"Didn't the Dragon Group already arrive? Why are you in such a hurry? They haven't even shown up yet. I think with their capabilities, they must have gotten information about these people much earlier than we have. If they don't come out to rescue people, why are we in such a rush?" Li Yang said calmly.
"You don't want to save them at all, do you?" Fei Hua said with a cold snort.
“You’re wrong. I never thought that way. I was just analyzing the odds of success or failure. If we’re not careful, we might not only fail to save people, but we could also get ourselves into trouble. Do you understand?” Li Yang said seriously.
"Alright, let's see how it goes~" Although Fei Hua was suspicious of Li Yang's motives, she was eventually convinced by his eyes. His bright and clear eyes didn't seem to be lying at all, so she chose to believe him.
On the mountaintop.
Tucker and Yagyu took on the role of executioners, each holding a person in their hands, standing face to face. Tucker's face was glowing with excitement, the veins in his neck throbbed, his breathing became rapid, and a ferocious smile spread across his lips.
In comparison, Liu Sheng's expression was much calmer. He looked at Tucker quietly without saying a word, but his hands were gripping Zhou Tong and Fan Xian's necks without loosening their grip.
"One!" Nado began to count.
"two!"
When Nadal counted to two, Tucker's fingers began to tighten with excitement, the veins on the back of his hands bulging. Wang Gui and Shu Yi's spines made painful cracking sounds. Although they were extremely unwilling, their tongues still stuck out uncontrollably. It felt as if a huge stone was pressing on their chests, and their lungs were gradually getting hot. Waves of burning pain gradually spread, eventually reaching their entire lungs and chest cavity.
"Three—" When Nado shouted "three," for some reason, he deliberately dragged out the sound.
Yagyu and Teke clenched their fists, gathering their strength, ready to end the lives of several people at any moment. All the energy and focus of the others on the hilltop was also concentrated on them; such a thrilling scene would be strange if it weren't captivating.
"Whoosh—"
Chapter 899: Crisis, Death
A piercing whistle rang out in the air, and a celestial sword seemed to descend from the sky, its dazzling light flashing as it hurtled towards Tucker like a meteor. Almost at the same time as the sword's whistle, the sharp celestial sword was already in front of Tucker, aiming straight for his massive head.
"Holy crap! A cultivator!" Tucker exclaimed, raising Wang Gui and Shu Yi in his hands to meet the immortal sword, a flash of blood appearing. Shu Yi let out a painful scream, a gaping gash appearing on his body, blood spurting out. But the immortal sword, after being stained with blood, emitted a sharp whistle, as if it had come alive, bypassing Shu Yi and Wang Gui and once again striking Tucker's vital throat like a venomous snake.
"roar--"
Tucker let out an angry roar, abandoning the two men. His fists suddenly emitted a jet-black light, and two orbs of light slowly condensed in his hands. He also jumped and moved around in place. His body, which was as heavy as an iron tower weighing more than 200 pounds, was as agile as a monkey. He leaped and darted around in place, while swinging his arms and using the jet-black orbs of light in his hands to meet the sharp immortal sword, which made a loud bang.
As the first immortal sword struck, a rapid whooshing sound echoed through the sky. A domineering young man strode through the air, his eyes like lightning, coldly staring down below. He roared, "Kill them all! Don't let a single one escape!"
Yes~
Several men rushed out from behind him like a whirlwind, their speed astonishing. Each man wielded a dazzling magical weapon, and almost instantly, a man in a suit fell to the ground. They had attacked from behind the Japanese forces, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Japanese experts lay dead in pools of blood, utterly powerless to resist.
"Cultivators!" Jiuying Wanzi exclaimed in surprise. At the same time, he moved and rose into the air. In a flash, he was in front of the cultivators who had suddenly appeared. As he rose into the air, a ball of red energy slowly condensed on his fists. With two loud bangs, he threw out two sword-wielding cultivators, who were immediately sent flying backward, spitting out blood and falling to the ground.
Yagyu Tanichi and Nado roared in anger, simultaneously unleashing their signature techniques. Yagyu Tanichi stood rooted to the spot, his once clear black and white eyes suddenly swirling and turning pitch black, leaving only the pupils devoid of white. At first glance, they resembled two dark, gaping holes rather than human eyeballs. Just as his eyes became completely black, he completed a complex and profound incantation. A tremendous, eerie wind suddenly swept across the ground, carrying a chilling aura, accompanied by agonizing wails and howls of vengeful spirits. The demonic sounds of these cries caused the lower-ranking disciples from both the Japanese and American sides to clutch their ears in agony, collapsing to the ground and writhing in agony. Their pain seemed not merely physical, but as if their very souls were being burned.
The cultivators who had just rushed forward were suddenly attacked by the demonic sounds of the fierce ghosts he summoned. They staggered, their faces turned pale, and their movements slowed down by half a beat. They were all smashed to pieces by the incredibly fast and ferocious Nine-Headed Serpent's punches, their flesh flying everywhere.
Within seconds, two or three of the initially formidable cultivators had fallen, and two or three were severely injured. The group was severely weakened. The young man who was evenly matched with Tak was Fei Ling, the leader of the Dragon Group and Kunlun's eldest disciple. Seeing the scene before him, he was extremely anxious. These Dragon Group members were merely a few disciples randomly selected by several major cultivation sects to help in order to meet government requirements; they were not many true experts.
The only ones still capable of fighting are Wang Feiyun, a disciple of Shushan who wields the Fiery Sword; Lu Zhifei of Maoshan; and Zheng Nuo of Longhushan.
"Lu Zhifei, I'll hold them off for now. You all immediately send a flying sword message to the sect for help!" Fei Ling's strength was already comparable to Tucker's, and with the Cold Light Sword as his weapon, he gradually gained the upper hand and steadily suppressed Tucker. However, defeating and killing him would be somewhat tricky. Therefore, he had time to observe the overall situation and give instructions.
Tucker roared in anger, his fists and feet flying wildly, crushing the rocks beneath his feet and sending them flying everywhere, but he could do nothing against Fei Ling.
Wang Feiyun, Lu Zhifei, and Zheng Nuo hid at the very back from the start, thus escaping the deadly attacks of Jiuying Wanzi and Liu Shengdan. They immediately deployed Wang Feiyun's Shushan Three Talents Formation, barely managing to block Jiuying Wanzi's fierce attacks. Even so, it was extremely difficult. If Jiuying Wanzi were to adapt to the formation and discover its weaknesses, the three of them would immediately suffer brain damage. They had no time to send a flying sword message for help.
"Ah—take this!" A seven-colored immortal sword suddenly shot up from the foot of the mountain, its sharp sword energy slicing through the sky like a rainbow, heading straight for Tucker's head. At the same time, Fei Hua also flew up like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, joining the battle.
Just as Feihua rushed forward and Neon Immortal Sword attempted to take the opportunity to ambush Tak, a golden light, as fast as lightning, struck from the side, blocking Neon Immortal Sword's path. The two beams of light met in mid-air, emitting a piercing clang. With a silent sonic attack, Feihua, who had been rushing forward like a streak of light, suddenly changed her expression, staggered, and fell like a bird struck by an arrow.
The incomparably sharp and powerful Neon Immortal Sword, radiating sword energy, instantly lost its luster as she fell, revealing its true form. It was easily caught in the jaws of a giant golden bat in mid-air. The golden bat's eyes gleamed with a chilling golden light, its golden, mottled mouth still trembling, a mocking smile playing on its lips. It hovered silently in the air, flapping its golden, fleshy wings, coldly watching the falling petals. At the same time, with a slight movement of its wings, its body transformed into a golden streak, hurtling towards the falling petals.
"Flying Flower—" Fei Ling cried out in pain. The cold light sword that had been frantically attacking Tucker in the air let out a sharp whistle, and with a sword cry, it drew a white light and struck the golden bat that was rapidly attacking Fei Hua.
Tucker, who had been frantically dealing with Fei Ling's attacks, suddenly felt a relief. Fei Ling's fierce onslaught had left him dizzy and disoriented. Now that the pressure had eased, he paused, shook his head, and stopped his frantic fist swings. However, the black energy clusters condensed on them continued to roll.
Chapter 900: Sending Someone to Their Death
Startled, Fei Ling, who had been channeling all her power into the Cold Light Sword, felt a sharp pain in her chest, suffering a significant internal injury. However, the Cold Light Sword transformed into a streak of light, striking the enormous golden bat. The golden bat was none other than Prince Nado of the vampire clan in disguise. It was a vampire's specialty; the silent wave attack he had just unleashed was an evolution of the bat's ultrasonic ability. He had further refined and honed this instinctive supernatural power, making it one of his secret weapons, directly attacking the soul and brain. Fei Hua had been caught off guard by this attack; her mind went blank with a deafening roar, and she instantly lost the ability to think and control herself, her body crashing to the ground.
Sensing the chilling sword light behind him, Nado knew that if he attacked Feihua again, he would inevitably be struck by the cold light sword and would have no way to dodge. Moreover, his Bat Golden Body had not yet reached the level of indestructibility and could not withstand the fierce blow of the cold light sword. Nado gritted his teeth and had no choice but to give up the great opportunity to kill Feihua. He turned his body and suddenly swayed, and a golden light flashed in the air, all of which had passed through the fierce blow of the cold light sword.
While ultrasonic attacks are extremely bizarre, this unconventional tactic is only effective when used unexpectedly. Once the opponent is on guard and has shut down their hearing, the attack becomes useless. Moreover, its effect is very short-lived. Feihua had barely landed on the ground with a thud, her body aching all over, when her mind instantly cleared. Even in that short time, without Feiling's Cold Light Sword to rescue her, it would have been enough for Nado to kill or capture Feihua alive.
Now that the opportunity had been lost, Fei Hua leaped up, her face as cold as frost, enraged and ashamed. With a sharp cry, she soared into the air once more, and the Neon Immortal Sword slashed through the air and arrived in front of her, hovering gently, waiting for her attack.
"Feihua, are you alright?" Feiling immediately released Tucker and rushed over, asking with great concern.
"I'm fine, big brother~" Fei Hua was also a survivor, still feeling lingering fear, and her face was still a little pale.
"It's good that you're alright~" Fei Ling felt relieved. The two brothers stood side by side, their eyes cold and their faces grim as they stared at the golden bats still circling in the air and Tucker, who stood like an iron tower on the ground. Tucker had also been in a sorry state. As the wolf king, he was proud and fierce, a supreme being in the werewolf world, a symbol of invincibility. Today, he had been beaten senseless and nearly killed by a mere brat in a single encounter. His anger was palpable.
“A beautiful, tender young lady has arrived. Nado, that boy is yours, but this girl is mine. I’m going to capture her alive and make her pay for the harm I suffered. I’m going to make her wish she were dead and make her willingly become my queen in the end.” Tucker stared at Feihua with a bloodthirsty cruelty, and said to the golden bat in the air with a wicked laugh.
"Tak, don't let your guard down. These two cultivators may look young, but their strength is not to be underestimated. Don't let your guard down unexpectedly." The golden bat in the air moved its mouth slightly, and a deep, resonant male voice immediately rang out. The voice was not loud, but it was deep and resonant, with extremely strong penetrating power, and almost everyone on the mountain could hear it clearly.
At this moment, Lu Zhifei and Zheng Nuo were also in an extremely dangerous situation. He had only grasped the basics of the Heaven, Earth, and Man Three Talents Formation. This formation was created by the founding patriarch of Mount Shu, and its power was immense when used by three people together, second only to Mount Shu's Two Elements Microcosm Formation and Mountain-Protecting Formation. It was one of Mount Shu's most treasured formations. It was profound and mysterious, and could not be mastered without a tremendous amount of effort. He had only grasped the basics, and facing the combined attacks of two powerful experts like Jiuying Wanzi and Liu Sheng Danyi, he quickly became overwhelmed, his defenses opening up numerous weaknesses, and he repeatedly found himself in extremely dangerous situations.
Tucker, hearing Nado's reminder, merely smiled cruelly, not taking his words to heart. His blood-red eyes gleamed with a chilling light, and he licked his scarlet tongue, cruelly laughing, "Hehe, I'm going to have this chick~ Roar—" Tucker roared, and before Nado could react, a dense black energy ball suddenly erupted from his body, swirling violently around him. A powerful pressure instantly spread out, and after a violent swirl of black light, a ferocious giant wolf, definitely over two meters tall and three meters long, appeared before everyone's eyes. Majestic and imposing, its canines gleamed with a menacing light, and its eyes shot out sharp, steel-prick-like light, staring intently at Feihua, putting immense pressure on her.
Fei Ling's fierce attack just now even forced him to not have a chance to transform, but now he also realized that the two young men in front of him were not easy to deal with, so he dared not be careless and had to be on high alert.
Fei Hua was startled when she saw the enormous Tucker, and suddenly remembered Li Yang's presence. She immediately said to Fei Ling, "Brother, that guy Li Yang is still downstairs. Let's call him up?"
"Hmm? Good. Quickly call him up. We're outnumbered and outmatched right now!" Fei Ling said with great joy. Even with Zhou Tong and Shu Yi joining the battle, dealing with the large number of low-level disciples was still extremely dangerous. They were now on the defensive, the difference in numbers was too great, and they couldn't turn the tide. And at the expert level, their strength was far inferior.
"Li Yang, aren't you coming up here? Do you want to see us make a fool of ourselves?" Fei Hua shouted down the mountain. Li Yang was hiding below, watching the show with great amusement. Anyway, these people were no relation to him; if they died, they died—it was clean. Even if they were from the National Security Bureau, all that talk about never abandoning or giving up was just a bunch of childish nonsense; he wouldn't take it seriously.