Chapter Ninety-Four: A Pyrrhic Victory
The night seemed to be ending early.
As Yan Chong's voice suddenly spread, the seals of both hands pushed violently towards Ling Fan.
A huge lightsaber suddenly rose from in front of him, like a newborn rising sun, instantly slashing across the sky, dispelling the original darkness and heading straight for the top of Ling Fan's head.
The sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, this sound was like the sky falling apart, even if you stood very far away, you had to block your ears when you heard this sound.
As the target of this lightsaber, at this time, blood was already slowly flowing out of Ling Fan's ears.
Watching the lightsaber approach little by little, Ling Fan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
At this time, he was very sure of his previous guess, that is, this lightsaber had already locked on him, and no matter how he dodged, he could only fight hard in the end.
Moreover, on top of this lightsaber, bursts of powerful coercion were constantly released, even if there were eight defensive formations to assist in resisting, Ling Fan in the formation could still feel the strength of this coercion.
If there was no formation, Ling Fan could guess that under such coercion, even if he didn't lock his aura, he wouldn't be able to dodge it at all. Even if you want to move a single step, it will be extremely difficult!
Looking at Ling Fan's thin body hiding in the formation, looking at the faint look of surprise in Ling Fan's eyes, Yan Chong in the distance, although he was out of breath, although the golden light in his eyes was almost gone, he still couldn't hide his excitement.
"Ling Fan, you're going to die this time!" Yan Chong's loud laughter was extremely harsh at this time, but even if Ling Fan had the heart to refute, he had to keep silent when he saw the lightsaber on top of his head, and he had to defend himself with all his might.
From a distance, this lightsaber didn't feel huge, but until it reached the top of Ling Fan's head, it gave Ling Fan the feeling as if the entire sky was pressed down.
Syllable!
Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded above Ling Fan's head, and immediately after, a faint light shield suddenly dissipated into the air.
This light mask was the outermost defensive formation, and as this light mask shattered, the coercion Ling Fan felt instantly increased dramatically, pressing his originally straight lumbar spine and forcing him to bend down a bit.
It's like mortals worshipping heaven and earth.
Indeed, what this lightsaber contains is the rules of heaven and earth!
Before the first defensive formation could get close, just the pressure on the sword had already crushed it.
In this regard, although Ling Fan was unwilling, he was more helpless.
"Hey, it seems that these defensive arrays don't work at all!"
While Ling Fan sighed in his heart, the remaining seven defensive formations seemed to be cooperating with Ling Fan's words, and they actually shook violently together.
Especially the outermost layer, the shaking is even more violent, and in just a few moments, there are already countless cracks.
Syllable!
Another sound, representing the outermost shattering, and at the same time, this sound seemed to open the prelude to the shattering of the formation.
Immediately after, Ling Fan was not given time to react at all, and six sounds in a row sounded almost at the same time.
In the blink of an eye, the eight defensive arrays that Ling Fan had arranged had not even touched the lightsaber, and they had all been shattered without consuming a trace of the power of the lightsaber!
Without the blocking of the defensive array, the powerful coercion directly hit Ling Fan's body.
This kind of pressure was like the peak of the sky, and it actually directly caused Ling Fan's back to bow down completely.
The speed of the light saber in the sky was not fast, but this slow speed consumed Ling Fan's already small physical strength.
At this time, Ling Fan couldn't even lift his head under the lightsaber, his whole body was constantly trembling, the beads of sweat on his face were dripping like flowing water, and his long hair was scattered.
Seeing Ling Fan's tragic condition, Yan Chong immediately burst out laughing.
"Ling Fan, die!"
While Yan Chong spoke, there was another change in his hands, and another seal was suddenly pushed out by him again.
With the appearance of this seal, the originally slow lightsaber suddenly accelerated, and the distance that was originally one zhang away from Ling Fan was cut in half in the blink of an eye!
At such a speed, Ling Fan didn't even have time to react, he could only barely raise the bladeless sword and lay it across his head, wanting to use it to block the huge lightsaber falling from the sky.
But although the bladeless sword is also a long sword, it can be compared to the lightsaber above the head, but it is like a dwarf!
Whether it is size, or momentum, or power, it cannot be compared.
Watching the lightssaber gradually approaching the top of Ling Fan's head, and feeling the incomparable momentum on the lightsaber, everyone seemed to have seen the tragic situation of Ling Fan being seriously injured and even hacked to death under the lightsaber.
Among them, Yan Chong is even more so.
At this time, he had even laughed proudly in advance.
But as soon as his laughter came out, it stopped abruptly.
The reason why it stopped was not because the lightsaber was blocked, but because of the voice that suddenly came out of Ling Fan's mouth.
"Ahh
This voice was like a scream, and when others heard it, they just felt a little sharp, but when it fell on Yan Chong's ears, it was like a condensed sword, actually cutting through the void, as if it could not be defended, and it went straight to his soul!
This roar was the Dao technique that Ling Fan hadn't used for a long time, and it was also the only soul attack he knew, the corpse roar!
Soul attacks, few people among the monks understand, and few people know how to defend against them, and Yan Chong, who has not much experience, knows very little about such attacks.
Every time Ling Fan used the corpse song, he could almost see miraculous results, and this time he used it at a critical moment, and it really lived up to Ling Fan's expectations!
This soul attack pierced Yan Chong's soul almost instantly, and under Yan Chong's defenselessness, it only trembled Yan Chong's soul in an instant.
But Yan Chong was still in the blood sacrifice after all, and his soul strength was also reluctantly raised to the Jindan stage by the blood sacrifice technique.
Ling Fan's soul strength had already reached the early stage of Jindan, which was about the same as Yan Chong at this time, so under the fight, the bodies of the two shook at the same time, and a trance feeling appeared in the eyes of the two at the same time, and blood was spurted out by the two at the same time.
Soul attack, the competition is the soul, it is not too much to say that it hurts the enemy by one thousand and self-damage by eight hundred.
But although the two of them were equally injured, it was this tremor that not only made the handprints of Yan Chong's hands appear a little flawed. Moreover, it also made the blood sacrifice time that he could have been able to hold on to until the lightsaber fall, and it was instantly consumed!
The blood sacrifice disappeared, the golden light in his eyes also completely dissipated, and the strength in his body disappeared in an instant, and he fell directly to the ground.
Seeing the ever-changing battle, such a scene suddenly appeared, and all the Yan Gang people immediately exclaimed.
However, while they exclaimed, so did the others.
It's just that the reasons for their exclamations are different, one is because Yan Chong fell in a coma, and the other is because the lightsaber that no one controls above Ling Fan's head, although it is dimmed by most of it, although it is still dissipating rapidly, but before it dissipates, it will obviously still fall on Ling Fan's head!
At this time, Ling Fan had not fully recovered from the trance just now, and in such a state, he didn't even have time to mention his true qi, and the lightsaber above his head had already fallen.
The huge lightsaber was only a zhang long, but even so, this lightsaber was still full of the aura of the golden pill period.
A moment later, when Ling Fan had just regained his senses, but before he could invoke his True Qi, this lightsaber had already collided with the Bladeless Sword that Ling Fan had raised in advance.
Rumble!
A huge roar suddenly sounded, and in the center of the collision, a dazzling white light immediately erupted.
This white light is like a new sun, making the original night instantly turn into day. At this time, Ling Fan was in the center of this white light.
The dazzling white light blocked everyone's view, making it impossible for outsiders to see what was going on.
Until the half-ring passed, the white light gradually dissipated, and everyone did not exclaim when they saw the scene.
However, the absence of exclamation does not mean that these people are not surprised, and, on the contrary, the silence is a sign of everyone's greater surprise.
At this time, in the center of the explosion, the original open space has been replaced by a large crater with a radius of three feet.
In the center of the big pit, Ling Fan was still standing in place with a bladeless sword in his hand. Although his breath was weak, his body was covered in blood, he couldn't see his face clearly, and even his hair was half scorched, but his swollen eyes could still be opened slightly, but it proved that he was still alive!
Roar!
After a brief period of calm, endless cheers erupted from the mouths of all the Dao Sect Sects.
Contrary to the performance of the Dao Sect people, all the people of the Yan Gang, looking at Ling Fan, who was seriously injured but still upright, suddenly sighed, and actually couldn't raise the slightest fighting spirit, slowly gathered around Yan Chong, picked Yan Chong on his back, and walked out.
Everyone knew that this battle was no longer necessary with Yan Chong unconscious.
Under the leadership of the only deputy gang leader of the Yan Gang who can still maintain his combat strength, he left decisively.
The direction they left was the 15th Cave House.
There, it was the place that was left for the Yan Gang after the success of the challenge of the Dao Sect.
Looking at the cheering Dao Sect and the Yan Gang who left silently, all the onlookers did not discuss, some just sighed.
However, just as these people sighed, an obscene voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.
"Ling Fan, on behalf of the Qing Gang of the Twelfth Cave Mansion, you have launched a challenge to the Dao Sect, should you fight?"