Fulan stopped dodging, and with a wave of his right hand, a huge sword aura slashed towards Hela.
Facing the oncoming sword energy, Hela used her bone whip to lift herself up.
Click!
The bone whip was severed by the sword energy, while Hela flew over it unharmed.
Hela landed on the ground, quickly pushed off with her legs, and rushed towards Fulan at an extremely fast speed.
The blade, dripping with flesh and blood, aimed straight for Fulan's head.
Fulan pushed off with both legs, retreating rapidly on the momentum of the sword energy.
Judging from Hela's skill and speed just now, he understood that if he were to fight Hela in close combat, he would be defeated in less than two rounds.
With a thought, countless sword energies swept towards Hela like a hurricane.
Countless hard bone whips burst forth from her back, enveloping Hela like a silkworm cocoon.
The sword energy clashed with the bone whip.
Fragments of the bone whip flew everywhere, scattering across the entire platform, while Hela herself remained completely unharmed.
Hela's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.
Fulan was moving too fast; I simply couldn't keep up.
Although his injuries weren't fatal, continuing like this wasn't a sustainable solution.
Looking at the knife she held in her hand, Hela thought of Ye Yiqing's swordsmanship.
Several sword energies slashed towards her, Hela nimbly dodged them while simultaneously extending her bone whip to strike her opponent.
Lanke nimbly dodged and unleashed several more sword strikes, but Hela also dodged; even if she was hit, her wounds would heal rapidly.
The two remained locked in a stalemate.
While dodging Fulan's attacks, Hela kept recalling every detail of Ye Yiqing's swordsmanship.
Breathing rhythm, muscle movements, and points of exertion—these were all flashing through Hela's mind.
Finally, after Hela dodged several sword strikes, she suddenly exerted force with her legs, and her whole body struck Fulan like a bolt of lightning.
The sudden acceleration caught Fulan off guard, and a large gash was slashed into his left shoulder.
Blood splattered, and before she could even cover her wound, Hela turned around and swung her sword again.
A blade of light, sharp as a tooth, slashed towards him, but Fulan quickly unleashed several sword energies to deflect it.
The sword energy was shattered, Hela retaliated by kicking her opponent in the stomach, sending him flying.
At the same time, he swung his knife at him from the spot.
... but no sword energy was unleashed.
Hela tilted her head, looked at the knife in her hand, and scratched her head.
That shouldn't be the case. Ye Yiqing could unleash sword energy when he was at the ' High Rank ' level, so why can't I wield a sword like him when I'm trying to imitate him?
After thinking about it, he suddenly remembered that Ye Yiqing seemed to have said something to him before.
'Sword energy has little to do with one's cultivation level or power; its generation mainly depends on your own Sword Intent.'
Sword Intent? How do you obtain that?
Hela was completely baffled.
Fulan knelt a few meters in front of Hela, clutching his abdomen, looking extremely pained.
Hela didn't seem to use much force in her kick, yet she shattered one of Fulan's ribs.
His internal organs were also damaged.
Putting aside the extent of the damage, Fulan felt like he was going to die from the pain alone.
"Waaaaah~!"
Seeing Fulan sweating profusely in pain, Ailin, who was entangled, struggled desperately.
Fulan struggled to his feet, gave Ailin a reassuring look, then looked at Hela, a sword aura forming in his hand.
Hela shook her head, deciding to drop the idea of sword energy; she wasn't good at it anyway.
However, you should definitely develop what you're good at.
Crimson blood covered the bone knife in her hand, and she Hela at Fulan again, unleashing a blood-red sword aura.
Fulan also unleashed several sword strikes.
The crimson sword energy, like a shark fin, slid along the ground and collided with several other sword energies.
The two immense forces collided instantly.
The sword energy exploded at the same moment, and the sword energy composed of blood also splashed out, splattering onto the floor.
It works!
When blood is used as sword energy to slash out, it is indeed no different from real sword energy.
Hela charged at Fulan at full speed, while Fulan retreated and attacked simultaneously, his feet treading on sword energy.
Hela activated the cloak around her waist to take flight and engage Fulan in aerial combat.
The giant eye in the sky, like God, calmly watched the two of them.
During the battle, Hela didn't know why, but her opponent was able to dodge almost every single one of her attacks.
The opponent's sword energy left marks on his body with almost every strike.
Against an opponent of Fulan's strength, Hela would have killed him several times over under normal circumstances.
Hela looked at Ailin on the ground and should now understand why.
Hela suddenly abandoned dodging and defense, and charged towards her opponent recklessly.
Although Fulan sensed something was amiss, he immediately launched his attack.
Countless sword energies intertwined like spider silk in front of Fulan, quickly forming a net.
With a push of his right hand, the net of sword energy crashed towards Hela.
Hela did not dodge, but increased her speed to meet the net head-on.
Pfft...!
A series of slicing sounds rang out as Hela's body was easily cut into countless pieces by the net.
The cloak was also chopped up and fell onto the platform along with Hela's pieces of flesh.
"Huh?" Fulan was taken aback. It was solved so easily?
He could hardly believe it as he slowly descended onto the platform, stepping on the sword energy.
Seeing Hela indeed cut into pieces and motionless, Fulan breathed a sigh of relief.
He hurried over to Ailin.
"Don't worry, I'll save you right away!"
He took two steps and stepped on the fragments of the bone whip that had fallen to the ground earlier.
Pfft!
The fragments seemed to trigger a mechanism, instantly transforming into bone spurs that pierced the soles of his feet.
"Ah!"
Fulan stumbled and fell to the ground.
Gently grasping the bone spur, trying to pull it out, all the fragments on the platform began to wriggle.
They all turned into terrifying-looking insects and pounced on Fulan.
Nearly a hundred insects crawled on Fulan's body, tearing at his flesh incessantly.
Fulan continued to resist and struggle, with thin wisps of sword energy swirling around him.
However, the speed of destruction was far slower than Hela's regeneration, and her entire body quickly turned blood red.
"Waaaaah--!"
Ailin's eyes were filled with tears, and she kept twisting her body, trying to break free.
Fulan glanced at Ailin, then raised his hand and slashed a sword aura at her.
The sword energy sliced precisely through the flesh that bound Ailin.
Ailin fell down, and the flesh and blood behind her rushed towards her, trying to entangle her again.
There was a shard of glass in front of Ailin. Without thinking, she picked it up and held it against her neck.
"Stop! Or I'll kill myself!"
"Whoosh!"
The moment Ailin cried out, the eyeball in the air made another sound, clearly not wanting Ailin to die.
Hela also stopped biting Fulan, slowly gathering and transforming into human form.
One hand gripped his neck, the other grabbed his arm, and they pinned him to the ground.
"Release Fulan! Otherwise, you'll never get my hands on me!"
Ailin's face was covered in tears as the blade pressed against her neck pierced the skin, drawing out a trickle of blood.
The eyes in the sky were watching her, lost in thought; Hela, on the other hand, appeared completely calm.
"I can let him go, in exchange for my life, are you willing?"