Avoid Yandere Constellation-Chapter 1088: Playing with Fire in Front of Me?

Chapter 1088: Playing with Fire in Front of Me?

Although Su Jingzhen's attack was extremely brutal, the sword strike he unleashed was still a powerful sword aura.

The only difference from other sword cultivators was that this sword strike was entirely driven by his bloodline power.

"A mere body cultivator dares to act tough here?"

Seeing Su Jingzhen take the initiative to attack, one of the black-robed youths sneered in disdain.

Immediately, he drew a broadsword and slashed toward Su Jingzhen with a force that seemed capable of uprooting mountains.

Their attacks collided in an instant.

The sword aura that Su Jingzhen had unleashed was instantly shattered.

A tremendous force surged through him, forcing him to retreat more than ten steps.

However, he wasn't injured.

Su Jingzhen felt a wave of excitement. This strike had been purely his own strength, without relying on any external power.

And his opponent was at the mid-stage of the Mystic Immortal Realm!

In fact, Su Jingzhen estimated that this guy was at the sixth level of the Mystic Immortal Realm, on the verge of breaking into the late stage.

This meant Su Jingzhen had crossed an entire major realm and more.

Achieving a near draw in the first strike was something to be proud of.

Moreover, if he were to use some of his hidden techniques, such as the toxins of the Pink Poisonous Woman, the Seven-Colored Purifying Flame, or the Flesh and Blood Fire, he could likely overwhelm his opponent.

In other words, his current combat strength was enough to dominate within the Mystic Immortal Realm.

If he added Bloodthirst into the mix, he could probably kill this sixth-stage Mystic Immortal Realm opponent in a very short time.

While Su Jingzhen was excited, the face of the black-robed youth darkened.

With the result of his strike, he was deeply dissatisfied.

He had thought that with his strength, this sword strike would surely annihilate Su Jingzhen, who was only at the Spirit Saint level in body cultivation.

"No wonder you were chosen by Lin Ying even though you are only a Spirit Saint in body cultivation. You have some skills, but that's all."

The black-robed youth sneered again.

His aura surged once more, and his expression became slightly more serious.

"Great Sun Sword Art!"

Suddenly, a layer of golden light enveloped the black-robed youth.

The sword in his hand seemed to ignite with golden flames, and his entire body became blazing hot.

The golden flames on his sword grew increasingly intense, gradually forming a small sun-like sphere.

The surrounding void seemed to distort under the heat. Seeing this, Su Jingzhen was momentarily stunned, but then a cold smile appeared on his lips.

Playing with fire in front of him?

Even if it was a flame-based sword art, it was like showing off a sword in front of Guan Gong - a futile display.

"If you want to play with fire, let me teach you a lesson."

The Seven-Colored Purifying Flame and his Flesh and Blood Fire were known to very few people.

Friends like Jian Ling and Han Qianxue would never reveal his secrets to anyone.

It was unlikely that anyone in the Emperor Realm knew about them.

Of course, Su Jingzhen had many ways to hide the Flesh and Blood Fire and the Seven-Colored Purifying Flame.

A faint golden flame still flickered on Su Jingzhen's body, but no one noticed it.

At this moment, Su Jingzhen chose not to interrupt the black-robed youth as he prepared his sword art.

When the blazing sun at the tip of the sword reached its peak intensity, the youth hurled it toward Su Jingzhen without hesitation.

With a cold smile, Su Jingzhen spread his arms wide.

It was as if he was welcoming the blazing sun into his embrace.

"Haha, die!"

Seeing this, the black-robed youth naturally assumed that Su Jingzhen had realized the gap between them and had given up resistance.

"Sigh, it seems that none of the ten helpers brought by Saintess Lin Ying will survive this time.

Their cultivation level is completely inferior. There's no way they can win.

No matter how you look at it, Chen Lang has completely outmaneuvered Lin Ying this time."

"..."

As the spectators sighed, the blazing sun sword aura reached Su Jingzhen.

Without any surprise, it crashed into his chest.

The next moment, the intense sword aura turned into a sea of fire.

Su Jingzhen's location instantly became a ball of flame, as if it would completely incinerate him.

Seeing this, the other helpers that Lin Ying had brought nearby suddenly changed their expressions.

They couldn't help but feel a sense of shared despair.

Even Lin Ying, who was fighting Chen Lang high above, noticed this.

A wave of hopelessness washed over her.

This time, she had pinned her greatest hopes on Su Jingzhen and his two companions.

If Su Jingzhen died so pointlessly, it would undoubtedly push her into an abyss.

Facing Chen Lang, she would have no chance of turning the situation around.

A bitter feeling surged in Lin Ying's heart. Perhaps this was fate.

However, as she looked at Chen Lang, who still wore that infuriating smug smile, her anger only grew.

The snowflake patterned sword in her hand gleamed with a cold light. Without hesitation, she formed a sword seal and launched an attack at Chen Lang.

But at that moment, Su Jingzhen, who was supposed to be engulfed in flames, reappeared unharmed in front of everyone's eyes.

The blazing sun sword aura had completely disappeared.

Su Jingzhen even had a look of satisfaction on his face.

"You!

How is this possible?

How could you survive a direct hit from my Great Sun Sword Art?"

Seeing Su Jingzhen unharmed, the black-robed youth who had unleashed the sword art rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

After confirming that it was real, a trace of fear crept into his heart.

Instinctively, he activated the Great Sun Sword Art again.

Another blazing sun sword aura formed at the tip of his sword.

Without any hesitation, he hurled it at Su Jingzhen.

Once again, Su Jingzhen spread his arms wide.

He embraced the blazing sun.

A few moments later, he reappeared completely unharmed.

"Your sword aura is a bit weak."

Su Jingzhen chuckled.

This was bizarre!

Absolutely bizarre!

The expression on the black-robed youth's face turned ugly.

Without hesitation, he took a step back, distancing himself from Su Jingzhen.

He walked over to another companion.

"Brother Liu, deal with him. He seems to be countering my skills."

Realizing that his strongest technique was completely ineffective against Su Jingzhen, the youth decisively switched opponents.

He had a vague feeling that if he continued to fight Su Jingzhen, something unexpected might happen.

However, just as he finished speaking and before he could switch opponents, a sudden wave of weakness washed over him.

It was as if all the power in his body had vanished in an instant.

At the same time, he felt a chilling sensation in his chest.

Looking down with difficulty, he saw the sword that should have been in Su Jingzhen's hand.

It was now firmly embedded in his chest.