Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery-Chapter 108 - 101 Xiantian Like This_1

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"Why?"

Jiang Ding asked, wanting to know the other person’s thoughts.

He was naturally asking why such a powerful person would want to kill two innocent children who posed no threat and bore no grudge.

"Why?"

Wan Qianyu gave a cold smile, "We martial artists labor day and night, never slacking. Our purpose, naturally, is to act on our desires, to kill when we want to kill, to save when we want to save!"

"Is that your philosophy?"

Jiang Ding’s eyebrows relaxed.

"Then why, when your son died, did you need to grieve and couldn’t let go? Is it because the one who killed him didn’t act on their desires quickly enough?"

"Seeking death!"

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Wan Qianyu’s eyes were murderous, and with a light step, the Hundred Flowers Illusion appeared faintly, her sword striking like a shooting star across the distance to the eaves.

Whoosh!

A crimson Flying Sword tore through the air towards the back of her head. The heat of the Sword Qi was so intense that no one would doubt it could pierce through the protective True Qi of a Xiantian Martial Artist and blow a big hole in their head.

Clang!

Wan Qianyu had to move with her sword, stepping backward to accurately meet the tip of the crimson Flying Sword, forcing it to retreat several steps.

She felt slightly relieved.

Although this Flying Sword was indeed a sword, it was far inferior to Daoist Qing’s Sword Qi, and its force was only considerably stronger than that of a martial artist at Internal Qi Perfection.

"’Dream Eating Sword Demon’ Jiang Ding, you are seeking death."

Wan Qianyu sneered coldly. With a flick of her white sword, strings of brilliant Sword Qi flowers appeared out of the void, blooming one after another from one to ten, spinning, and the air was sliced with a whistling sound.

Ten Flowers!

It was the famous sword technique of the Sect of Ziwei Sword, also her most powerful sword move that carved out her reputation in the Jianghu.

The person in front of her, in the Internal Qi Realm, capable of the Hundred Step Flying Sword—that characteristic was easy to identify.

As for the change in appearance, there were many shape-shifting methods in the Jianghu, so it wasn’t surprising to miss seeing through them for a moment.

"Seeking death, not quite."

Jiang Ding didn’t agree.

With a tap of his finger, the sky within dozens of yards suddenly darkened as the sunlight from countless suns converged upon the crimson Talisman Sword at the center, and the heat wave billowed, with the grass and trees withering to yellow in an instant.

Wan Qianyu, being nearby, felt it most intensely, feeling as if she was in a furnace, with her Xiantian True Qi depleting rapidly.

"Kill!"

She shouted coldly, and the ten dazzling blooms of Sword Qi slashed mysterious arcs towards the crimson Talisman Sword in the sky.

However, its sun-like blade trembled, and streaks of majestic Sword Qi separated from it, each aiming towards and striking a spinning bloom of brilliant Sword Qi with a fierce sense of danger.

Wan Qianyu’s expression turned solemn; she gathered her Xiantian True Qi and slashed forward with her sword, but then she suddenly paused.

At the moment of collision between the nine strands of Sword Qi and the Sword Qi flowers, they dissolved like bubbles, scattering Spiritual Light, without any forceful impact.

At the same time, the hair on her heart stood up.

"Not good!"

Wan Qianyu’s expression changed drastically, and as she rapidly retreated, her white sword circled back, and the ten brilliant flowers also retreated with her, forming a protective barrier in front of her.

However, it was too late.

At the spot on her back, which was clearly empty, a crimson Flying Sword suddenly appeared, piercing through the Xiantian True Qi behind her with its swift Sword-light, penetrating her skin and flesh as the heated Sword Qi surged in.

"Get away!"

At the critical moment, Wan Qianyu shouted fiercely, her face turning blood-red. Desperately, she doubled the speed of her white sword, barely managing to stab the tail of the crimson Talisman Sword, sending it flying.

At the same time, she forcibly circulated her Inner True Qi inside her body, expelling the crimson Sword Qi that had entered her along with much flesh and blood, leaving a fist-sized hole on her back where her flesh and bones were clearly visible.

The fist-sized chunk of flesh hadn’t even hit the ground before it turned to char.

"Ah!"

She cried out in pain, the ten brilliant flowers swirling upwards and surrounding the crimson Talisman Sword.

But it flickered away, piercing and slashing through the sky, touching and going without entanglement, continuously wearing down the power of the Sword Qi blooms while suffering minimal loss itself.

Wan Qianyu was determined not to entangle with an inanimate object, but she saw Jiang Ding standing about ninety steps away from her, constantly moving his feet without hiding his intent to leave at any moment.

Thud! Thud!

After considerable attrition, the ten blooms of Sword Qi finally extinguished one after the other.

The sky darkened once again as the sunlight from a range of dozens of yards converged towards the center, and nine majestic strands of Sword Qi reformed, howling as they slashed downwards.

Wan Qianyu focused intently for a long time but still couldn’t see where the sword itself was!

Having no choice, she had to expend a large amount of Xiantian True Qi once again to form ten solid Sword Qi flowers as though in defense in front of her, not daring to move an inch.

But likewise, the nine fiercely burning sword qis remained motionless, swirling around above her head, yet they never fell.

Jiang Ding’s expression was calm.

These nine flows of sword qi were all condensed by harnessing the Great Sun Gathering Spirit Formation. As long as the sun did not set, they could be maintained with just a bit of inner energy.

"Damn it!"

After waiting for a moment, Wan Qianyu’s innate true qi was greatly depleted, and she had no choice but to charge towards Jiang Ding.

Indeed, the nine blazing flows of sword qi fell from the sky. The intense heat and the continuously warning sensations of her spirit made it impossible for her to ignore. She slashed towards the sky with seven dazzling sword flowers.

Boom!

This time it was not merely an illusion. The sword qi was shattered by the sword flowers, and many burning fragments of sword qi fell to the ground, easily scorching the ground into patches of pitch-black dots.

A chill ran through Wan Qianyu’s heart.

If she still thought these nine flows of sword qi were mere illusions as before, she would have turned into a lump of charred coal by now.

Whoosh!

An invisible sword strike swept across as well. Though she was prepared, she was still lightly slashed across her waist, leaving behind a charred wound.

"Sir!"

"Let’s stop here. After all, we’re just two poor youngsters; there’s no harm in letting us go!"

Wan Qianyu intended to cease fighting, as there was no hatred between them.

Jiang Ding remained silent.

The fierce red talisman sword flew in the sky, bringing down nine more blazing flows of sword qi.

This person didn’t seem to be magnanimous; it was probably better to eliminate the roots.

"How absurd!"

Enraged, Wan Qianyu didn’t look back and fled into the distance.

The fierce red talisman sword continuously slashed down, slicing through the surrounding sword flowers and leaving multiple wounds on her body. Her aura grew weaker and weaker, yet she finally managed to escape the range of the Hundred Step Flying Sword.

Just as Jiang Ding was about to pursue, numerous red-armored cavalry began to appear in the drone’s camera view.

Although the fight between the two seemed lengthy, each move was completed in an instant. It had only been three or four breaths since the beginning of the fight, and the reaction of these red-armored cavalry was remarkably swift.

A second look at the battlefield revealed that ’Half Ghost’ Wu Makong, second on the Dragon and Phoenix List, had fled at some point. Only the severely wounded Li Qingyun and Song Qing remained.

With a quick step, Jiang Ding arrived beside the two of them.

Song Qing looked at him with terror.

To defeat a renowned Xiantian expert head-on and force him to flee for his life!

Remembering their last meeting, when he had felt a sense of condescension in their conversation due to his affiliation with Qingniugong, he now broke out in a cold sweat.

If he crossed the line even a little, he feared he would be slain within a few strikes!

Xiantian experts, as long as they hid well, need not fear even masters. All power and sacred places of the martial world were fleeting clouds.

’Ten Flower Sword Fairy’ Wan Qianyu was a living example.

"Sir, Qingniugong is grateful..."

"I saved your life."

Jiang Ding ignored him, gazing instead at Li Qingyun, who looked pale and seemed to be faltering in his breaths.

"Indeed."

After a moment of silence, Li Qingyun spoke.

Although he had another trump card from his master, it was uncertain whether he could survive under the joint attack of an old Xiantian expert and the second-ranked on the Dragon and Phoenix List.

"I want the method of comprehending ’force,’ the unknown enhancer within each of your movements. How does its value compare to your life?" Jiang Ding bluntly asked.

"Impossible!"

Song Qing’s eyes burned with hidden anger. "Sir, this is our sect’s ultimate cultivation method. Even though you saved us, you shouldn’t be coercing us for a favor in return. This is not the act of a gentleman!"

Jiang Ding ignored him and just looked at Li Qingyun.

"My life is worth more than this method."

Without hesitation, Li Qingyun declared.

He picked up a broken wooden plank from the ground, split it into the shape of a book page with his palm force, and infused inner energy into it. Tiny characters, as small as mosquitoes, appeared on the wooden plank.

Quickly, a six or seven-page wooden book emerged in his hands and was handed over.

"Junior Brother, I will explain to our master."

"I’ll take my leave then."

Jiang Ding nodded, received the wooden book, and vanished with a flash, leaving before the red-armored cavalry arrived.