337: Chapter 337: Fierce Battle with the Refining Mo 337: Chapter 337: Fierce Battle with the Refining Mo “Destroying Heaven and Earth.” Refining Mo bellowed, a stream of pale blue Inner Strength slowly infused into his long saber, chopping straight down towards Nightmare.
As an experienced fighter and cultivator, Refining Mo had a clear sense of priorities.
He was fully aware that in the partnership, Nightmare was the main force and Illusion Fox the auxiliary.
To defeat them, he must first vanquish Nightmare.
Destroying Heaven and Earth was a saber technique born from many years of his combat experience and enlightennt gained on the brink of death.
When deployed, the technique boasted trendous power capable of turning the tide and saving the direst situations.
But now, this formidable move was completely pressing down on Nightmare’s head.
Refining Mo’s speed with the saber was sothing even Nightmare, the forr Star Lian, profoundly understood.
Even without using Inner Strength, he could effortlessly slice any being into bare bones—his speed-based saber technique was terrifying to the extre.
Since evasion was impossible, Nightmare had no choice but to et the attack head-on.
The restorative days had left him neither complacent nor lazy but instead made his techniques more perfect after balancing work and rest.
It had to be said, the arsenic-laden dicinal soup Zi Yun concocted was daunting in sound, but its effect was remarkable, having healed his longstanding internal injuries quite significantly.
“Ah!” Nightmare crossed his twin halberds to block the descending long saber, and imdiately felt a tyrannical force pressing incessantly downward.
Biting his teeth in pain, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, he concentrated all his Inner Strength in his hands, yet he still felt an excruciating pain in his knees.
The overwhelming force seed to flatten his entire being, with his knees bearing the brunt, creaking worryingly as if they were about to shatter.
“I’ll help you.” Suddenly, Nightmare felt soone prop him up from behind; turning his head, he saw it was the Illusion Fox.
“You should withdraw.
Otherwise, you’ll be in danger,” Nightmare advised the figure behind him.
Illusion Fox continuously channeled energy from within his body into Nightmare, yet the intense force above showed no signs of subsiding.
Even with their combined effort, they could not shift the situation in the slightest.
“No, I was wrong five years ago, and it has tornted for five years.
No matter what, I have to hold on now,” Illusion Fox clamped down hard on his teeth and spoke with difficulty as large beads of sweat ford on his forehead, indicating an almost depleted Inner Strength.
Refining Mo’s Destroying Heaven and Earth weighed down on the two like a massive mountain.
If either one were to retreat, it could doom the other into becoming an unfortunate soul under the saber.
Yet, even if both stayed, the imnse pressure would drain all their Inner Strength, resulting in both their demises; it was only a matter of ti.
“Two ants still dare to cling to life,” Refining Mo scread hoarsely, his expectations clearly exceeded by their will to resist.
He kept increasing the pressure, yet it was always rebounded back upon him.
Suddenly, the two felt the imnse pressure above their heads abruptly vanish.
Due to inertia, they both fell heavily to the ground, the intense Inner Strength consumption leaving them completely drained as they lay there, lacking the strength to even stand up.
“Destroying Heaven and Earth.” Reflected in Nightmare’s eyes was a pale blue long saber and a dark silhouette; the sharp blade fell from the sky, crashing towards the two.
Almost instantly, Nightmare instinctively sheltered Illusion Fox beneath him, closing his eyes, awaiting the arrival of death.
“Boom.” Suddenly, a loud explosion echoed through the sky.
The two slowly opened their eyes to see a figure bursting out from one side, crashing straight into Refining Mo midair.
The two collided like cots and flew off to the side, crashing into a nearby thicket, causing an explosion-like upheaval of thick dust and ash.
“Hades, it’s actually you.” Refining Mo was surprised that soone dared to directly block this strike, and even more surprised at why he would offer help.
Only after the dust settled could Refining Mo see the face of the newcor clearly, sharp as if carved by a knife, with distinct browbones, heroic eyebrows, and an elegant air about him.
“Refining Mo, bullying two subordinates all by yourself as a boss, really not feeling embarrassed?” Ye Shikai mocked, looking at the two lying on the ground still gasping for breath, his hanging heart finally slowly settled down, thankful that he wasn’t too late.
“Ha ha, as long as you can win, that’s what matters, especially when cleaning house.” Refining Mo snorted coldly, not even detecting the sarcasm in Ye Shikai’s words, completely disregarding his mockery.
“Alas, truly, when a person becos shaless, they are invincible.” Ye Shikai had barely finished speaking when he lightly tapped his toes, vanishing from the spot instantly.
His palm turned to a fist, charging directly at Refining Mo’s chest—a sneak attack indeed.
Since Refining Mo could secretly make a move against Nightmare, then don’t bla him for also launching a sneak attack.
“Breaking Sky Fist.”
Refining Mo hurriedly raised his long sword to block in front of him, the heavy punch landing entirely on the back of the blade, creating such an imnse impact that it even bent the blade.
Refining Mo took several steps back, flicking his wrist, the long sword returned to its original form.
Refining Mo’s weapon, after all, is one of the four famous swords, its power not inferior to the Divine Artifacts of the Main God.
Of course, it could not be so easily defeated, but Refining Mo had taken considerable damage in the previous fight.
Now facing the fully-fledged Ye Shikai, naturally, he was not an opponent, being staggered by just one punch.
Take advantage of your enemy’s illness, aim for his life.
Ye Shikai imdiately followed up, two Chain Breaking Sky Fists coming straight for him.
Refining Mo hurriedly dodged the first fist, but was struck in the chest by the second, which followed swiftly after.
Fresh blood sprayed forth; he managed to turn his long sword horizontally in ti, leaving a slash on Ye Shikai’s arm, drawing blood.
“Hades, today I’m going to make sure you die here.” Refining Mo, having taken a heavy hit, was actually unafraid and pressed on, continuously sneering.
He raised his long sword high above, and Ye Shikai’s heart suddenly panicked—could it be that he still had a trump card up his sleeve?
“Last ti my Inner Strength wasn’t a match for you, preventing from exerting my full strength, which gave you an opportunity.
But this ti…” At this point, Refining Mo stopped talking, closed his eyes, and a stream of energy slowly gathered in his Dantian.
Veins popped up, his face beca ferociously twisted, and from a distance, Ye Shikai could sense the strong fluctuations of energy, emanating from Refining Mo’s body as if sothing was reacting inside him.
“Kid, what are you dazing off for, want to die?
Quickly circulate the ‘Inner God Scripture’.” At this mont, the voice of the sword spirit resounded deep within his mind.
“Sword Spirit, what is he doing?
I feel such a strong energy.” Ye Shikai asked curiously.
“Stop wasting ti, hurry and circulate it, else you’re going to die.” The voice of the sword spirit sounded very urgent, and Ye Shikai then realized the seriousness of the situation.
He disregarded whatever Refining Mo was up to, imdiately starting to circulate the ‘Inner God Scripture’, and Inner Strength began to surge unstoppably within his Dantian.
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