Chapter 13: Counterattack Reversal (Part 1)
Xiao Si Zheng stared intently at the fierce battle between Ye Fa Shan, Tang He Shang and the Magma Dragon, when he suddenly felt a change in the magma beneath his feet. Gurgling sounds emerged as waves rippled out, vaguely resembling the Repeating Hexagram of the 64 Hexagrams.
He secretly exclaimed, "What is the old blind man going to do again?" As he looked carefully, the waves surged and revealed the hexagram of Li with the sixth line changing, which repeated three times.
Xiao Si was a bit puzzled and asked in confusion: "The six lines of the hexagram are all about repentance, which means that if one delays and does not hurry back, they will regret it. What is this old blind man singing about?"
He involuntarily turned his head back, and suddenly saw a dark and powerful aura, with a pair of eagle-winged double blades slashing through the air, less than three zhang away from him!
Looking at Ye Fashan and Tang Hechuang fighting the magma dragon, they were still rolling around without finding any weakness, it's unlikely that they could escape to save themselves, only relying on good fortune.
However, looking at the dark and powerful Yang energy rushing over to kill them, the two little ones were also useless. Last time he was able to repel this guy entirely thanks to the mysterious door escape array that had been set up in advance inside the house, but now it's neither heaven nor earth, with molten rock swirling all around, what can be done?
"Magma!" Xiaosi's mind suddenly lit up, thinking of the saying "nothing can't enter the array", let alone this magma was transformed from the mountain rocks in the four-sided cave!
Nian and the little four were like high-platform divers, plunging headfirst into the lava pool below. Yin Sheng Yang was taken aback, saying: "Could it be that this little dog knew he'd rather die than fall into my hands, so he's willing to kill himself?" Unconsciously, he withdrew his figure.
Only then did Xiao Si pull out the Youquan knife, and the Twenty-Eight Constellation Array's aura flowed around her body, protecting it. With a focused mind, she began to wield the knife on the rock magma with a hissing sound.
A sharp blade edge flashed a pale blue light, and the fine teeth flowed out from the tip like thick mercury, drawing strange symbols on the surface of the magma.
Yin Sheng Yang immediately understood what Xiao Si was doing, a cold smile spread across his face as he opened his arms and dove down with his twin blades.
Xiao Si recklessly and carelessly wielded his knife like the wind, engraving symbols on the magma.
"Wooo——" Just as the eagle's twin blades were about to cut into Xiao Si's back, the molten rock below shot up into the air, surging towards Yin Sheng Yang like a wave.
Yin energy surges, Yang energy hastily withdraws, unable to harm anyone. With a swift motion, the eagle's twin blades dance like wheels, conjuring two dazzling orbs of light around its body, forcing back the incoming magma.
Xiao Si anxiously called out, but unfortunately, the time was too rushed, and he only had time to hastily draw nine strokes, forming a simple small-scale Nine Palaces Array. If he could have spared even one more breath of work, he would have been able to teach Yang not to be arrogant.
He seized the opportunity to continue drawing patterns in the magma, the spiritual energy of the 28 constellations condensed through the blade and poured into the rolling molten iron, bringing out a splash of golden and greenish-blue textures, like small fish swimming and jumping in the water.
This was the first time in Xiao Si's life that he had made a talisman on the spot, and all the symbols were not engraved on the talisman paper, but were infused into the magma, and the difficulty can be imagined.
But at the moment of life and death, his heart became exceptionally calm, with only a few symbols born from the knife's edge remaining in his eyes. His hands were unusually stable and accurate, no matter how his body moved or how chaotic the surroundings were, he was like a painter sitting quietly by a pond, using his heart to draw and outline the landscape in his mind.
This can't be summed up with the two words "talent", it's more about the experience of being on the verge of death in that old man's black coffin. But Xiao Si would never thank the old man for this, instead he'd very much like to kick him into the coffin as well!
"Hiss!" Yin Shengyang swooped down again, and Xiao Si's back felt a wave of stinging pain, which was the warning emitted by his protective aura. But he seemed to be unaware, fully focused on using the Yuquan knife to draw the final stroke on the lava.
"Boom——" This time, it was a thick and powerful flying swirl of blood-colored frenzy, consuming all 21 of Xiao Si's symbol patterns. Each pattern required at least 7 or 8 slashes, and at most 30 or 50 slashes, which showed that his knife speed had long surpassed the constraints of his cultivation realm.
The sky was filled with a fiery red glow, and the yin energy surged again, forcing the yang to rise up and retreat once more. The eagle's wings flapped wildly, cutting through the raging gusts that came one after another, but its body still shook violently, on the verge of collapse.
His heart chilled for a moment, and for the first time he realized how terrifying Xiao Si was. He also became more determined to eradicate the problem once and for all.
It was unknown how long the storm had been raging, but finally it dissipated, and as the yin energy receded and the yang energy rose, expelling a mouthful of turbid air, he saw Xiao Si at the bottom lift his head, smile at himself, and say: "Lava, make the symbol array even more beautiful——"
His hand grasped the Youquan sword, and with a few light touches in the magma pool, it was like setting off firecrackers, "Boom boom" muffled sounds, one after another, from the fiery molten lava, a bundle of rounded blood lightning shot up, covered with golden and blue symbols, emitting a loud rumble, charging towards the dark and prosperous yang.
Yin energy surges, Yang energy is greatly shocked. In his heart, he knows that the longer he drags out the time, the more complex and sinister formations Xiao Si can carve out. He must end this battle quickly, just like Bo Suanzi said, a swift victory is the best strategy.
He let out a fierce whistle, his entire body clad in white clothes fluttering and emitting a faint halo. His figure merged with the eagle-winged dual blades as one, and he charged towards Xiao Si with a desperate momentum that would shatter his cauldron and sink his boat!
"Boom, boom, boom......" A bundle of blood lightning was cut and shredded by the Eagle Wing Magic Blade, turning into a scattered flow of fire in the air.
However, each impact caused the body of Yin and Yang to shake violently, consuming true yuan, and his complexion became increasingly pale and terrifying. The old wounds inside him also throbbed with pain, showing signs of relapse.
Seeing this scene, Xiang Xiao Si's heart became more and more determined: "If the old blind man can use the lava dragon to trap the thief Lao Dao and Tang Xiao San, I don't believe that I won't be able to deal with you little brat!"
He is now worried that the only way to save Yin Shengyang is to release the magma dragon to deal with himself. As long as Ye Fashan and Tang Heqiang can hold on, he will be fine.
On the other side, Yin Sheng Yang was exhausted and used all his strength to activate the Eagle Wing Magic Blade, slashing open the endless layers of Blood Thunder. His body was like being stuck in a muddy swamp, struggling to move forward, finally forcing him to the top of the Magma Pool.
However, he swept his gaze around and was stunned, only to see that there was no one around, and Xiao Si's figure had vanished into thin air.
Just as I was amazed, the lava under my feet suddenly surged and shot out dozens of bright red flames, like vines branching out and wrapping around me from all sides.
Yin surged, Yang hastily exerted himself to lift his energy. The old wound on his left rib suddenly felt like a thousand needles stabbing him simultaneously. He let out a low hum as he manipulated the twin blades of the hawk's wings to slash at the flames, his body rapidly rising upwards.
Alas, he was already at the end of his strength, and after a series of swift slashes, the Eagle Wing Demon Blade slowed down slightly. A flame bundle took advantage of the opening to wrap around his left leg.
"Whoosh——" Flames ignited the clothes, scorching hot magma poured onto the skin, and in an instant, the left leg was a bloody mess.
Darkness prevails, yang energy suffers, and the protective aura is about to collapse. However, four blazing fires suddenly appear, binding him up like a rope, rendering his entire body immobile. Although his true energy protects him from being roasted alive, he is unable to move.
Xiao Si flew out of the lava pool behind him with a smile, saying: "Do you like to eat roasted whole lamb or grilled beef strips, do you want it well done or a little rare?"
With a surge of energy, he tried to shake off the flames that bound him and sneered coldly: "You dare kill me? My father is the Eagle Patriarch of Beimang Mountain!"
"Ha! So you're just a puny little beast, thinking you can intimidate me, Xiao Si? You're not even worthy of being my opponent!" With that, he raised his hand and wrote a line in the air with his Yuquan knife.
Yin Sheng Yang Qi initially thought this kid was going to draw a talisman, but when he looked clearly at what he wrote, it was the seven characters "Lao Xiazi, let's chat". Only then did he understand that he wanted to use himself as a hostage to negotiate with Bu Suanzi.
He felt both ashamed and angry, suddenly sensing a loosening on his body, the five fire ropes slid down like spiritual snakes, and his whole body instantly regained its freedom, it was probably Bó Suàn Zǐ who came to his rescue.
"Clang!" The eagle-winged dual blades cut through the air with a shrill whistle, slicing out two beams of piercing cold light that flew towards Xiao Si's neck.
Xiao Si didn't expect the old blind man to make a desperate move, and hastily retreated. Just as Yin Sheng Yang was about to send out his Eagle Wing Twin Blades, his body suddenly shook, and on the left side of his temple appeared a three-inch-long engraved knife.
He let out an incredulous roar, turning his head to stare at Tang He in the distance, unable to comprehend how he could so easily use a slender knife as thin as a cicada's wing to pierce through dozens of feet of space and shoot him dead in the blink of an eye.
"Hum——" Just as Bo Suanzi was distracted by the rescue of Yin Shengyang, Ye Fashan's dust brush burst into a brilliant light, with thousands of strands of silver silk extending endlessly, like a sturdy silver celestial rope binding the body of the rock magma fire dragon. With a deep voice, he shouted: "Boundless Heavenly Veneration!"
"Pffft——" A mouthful of strong liquor sprayed out, conjuring up thousands and thousands of dazzling sparks in the air, splashing onto the body of the magma fire dragon and burning fiercely.
"Wooo——" The magma dragon struggled with a loud roar, but couldn't escape the binding of the dust-repelling spell. In an instant, it transformed into a massive golden-red fireball, having been forcibly refined by Ye Fashan's Triple Yang True Fire!
"Pffft, pffft, pffft——" Ye Fashan continuously spat out wine from his belly, spraying it onto the body of the magma dragon. The flames rose to a height of several thousand feet, illuminating the sky and making it seem as if the entire cave was burning and melting.
Xiao Si shouted: "Flying Dragon in the Sky, One Strike of Heaven and Earth!"
Ye Fashan's divine consciousness shook, and the dust was blown away. A loud "hissing" sound, like thunder rolling across the sky, a huge fireball with a diameter of over ten zhang flew out, heavily hitting the left front rock magma layer.
A deafening crash shook the sky, and the four walls of the cave mountain shuddered with fear. The rock layer was blasted open by a fireball, creating a gap over 40 feet long. Intense flames scattered everywhere, as if doomsday had arrived.
"Bang!" The golden drum in front of Bu Suanzi suddenly burst, he let out a low groan and spat out a mouthful of blood, the two drumsticks in his hand shattered into pieces.
"Master Bo Er!" The several small leaders of Hu Ge Village beside him exclaimed, and they all stretched out their hands to support him.
Ba Suanzi pushed away the crowd, took over the black bamboo pole and walked out slowly, his voice slightly hoarse: "Return to the camp!"
At the same time, the flames around the opening gradually dispersed, revealing a line of daylight.
All the magma is rapidly solidifying, turning back into hard and silent mountain rocks.
Xiao Si gazed at the cave entrance, laughing loudly: "This is what they call a dragon emerging from the great sea and a tiger returning to its mountain - the cycle of fortune turns, thirty years on the east bank, thirty years on the west bank. Old Blind Man, it's time for you to taste Xiao Si's skills!"
At the moment of self-satisfaction, he suddenly saw Ye Fashan raise a finger and say: "Fourth brother, incense."
"What smells?" Xiang Xiao Si was in high spirits, but upon hearing this, he became dazed, lowered his head and sniffed at his clothes, but there wasn't any smell.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, looked down at the ground several feet below, then glanced at the rapidly dimming Wind Symbol on his chest, and instantly turned pale and let out a loud cry: "Will you die if you say a few more words... Help! ——"
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