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Chapter 266 Young Man on a White Horse Drunk in the Spring Breeze 40

The pretty young woman and the old man exchanged glances, conveying a solemn and resolute understanding that needed no words. They understood each other perfectly, simultaneously drawing their swords and moving like two bolts of lightning, one from the left and one from the right, swiftly closing in on Xiao Ruojin and forming a perfect pincer attack.

Their purpose was clear: to kill King Jingyu.

Under this premise, they will naturally hold nothing back, using every trick in the book, pouring out their skills, strength, and even cunning without reservation.

They will not hesitate to act out of momentary mercy or blind obedience to the rules.

The two swords, one as heavy as a mountain, with boundless power hidden in its steadiness; the other as light as a feather, with a sharp blade wind in its agility. Both can stir up the wind and clouds, causing all sorts of strange phenomena in the world.

Above the sky, dark clouds covered the sky, the bright moon was hidden, thunder roared, and lightning flashed like a raging dragon through the clouds, foreshadowing an impending catastrophe.

The surrounding vegetation, swept by this domineering blade energy, turned into countless sharp fragments flying everywhere, as if trembling in anticipation of this duel.

However, Xiao Ruojin seemed not to feel this threat. He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, which was covered by dark clouds, and slowly opened one hand, then suddenly clenched it.

In an instant, the wind stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the moon appeared.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, all things returned to peace, and the grass and trees that had been dancing in the air fluttered down.

The whole world fell into an eerie silence.

He glanced down at the twin blades that were now before him, pointed his finger at the shimmering river in the distance, and a sword aura shot into the sky, transforming into a transparent longsword that landed steadily in his palm.

Xiao Ruojin gripped the water sword and gently swung it in front of her—

"Pfft!" Two sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

"puff--"

"puff--"

The beautiful young girl and the old man were thrown backward by the force, blood gushing from their mouths. Their weapons were broken in two. They fell to the ground, writhing in excruciating pain, but could only lie there helplessly, their eyes filled with despair.

The Divine Realm is too powerful; even the two of them, both at the Great Freedom Realm, couldn't withstand a single move from King Jingyu.

wow——

The crowd erupted in gasps of amazement.

"One move! King Jingyu actually defeated two experts at the Great Free and Unfettered Realm with just one move."

"Tsk tsk! He was just saying he wasn't good at martial arts, but he took down two Great Free Spirits in one move. King Jingyu is really too... modest."

"That's right, that's right. King Jingyu's control over his internal energy is extremely precise. Even though the girl and the old man were seriously injured, we bystanders didn't feel any pressure at all."

"That girl is exceptionally talented. She has already achieved great freedom at such a young age. If she hadn't participated in today's battle, her future achievements would have been limitless. One day, she might even have broken through to the Divine Travel Realm."

"As expected of someone who travels to the mystical realm! I just wonder, between Mr. Li from the academy and Jingyu Wang, who is more powerful?"

Amidst the astonished murmurs of the crowd, a resolute and ruthless glint flashed across the middle-aged scholar's face. He suddenly moved, leaping into the air like an arrow, his figure drawing a sharp arc in the sky.

As he moved, astonishing bursts of internal energy erupted from his body, like a river bursting its banks, unstoppable.

This force not only propelled his speed to its limit, but also activated the hidden weapons he carried with him.

With a wave of his hands, hundreds and thousands of hidden weapons poured out like a rain of pear blossoms, dense and overwhelming.

Each one gleamed with a cold light, slicing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, heading straight for Xiao Ruojin.

These hidden weapons were of various kinds, including darts, silver needles, and iron caltrops, which intertwined in the air to form a deadly net that enveloped Xiao Ruojin.

However, Xiao Ruojin remained unusually calm in the face of this sudden attack. Not only did she stand still, but she even had a lazy smile on her lips.

Just as these hidden weapons were about to hit him, an invisible force condensed around him, forming an invisible barrier that blocked all the whistling weapons. In the end, all the hidden weapons fell to the ground, turning into specks of cold light.

Then, Xiao Ruojin threw the water sword into the air, and the water sword instantly dispersed into countless tiny water droplets. These water droplets then transformed into thousands of sharp blades in the air, carrying a bone-chilling coldness and a fierce killing intent, heading straight for the middle-aged scholar.

The middle-aged scholar was shocked and terrified at the sight. He used his lightness skill to the extreme, his figure flashing through the air like a ghost, desperately trying to find a way to escape the barrage of swords.

Unfortunately, everything is in vain.

Xiao Ruojin's attack was too precise and swift. Under the influence of her mental power, each drop of water seemed to have its own will, piercing through his defenses with unerring accuracy and landing on the middle-aged scholar.

The water droplets transformed into sharp blades, piercing through clothing and cutting skin. Almost instantly, countless bloody marks were left on the middle-aged scholar's body. His light-colored clothes, which were originally stained red, were now dyed crimson with blood, blooming into dazzling red flowers. Soon, they merged into a continuous mass, turning him into a bright red blood-soaked figure.

Feeling his life rapidly ebbing away, the middle-aged scholar lowered his head with difficulty, looked at the glaring crimson blood on his body, and managed a bitter smile.

Then he struggled to lift his head, looked at Xiao Ruojin who had an indifferent expression, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something.

However, before he could utter a sound, his eyes lost their luster, and his body, which had lost control of its consciousness, crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Xiao Ruojin shifted her gaze from the middle-aged scholar's corpse to the only remaining man in the room, Kui Wuzi, and said calmly and indifferently, "You're the only one left. Make your move!"

These words, like a sharp blade in the cold wind, instantly shattered the surrounding silence.

Kui Wuhanzi stiffened, feeling unprecedented pressure.

At this moment, the old man, enduring the excruciating pain, shouted hoarsely, "Uncle Zhan, what are you waiting for?"

Upon hearing this, the burly man from Wuhan, named Zhan Yubo, trembled. He gritted his teeth, took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom, poured out a red pill, and was about to put it directly into his mouth.

This medicine can instantly put a person into a trance-like state, greatly increasing their strength and enough to turn the tide of battle. However, the price of using this medicine is extremely high. Once ingested, it will exhaust the user's entire life's cultivation in a short time, turning them into a mortal and preventing them from ever making any further progress in martial arts.

The reason why Zhan Yubo did not use the medicine immediately was because he still held a sliver of hope that the four of them working together would be enough to deal with Xiao Ruojin.