Chapter 105 Counterattack
Seeing this, the tall and thin man's face changed slightly, and he whispered to himself, then took a slow step forward. The long sword in his hand exuded an even more eerie aura. There seemed to be traces of past battles on the sword, and the breath of blood and monsters intertwined together, which was chilling.
"Boy, your doomsday has come!" He shouted, jumped up suddenly, swung his long sword, brought up a terrifying storm, and pounced on Shangguan Jiannan.
Shangguan Jiannan remained calm, but in his heart he was already prepared for a fight to the death.
He knew very well that facing such an enemy, any hesitation or retreat would be fatal.
Then, his body shook, and a weak gust of wind surged around him, causing dust to fly, as if even the air was cheering for him.
"Bang bang bang!" Amidst a series of explosions, Shangguan Jiannan and the tall and thin man started a fierce confrontation.
His body movements were strange and unpredictable, and his sword moves were extremely sharp. Every time he swung his sword, it seemed as if he could tear apart space, making it difficult for his opponents to grasp his plan.
The tall and thin man was not to be outdone. He swung his long sword, and the sword light was like a net, trying to trap Shangguan Jiannan in it.
However, in this life-and-death battle, Shangguan Jiannan gradually gained the upper hand with his extraordinary strength and firm will.
He knew very well that only by defeating the enemy before him could he continue to move forward in this underworld.
As a result, he devoted himself to the battle with greater concentration, and every move and every style embodied his desire for survival and his persistence in victory.
Amid the endless roar and echo, a thrilling chase quietly unfolds.
Buzz! Before the sound had died down, another crisp explosion sounded in the air, as if foreshadowing the intensification of the storm.
A man tightened the bowstring and released another arrow. The arrow streaked across the sky, leaving a silver trail.
"The Shadow Escape Technique is treacherous and unpredictable!" he whispered, his tone revealing his assessment of his opponent's abilities.
On the other side, Shangguan Jiannan, with a frosty face, uttered four words softly: "Tianxuan Sword Technique!" Before he finished speaking, his figure had turned into a gust of wind, and the sword light was like a dragon, outlining gorgeous patterns in the air. The sound of the sword chanting was like the weeping of ghosts and gods, but it did not lose a kind of lightness that transcended the world.
As the sword flashed, he easily dodged the arrow that was coming at him with incredible body skills, as if time had stopped for him.
Then, Shangguan Jiannan suddenly jumped up and went straight for the man with the knife like a cheetah pouncing on its prey.
"Humph, it's just a contest of speed."
The man with the long sword curled his lips in disdain, and it was obvious that he did not take Shangguan Jiannan seriously.
However, before he finished his words, the long sword had turned into a sword curtain, covering the sky and the sun. The sword shadows and knife lights intertwined, tinging the sky and the earth with a bit of solemnity.
"Prepare to die!" He laughed wildly, as if he had foreseen the dawn of victory.
But at this critical moment between life and death, a cold black light suddenly broke through the sword shadow, like a ghost in the dark night, making people feel frightened.
"This... how is it possible!" The man with the long sword's pupils suddenly shrank, his face full of disbelief.
With a loud bang, a heat wave surged, and a long black sword arrived and pierced his chest.
His eyes widened, and a faint "you..." sound came out of his throat, full of shock and unwillingness.
At this moment, a disciple's urgent cry came from a distance: "Senior Brother, get out of the way, let me finish him off!" However, this cry became the last echo of his life.
Because before he finished speaking, Shangguan Jiannan had already appeared in front of everyone with his exquisite body movements, and what the disciple holding the bow saw was just a slowly falling body - that was his senior brother.
"Ah!" He exclaimed in surprise, and then became furious. He shot three arrows in succession. The arrows broke through the air and flew straight towards Shangguan Jiannan with destructive power.
But Shangguan Jiannan just smiled calmly, his eyes as sharp as torches, as if everything was under his control.
Facing the fierce attack, Shangguan Jiannan was at ease. He used the shadow escape technique and all the arrows missed.
He rushed forward, and with a flash of sword light, he pierced the enemy's abdomen, blood splattered. The enemy was shocked and his bow dropped and he fell, showing the weakness of the Thunder and Fire Sword Sect.
Shangguan Jiannan sneered and said contemptuously: "The spirit stone belongs to me."
Just as he was about to take the item, he suddenly heard the wall rumble and a figure stumbled out, causing him to look at it intently and exclaim, "Huikong, the mighty Vajra Palm!"
After a series of deafening roars, a figure shot out from the smoke and dust like an arrow, drawing a thrilling arc in the air.
When Shangguan Jiannan witnessed this scene, his face turned pale as paper and his eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.
The figure that was galloping towards him was actually the famous young talent in the martial arts world, the top disciple of Leiyin Temple - Huikong, who had the "Powerful Vajra Palm".
Although he had only had a quick glance with Huikong, the reputation of the four masters had already left a deep impression on Shangguan Jiannan's heart.
At this moment, Huikong appeared in such a miserable state. It was obvious that he had encountered an unprecedented powerful enemy. He was blasted through the wall by an unimaginable force and then thrown mercilessly into the air.
"How could he be here? How could he end up like this?" Shangguan Jiannan's mind was filled with doubts, and at the same time, an indescribable shock surged in his heart.
The opponent's strength, which could force a master like Huikong into a desperate situation, is beyond imagination.
Just as Shangguan Jiannan was immersed in shock, Huikong completed an amazing reversal in mid-air.
He twisted his body and drew an elegant arc in the air like a dragon playing in the water. Then, he pushed his palms forward, and a bright blue light burst out from his palms, instantly wiping away his originally embarrassed image.
With fluttering white clothes, Huikong looked like a celestial being descending from the sky, standing firmly on the ground, with a breathtaking demeanor.
This scene filled Shangguan Jiannan with endless envy and admiration.
He knew very well that such extraordinary skills were not something that ordinary people could achieve, and only the top four masters could master them.
However, just as Shangguan Jiannan was immersed in his own thoughts, Huikong suddenly gave a hurried shout: "Run!" After that, he flashed and shuttled through the woods like a ghost, obviously avoiding some terrible pursuit.
This sudden change caught Shangguan Jiannan off guard. He was still immersed in the joy of looting spirit stones from the disciples of Leihuo Sword Sect, but was instantly brought back to reality by Huikong's shouting.
He looked up at Huikong's anxious back, and an unprecedented sense of crisis surged in his heart.
"Could it be..." Shangguan Jiannan speculated secretly in his heart, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.
He knew very well that this was no place to stay for long and the only way to save his life was to escape as quickly as possible.
So, he gave up the spirit stone in his hand without hesitation, stretched out his body, and followed Huikong into the depths of the dense forest.