Martial Godly Emperor

C1962 Iron will of Winding Finger



C1962 Iron will of Winding Finger

0Meng Yu obviously did not know how insignificant he was.    

    

He was currently imprisoned within a Light Sphere.    

    

Life and death were in the hands of others.    

    

His Sword Wave, lightning, and flames continuously attacked the distorted space around him.    

    

However, this space was like a coiled steel. Not only was it very hard, but it also had the flexibility of water.    

    

Meng Yu's Sword Wave filled up this entire space, but it was a pity that the damage it dealt was very little.    

    

"This person, is one of the bandits that destroyed my precious Auction?"    

    

The white-robed cultivator thought to himself, and then, with his other hand, he readied his treasured saber. A crystal ball appeared in his hand, and within it, a dazzling light flashed as a few images appeared.    

    

It was the scene from when the Auction were auctioning items before, when many cultivators walked into the Auction.    

    

Not long after, his gaze descended upon one man and two women amongst the group.    

    

As for that man, he was the same as the white-clothed young man from the Light Sphere in his hands.    

    

"That's right, that's him."    

    

The white-robed cultivator's eyes revealed a hint of coldness.    

    

He threw the crystal ball in front of him and suspended it there.    

    

At this moment, he frowned.    

    

"This person is so strange, it's normal that he can conceal his aura." But why can't I see the cause and effect in his body, or the Dao Fate s? "    

    

He looked at the crystal ball again.    

    

"Not only him, even those two Female Cultivator s themselves are unable to see their Dao Fate, their cause and effect …"    

    

"Huh?"    

    

He felt a surge of fear, as if someone was staring at him.    

    

He subconsciously raised his head to look at his surroundings. This cave was surrounded by flames. Aside from him, there was no one else here.    

    

Where did this fear come from?    

    

He felt as if he was a weak beast that had been targeted by a natural enemy, unable to escape.    

    

He somewhat understood that this fear came from the primordial fear of the strong!    

    

There's no one else here!    

    

He was extremely puzzled. Looking at the White-clothed Youth that was still struggling within the Light Sphere, it was obvious that it could not make his heart palpitate.    

    

Then...    

    

He looked at the two Female Cultivator s in the crystal ball.    

    

That was to say, it was them that made him feel uneasy, as if he was being watched by a powerful creature.    

    

These two Female Cultivator did not emit any spirit energy fluctuations, but he could clearly feel how powerful they were.    

    

This kind of power made him want to kneel down and worship her.    

    

However, he resisted the urge to kneel down. After all, that was just an image. With his strength, he could still control his mind.    

    

"No matter who you are, even if I kill him now, you will still not know who killed him."    

    

he murmured.    

    

The reason he had such confidence was because this Light Sphere of his was not only a powerful spatial treasure, it could also shield away all causes and effects.    

    

Therefore, even if he killed that White-clothed Youth now, no one would be able to find him from the Causality Rule.    

    

The Origin Essence treasured blade came out of his hand and flew towards the Light Sphere.    

    

If the spatial energy within the Light Sphere could tear that brat into pieces, he wouldn't want to use external power to kill that person, because, this meant that the Light Sphere would also suffer an unerasable destruction.    

    

But because he had felt the power of the two Female Cultivator s, he was afraid that he would get into too much trouble.    

    

Wait!    

    

That's not right.    

    

He was surprised again.    

    

This was because the kid from the Light Sphere had actually used a sword, causing a crack to appear in the space inside the Light Sphere!    

    

This, this...    

    

This Light Sphere, was something he had once used to kill "Transcendence Stage" cultivators!    

    

If he did not have this Light Sphere, with his strength at the eighth level of Yang-opening Realm, it would be difficult for him to fight against those cultivators of the Transcendence Stage.    

    

But now he saw that the white clothed youth's sword inside the Light Sphere had actually caused a crack to appear on the Space Rules there.    

    

Suddenly he laughed.    

    

"So, it's you."    

    

"I, Wu Tianyuan, actually found you."    

    

He waved his hand and a drawing appeared. It emitted a faint light.    

    

On the portrait, there was a dashing young man holding onto a sword, and he, was Meng Yu!    

    

"Red Moon Kingdom has placed a bounty on three 'Royal Scale Ice', capturing this person. Whether he's dead or alive, I was wondering why this person was so familiar to me. So that's how it is."    

    

Wu Tianyuan laughed until his teeth could no longer be seen.    

    

He suddenly felt that he had been blessed by the heavens, to actually obtain this child by chance.    

    

This feeling of being blessed by the heavens was like him walking on the road and being smashed by a pie falling from the sky.    

    

"Very well, after I kill this child, I will take his head and pass it over to Red Moon Kingdom. Let's see how much of the bounty I can get."    

    

"That's all I wanted to do."    

    

Wu Tianyuan laughed, and with a wave of his hand, the large blade made of Essence Qi, revealed a bit of smoke and ghost aura, following that, it hacked towards the Light Sphere in his hand.    

    

"..."    

    

Meng Yu did not know what he was facing right now.    

    

His sword constantly attacked the space here.    

    

He was almost certain that he was locked in a place that contained powerful Space Rules.    

    

If he wanted to leave, there was no other way than to use his own knowledge to break out of this space.    

    

The Sword Wave continued to be released.    

    

The flames burned the space.    

    

The sharp thunder continued to cut at the surroundings.    

    

Under his attacks, some cracks had appeared in the space here. However, it was obvious that there was still quite a bit of distance before he could escape.    

    

Meng Yu felt that if he did not break the spatial shackles here, he would directly die here.    

    

"The Flower Luring Butterfly of the « Soul Chasing Descending Ink Sword Art »!"    

    

There were four moves to the « Soul Chasing Haze Sword » and he had used the second move.    

    

A sea of flowers suddenly appeared.    

    

In the endless sea of flowers, there were a few butterflies dancing in the air. They were flower spirits.    

    

They are soft, but they are also sharp.    

    

The soft space was cut by the butterflies, creating a wuwu sound!    

    

Every flower and every butterfly was dancing and flying with their soft, soft tips.    

    

When the sword disappeared, sword marks appeared again and again in the surrounding space.    

    

Meng Yu was still not satisfied.    

    

At this moment, he felt a sense of danger that could tear him apart!    

    

"《 Peach Blossom Sword Arts》 Fourth Sword: Blood Drinking Style!"    

    

Drinking blood, drinking Tao, drinking demons, drinking ghosts.    

    

Meng Yu realized that not only was there some blood flowing on his autumn water-like Water-filling Sword, it also contained a bit of a ghost aura.    

    

At this moment, the quality of this space, which was as hard as twisting fingers, became soft and light.    

    

It was as if the gentleness of the air, the steel-like will, had been completely consumed in an instant!    

    

Meng Yu seemed to have won for sure!    

    

A trace of a smile appeared on his ice-cold face.    

    

It was about to break the shackles of this place!    

    

However …    

    

BOOM!    

    

The entire Light Sphere began to shake violently all of a sudden.    

    

Meng Yu's smile froze.    

    

What did he see?    

    

A huge saber that seemed to have come from the Nine Nether, with a lot of ghost aura, resentment, and smoke, slashed down on this space!    

    

He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, his body also on the verge of collapse!    

    

There was actually an even more terrifying existence outside, attacking him!    

    

Wu Tianyuan was stunned.    

    

He did not expect that his slash would be unable to cut that Light Sphere and kill that damnable young man inside.    

    

Both he and Meng Yu had never thought that this slash would cause Meng Yu to be drenched in blood on the spot.    

    

However, because the "Blood Drinking Art" 's rule had been seen through from the outside, it drank up a small amount of Wu Tianyuan's blade technique's dao, a small amount of devil power, and a small amount of ghost aura, causing the power of the blade to lack a little bit, resulting in it being unable to slice the Light Sphere in half.    

    

"So it turns out that your sword is so powerful that it can actually negatively affect my Heavenly Dao and the rules!"    

    

In that instant, Wu Tianyuan thought of the crux of the problem, so he once again congealed into a blade with 100% of his power, with the power to cut through everything, he mercilessly slashed at the Light Sphere.    

    

    

    


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