Chapter 739 was split into two halves!
Without time to think, the second elder of Xingyao Sect hurriedly grasped the staff with both hands and blocked it horizontally in front of himself, while muttering something and quickly reciting a complex and obscure spell.
As the spell sounded, a ball of earth-purple light began to condense on the top of the staff. It was obvious that the second elder was trying his best to cast a defensive spell in an attempt to resist the menacing black and white sword energy.
However, facing Su Chenyin's shocking attack combined with the power of good and evil, could he actually withstand it?
Just when the second elder's shield was about to be fully formed, the black and white sword energy had already arrived in front of You Mumiao like a ghost in the blink of an eye.
With a muffled "puff" sound, the black and white sword energy penetrated You Mumiao's body without any hindrance.
In an instant, You Mumiao was split into two halves!
Poor girl, she didn't even have time to utter a final scream before she collapsed to the ground, falling heavily into a pool of blood.
Her eyes were wide open, and there was still a lingering madness and jealousy towards Su Chenyin that had not yet completely dissipated.
Her delicate body had been split into two and lay on the ground. Eye-catching scarlet blood gushed out from the broken parts like a flood that broke through a dam, quickly soaking the surrounding land.
The strong and pungent smell of blood instantly spread, filling the entire battlefield, making people feel nauseous.
For a moment, the battlefield was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.
No matter whether it was the Xingyao Sect or other people in the God Realm, they were all stunned by this sudden and tragic turn of events. They stood there in a daze, as if they were petrified.
Wan Yaoying, Ying Yunzhai and Elder Fan Feng also stared in amazement at what was happening before their eyes, so shocked that they couldn't utter a word.
They never expected that this seemingly fragile Su Chenyin actually possessed such terrifying strength. With just a simple move, she easily killed You Mumiao with her sword!
And just now, when Su Chenyin swung out the black and white sword energy, they only felt an incomparable powerful force rushing towards them, suffocating them.
The unique aura emitted by the black and white sword energy made their hearts tremble, and a feeling of déjà vu came to their minds.
But for a moment I couldn't remember where I had felt this kind of breath before.
At this moment, the eyes of everyone in the God Realm were all focused on Su Chenyin.
The contemptuous look he had previously shown towards her was now gradually replaced by vigilance and fear.
Especially Ling Ji, there was a complex light flashing in her beautiful eyes, showing surprise at Su Chenyin's strength, and a hint of imperceptible fear.
At the same time, the second elder of Xingyao Sect stared blankly at his daughter You Mumiao's cold body, his eyes wide open, his eyeballs almost popping out of his sockets.
His face was full of disbelief, as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue, and he was completely plunged into great grief.
He could never have imagined that his precious daughter would die in the blink of an eye, so tragically right in front of his eyes.
His face was filled with grief, his lips trembled, his body shook, and he tightly grasped the staff in his hand.
"Miao Miao!" The second elder of Xingyao Sect let out a cry of grief.
He seemed to be pushed by an invisible force, staggering forward and hugged You Mumiao tightly in his arms.
However, when he truly felt his daughter's gradually cooling body temperature, the last glimmer of hope in his heart was extinguished like a candle in the wind.
Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes, rolling down his wrinkled cheeks and dripping onto You Mumiao's pale face.
His eyes became empty and lifeless, with only endless pain and despair surging in them.
Suddenly, he raised his head abruptly and stared at Su Chenyin who was not far away, his eyes burning with rage, as if he could spit out flames to burn the other person to ashes.
"You lowly ant! How dare you kill my daughter? Today I will make you pay with blood!"
Accompanied by a roar, the second elder of the Xingyao Sect completely disregarded his own image and pounced towards Su Chenyin like a madman.
I saw the staff in his hand dancing rapidly in the air, bringing up a sharp wind sound.
Every time it swung, an extremely powerful attack would whizz out, like a group of ferocious wolves, pouncing towards Su Chenyin with bared fangs and claws.
That majestic momentum seemed to be determined to tear Su Chenyin into countless pieces until he could relieve the hatred in his heart!
When Jun Yijue saw this, his originally deep and calm eyes suddenly became like a ignited flame, emitting an extremely sharp light.
He grasped the Sky Sword, and the spiritual energy in his body began to surge, emanating a powerful pressure from his body.
Just as Jun Yijue was about to wield the Sky Sword to intercept the Xingyao Sect's Second Elder's attacks that were coming like a hurricane...
Su Chenyin, who was standing by, suddenly flashed and came to Jun Yijue's side at an astonishing speed, and quickly grabbed his arm.
Su Chenyin said in a soft but firm voice: "Ajue, let me do it."
Hearing this, Jun Yijue couldn't help but frown slightly and turned to look at Su Chenyin.
His eyes, which were originally filled with murderous intent, were now filled with worry about Su Chenyin.
"Yinyin, his strength is unfathomable and should not be underestimated! Moreover, you have just completed the fusion and your body has not yet fully recovered. In this state, how can I let you face such a strong enemy alone?"
Jun Yijue said anxiously, his tone full of concern and uneasiness.
Su Chenyin raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a confident smile: "Don't worry, Ajue, I know what to do."
Her smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, and the soft light instantly penetrated the layers of haze, easily dispelling the vague worries in Jun Yijue's heart.
"Okay, Yinyin, be careful." Jun Yijue looked at her determined eyes and chose to believe her, silently stepping aside.
He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly in his right hand, paying close attention to the changes in the situation on the field, ready to step forward and swing his sword to help when Su Chenyin was in danger.
At this moment, the air around them seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were focused on them.
The bright sunshine poured down on the smoke-filled battlefield, but even so, it was still difficult to dispel the tense atmosphere that was as thick as a substance.
Su Chenyin resolutely turned around and faced head-on the second elder of the Xingyao Sect who was rushing towards him with great momentum.
Her eyes instantly became cold and sharp, and the sword in her hand hummed, as if it could sense the strong fighting spirit in its owner's heart and couldn't wait to join in this fierce battle.
Su Chenyin took a deep breath, then closed his eyes and concentrated on mobilizing the good and evil forces hidden in his body.
The forces of good and evil flowed rapidly in her meridians like two rushing rivers, and finally converged on the sword.