SFS Chapter 221 Beating Up
Chapter 221 Beating Up
The simple long sword kept shaking in Ji Qin's hand, making an ancient and heavy humming sound. The sound was not loud, but it was enough for the spectators near the platform and Lin Zhao to feel the vast majesty coming from the sword.
The sound was like the sound of an ancient bell ringing deep in the mountains when the sky was bright.
The sword's edge is not sharp, but rather has a thick, dull feeling. Along with the humming of the sword and the spread of karma, it vaguely reminds people of the change of dynasties, when the years usher in a new life in the morning light and bid farewell to the old world in the twilight.
With thousands of years of ancient heritage, this sword does not have the sharpness to draw blood when unsheathed. On the contrary, it brings more of an impact on the soul.
Just like its owner, the Venerable Honglian, he is not famous for his fighting ability, but for his use of the art of karma fire to break people's minds and enter the Tao, and has become famous since then.
The fire of karma burns the soul, burning up the prosperous world and leaving only a desolate land.
Lin Zhao was stunned by the sword for a moment, and the Tianhuang Bone Sword in her hand made a clear sound for the first time without her command.
The sound of a phoenix rang out, and the ancient sword's brilliance disappeared. In Ji Qin's hand, it slowly melted and became one with Ji Qin.
The ancient sword melted, and Ji Qin's expression became unpredictable. At this moment, what he exuded was no longer the arrogant and unruly pride of the upper realm. Instead, it was more like a divine weapon that had been polished by time and had personally descended on the battlefield.
However, only Ji Qin's eyes, filled with murderous intent and moral integrity, showed that he was still in control of this body.
He superimposed the spiritual seals on his hands, and rolling spiritual energy wrapped around these spiritual seals, turning into intricate patterns. These patterns slowly fell onto the "ground" covered with withered red lotuses and peonies.
It was as if new vitality had been injected into this lifeless land. Lin Zhao could feel that the red color under her feet was coming alive again.
With a terrifying growth rate, one gorgeous and magnificent red lotus of karma fire bloomed after another.
The people in the audience couldn't help but exclaim.
“Honglian Jin! It’s actually Honglian Jin! I didn’t expect that Honglian Venerable would pass on his famous skills to Young Master Ji Qin so early! It seems that Young Master Ji Qin is the heir of Honglian Sect for sure.”
The red lotus that appeared this time had the effect of burning the soul, and it hurt Lin Zhao so much that he couldn't help clenching his teeth.
It has to be said that the attack before her was beyond Lin Zhao's imagination.
The karmic fire had the added effect of burning the soul. In the opponent's painful land, the flow of her own spiritual energy was slowed down, not to mention the red lotuses that blocked her from all directions.
"It's so beautiful."
Although it is dangerous, the beauty of this spiritual skill is the most beautiful among all the spiritual skills Lin Zhao has seen so far.
Hearing Lin Zhao's sigh, Ji Qin wiped the slight crack in his soul caused by overusing the Red Lotus Ashes, and squeezed out some spiritual energy to restore it.
"It's not unfair for you to die under my method."
To be honest, when he used the Red Lotus Ashes on Lin Zhao, he actually intended to destroy Lin Zhao's soul.
If the cultivator had a weak mind, she would have lost her Taoism heart at the sound of the Red Lotus Sword directed at her. Unfortunately, not only was Lin Zhao's Taoism heart firm, the purple sword in her hand could also break the karma of the Red Lotus Sword.
But it doesn’t matter, under the red lotus ashes, the souls of those in the lower world will be burned without leaving even a trace!
"It's just our first meeting, and you're so cruel."
Before being completely devoured by the red lotus, Lin Zhao looked at Ji Qin with a half-smile.
Ji Qin continued to recover his spiritual power and ignored Lin Zhao. In his eyes, Lin Zhao was already a dead man.
Talking to Lin Zhao again would damage his status as the successor of the Venerable.
"In that case, you must keep the gift I gave you!"
The red lotus completely engulfed Lin Zhao, and at the same time, Lin Zhao cast the last talisman.
Because his spiritual energy was exhausted too much, when facing Lin Zhao, whose spiritual energy had not been consumed much, a talisman flew towards him quickly, and Ji Qin was unable to dodge it for a moment.
"Playing tricks!" Ji Qin peeled off the talisman from his body and looked at the ghost face on the talisman. He felt that this person from the lower world was really bold. He was about to die, but he still dared to use his own things to disgust him!
So he casually crushed the talisman.
At the moment he crushed the talisman, purple spiritual seals appeared on the Tumei earth beneath his feet.
"What is that!" Ji Qin subconsciously wanted to escape from the range of these purple spiritual seals, but these purple spiritual seals seemed to be waiting for him to escape. As soon as Ji Qin used his spiritual energy, the purple spiritual seals expanded further, and bloomed with a brighter light above the Tumi land.
Not only were these lights dazzling, they also emitted a sticky force that Ji Qin had never seen before, binding his feet and making him unable to move.
In this purple light, the more Ji Qin used his spiritual energy, the deeper he sank, just like an ordinary person stuck in mud.
But what if we don’t use spiritual energy?
These purple spiritual seals burst out with beams of light, and none of these beams overlapped around Ji Qin!
In other words, Lin Zhao used the spiritual seal to make a cage to bind him!
Ji Qin gritted his teeth and said, "So what if you trap me in a birdcage? You're still going to die in my red lotus ashes. I'm still the winner of this battle."
That’s right, once that damn person from the underworld dies, I will be able to get out!
Do not worry!
"Oh? Die in your red lotus ashes?"
The purple beam of light suddenly became a little transparent. Although it was still a bit hazy and blurry, it was enough for Ji Qin to see Lin Zhao who had broken through his red lotus ashes and gained freedom.
"How is that possible?! You cheated!"
Seeing that Lin Zhao was only covered in wounds but still in good spirits, Ji Qin shouted angrily: "You can't come out of my Red Lotus Ashes. Your spiritual energy is obviously weaker than mine. Even those with spiritual energy of 1,500 will be seriously injured by my Red Lotus Ashes!"
Lin Zhao wiped the wounds on his body and said, "Am I not also seriously injured?"
Ji Qin was so angry at this that he almost jumped up: "Who are you humiliating?!"
Lin Zhao smiled slightly and gripped the Tianhuang Bone Sword tightly.
"Your father probably didn't tell you that this spiritual skill is not used to attack cultivators. Although it can cause damage to cultivators, it is never a spiritual skill to kill them."
The red lotus karmic fire burned the soul, but it could not really cause any harm to Lin Zhao, who was protected by good fortune. Lin Zhao also had the merits of the Tianhuang plane to protect her body, so the red lotus ashes could not cause any lethal blow to her soul.
But Ji Qin was right, his spiritual energy was enough to crush Lin Zhao to death.
But in order to resist the opponent's attack, she also pushed the Phoenix Union and the Immortal Golden Body to the extreme, and even borrowed a little power from the spine of the Ancestral Phoenix.
Only then was he able to hold on even though his spiritual energy was exhausted.
“If you use your spiritual skills, I might be a little more heavy-handed.” Lin Zhao swung the Heavenly Phoenix Bone Sword towards Ji Qin’s face.
Just as the referee was about to take action, Lin Zhao retracted the bone sword, which scared the referee and made Ji Qin, who was trapped by her, sit down in Lin Zhao's cage.
"The trapped beast struggles..." Lin Zhao slowly approached him and threw a punch, then his fists rained down like raindrops.
Every punch made Ji Qin scream in agony, and the faces of the spectators were filled with excitement.