Chapter 219: Senior Brother, A Surprise Attack!
Whoosh~~
A crosswind, wrapped with white snow, swept past the eight people in front of the pavilion.
Feng Yu Die leaned against a snow-covered pine tree, her right hand tightly gripping her spirit sword as she sized up the seven people in front of her, a sense of difficulty rising in her heart.
The four closest to her were all at the Early Foundation Establishment Stage, posing little threat. She could take them down one by one with a single sword stroke. However, the taller man behind them was a cultivator at the Late Foundation Establishment Stage, and he appeared to be a Law Cultivator.
Feng Yu Die prided herself on being able to handle any number of Sword Cultivators at the same cultivation level. She never backed down from a sword fight.
But Law Cultivators were different.
Most Law Cultivators were not skilled in close combat, making them adept at body protection and evasion. They also typically carried numerous magical artifacts.
Once that Law Cultivator unleashed his abilities, he would undoubtedly bombard her with a barrage of talismans and spells.
At that point, it would be very difficult for her to get close.
In other words, if she were to fight, she would need to kill that Late Foundation Establishment cultivator the moment the fight began.
However, to attack him, she would have to pass through the four people in front of her. And behind him, there were two more cultivators at the Early Foundation Establishment Stage, a man and a woman.
If she failed, she would be caught between enemies.
Xiao Tian, sitting on Feng Yu Die’s shoulder, seemed to find the situation difficult as well. She said,
“Yu Die, should I call out Old Nine?”
“No,” Feng Yu Die replied softly, shaking her head slightly. “It would create too much of a commotion. Didn’t Young Master Ye say that Jiu Jiu and Eldest Miss were to be abducted silently? If I call it out, the entire Sword Sect will see it.”
Xiao Tian glanced at her, then back at the seven people ahead, and pouted slightly.
Regardless, if her Yu Die were to encounter any danger, she would immediately call “Old Nine” out to support her.
“Then what do you plan to do?”
“Young Master Ye is likely nearby. I’ll rush in, and he’ll definitely come out to help me.”
Xiao Tian watched Feng Yu Die’s gaze sharpen and smiled with satisfaction, then fell silent.
Feng Yu Die bared her teeth and took a breath. A golden spiritual energy glow instantly appeared in her eyes, and her right foot moved back half a step…
Boom—
The accumulated snow on the ground exploded.
Feng Yu Die’s figure instantly flickered and vanished. The cultivators at the Early Foundation Establishment Stage couldn’t even capture her movement, only feeling a gust of wind whistling past their ears.
The next moment, a crisp sound of metal striking metal echoed through the forest.
Ding—
The four men turned their heads to see that Feng Yu Die had already reached their leader. Her sword was blocked by a dagger held in his right hand.
Feng Yu Die was not surprised. She quickly twisted her body, retracted her sword, and using her right foot as a pivot, spun around to swing her blade towards the side of the Late Foundation Establishment cultivator’s neck.
In terms of physical prowess, she, being at the Mid Foundation Establishment Stage, was naturally inferior to someone at the Late Foundation Establishment Stage.
No matter how fast she was, the other party would definitely react. However, the body of a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator was definitely not as hard as a sword. If the sword could sever a head, it applied equally to Late or Early stage cultivators.
Most cultivators, when facing the spirit sword of a Sword Cultivator, instinctively chose to defend with spiritual energy rather than dodge.
If this person chose to defend with spiritual energy, then she would win.
Feng Yu Die thought this.
However, the man at the Late Foundation Establishment Stage glanced at her sword. He didn’t use spiritual energy, but instead directly raised his right hand to block her wrist, resulting in a muffled thud.
Dong—
“Hmm?”
“To defeat me in one move, do you think too highly of yourself?” the man said dismissively, “Advance!!”
As the order was given, the four men who were behind Feng Yu Die finally reacted. They all raised their spirit swords and advanced towards her from behind, thrusting their spirit swords forward.
“Hiss—”
Feng Yu Die glanced back and immediately gasped, forced to twist her body again. Gripping her sword in her right hand, she swung it horizontally, deflecting all four incoming spirit swords.
Ding ding—
Sparks flew.
“Behind you!”
Xiao Tian, clinging to Feng Yu Die’s shoulder, immediately shouted a warning. Although Feng Yu Die understood, she had no time to react and had to turn around again, holding her spirit sword horizontally in front of her.
Boom—
A burst of flame exploded almost right beside her sword, engulfing her in an instant.
The Late Foundation Establishment cultivator waved his hand in a sword-finger stance, and a golden brick flew out from his storage bag, smashing into the enormous fireball before them.
Dang—
Feng Yu Die was sent flying backward out of the flames. The accumulated snow on the ground was dragged by her, forming a pit more than twenty feet long. She only stopped when her back foot hit the trunk of a snow-covered pine tree.
She maintained her sword-blocking posture, but the golden brick pressed against her sword showed no signs of stopping. It bent her spirit sword into a bow-like arc.
“Yaa—!!”
Feng Yu Die gritted her teeth and roared, exerting force. Only then did she manage to send the golden brick flying.
Seeing this, the Late Foundation Establishment cultivator immediately waved his hand, and the golden brick flew back into his storage bag. He then waved his sleeve and took out several talismans, shouting,
“Attack!”
At the same time, he hurled the talismans towards Feng Yu Die.
The other four cultivators at the Early Foundation Establishment Stage also lowered their stances and charged directly towards Feng Yu Die.
Leaning against the snow-covered pine tree, Feng Yu Die watched as the four men, coordinated with the talismans of that person, attacked her. She knew things were not looking good. The previous Fire Element talisman had burned a hole in the back of her clothes, and it was stinging fiercely. The golden brick had even dislocated her right wrist.
Gritting her teeth, she had no choice but to call out,
“Xiao Tian! Let…”
Feng Yu Die had no choice but to summon the Saint Emperor Dragon Body to fight. However, before she could finish speaking, a spray of blood erupted from the throat of the Late Foundation Establishment cultivator.
“Cough—”
A long sword pierced through his back neck and out of his throat.
The man looked at the blade emerging from his neck, coughed up blood, and turned his head in disbelief to look behind him. To his surprise, the person who had pierced his neck was the young man who had come with He Long Yu.
“Cough— You…”
“… …”
Ye Anping narrowed his eyes, turned his right hand gripping the sword hilt a half-turn, and swept it horizontally.
A silver arc flashed, and his head flew off, tracing a parabola in the sky.
At the same time, he took a deep breath and roared,
“Ha—!!!”
The sound wave pushed aside the snow at his feet.
The four men who had been rushing towards Feng Yu Die were drawn to his shout. They stopped instantly, turned their heads, and saw their leader’s head fall to the ground, splattering a cloud of blood.
“… …”
The four men froze on the spot.
Swish—
Ye Anping swung his sword horizontally, flicking the blood off it. He glanced sideways at Yu Shui Ting, who was standing dumbfounded behind him. Then, he walked around the headless body, took two steps forward, and beckoned to the four men with his left hand.
… …
