Sister and Brother in a Bloody Battle!

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

The sound of the rapiers slicing through the air was continuous, like countless poisonous bees frantically flapping their wings in mid-air.

Yue Lingfei's figure on the arena transformed into streaks of black Lightning.

Her movements were devoid of any superfluous techniques; they were all the most direct and deadly killing methods.

Thrust, pick, smear, chop!

Lightning and flames intertwined, forming a massive net of death that completely enveloped Yue Xiaofei.

Every sword strike is aimed straight at the vital point!

Between the eyebrows, throat, heart, and genitals!

Yue Xiaofei gritted his teeth and quickly changed direction on the broken rocks.

He did not use the Hongming Blade to parry.

The Hongming Blade is an ancient, malevolent blade with an overwhelming aura of killing intent. If it were to collide head-on with the Thunderfire Rapier, the immense force of the recoil would travel along the blade.

Yue Lingfei's Divine Marrow, already riddled with holes by the power of the Ancient God, simply could not withstand it and would collapse on the spot!

He could only hide.

They could only use their movements, with the slightest amplitude, to walk on the edge of life and death.

Tear it apart!

The armor on his chest was pierced by the sword tip, revealing a deep, bone-revealing gash, and his flesh was charred black by the raging fire.

Pfft!

The lightning struck the outside of his left arm, instantly numbing the entire area of skin and flesh, and causing blood to gush out.

In just a dozen or so breaths, Yue Xiaofei had seven or eight wounds on his body.

His black Combat Uniform was completely soaked in blood, and thick drops of blood dripped down his clothes, splashing onto the ground and creating glaring blood flowers.

"Hahaha! Well done!"

Divine Descent Crystal, Marcius danced with excitement, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace.

"Yue Xiaofei, where did your arrogance go? Where's your knife? Why aren't you drawing it?!"

"Aren't you the guardian of the Dragon Kingdom? How come you're being chased around like a dog on the arena?!"

The remaining Clergy in the the West camp also joined in the clamor.

"Kill him! Lord Zero! Pierce his heart!"

"The Divine Sequence Awakened of the Dragon Kingdom are nothing special; when faced with their own weaknesses, they don't even have the Courage to resist!"

Down below the stage, everyone on the Dragon Kingdom's side had their hearts in their throats.

Han Duoduo covered her mouth tightly, tears streaming down her face.

Looking at the increasing wounds on Yue Xiaofei's body, she wished she could rush up and shield him from the sword.

"Xiaofei... fight back! If this continues, you'll go into shock from blood loss!"

Li Jiahao's hand rested on the hilt of the Broken Iron Sword, his knuckles trembling slightly from the force.

He was usually carefree and liked to show off, but at this moment, his eyes were filled with seriousness and anger.

"Jiahao, don't move."

Ning Hongye's cold voice came from the side.

Li Jiahao gritted his teeth. "Miss Ning, if Xiaofei doesn't fight back, he really will be stabbed to death! That woman has gone mad; she has no idea who the person in front of her is!"

He knows what he's doing.

Ning Hongye's eyes, covered by a red silk ribbon, were directed towards the arena.

"That's his inner demon, his obsession. If he kills her with his own hands today, his Dao heart will shatter. If she kills him, the Dragon Kingdom will fall."

"This is a hurdle he faces alone; no one can help him."

On the arena.

Yue Lingfei's attacks became increasingly frenzied.

The bloodline of the Ancient God went completely berserk within her, and her eyes, through the eye openings of her Mercury mask, spewed out tangible, dark red flames.

His black robe fluttered wildly in the raging air.

"Die... die... die!!"

She kept repeating monotonous and cold words.

The slender sword in his hand was as fast as Lightning, each strike faster than the last, and the entire area within dozens of meters of the arena was filled with violent thunder and fire Sword Qi.

The hard Black Tortoise Rock ground has been carved with deep, crisscrossing trenches, some several meters deep!

Yue Xiaofei's breathing became heavy.

The dizziness from blood loss began to assault his brain, but his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

As he dodged the deadly sword strikes, he rapidly calculated in his mind.

Although her sister's attacks were fierce, the trajectory of each sword strike carried a certain rigid pattern.

Those were traces of being forcibly controlled by Divine Power runes.

Deep within her soul, there must be a central imprint that continuously issues commands to her body!

Just break that brand!

But to touch that brand, you have to get close!

We must completely break through her defenses and pour our consciousness directly into her spiritual sea!

This is an almost impossible task.

Because Yue Lingfei's surroundings were filled with impenetrable thunder and fire Sword Qi, anyone who got within a meter of her would be instantly turned into mincemeat!

unless...

Use your physical body to withstand it!

To risk one's life for that one moment of close combat!

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of Yue Xiaofei's mouth.

He watched as the sword tore through the air once more, carrying a torrent of lightning and fire, aimed straight at his heart.

This time, he did not back down.

His feet were like the roots of an old tree, firmly planted in place!

The [Black Emperor] Divine Sequence within his body was operating at full power at this moment, and a domineering black aura surged wildly beneath his skin.

But this wasn't for defense; it was to protect his heart from being shattered instantly!

Die!

Marcius let out a sharp roar.

The tip of the Thunderfire Rapier was only three inches away from Yue Xiaofei's heart!

At that critical moment!

Yue Lingfei, whose eyes had been empty and tyrannical, suddenly paused for a very slight moment.

Deep within her fiery eyes, a fleeting glint of human struggle and pain suddenly flashed.

Just as the sword tip was about to pierce Yue Xiaofei's chest, her wrist involuntarily deflected outward by half an inch!

Pfft!

The rapier didn't pierce his heart, but instead plunged deep into Yue Xiaofei's right shoulder!

The Mithril blade pierced through his collarbone, and emerged from his back, crackling with scorching lightning!

Warm blood gushed out from the sword groove and splattered onto Yue Lingfei's Mercury mask.

Clatter

Blood slid down the two carved tear tracks on the mask, making it appear from a distance as if the mask itself was shedding blood tears.

Lightning exploded wildly at Yue Xiaofei's wound, and the smell of burnt flesh and blood instantly filled the air.

The excruciating pain was enough to make even the toughest man faint on the spot.

But Yue Xiaofei didn't even utter a sound.

He even loosened his grip on the Hongming Blade.

Clang!

The ink-gold sword that had accompanied him in slaying countless powerful enemies was casually tossed aside by him in the pool of blood at his feet.

"Xiaofei!!"

Below the stage, Yue Feng let out a heart-wrenching roar as his eye sockets ruptured completely, blood oozing from the corners of his eyes.

He charged toward the arena like a madman, the nine dragon phantoms on his body going berserk.

Yue Xiaofei's hoarse voice rang out in the wind.

"Stop! Don't move!"