sjar Chapter 296 Young Man on a White Horse Drunk in the Spring Breeze 71
Chapter 296 Young Man on a White Horse Drunk in the Spring Breeze 71
Facing the whistling sword, the man's eyes were instantly consumed by boundless fear. The sword tip gleamed coldly, carrying a deadly threat, shattering all the calm and courage in his heart.
"No!"
He screamed in terror, instinctively trying to escape the threat of death, but his feet were as if bound by invisible shackles, a powerful force pinning them firmly to the spot, unable to move.
Seeing that he couldn't escape, the man reluctantly mobilized all his strength, transforming it into a surging palm wind that howled as it struck Xiao Ruojin.
However, before the palm strike could reach Xiao Ruojin, it was dispersed by the sharp sword energy of the Heavenly Slash Sword and vanished without a trace in the gale.
The man was startled and hurriedly took out a white silk ribbon from his body. With a slight flick of his wrist, the gauze curtain slowly unfurled in the air, surrounding him like a cloud three feet in front of him.
However, all of this was in vain.
The moment the gauze curtain came into contact with the Heaven-Slaying Sword, it was pierced to pieces, its precious light dimmed, and it fell to the ground.
The man's eyes widened in horror at the sight, but in this critical moment, he couldn't care less about the pain. He threw out all the odds and ends hanging on his body in an attempt to block the fatal sword strike.
However, these small items, under the strike of the Heaven-Slaying Sword, fell like autumn leaves in the wind, powerless to resist, following in the footsteps of the veil, becoming insignificant sacrifices in this life-or-death duel.
"No! Help me!" The man cried out in anguish as he watched the long sword approaching him.
The sound travels thousands of miles.
In an instant, the dark clouds gathering in the sky began to churn violently.
A crack suddenly split open amidst the dark clouds, as if the sky had been ripped apart, and an immense, unparalleled power poured down from the crack, heading straight for Xiao Ruojin.
Danger!
Xiao Ruojin's eyes widened, a chill ran down her spine, and only one word remained in her mind—"escape!"
However, in that instant, he suddenly realized that the powerful force behind him was there to save people, and if he chose to dodge at this moment, then the sword strike in front of him would be in vain.
He stared at the face in front of him, contorted with fear, and a surge of anger welled up inside him as he recalled the man's words and actions.
No, this person must die!
Xiao Ruojin laughed wildly, her body suddenly accelerating as she rushed towards the man like an arrow released from a bow.
In the blink of an eye, the Heavenly Slash Sword, carrying a sharp sword aura, slashed fiercely at that person.
"Ah!" The man screamed in agony as his body was instantly reduced to ashes by the sword energy imbued with human power.
At the same time, the attack from behind crashed down, striking Xiao Ruojin heavily.
Xiao Ruojin, who had been severely injured, shuddered. Her body seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, gradually becoming blurry and flickering.
Perhaps seeing that Xiao Ruojin did not dodge as expected, the dark clouds in the sky churned even more violently, as if venting endless anger.
Immediately afterwards, two more forces suddenly descended from the gaps in the dark clouds, their momentum fierce.
Xiao Ruojin landed on the ground, looked at the two streaks of light in the sky, gripped the Heaven-Slaying Sword tightly, and showed a fierce look in her eyes.
However, at this critical moment, a beam of light shot out from the summit of Kunlun and the Penglai Immortal Island, meeting and canceling out the two forces in mid-air.
The entity on the dark clouds seemed even angrier, churning incessantly, yet also as if wary of something. Finally, it reluctantly dispersed, and the sky returned to tranquility.
The sky is clear and the air is fresh; peace has returned to the world.
Xiao Ruojin looked up at the boundless blue sky, his eyes filled with ruthlessness. He wished he could grab the Heaven-Slaying Sword and kill all those bastards in the sky.
Unfortunately, reality is cruel. He is now seriously injured and has difficulty even standing, so he is no longer able to fight.
Left with no other choice, Xiao Ruojin could only grit her teeth in resentment and let her body turn into dust and vanish without a trace.
Tianqi City, Imperial Palace.
Xiao Ruojin, his mind returning to his body, instantly spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was instantly covered with countless shocking bloodstains, the blood quickly seeping into his robes, staining his once neat clothes a bright red, and his body uncontrollably fell backward.
Witnessing this scene, Xiao Ruofeng's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with terror. Almost instinctively, he rushed forward, firmly supporting Xiao Ruojin as she was about to fall, and said in a trembling voice:
"Brother, how could you be so badly injured? I'll go and summon the imperial physician right away. You must hold on!!"
After saying that, Xiao Ruofeng carefully helped Xiao Ruojin lie down and turned to leave, but Xiao Ruojin grabbed his sleeve: "It's no use, don't go. Besides, the news of my injury must not be spread, so as not to cause unnecessary panic and chaos."
"But brother, you are so badly injured, how can you not heal?" Xiao Ruofeng's voice was filled with fear and helplessness.
He hated his own low cultivation level, unable to help his brother at the crucial moment. The self-blame in his heart surged like a tidal wave, almost drowning him. He dared not think about how he would face this sudden change and bear this heart-wrenching pain if something really happened to his brother.
They were even more bewildered at this critical juncture, wondering where to turn for help.
Master has passed away, fellow disciples are scattered to the ends of the earth, the imperial physicians in the palace are helpless in treating his brother's injuries, and he himself knows nothing about medicine.
At this moment, Xiao Ruofeng felt as if he were in complete darkness, unable to find a glimmer of light or hope.
Xiao Ruojin shook her head with difficulty, opened her mouth to speak, but as soon as she opened her mouth, another mouthful of blood gushed out.
He knows his own body best, of course.
The bloodstains on his body are from the sword wounds he sustained when he first fought that person. These wounds are not very serious and he can heal them in no time with his cultivation level. What really seriously injured him was the attack from the sky.
That attack not only severely injured his body, but also left behind a violent aura that raged within him, like a wild horse that had broken free, rampaging uncontrollably. Without eliminating this aura, his injuries would not heal.
The only way to eliminate this true energy is for him to slowly grind it down himself; the imperial physicians are completely helpless against this type of injury.
"Listen to me," Xiao Ruojin said weakly, enduring the pain, "The border war is intense right now, and to avoid demoralizing the troops, the news of my injury must be kept strictly confidential, and not a single word can be leaked."
"To outsiders, you should say that I have gained some insights after my battle with the immortals and need to go into seclusion for half a month to cultivate. Ruofeng, during this time, you will act as regent in my stead, and all matters concerning Beili will be decided by you."
"If those ministers ask for an imperial edict, you can draft one yourself. The imperial seal is on the table; you can take it yourself."