Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest-Chapter 808 - 47 Sword to You You Come to Strike_2

Chapter 808: Chapter 47 Sword to You, You Come to Strike_2

Chapter 808 -47 Sword to You, You Come to Strike_2

It felt like stumbling into a hornet’s nest. All the eyes on the Bodhisattva’s head no longer paid attention to Lin Ning or Yan Yu and swiftly transformed back into Buddha’s Light, falling like curtains to form a continuous barrier, completely sealing off the path ahead of the Sky Flash Sword.

Li Minghu’s sword light sank, and the barriers sank with it. She feigned a thrust and suddenly pulled the sword light to the right, causing the Buddha’s Light to hastily shift right too.

Yan Yu also purposely reduced his sword speed to about 60%, making him the slowest among the three. Seeing Li Minghu divert the Buddha’s Light to the right, he immediately increased the output of True Yuan, transforming the Huang Tingjian into a mysterious yellow lightning that directly pierced through the dense Buddha’s Light on the left,

from then on, there were no more obstacles ahead!

He had closed the distance to within 100 meters, only to see the Bodhisattva raising its arms, its sleeves swirling toward him. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

With a flick of his right hand, Puppet Azhen was already positioned on the sword light, clothes fluttering, muttering “ha ha,” and Crimson Feather Nine Phoenix Fire golden threads shot forth, slicing a slit in the Bodhisattva’s sleeve.

The Yellow Court Sword Light passed through the sleeve slit, speeding up to its maximum, penetrating the Bodhisattva’s brow like lightning, emitting a heavy sound like breaking mountains and rocks!

A vast expanse of milky-white Buddha’s Light burst from the wound in its brow, the Bodhisattva’s expression suddenly contorted grotesquely, emitting an earth-shattering scream, frantically slapping its face in desperation. Yet, Yan Yu continued his relentless sword momentum, piercing through from the back of her head, executing Bai Niao Chao Feng, dodging the continuous slaps, and then drifting to her left side, stabbing fiercely into her temple again!

A double penetration, shattering like a silver flask. Buddha’s Light defensively returned to the Lotus Platform, swaying, the Bodhisattva awkwardly turned in mid-air, seeming to plan a flight. The Yellow Court Sword Light was already lifting diagonally upwards, then it turned and plummeted down with a force like splitting heaven and earth!

This blow, Sky Light Piercing Clouds, Yan Yu had used up to 100% of his True Yuan. The sword light was stern as a prison, cold as snow, opening a slit in the Bodhisattva’s occiput, then slicing downward like flowing clouds and water, unstoppable, in one single strike!

The Lotus Platform disintegrated, the body fell, and a large amount of milky Buddha’s Light sprayed from the wound, vaguely mixed with countless indistinct screams and howls of Yin Ghosts, eventually scattering with the wind.

The sword light crashed to the ground, everyone reconvened, with not much joy on their faces from defeating a powerful enemy, only expressions filled with grave concerns.

Just dealing with one Bodhisattva had already forced both teams to use all their strength. Looking at the distant expanse of divine Buddhas, their numbers had almost surpassed one hundred. Then there was the Gatekeeper Taoist, whose sword light was as fierce as the scorching sun, clashing and slicing among the Arhat Bodhisattvas…

They felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness as if low-level newbies had mistakenly entered a game among pros.

“Maybe we should avoid the sharp edges,” Li Minghu suggested.

Expecting everyone to take on those divine Buddhas or the Gatekeeper Taoist head-on was too risky and meaningless, and a casualty would be too costly.

The only problem was: where could they run? Whether it was those Arhat Bodhisattvas or the radiant Gatekeeper Taoist, every one of them was a being who could traverse skies and seas, capable of finding anyone anywhere, even if hidden at the bottom of a lake. So simply hiding was not a viable option. They still needed to sit on the sidelines and watch, looking for an opportunity to enter the fray.

“First, let’s find Ishana!” Yan Yu proposed, “If necessary, use them as shields!”

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Ishana felt like vomiting blood at that moment.

Those Arhat Bodhisattvas were not to be mentioned, having left the lake bottom earlier to prey on Yin Ghosts to replenish energy, and now every movement could churn out great swathes of offensive and defensive Buddha’s Light, absolutely revolting;

As for that Sword-carrying Taoist, he had suddenly popped up from nowhere and Ishana had no idea about him.

Although both parties were waging war against each other, anyone with clear eyes could see that after a victor was decided between them, it would be their turn, the human beings, to be dealt with.

But if they rashly joined the battle, it was almost akin to seeking death, so he also similarly ordered the Ascetics to hide at the edges of the battlefield, waiting for an opportune moment.

Looking at the battlefield, although the Gatekeeper Taoist was immensely powerful, where his sword passed, no amount of Buddha’s Light could oppose him, the problem was that the Buddha’s Light seemed almost inexhaustible, continuously replenished from the surrounding Yin Ghosts, while his sword light had noticeably dimmed compared to the beginning.

Initially, the divine Buddhas had all been attacking the Gatekeeper Taoist, but now many had divided off to roam the perimeter of the battlefield, incidentally preying on any Yin Ghosts and Transcendents they encountered.

The giant Evil Buddha, which even Yan Yu and his group had to cooperate to face, was naturally beyond these half-rate Transcendents, so Ishana quickly passed down the order: direct these Arhat Bodhisattvas towards the Sorcerers.

Use them as shields!

Although the Sorcerers were leaderless, the idea of using others as backs against the wall is a universal principle. Therefore, they likewise steered the Arhat Bodhisattvas toward the Ascetics.

Both sides finally clashed, simultaneously shocked. Good grief, you’re also plying a strategy of leading trouble elsewhere!

Thus, everyone could only dodge attacks from Buddha’s Light raining from the sky while engaging in life-and-death combat on the ground. Initially, Ishana’s subordinates were still periodically reporting casualties, but later they simply stopped counting the numbers, only estimating “roughly how many people might be left,” leaving Ishana speechless.

And what about those Lu Country Cultivators?

The numbers of Lu Country Cultivators were sparse and should have been at a disadvantage on the battlefield, but now they had inexplicably turned it into an advantage—just those few people, thinking of hiding, just needed to dive into any house, and you simply couldn’t find them.

Ishana had his own unspeakable woes, while the Lu Country Cultivators who invisibly approached the Ascetic’s position, also found that their opponents seemed even worse off than them, suddenly feeling both like crying and laughing.