate, let alone defeating his opponent, the chance of simply holding on was as minuscule as a distant star.
But he would give it his all.
Because everyone’s chances were slim, they each had no choice but to give their all.
There was no path of retreat, only the way forward.
Even if he was but a faint star, Zhao Lang longed to touch it.
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Above on a raised platform, Fang with his big beard was locked in fierce combat with the Rat Bone-faced.
He was ambushed and grievously wounded by three major Bone-faced assailants not long after leaving the camp.
His body was already in critical condition, pushed to its limits by sheer willpower, refusing to give up.
Yet he seed to gain the upper hand, fighting with increasing ferocity.
Each move was a desperate gamble for life, forcing his opponent to evade ti and again.
As the general in charge, he was acutely aware of the strengths of Wei Yan and Zhao Lang.
He knew even more how perilous the current situation was.
If his front collapsed, the situation would imdiately topple.
Therefore, he could not only not collapse, but he also had to win—to defeat or even kill his opponent with his injured body and to turn the entire tide of the battle, so he could seize that sliver of a chance to win.
But the Rat Bone-faced was battle-hardened and seed to see right through his intent.
He fought carefully, sotis preferring not to attack at all, just to maintain a solid defense and evasion.
Not giving Fang any opportunity to fight to death on the brink of life.
Instead, he intended to grind him down to death slowly.
…
The catastrophe of the land continued to expand, severely affecting the battle.
The earth dragon turned over, mountains and rivers quaked.
Both sides were masters, which was the only reason they could maintain intense combat amidst the catastrophe.
But what was the point of such a battle?
Even if they fought to their deaths against their enemies, could it have the slightest impact on the situation of Fenglin City?
Wei Yan was well aware that everything was beyond redemption, just like that ti in the center of Xiaolin Town when he saw the mist dissipate to reveal the empty plains.
But at this mont, he could no longer spare a thought for such issues.
No matter what, he couldn’t simply watch Fang and Zhao Lang die in battle right before his eyes.
Especially not while he still had the strength to fight.
Especially, he firmly believed that there was still a chance.
He could fight his opponent!
With his blade, he charged into the Blood Serpent Formation, his longsword swiftly moving back and forth, his body advancing as his sword spun.
Though he had just entered the Ascending Dragon Realm, he was completely unafraid even when facing a peak cultivator of that realm.
Not only did he not retreat, not only did he not evade, but he pressed forward instead, maintaining the offensive all throughout!
This was the confidence of a genius, the assurance built up through countless battles.
Wei Yan was confident that with his longsword in hand, nothing was uncuttable, no one was unbeatable.
However, was the Bone-Faced Woman so weak?
Struggling to survive within the perilous Bone Tao, ranked among the twelve faces, she was far from a delicate flower sheltered from real dangers.
Her peak cultivation of Ascending Dragon Realm was nurtured from one vicious fight after another.
Now, as her ferocity had been provoked, her cherry lips parted suddenly and her long tongue shot out, turning into a cold glint of light that instantly neared Wei Yan’s face.
The Bone Tao magic artifact, the sword nad Serpent Tongue!
Clang!
Quick Snow rose up impossibly, intercepting the Serpent Tongue sword right in the center.
With a flick of her fingers, the Bone-Faced Woman made the Serpent Tongue blade soften, slithering upwards along Quick Snow.
However, just at that mont, her movents abruptly faltered.
Her entire body was caught within a stone wall that suddenly appeared!
She had never expected that the re Heavenly-Reaching Deputy General could manage to free his hands first under the pressure of a Peak Heavenly-Reaching Cultivator.
How was this possible?
The stone wall could only bind her for less than a mont.
Yet for Wei Yan, to decide life and death, even a mont seed unbearably long!
He flicked his hand, sending Quick Snow, with the Serpent Tongue entwined around it, whistling into the distance.
anwhile, his entire body had already appeared in front of that stone wall, his right fist pulled back, ready to strike!
With a burst of light that seed endless, almost piercing to the eyes, he struck forward!
Boom!
A figure appeared out of nowhere.
The golden light dispersed.
The Dog Bone-Faced Man hung from Wei Yan’s arm, his whole chest and abdon pierced through.
He managed only to turn his head strenuously for one last look at the Bone-Faced Woman before his head drooped, and his breath left him.
The secret treasure, the Form-Shift Talisman!
One held the Yin talisman and the other held the Yang talisman.
When used, the cosmos would flip, their forms would shift, making it an excellent secret treasure for teamwork in battle.
Among the twelve faces, Dog Bone and Serpent Bone were lovers.
Or perhaps they could not be considered lovers but rather “consorts.”
At least, that’s what the Serpent Bone-Faced Woman had always thought.
She knew very well what kind of person she was.
In her life, she had never trusted anyone, and it’s likely that no one ever trusted her.
This was not her fault, nor was it anyone else’s.
It was simply how the world was.
She was convinced that she had long understood the true nature of the world.
She and Number Eleven had only known each other since childhood.
Even calling it knowing each other since childhood was to stretch the truth—they had rely glanced at each other from a distance before going off to their respective trials.
When they t again, they were both among the twelve Bone Faces.
Sotis she even wondered, if they had been grouped together back then, who would be the only one to survive?
This question would never have an answer.
At the level of the twelve Bone Faces, the Bone Tao would not allow them to slaughter each other.
Her association with the Dog Bone-Faced Man had not been for any particular reason, it was purely to please herself.
She believed the Dog Bone-Faced Man felt the sa.
They comforted each other but were never in love.
They traveled and ate together but were never truly united.
This Form-Shift Talisman was found by the Dog Bone-Faced Man, and with the elent of surprise it provided, they had completed many difficult tasks in the past.
A Form-Shift Talisman could only be used ten tis.
This was the last opportunity they could use theirs.
She had never thought that a woman as promiscuous and flirtatious as herself would have soone risk their life for her.
The Serpent Bone-Faced Woman stared blankly at those eyes.
Those eyes that should have been cunning and fierce, yet unexpectedly, in the last mont, were full of tenderness.
And unexpectedly, they dimd.
“Ah!”
She howled skywards!
The stone wall that bound her exploded with a thunderous blast.
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