Big Moon Ballad

Suman's curses echoed in the cold wind.

The surrounding Xirong nobles looked over in surprise. No one had ever seen Suman so angry before, and the reason for his anger was even more difficult for everyone to understand.

"Ancestor, why are you so angry?"

A high-level practitioner came closer and said, "Master Dun'ou and Master Wumao are also thinking about the royal court. Regardless of whether that woman is Shao Siming or not, we should get rid of her as soon as possible."

Too many strange things happened today, not only the cavalry, but also the practitioners suffered a lot after the slaves were mobilized. This made the nobles of Xirong, who were still barely able to remain calm, unable to remain calm.

No matter whether there is really a ghost or not, all the strange things revolve around that woman. Then killing that woman, isn't it the right thing to do now?

One by one, his own practitioners fell into the hands of humble slaves, and the only two heavenly ones were detained by Suman. Many Xirong nobles were already dissatisfied.

Among ten thousand people, the only ones who can take the heads of enemy generals are heaven-level practitioners. Chunyu Dun'o and Chunyu Wumao rushed over to kill Ying Baoyue at this time. They couldn't be braver or wiser. What could Suman have to be angry about?

Are you still afraid of being retaliated against later?

The high-level practitioner next to Suman grinned, "Ancestor, even if you kill Young Siming, Great Siming will not come back alive to settle accounts with us."

He thought he had told a good joke, but he never thought that Suman would be even more angry.

"idiot!"

Suman slapped his descendant, "Do you think Shao Siming is so easy to kill?"

He knew in his heart that he actually didn't blame his descendants for thinking so. If it weren't for the move that Ying Baoyue showed before, Suman believed that Chunyu Dun'o and Chunyu Wumao would not even choose to attack together, but would only choose one-on-one, otherwise it would damage their pride as heaven-level practitioners.

Two heaven-level practitioners who had been famous for many years joined forces to kill a heaven-level practitioner who had just broken through. The result was a sure thing, and there was no chance of a miss.

It should be so.

But if this girl is really Shao Siming...

This is not the case.

The speed of Chunyu Dunbo and Chunyu Wumai was so fast that no one could stop them. By the time Zhao Guang realized it, two figures had appeared in front of Ying Baoyue, so close that the tips of their noses could almost touch.

"what!"

Zhao Guang screamed in horror, and the moment he screamed, the battle was over.

The huge collision between the wind pressure and the true essence knocked him away, and he flew more than ten steps before falling to the ground with a bang.

All the cavalry and practitioners within a dozen feet or so of the surrounding area leaned back and retreated, and for a moment the troops were in chaos.

"Get up. Boy, are you still alive?"

Baili Celing grabbed Zhao Guang's palm and pulled him up. Zhao Guang stood up with his sword in hand. Regardless of the severe pain all over his body, he anxiously looked in the direction where Ying Baoyue was standing.

The place where Ying Baoyue was originally located turned into a huge pit, and countless dust rose into the sky, making it difficult for people to see what was going on inside.

This movement was like being hit by a trebuchet.

Zhao Guang was horrified and asked in a trembling voice, "Where is Baoyue?"

"She's fine," Baili Celing, whose eyesight was better than his, stared at the bottom of the pit, "she won."

"Win? I didn't even see the fight start!"

Zhao Guang was speechless, what kind of battle is this! ?

On the battlefield of the Beginner and Intermediate Ceremony, he had watched Ying Baoyue's battles countless times. But never like this, it was over before he even saw the beginning.

At this time, the other cavalrymen around them who were knocked off their feet by the wind gradually came to their senses.

"Look!"

The smoke and dust at the bottom of the pit dispersed with the wind, revealing only a thin figure.

"God of immortality!"

"It's a devil! He's possessed by a devil!"

After seeing everything at the bottom of the pit, huge screams erupted from the surroundings. Both the Xirong cavalry and the Xirong practitioners were frozen in place, staring blankly at everything in front of them.

Zhao Guang was also stunned.

Ying Baoyue stood at the bottom of the pit, her red clothes fluttering.

The two heaven-level cultivators from Xirong who had rushed towards her fell face down on the ground. Their faces were buried silently in the soil, and there were no visible wounds on their bodies.

The swords of Chunyu Dunwei and Chunyu Wumao had been broken by Ying Baoyue before, so when they attacked, they did not use swords, but used the strength of their palms.

Ying Baoyue's Sunset Sword was stuck in the soil on the side, and it seemed that she didn't move the sword. Zhao Guang did not hear the sound of weapons clashing just now.

So how did these three fight?

Zhao Guang looked at the two Xirong Tianjie lying on the ground and murmured, "Are they dead?"

Baili Celing frowned. After observing carefully for a moment, he shook his head and said, "He's still alive."

Chunyu Dunbo and Chunyu Wumao both still have breath, but just...

"It's just that all the meridians in their bodies are broken."

Zhao Guang took a breath.

A practitioner who has all his meridians cut off is no different than dead. A heavenly practitioner may still be able to survive, but he will not be able to practice in this life.

In an instant, two Heavenly Rankers were abolished at the same time.

is it possible?

"How is that possible? How did she... hit her?"

It stands to reason that in a battle between cultivators of the same realm, even if they are not evenly matched, such a terrifying crushing state cannot occur.

What's more, there were two people just now! Two heavenly levels took action at the same time!

Zhao Guang almost roared. At this time, he could understand why the Xirong practitioners around him who saw this scene were going crazy, shouting that they were possessed by ghosts and gods.

After all, Chunyu Dunbo and Chunyu Wumao had their meridians cut off, but they didn't even have any scars on their bodies. It was really weird.

"No, there are scars."

Baili Celing's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. He finally saw scars on the two people, but he was even more frightened after seeing them. "Look at the backs of those two people's necks."

Zhao Guang looked closely and saw a bloody hole the size of a finger on the back of Chunyu Dun'o's and Chunyu Wumao's necks, near the back of their heads.

"Could it be that……"

Zhao Guang looked at Ying Baoyue's fingers and found a blood stain on the index finger of her right hand.

tick.

tick.

The blood drops on Ying Baoyue's fingertips fell on the grass blades. She glanced down and pursed her lips.

"Baoyue, what's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

Zhao Guang walked to the edge of the pit with difficulty and shouted down.

Although Ying Baoyue won, she didn't look happy. Could it be that she suffered some internal injury?

"No injuries," Ying Baoyue shook her head, "It's just that I struck too hard just now and shouldn't have."

She didn't intend to break the meridians in these two people's bodies, she just planned to make them unable to get up again. But she didn't expect that her body hadn't gotten used to regaining its strength yet. She still used a lot of force when she struck out, just like when she was at a low level before. As a result, she struck harder.

"This……"

Zhao Guang was speechless. He suddenly realized that Ying Baoyue had been facing opponents far higher than her since she participated in the preliminary ceremony. She has been fighting across borders and surpassing the limits of practitioners.

So the fighting habit she developed when she was at a low level didn't change for a while, and the result became like this?

So how strong was she originally?

"Speaking of which, I remember Shao Siming had a nickname ten years ago," Baili Celing said suddenly, remembering the rumors he heard in the past.

"What nickname?" Zhao Guang couldn't help asking.

"Do you know what she used to be called?"

At the same time, Suman stared gloomily at the bottom of the pit and spoke slowly.

"Shao Si ordered Lin Baoyue, who was once called..."

The two voices overlapped in the cold wind.

"Heaven-level killer."

comeback battle

Baoyue: I have been a pauper in cultivation for more than a thousand chapters, and suddenly I have money and I don’t even want to spend it.