AWB Chapter 700
Chapter 700
"Kid, your life belongs to me now!" the man in black said with a sinister smile.
"Buzz!" However, the next moment, a light shone brightly between Ling Yan Yan's eyebrows, dazzling and sparkling. A talisman appeared above Ling Yan Yan's eyebrows, releasing a peculiar fluctuation.
"Buzz!" The talisman trembled slightly, emitting a soft green light that shone on Ling Yan Yan's body.
"Pfft!"
The man in black's right hand was instantly blocked, and he was shocked, retreating rapidly.
A look of seriousness appeared in the man in black's eyes as he stared at the talisman between Ling Yan Yan's brows and asked, "What is this?"
Ling Yanyan stared coldly at the man in black and said in a deep voice, "This talisman is called the [Soul-Suppressing Talisman]!"
"A Soul-Suppressing Talisman?" The man in black paused for a moment, then shook his head and sneered, "A mere fifth-grade low-level talisman, how could it possibly stop me?"
"Is that so?" Ling Yanyan's lips curled into a sneer. "Then let's give it a try!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yanyan channeled the last of his true energy into the talisman between his eyebrows, and an even more powerful green light spread out, covering the surrounding area.
The next moment, the green light became even more dazzling.
"How is this possible!" The man in black's expression finally changed, and he exclaimed in astonishment, "This talisman can actually amplify its power!"
"You think I really have no trump cards?" Ling Yanyan glanced coldly at the man in black, his icy eyes flashing with murderous intent.
"call out!"
Ling Yanyan stomped her feet on the ground, her body soaring into the sky, heading straight for the man in black.
Although Ling Yanyan was severely injured, he still possessed formidable combat power. With a single sword strike, he pierced through the void, shattering everything in his path, and charged straight at the man in black.
"Get out of here!" the man in black roared, slashing his longsword in half with a single stroke, his body traversing several meters to dodge Ling Yanyan's attack.
"Boom!"
Ling Yan Yan's sword missed its mark, but he didn't stop. He rushed forward and delivered another powerful sword strike to the black-clad man's chest.
"Pfft!"
The sharp blade tore through the black-clad man's skin, leaving a shocking bloodstain.
"Such strong defense!" Ling Yanyan sighed inwardly. The black-clad man's body was very sturdy, much stronger than he had expected.
"Ah!" the man in black roared, his eyes bloodshot as he howled madly.
His clothes were slashed to shreds by the longsword, and he had many wounds on his body from which blood was gushing out.
He, a dignified peak Martial Grandmaster, was actually injured by a mere ninth-level Qi Refining Realm ant!
"You deserve to die!" The man in black was furious. His true energy surged out and gathered on the treasured sword. He slashed fiercely for dozens of meters, carrying an aura of unparalleled rage.
"call out!"
Ling Yan Yan retreated rapidly, narrowly avoiding the attack from the man in black. At the same time, he pushed off the ground with both legs, and his body shot towards the man in black like an arrow.
"Boy, I'm going to kill you!" Seeing that his attack had been dodged by Ling Yan Yan once again, the man in black went completely berserk.
The man in black roared repeatedly, chasing Ling Yanyan madly. Each time, he nearly cleaved Ling Yanyan in two. If it weren't for his strange movement technique, he would probably have been killed long ago.
"Whoosh!"
The man in black attacked faster and faster, one move after another, fierce and domineering.
Unfortunately, Ling Yanyan narrowly avoided each attack, and she never confronted him directly, always maintaining a distance from the man in black.
"Damn it!" The man in black was filled with resentment, because every time he tried to attack Ling Yanyan, Ling Yanyan would dodge with his strange movements.
This feeling drove him crazy!
However, at that moment, a sharp, piercing sound of wind breaking suddenly rang out beside Ling Yanyan.
"Shh!"
Ling Yanyan reacted quickly, immediately turning around to see a dagger carrying terrifying force, pointed directly at his throat, ruthless and decisive!
Ling Yanyan's expression changed drastically. He never expected that someone would actually attack him!
"You're courting death!" Ling Yanyan roared in fury, his body suddenly shifting to the side, while his right hand swung out his longsword to parry.
"Ding!"
A crisp sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out, sparks flew, and Ling Yanyan's body swayed violently, almost falling over.
"Whoosh!" At the same time, another dagger flew from another direction, heading straight for Ling Yanyan's heart.
In the critical moment, Ling Yanyan mobilized his inner energy and poured it into the sword, giving it a powerful jolt that deflected the black-clad man's dagger.
"puff!"
Ling Yan Yan spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back seven or eight steps.
"Damn it!" The man in black's expression was ferocious. He never expected that someone had been hiding in the shadows and attacked him!
If Ling Yanyan hadn't intervened in time, he would have been killed by the sneak attack by now!
"Who are you?" Ling Yanyan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked up at the man in black...
The man in black was clearly far more powerful than him; they were not even in the same league.
"Heh heh! Kid, didn't expect that, did you? Today we'll send you to hell!" The man in black chuckled, then took out a pill and swallowed it.
"Huh?" Upon seeing this, Ling Yan Yan's pupils suddenly contracted.
He recognized the pill; it was a grade three healing pill!
After the man in black took the pill, his injuries healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his originally pale face gradually regained its color.
"Kid, you're dead!" The man in black grinned sinisterly.
The man in black was extremely excited. This pill was made by a sixth-grade alchemist and could heal his injuries.
"Die!" the man in black roared, leaping forward to attack Ling Yanyan.
"Hmph!" Ling Yanyan snorted coldly, knowing that he was no match for the man in black in his current state.
Ling Yanyan, wielding a long sword, engaged in a fierce battle with the man in black. Both fought with all their might, holding nothing back.
In a short time, the two fought hundreds of moves, and Ling Yanyan was covered in blood and looked extremely disheveled.
The man in black was in no better shape; he was covered in blood, with deep, bone-revealing wounds all over his body, his clothes stained crimson with blood.
However, the man in black showed no sign of stopping, continuing his frenzied attack as if he wanted nothing more than to kill Ling Yanyan immediately.
"Bang!" A few breaths later, Ling Yanyan was once again sent flying, spitting out blood, his face as pale as paper, looking extremely miserable.