Chapter 186 Confrontation
The spear in his hand had been replaced by a long sword, the sword body was flowing with a faint blue light, and every swing was accompanied by a hissing sound, adding a bit of chill.
"This time, no one can help you."
Guo Polu stood in the distance, surrounded by slowly flowing spiritual energy, his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were as cold as a snake, and he locked his eyes on Shangguan Jiannan.
As he finished speaking, the air around him seemed to grow even colder, and his robes rustled in the cold wind.
Suddenly, he moved, and like a ghost, he shuttled through the snow-covered passage, pointing his sword directly at Shangguan Jiannan, his eyes full of determination and terror.
Shangguan Jiannan was even more frightened when he saw this, and his face became increasingly gloomy. He watched the white shadow rushing towards him in the cold current, and thought to himself that something was not good.
However, in the face of crisis, Shangguan Jiannan quickly adjusted his mentality, and the Killing Heaven Sword in his hand drew sharp sword beams, which resonated with the surrounding strong wind and made bursts of harsh sounds.
He knew very well that the only way to have a chance of survival was to go all out at this moment.
The fire flashed and disappeared quietly in mid-air, leaving behind a thick spiritual energy in the air that seemed to be able to freeze breathing.
This power burst out from the two people's bodies, quickly intertwining and entangled, forming a storm that cannot be underestimated.
"Boom!" Along with the loud noise of the confrontation between the two, the ice walls on both sides of the corridor were vulnerable and turned into snowflakes all over the sky, floating down lightly, instantly decorating the surroundings into a world covered in silver.
The cold was so intense that the ice beneath their feet could not withstand the impact of this force, and fine cracks appeared that spread rapidly.
Shangguan Jiannan's face looked extremely ugly due to nervousness. The Sky-Slaying Sword in his hand could not exert its full power in this extremely cold place. In addition, the biting cold air surrounding Guo Polu put him at a disadvantage.
As the two forces confronted each other, Shangguan Jiannan's disadvantage became increasingly obvious.
Suddenly, Guo Polu shouted loudly, and the hilt of the sword that he was holding tightly in both hands shook violently. The sword made a sharp sound, and a powerful freezing force surged out like a tide, instantly enveloping Shangguan Jiannan.
Shangguan Jiannan's Lutian Sword began to fade under the cold air, gradually changing from its original red to dark red, as if its edge had been frozen.
"No, this won't work!" Shangguan Jiannan was anxious. He stepped back repeatedly with a gloomy face.
He knew very well that he was slightly inferior in terms of spiritual energy cultivation and actual combat ability. What's more, in this environment which was extremely favorable to Guo Polu, the advantage of the Slaying Heaven Sword disappeared and instead became a burden.
"What should I do..." Shangguan Jiannan was extremely anxious, his eyes flickering, but he couldn't find a solution.
Guo Polu took advantage of the situation and pursued him, swinging his sword again. The cold light swept over like a storm, and he vowed to defeat Shangguan Jiannan in one fell swoop.
"Take it!" Guo Polu's voice was cold and firm. A life-and-death battle was taking place fiercely in this snow-covered corridor.
When Shangguan Jiannan was defeated, Guo Polu was secretly proud of himself. He approached with light steps, and there was a chill in his eyes that should not be underestimated.
Recalling the battle in the Netherworld, he had never been at a disadvantage, and now that the situation had reversed, he was even more motivated.
He came close like a shadow, and with a wave of his sword, a chilling air swept up the surrounding ice and snow in an instant, shrouding Shangguan Jiannan in silver.
With a deafening roar, the wind and snow were blown away by a powerful force. Shangguan Jiannan staggered out, his face as pale as paper, his eyes full of disbelief.
He vomited blood, and red plum blossoms fell on the snow, which was shocking.
The severe pain surged like a tide, causing his body to tremble slightly. The Sky-Slaying Sword suddenly pierced into the ground, causing ice to crack and splash everywhere, revealing his embarrassment.
Just as Shangguan Jiannan was catching his breath, Guo Polu had already followed him like a shadow and launched another attack.
As "Xuanying Huifeng" was hummed softly, the tip of the sword lightly tapped, bringing up a fierce storm; "Zhiyang Jianqi" followed closely behind, the sword light was like fire, cutting through the sky, leaving behind pieces of burning afterimages.
In the interweaving of fire and wind, the fallen leaves were dancing stubbornly against the wind. The flames on them were blazing, and although they had weakened a little, they were still powerful.
Guo Polu pressed forward step by step, his long sword like a dragon, accurately cutting off Shangguan Jiannan's sword energy in mid-air. Immediately afterwards, an earth-shaking explosion shook the entire corridor.
The fiery air currents raged and the ice melted rapidly. However, the sea of fire was instantly torn apart by a more powerful force, revealing Guo Polu's unstoppable offensive.
The battle between the two was like a contest between ice and fire, and every confrontation was terrifying.
Faced with this sudden change, Shangguan Jiannan could only grit his teeth and prepare for even more intense challenges.
A figure in white, gently surrounded by a faint blue light, quietly appeared in Shangguan Jiannan's sight.
He widened his eyes in astonishment and muttered to himself, "This... has no effect?" The scene before him was so weird that he couldn't believe it.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Seeing a mysterious smile on Guo Polu's lips, Shangguan Jiannan was shocked and exclaimed in a low voice.
He knew very well the power of his two sword techniques combined, but they had no effect on Guo Polu. How could he not be shocked? The smile on Guo Polu's face became more and more sinister. Seeing Shangguan Jiannan's face that was so gloomy that it could drip water, he felt an indescribable excitement in his heart.
Shangguan Jiannan took a deep breath, closed his eyes and concentrated, and the fragments of memory taught by the Lord of the Slaughtering Sword emerged in his mind. That was the source of his power.
Although his body was shaking from weakness, Shangguan Jiannan still held on and slowly raised the Slaughtering Heaven Sword.
The sword body trembled slightly, as if whispering, and then he stomped on the ground suddenly, causing the ground to explode. A majestic momentum burst out from his body and rushed towards Guo Polu like a storm.
In Dantian, the spiritual energy was surging like a river. It was instantly drawn away and condensed into the full force of this attack.
Shangguan Jiannan's figure was as fast as lightning, and with a flash of red light, he was already in front of Guo Polu.
Seeing this, Guo Polu did not dare to underestimate it. The overflowing spiritual energy showed that this attack was extraordinary and enough to compete with him.
However, Guo Polu quickly regained his composure, with a hint of disdain on his lips: "Humph, it's just bluffing. How much trouble can a mere Sword King Realm cause?"
After saying that, he shook his wrist, and a milky white light shone brightly, carrying an chilling aura and bloody energy, and confronted Shangguan Jiannan's attack head-on.
When the two swords collided, sparks flew, air currents surged, and the air around them seemed to solidify.
There were bursts of roars coming from under the ice, as if even the earth was shaking.
The two men each took several steps back, leaving a deep groove on the ground, recording the traces of this fierce confrontation.
At this moment, the confrontation between the two was like a tit-for-tat between two opponents, neither of them giving in.
And their swords seemed to have life, telling of their respective pride and indomitable spirit in the fierce collision.