txolops Chapter 46 continues! Again! Suppress it! The final move, deciding life or death!
Chapter 46 continues! Again! Suppress it! The final move, deciding life or death!
"Bang!"
Gu Xuan took a step forward, holding the Heaven-Shaking Spear in his hand.
The yellow earth beneath their feet instantly sank three inches.
A hundred feet away, Yang Jian rode upwards against the wind.
The three-pointed double-edged sword drew a sharp, deadly silver arc in mid-air.
"clang--!"
The spear's edge and the blade's edge collided with a deafening roar.
A terrifying shockwave exploded outwards from the two of them, and the ground beneath their feet cracked into countless horrifying fissures, like a fragile ice surface.
Gu Xuan felt a slight numbness in his right arm, which was gripping the gun.
He raised his eyes and looked at Yang Jian opposite him through the surging aftershocks of his magic.
A strange light flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Yang Jian's heaven-defying spear intent...
Especially the meaning of "guarding"...
It's even purer now.
But Gu Xuan didn't think much of it.
With a flick of his wrist, the crimson-gold dragon pattern on the Heaven-Shaking Spear suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light.
Instead of retreating, they advanced, suddenly exerting force from their waist and hips.
With a powerful backhand strike, he aimed for Yang Jian's waist.
Yang Jian reacted extremely quickly, immediately parrying with his sword.
"clang!"
The two parted ways immediately upon touching.
At the same time, he was thrown backward by the tremendous force.
In the next instant, it shattered the void and charged forward.
Guns and blades clashed, silver and lapis lazuli clashing fiercely in mid-air.
On the earth, terrifying, bottomless cracks spread wildly in all directions like a spider web.
In just a few breaths, the two exchanged dozens of blows, each one deadly!
Evenly matched.
Neither can suppress the other.
Gu Xuan's eyes grew even colder, and the Heaven-Slaying Spear Intent within his body surged wildly.
finally--
In a fierce exchange of attacks, Gu Xuan seized a slight opening when Yang Jian's old strength had just dissipated and his new strength had not yet been generated.
The Heaven-Shaking Spear, like a venomous dragon emerging from its cave, thrust straight at Yang Jian's left shoulder!
however--
Just as the spear tip tore through the air, about to pierce the silver armor engraved with the Jade Purity Dao pattern...
Gu Xuan's wrist holding the gun...
It deviated by an inch in an extremely strange manner.
"laugh--!"
The sharp spear tip grazed the edge of the silver armor, sending up a trail of dazzling sparks.
Gu Xuan frowned suddenly.
That slight deflection came without warning and was utterly absurd!
It was as if something unseen had gently touched it at a crucial moment.
That feeling...
It's exactly the same as when Yang Jian rescued Nezha before!
A cold glint flashed in Gu Xuan's eyes.
Without delving into it further, and without the slightest hesitation.
The essence and blood within his body suddenly surged, forcefully suppressing this extremely faint abnormality.
He tightened his grip on the gun by a third, and his knuckles made a slight cracking sound.
The next second—
The Frosty Gold Spear Intent on the Heaven-Shaking Spear surged by a level!
The outline of the entire spear became incredibly sharp in the void.
Gu Xuan stepped forward, and the Heaven-Shaking Spear transformed into a straight streak of frost-gold lightning, fiercely piercing towards Yang Jian's chest!
"clang--!!"
Yang Jian suddenly parried with his sword.
The immense force of the recoil swept up the blade, causing the web of his hand holding the sword to split open instantly, and bright red blood dripped down the hilt.
He was forced back more than ten feet by this brute force.
Yang Jian lightly touched the ground with his feet.
The silver-white robes fluttered in the strong wind.
He raised his head and took a deep look at the black-armored figure opposite him.
far away.
Gu Xuan looked down at his right arm.
He raised his head again and looked indifferently at Yang Jian in the distance.
"continue."
……
A fierce wind howled, and the battle erupted once more.
The Heaven-Shaking Spear transformed into a dense array of frost-gold spear shadows, firmly pressing Yang Jian down within a hundred-foot radius.
abnormal......
appearing again.
Gu Xuan deflected the three-pointed double-edged sword with a single spear thrust.
Immediately afterwards, a spear was thrust straight into Yang Jian's heart!
The tip of the spear was less than a foot away from Yang Jian's vital point.
At this very moment—
Gu Xuan's right arm trembled violently involuntarily.
That feeling...
It's like he's hesitating!
The entire arm seemed to hesitate deep within its bones, wondering whether to pierce the person before it.
A cold glint flashed in Gu Xuan's eyes.
As the Heaven-Slaying Spear Intent within him receded, the Ink Green Sword Mark suddenly erupted!
"Buzz—!"
The sword light did not strike Yang Jian.
Instead, amidst the astonished gazes of hundreds of thousands of soldiers from both armies, the two powerful beings, and Yang Jian—
Force, move, reverse, turn!
The gun barrel reversed direction and ran upwards along the right arm, slashing fiercely into the sea of consciousness!
"boom!"
Deep within his consciousness, a violent tremor occurred.
That strange, uncontrollable feeling was mostly cut away by the domineering Qingping sword intent.
A trickle of crimson blood seeped from the corner of Gu Xuan's mouth.
A fine crack appeared on the surface of the soul.
Gu Xuan slowly raised his left thumb and fiercely wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.
He looked up at Yang Jian in the distance and said in a cold voice.
"Again."
next second.
He transformed into a streak of frost-gold light and pounced on Yang Jian once more!
A hundred feet away.
Yang Jian stared blankly at this scene.
The hand holding the three-pointed double-edged sword began to tremble uncontrollably.
He opened his mouth, but his throat felt like it was blocked by something.
"you……"
Yang Jian gritted his teeth, a sweet taste rising in his throat.
He raised his sword and charged towards the oncoming frost-golden light.
……
The third anomaly.
It came a hundred times more fiercely than the previous two times.
Gu Xuan activated the Heaven-Slaying Spear Intent within his body, compressing all his magical power and killing intent into a single point at the spear tip.
They aimed precisely at Yang Jian's fatal acupoint between his eyebrows.
The spear shot out like a dragon, its frost-like gold blooming, shattering the void.
however--
A terrifying, almost tearing pull suddenly came from Gu Xuan's right arm.
It's as if some living thing, forcibly held down in the dark depths of the water, is desperately and recklessly trying to surface.
His entire right arm suddenly and uncontrollably veered outward.
"laugh--"
The tip of the spear grazed Yang Jian's temple, tearing a strand of silver hair to shreds.
Gu Xuan's pupils suddenly contracted.
He slammed his left hand down on his right arm, and the crimson gold patterns burned wildly, bursting out with dazzling blood light, trying to suppress the almost out-of-control struggle again!
but--
It can't be suppressed.
Yang Jian seized the opportunity to parry with his sword.
Using the immense force of the impact, the two of them were simultaneously propelled backward a hundred feet!
Despite the fierce wind, Gu Xuan stood firm.
He lowered his head, staring intently at his right arm.
The arm, strong enough to crush an ordinary True Immortal with a single hand, was trembling.
What lies dormant in our very bones is still struggling frantically.
The crimson-gold patterns spread wildly like a blood-red spider web, attempting to devour the anomaly.
But this time...
That anomaly is resisting!
They fought back desperately!
The fierceness in Gu Xuan's eyes almost overflowed.
"Give me--"
"town!!"
He let out a low roar, and the magical power within his body erupted.
The crimson gold patterns spread along his right arm and over his entire body, enveloping him in a crimson gold halo.
That abnormality was abruptly suppressed.
But Gu Xuan clearly sensed it...
The next outbreak—
It's about to get out of control.
......
A hundred feet away.
Yang Jian stared blankly at Gu Xuan in the distance.
His hand, gripping the three-pointed double-edged sword, trembled violently.
A scene long buried in my memory flashed through my mind.
The third day after the Heavenly Court besieged the Yang residence.
The eldest brother was covered in blood, with a mountain of corpses beneath his feet.
The exhausted older brother once looked down at his hands, which he could barely hold a gun.
Then......
Raise your head.
He smiled at himself and his younger sister who were hiding behind him.
Yang Jian suddenly closed his eyes.
My eyes were burning hot, as if molten lava was scalding them.
……
The fierce wind howled, as if weeping and lamenting.
The two stood at opposite ends of the hundred-foot-high ruins, neither uttering a word to break the deathly silence.
Gu Xuan took a deep breath.
He raised his left hand and placed it on his trembling right arm.
The crimson gold patterns burned wildly along his arm like chains, finally suppressing the inexplicable anomaly briefly.
Gu Xuan looked at his right arm, feeling an inexplicable and extreme irritation.
He fought his way out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the North Sea, slew those destined to be deified, and tore apart the bloodline shackles imposed by the Heavenly Dao with his bare hands.
And now.....
Something had somehow caused his gun to lose its aim, made his arm hesitate repeatedly, and prevented him from even delivering a fatal blow?!
There was silence for a moment.
Gu Xuan slowly placed the Heaven-Shaking Spear horizontally in front of him, his voice filled with endless ferocity.
"The last resort."
"Concentration, life and death."
Hearing this from a distance, Yang Jian froze.
I stood there stunned for a very, very long time...
He slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were red-rimmed.
The emotions that had been suppressed for hundreds of years in his eyes finally erupted.
He also raised the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand high.
The silver-white blade light suddenly surged, shooting straight into the sky and illuminating half of the heavens in a dazzling silver hue.
Gu Xuan also took a deep breath.
The left hand was pressing down hard on the right arm, which was still struggling silently.
On the shaft of the Heaven-Shaking Spear, the dark blue Saint's Sword Mark shone with a blinding light.
The spear's intent to cut through the sky and its earth-shaking power illuminated the other half of the sky with a dazzling, frost-gold hue.