Chapter 93: Black Wing Dance in Heaven
Today's second update~~~
The dark cliff was like a mountain range, slowly pressing towards the position of the three masked men, with a speed that was not fast, but with a thick killing intent.
All that could be heard was a faint "crack" sound, and the silver tip of Lan Xue's sword snapped off. The three masked men broke free from her attack, but they found it difficult to move their bodies under the shroud of Hei Ya. All they could do was raise their hands in defense.
All that can be seen is his pair of fists, ceaselessly pounding towards the black cliff. One after another, silver light balls whizzed over, exploding into rays of light on the black cliff. However, these impacts were unable to move the black cliff half a step. As they watched the increasingly approaching massive black cliff, they could only helplessly raise their hands, wanting to forcibly withstand this one attack.
Bai Li's hand grasping the hilt of the black longsword was slightly trembling, his teeth clenched and his eyes were bloodshot. It was clear that controlling this massive black cliff, like a mountain range, was an extremely difficult task for him. All he could do was try his best to control its movement.
And Lan Xue also swiftly rushed to the side of Hei Ya, her figure was elegant and beautiful, her white clothes lightly fluttering, layer upon layer of pure white clouds danced out from her water sleeves, instantly surrounding Hei Ya like a fairyland.
Hei Ya's hands were heavily pressed down by the three masked men amidst the swirling clouds.
In an instant, brilliant golden light burst forth from their bodies. Six pairs of palms desperately resisted this overwhelming force. However, the power of the Black Cliff was simply too great. Although it was slow and steady, it pressed down relentlessly without any pause.
"Bang bang ~~" With a few loud noises, the three masked men's knees bent and they were pressed down.
Just as they had just knelt down, the Linglong Golden Hoop emitted a long, resonant sound. Under this sound, the seven jade hoops below it began to vibrate incessantly. Along with this vibration, strands of golden light gently rose up. These strands of light were like the ripples that spread out when a stone is thrown into water, and they dispersed lightly towards the various corners of the grand hall, taking the Linglong Golden Hoop as their center.
In an instant, the great hall was shrouded in a layer of pale golden divine light.
Apart from the three masked men who were thoroughly suppressed, the other five masked men stopped moving suddenly at this moment. A golden glow began to emanate from their bodies, and as the light spread out, it was clear that there were fine golden threads connecting the eight masked men together. Although someone was blocking the middle of these threads, they could not stop them from passing through.
As they gazed at this change, the people who were just fighting had a hint of fear on their faces.
What kind of change is this? No one can understand it.
And at this time, the five masked men, although standing in that empty and desolate place, were holding up their hands, holding their breath, and making a gesture of virtual support.
In an instant, he felt a huge pressure, and the three masked men below Hei Ya, who had almost been completely suppressed, suddenly seemed to have gained strength again, stood up, raised their hands high, and actually wanted to put Hei Ya back in front of Bai Li.
"It's not good..." Bai Li's heart was stirred up with a surge of energy, and he secretly thought it was bad. At this time, the middle finger of his left hand lightly scratched the sword body, and fresh blood flowed out instantly. The sword body, nourished by this fresh blood, once again became vigorous and powerful, forcing back the retreating momentum of the black ridge.
Zhao Zhenhuan burst forth with a single spear, shouting loudly as he charged towards one of the masked men. His long spear flashed like lightning, thrusting straight at the masked man's left chest, but the latter showed no fear, holding his hands high in the air without making any attempt to dodge.
A crisp sound of "Dang~~~" rang out, and Zhao Zhenhuan was shocked to retreat, while the figure with the mask remained motionless.
At this time, everyone can also see that the Lingyuan Great Array has undergone some kind of change. These golden rays of light seem to have connected the eight masked men together, allowing them to coordinate their offense and defense.
As a result, not only did White Deer fall into danger, but their originally strong and abnormal defense also became even stronger.
"One by one, I'll take you down!" Liu Sheng let out a loud roar, his black long spear pointing forward, spinning rapidly in the palm of his hand. A series of powerful whirlpools of black air currents appeared, forming a black vortex that shot out from the tip of the spear.
He stood there, allowing the black vortex to grow larger and larger, eventually exceeding his body height. The strong gravitational force caused Liu Sheng's clothes to flutter wildly, as if he was about to be sucked in. However, Liu Sheng's eyes were sharp and focused intently on the front, without any fear.
At this moment, Lin Ye also burst forth, his hands raised high in the air. Nearly a hundred flying knives whirled around him, shrouding his body like a black cocoon. At the center of this cocoon, Lin Ye's expression was solemn, and with his right hand, he lightly lifted a flying knife and then gently tossed it out. With a soft whooshing sound, that flying knife flew into the cluster of knives surrounding Lin Ye. Suddenly, a crisp "clang" echoed through the air as the flying knife chased after another knife in the cluster, instantly striking it forward with incredible speed. This collision triggered a chain reaction, and the cocoon of knives began to spin wildly, producing a continuous "clang clang" sound that seemed to never end. After the noise subsided, a powerful gust of wind burst forth, causing the winds within the grand hall to surge violently. Lin Ye stood at the center of this tempest, his hands ceaselessly waving as he flung out knife after knife, seemingly directing the direction of the storm itself.
Flying daggers swirled in the storm, constantly changing direction, with a crisp whistling sound that came in waves. Each impact caused huge changes around Lin Ye's body, sometimes making it seem as if his body was about to be struck by the flying dagger. However, this never happened. Amidst the swirling flying daggers, Lin Ye stood upright and unwavering, like a single flying dagger itself.
A sharp whistling sound, in the midst of a violent storm, suddenly rang out, the voice was sharp and piercing, stimulating everyone's eardrums. In an instant, Lin Ye's hands rose high, and in front of him, a huge black bird swooped past with a whoosh.
Another closer look, and it was not a black bird at all, but the flying knives from before, which had formed this shape after continuously colliding with each other. And on the body of this "black bird", there were densely packed flying knives, all with their tips pointing forward, connected like a single entity.
The airflow had completely left Lin Ye's side, their last state was to follow this black bird, adding its shape to the maximum speed. This bird, composed of flying knives, brought a thunderous momentum, and rushed towards one of the masked men in front of him with madness.
"Black Wing Dance in the Sky~~~"
This was a new move that Lin Ye had come up with after his previous experience in the Mantra Array. Although it took some time to activate, its power was extremely strong. After launching this attack, more than half of the demonic energy within Lin Ye's body was also consumed.
"Boom~~~" A loud rumbling sound was heard, and the black birds scattered. The powerful airflow caused Lin Ye's figure to retreat dozens of steps further away.
After dodging left and right, he stabilized his footsteps and immediately looked towards the place where he had just attacked.
