However, the Cheng Ying Sword remained deadly still....
Suddenly, Li Yaoyaoâs body swayed.
âYao Yao!â Situ Ming cried out in alarm, gave a loud shout and suddenly rushed up to hold Li Yaoyao.
The moment he came in contact with Li Yaoyao, Situ Ming suddenly felt a strong suctioning force coming through from the center of his palm...
âDamn it!â Situ Ming cursed, the strong spirit force in his body, like overturned seas, rushed out, suddenly pushing out that suctioning force. Soon after, he pulled on Li Yaoyao and quickly fell back.
After falling back, Situ Ming wiped away a handful of sweat.
If it wasnât for him falling back so quickly, maybe his spirit force would also be sucked away.
âYao Yao!â Situ Ming lowered his head and saw a pale, white as paper complexion.
Having lost a huge amount of spirit force, now, Li Yaoyaoâs complexion was very unsightly. Not a trace of blood was on her face, moreover, she had sunk into a deep, unconscious state.
Everyone was all endlessly apprehensive.
No one had expected that this Cheng Ying Sword would be so terrifying.
Now, everyone could clearly see, just now, Li Yaoyao was pouring her spirit force into it...
Just at this moment, suddenly, the outside black-colored air condensed into a cylinder and abruptly smashed towards their direction!
One could only hear the sound of a âboomâ.
The entire ground shook violently.
Although the attack didnât enter, however, this areaâs protection seemed to have loosened a bit.
Everyoneâs complexion all changed.
âNot good. The black-colored air has assembled, this protective area canât be maintained for much longer!â Luo Haochenâs complexion was very ugly, carrying a faint trace of anxiety.
Nangong Liuyunâs eyes narrowed slightly, faintly sweeping a glance at the very formidable, murderous-looking black-colored air stream. His expression was the same as before, and in an indifferent tone, said: âContinue.â
âThatâs right! Didnât that little ginseng person say? Pull out this Cheng Ying Sword, then everything will be fine!â Luo Haochen excitedly pushed Luo Dieyi.
However, Luo Dieyiâs thoughts were a little different from Luo Haochenâs.
Even though Luo Haochen fiercely pushed her in the back, she still remained unmoving. She merely gazed guardedly at Zi Yan.
From her perspective, now, the only one who could threaten her was Zi Yan, as for Su Luo, that sickly appearance, she couldnât even stand up straight. How could she even pull out the sword? This was simply impossible.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
As a result, Luo Dieyi saw Zi Yan as her greatest rival.
Zi Yan wrinkled her brows, impatiently glaring at her: âWhen allâs said and done, are you going up or not? Simply say something ah.â
Luo Dieyi was still thinking it over very hard, weighing the pros and cons.
Very clearly, this Cheng Ying Sword needed to absorb enough spirit force before being able to pull it out. Just now, Li Yaoyaoâs spirit force was sucked out until she was dry, now, it had already absorbed a lot of...
Now, to go up there was a possibility of obtaining the Cheng Ying Sword, also the possibility of helping Zi Yan get it....
âLuo Dieyi, there is no more time for you to waste, since you wonât go up, then Iâll go! Wait until I get Cheng Ying Sword, afterwards, donât say I didnât give you a chance.â Zi Yan rolled her eyes in annoyance.
She saw Luo Dieyi still remain silent, then gave a cold snort, and walked towards that Cheng Ying Sword.
Zi Yan took a deep breath, sank into a horse stance, and the right palm, inched bit by bit towards the Cheng Ying Sword. Finally, steadily grabbed onto it.
Her speed and strength was not inferior in any aspect to Li Yaoyao.
Now, everyoneâs gaze was focused on Zi Yanâs body.
Zi Yan... now bore the weight of everyoneâs hope.
If she pulled out Cheng Ying Sword, then the black-colored air would automatically retreat, then everyone would be safe...
Luo Dieyi bit her lower lips, her heart continued to be intertwined. An even more complicated expression was in her eyes.