From the start of their fight until now, only a few dozen breaths have passed.
Even the Pseudo-Immortal- immortal Mystic Bone High Person had already been defeated.
His body was pinned to the ground by Su Ting's Lightning Hegemon Spear, the spear crackling with lightning, constantly scorching his flesh.
The Heaven-Burying Bone Sword broke into two pieces, scattered on both sides of the deep pit, and the black aura almost completely dissipated.
Mystic Bone High Person lay at the bottom of the pit, with a charred hole in his chest and another in his abdomen. His breath was as faint as a candle flickering in the wind, with little air inhaled and much air exhaled.
Perhaps this is partly due to the advanced age of the Mystic Bone High Person and his battle against the burning of his life force.
But this also shows that the man in front of us, who is like Thunder God, is truly extremely powerful.
In an instant, the people of the Heavenly Net Hall, who were unable to move, could only gasp in shock, their eyes filled with despair.
From the moment the six Pseudo-Immortal of the Su Imperial Clan appeared, it was already destined that their attack today would be a joke.
Even the Heavenly Net Hall Master, who only possesses the combat power of a Pseudo-Immortal, could never be a match for these six Pseudo-Immortal.
Not to mention the six Pseudo-Immortal, even Lian Ruyue alone is not yet the current Palace Master of the Heavenly Net Hall.
"Master!!!"
On the other side, the Lord of the Heavenly Net Hall, who was fighting with Lian Ruyue, let out a furious roar.
The sound was heart-wrenching, filled with boundless rage and murderous intent, and it exploded across the heavens and earth.
At the same time, the power within him surged again.
He possesses the Asura Battle Physique, a battle body that grows stronger with each battle, and the more desperate the situation or the angrier he becomes, the more terrifying the power it unleashes.
Witnessing his master pinned to the ground, his life hanging in the balance, he was consumed by extreme rage, and his Asura Battle Physique was unleashed to an unprecedented degree.
The Lord of the Heavenly Net Hall was shrouded in a blood-red Sha Qi.
The Sha Qi was so thick it was almost tangible, surging and burning around him, making him look like a god of death emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
" Lian Ruyue, you're asking for death!"
The voice of the Heavenly Net Hall Master was like that of a vengeful ghost from the deepest hell, sending chills down one's spine.
Those eyes were completely stained with blood, seemingly devoid of any reason, leaving only pure killing intent.
On the other battlefield, although Su Ting defeated Mystic Bone High Person, he did not seem to directly intervene in his battle with Lian Ruyue.
He hovered in the distance, using the power of thunder to lock down all directions of Mystic Bone High Person, and then quietly watched this scene.
And this should be the last chance for the Lord of the Heavenly Net Hall to kill Lian Ruyue, right?
" Asura Baleful Intent Sword!"
Endless Asura Sha Qi burned around the Heavenly Net Hall Master. The blood- Sha Qi, like boiling magma, frantically condensed in his palm and then transformed into a blood-red longsword over ten feet long.
The sword was covered with ferocious Asura patterns, each one pulsating with a bloodthirsty light.
It's clear that the Lord of the Heavenly Net Hall has used his strongest form, intending to severely injure or even kill Lian Ruyue.
At this moment, he had no other thoughts in his mind.
The idea of ravaging Lian Ruyue seems increasingly unlikely in the event of destroying the Su Imperial Clan.
The only thing he can do now is to take advantage of the fact that the other Pseudo-Immortal are not interfering and decisively kill Lian Ruyue!
As for the Pseudo-Immortal of the Su Imperial Clan, at worst they will perish together.
If he's not having an easy time, the Su Imperial Clan won't be either!
"Heh! You've finally put on an act?"
Upon hearing this, Lian Ruyue sneered, a mocking smile playing on her lips.
Her pink dress billowed wildly in the storm of energy swirling between the two, her body radiating a mystical aura.
Faced with the Heavenly Net Hall Master's surging aura, she did not back down in the slightest.
"You were the ones who attacked and destroyed my Holy Maiden Palace Holy Maiden Palace, and you still want to portray yourselves as good people? Are you, Mo Ketian, really that hypocritical and ridiculous?"
Her voice was cold and sharp, each word like a knife, cutting into the heart of the Lord of the Heavenly Net Hall.
These people destroyed her Holy Maiden Palace and killed hundreds of thousands of the Holy Maiden Palace members. How come they're now making it sound like she, Lian Ruyue, is the one who committed these atrocities?
"Let's fight and settle this once and for all."
Lian Ruyue raised the Nine Palaces Cicada Sword, its tip pointing directly at the Palace Master of the Heavenly Net Hall, tears of blood welling in her eyes. "This Palace Master is here to seek justice for the hundreds of thousands of wronged souls of my Holy Maiden Palace!"
After she finished speaking, the Nine Palaces Cicada Sword in Lian Ruyue's hand began to vibrate wildly, as if countless cicadas were chirping together.
The sword's cry was sharp and mournful, with extremely strong penetrating power, carrying a resolute and sorrowful tone.
Behind Lian Ruyue, the mysterious power of Taiyin gathered and solidified into a huge bright moon, as if the moonlight from the heavens was pouring down.
Above the bright moon, a giant phantom of an autumn cicada clung to the full moon, its wings as thin as cicada wings, its entire body silvery white, radiating a cool moonlight.
With each flutter of a cicada's wings, everyone present except for the Pseudo-Immortal Heavenly Net Army was foaming at the mouth and had their eyes rolled back.
Even though they were imprisoned by the four Pseudo-Immortal, their bodies still convulsed instinctively, and their souls vibrated violently amidst the cicada's chirping, as if they were about to be torn apart.
Boom boom boom!
One figure was blood-red, the other fair and pink; the two figures instantly clashed again.
The Heavenly Net Hall Master's Asura Baleful Intent Sword was imbued with boundless bloodlust, each strike carrying a devastating and violent power. Wherever the sword passed, space was torn apart with blood-red cracks.
His fighting style had completely abandoned defense; every move was a suicidal attack. His Asura Battle Physique was burning wildly, and a continuous stream of Sha Qi surged from his body, seemingly endless.
Lian Ruyue, on the other hand, is the complete opposite.
Her Nine Palaces Cicada Sword was light and graceful, with the moonlight flowing across its blade. Each swing of the sword carried a chilling yet deadly aura.
Instead of confronting the Lord of the Heavenly Net Hall head-on, she used the moonlight as a guide and the cicada's song as a medium to gradually wear down and freeze his Sha Qi.
The crimson Sha Qi and the radiance of the moon clashed wildly between heaven and earth, each clash unleashing a deafening roar.
Blood and silver intertwined, raging from the ground to the sky, turning the entire heavens into a tragic scene.
"Die!"
The Lord of the Heavenly Net Hall roared and unleashed the Asura Baleful Intent Sword, a hundred-foot-long crimson sword beam tearing through the void and striking Lian Ruyue's face.
Lian Ruyue neither dodged nor evaded, holding the Nine Palaces Cicada Sword horizontally in front of her, while the phantom of an autumn cicada on the full moon behind her suddenly flapped its wings.
A beam of silvery-white moonlight shot out from between the cicada's wings, colliding violently with the crimson sword light.
"Boom--!!!"
A terrifying shockwave swept in all directions, completely evaporating the sea of clouds that stretched for thousands of feet, and even leveling several mountain peaks below.
Although the Heavenly Net Hall army was restrained, many of them still coughed up blood and turned ashen-faced from the aftershocks.
The crimson sword light and the pillar of moonlight vanished simultaneously.
Lian Ruyue retreated a hundred feet, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, but her smile grew even brighter.
Because she saw that the Sha Qi surrounding the Lord of the Heavenly Net Hall was much thinner than before.
Although the Asura Battle Physique grows stronger with each battle, it ultimately has its limits.
His outburst just now had consumed too much of his Sha Qi.
"What? Tired already?" Lian Ruyue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said sarcastically, "Weren't you very impressive when you destroyed my Holy Maiden Palace?"
In reality, their actual fighting strength has always been roughly equal.
The reason I was in such a sorry state at the Holy Maiden Palace was simply because the Lord of the Heavenly Net Hall had already stepped into the pseudo- Immortal Realm realm.
Now she is also Pseudo-Immortal, and is no longer bothered by the Supreme Mysterious Yin Soul.
It could be said that she performed even better than before!
The Lord of the Heavenly Net Hall gritted his teeth, his bloodshot eyes blazing with murderous intent.
He knew, of course, that his performance was declining, but at this point he was in a difficult situation.
The master's fate is unknown, the army is imprisoned, and the five Pseudo-Immortal covetously.
He realized that continuing to fight with Lian Ruyue would only result in mutual destruction!
He... probably really won't be able to leave today.
But he was not willing to give up.
" Lian Ruyue!" he roared, raising the Asura Baleful Intent Sword once more, "Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!"
His Sha Qi surged once more, and his figure began to blur, as if he were about to merge with the blood-red longsword.
Lian Ruyue sneered, raised the Nine Palaces Cicada Sword above her head, and the phantom of the autumn cicada on the full moon behind her fully unfurled its wings, the silvery moonlight enveloping her entire body.
"Then let's see whether you die first, or I perish first."