NCCnovel Chapter 77 Trapped in the Trap
Chapter 77 Trapped in the Trap
Su Fengling's eyebrows shot up, wondering if this was Gongshu's scheme to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
He flicked the sword in his hand, pointing it directly at Zi Sangqi's face.
He was not so easy to deal with; the sword in his hand barely managed to block the attack.
He took a step back, still wearing a confident smile.
He wasn't using his full strength; it seemed like he was deliberately stalling for time.
Zi Sangqi's moves were different from his two older brothers; each strike was extremely unpredictable and his technique was impossible to fathom.
A wisp of demonic energy swirled around the sword tip, tearing Su Fengling's sleeve.
Su Fengling threw three plum blossom darts, one of which grazed Zi Sangqi's face, leaving a bloody mark.
"He's got some skills; no wonder he was able to hurt my two older brothers."
His eyes were filled with extreme madness, as if Su Fengling in front of him was his prey.
Seeing that Su Fengling seemed to be struggling, Su Fengjun channeled his power into his sword and sent it flying towards Zi Sangqi.
It was a heavy sword after all, and his short sword couldn't block it. It slashed across his arm, sending flesh flying.
But he felt no pain at all; instead, he laughed heartily, as if he had gone mad.
Su Fengling frowned. Although he didn't sense that Zhongli Yueluo was in any greater danger, he still felt vaguely uneasy.
"Brother, you go find the princess first, I'll deal with this stinky rat!"
"You go."
Neither of them showed any courtesy.
Upon hearing this, Su Fengling sheathed his sword, jumped onto the roof, and left.
Zi Sangqi glanced at the killing intent emanating from Su Fengjun and knew that he was no match for this man.
A forced, ugly smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Come on, give it a try!"
Su Fengjun didn't even need to use a knife to deal with the person in front of him; he only needed his heavy sword.
After several blows, Zi Sangqi's defensive short sword shattered into several pieces, and he was also struck heavily in the chest by the hilt of the sword.
He took two steps back, vomited blood, and felt an intense coldness in his chest.
It turned out that his sword was wrapped in the chilling aura of blue ice. He was expressionless and had no intention of killing him.
Su Fengjun would not harm his own people unless he was forced to.
I have always believed that the Su family and the Zisang family will one day reconcile.
But not everyone is like him, a true gentleman.
He took two steps closer, and before he knew it, Zi Sangqi pulled out a packet of some kind of powder from his waist.
It emitted a purplish-black hue and had a peculiar smell that entered Su Fengjun's nostrils.
Then Zi Sangqi burst into laughter: "This is the Demon-Slaying Flower unique to Ghost Sorrow Abyss. It will gradually cause people to lose their magic power, and in the end, they will become neither human nor ghost, turning into fertilizer!"
Su Fengjun quickly took two steps back and fanned himself with his hand.
But the pollen had already been inhaled into his mouth, and the effects were so rapid that he could feel his magical power being drained from his body.
The heavy sword was planted in the ground to maintain its balance, and Zi Sangqi sat up.
"Don't worry, it just has a fast onset but a slow recovery. The Demon Flower, like our Wind Chime Ghost Clan, has twin flowers."
"You'd better find another one soon, or you'll become fertilizer."
He then jumped onto the roof while laughing maniacally and disappeared from his sight.
I never expected him to fall for such a low-level trick.
The probability of a twin flower being a Demon Flower is extremely low, and he is very likely to become a cripple.
Finally, he could no longer maintain the shape of the greatsword, which gradually turned into light and entered his body.
He frowned and tried to gather his magic power in his hands, but could only condense two small orbs of light.
He paused for a moment, then let out a soft sigh.
Su Fengling could also feel the magical power draining from his body.
Since they are twins, if one of them experiences a major change, the other will also be able to sense it.
He clicked his tongue in amazement, not expecting the lantern festival to be so dangerous on its very first day.
He tried to track Zhongli Yueluo's aura, but the aura in the city was chaotic, making it difficult for him to pinpoint it accurately.
Zhongli Yueluo and Gongshu Liang had already started fighting, and He Yuhuan's two golden maces were now just decorations, hanging at his waist and unable to be summoned.
All I could do was stand aside, nervously gritting my teeth and anxiously waiting.
Wu Luo and Gong Shu Liang joined forces to attack Zhongli Yueluo.
However, her magical powers had not yet fully merged with those of her sovereign father, resulting in significant fluctuations and a disturbance in her spiritual sea. She was struck on the shoulder by Wu Luo's palm.
She took two steps back, almost stepping on He Yuhuan's foot, and He Yuhuan caught her with both hands.
“Princess, I think you should just give in to the young master, so you can avoid suffering any more.”
Wu Luo still had her hands folded in front of her lower abdomen, her face expressionless.
Zhongli Yuelu sneered. To submit to Gongshu Liang would be a huge joke.
It would be better to just kill her here and now.
Gongshu Liang had one hand behind his back, his eyes looking downcast.
"Zhongli Yueluo, I'll give you one more chance. If you kneel down, crawl over, and beg for mercy while clinging to my legs, I'll spare your life."
He Yuhuan trembled with anger, his body emanating a dark aura.
They wanted to force out the supplements they had ingested.
Because of the excessive force, blood flowed from both eyes, and his pointed mouth was wide open, making him look particularly terrifying.
Gongshu Liang gave Wu Luo a wink, and a long sword appeared in Wu Luo's hand as she headed towards He Yuhuan.
The sword tip was aimed directly at her heart; if it struck, she would die instantly!
Zhongli Yueluo pulled He Yuhuan aside, and the long sword pierced through her forearm, dripping blood onto He Yuhuan's face.
She was somewhat dazed, her eyes glazed over, and licked Zhongli Yueluo's blood.
Its teeth were chattering loudly; how dare it hurt its master!
A golden mace instantly grew larger and flew out, smashing into Wu Luo's waist; the sound of ribs breaking could be heard.
With this one strike, Wu Luo was sent flying a great distance and crashed heavily into the wall.
The slender sword stuck in Zhongli Yueluo's hand flew out and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.
Gongshu Liang observed that He Yuhuan seemed to be putting on a brave face.
They didn't even glance back at Wu Luo's life or death, still looking at her defiantly.
"This monster is just at its last gasp. Once she falls, what can you do to me?"
Zhongli Yueluo only frowned slightly, but did not show any fear.
Now that she knows his ruthless methods, she is not afraid of him at all.
He chanted the incantation to summon his blood flute, and could still vaguely remember the melody that controlled the Medicine Deer Clan.
With her current level of cultivation, she probably couldn't control Gongshu Liang, but she could at least make him lose his composure for a moment.
As long as there is such a gap, she can take He Yuhuan away.
The moment the flute touched his lips and the melody began, Gongshu Liang felt a lump in his throat.
What's going on? I can't even hold the sword properly anymore.
He pointed at Zhongli Yueluo: "You bitch, what did you do to me? Did you tamper with my food too?!"
Zhongli Yueluo was very glad that he didn't think of her as someone who could control people.
After the song ended, she reluctantly pulled He Yuhuan and ran back to where they had originally planned to go.
It took Gongshu Liang a while to come to his senses before he looked at Wu Luo behind him.
He was still cursing under his breath: "What a useless piece of trash!"
Wu Luo forced herself to stand up and slowly walked to his side: "Young Master, we can't let them escape!"