Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 492 - 458: Falling into Desperation

Zhao Wuji’s intent to kill was unmistakable.

He had only one goal, which was to kill Qin Qing.

The others were also cooperating with Zhao Wuji, constantly attempting to attack Qin Qing.

However, Zhu Jirong and the others stood on the opposing side, fully protecting Qin Qing.

This battle, seemingly chaotic, darkened the skies and blotted out the light of day.

But in reality, all the core focus was concentrated on Qin Qing...

All the collisions and vortexes of confrontation originated from him.

The fight became more intense.

Martial Ancestors began to fall.

In this massive battle, figures at the level of Martial Ancestors were not so overpowering.

Of course, in addition to Martial Ancestors, there were also a number of Golden Core Realm Martial Dao Masters.

These Golden Core Realm Martial Dao Masters, following the fall of the first Martial Ancestor, were quickly cut down one after another.

At this moment, the Martial Dao Masters at the Golden Core Realm seemed as insignificant as weeds.

"Elder Liu!"

Qin Qing saw on the other side, Liu Yuanhuai being sneak attacked from behind by a Half-Step Martial Saint, a palm strike landing on his back.

Liu Yuanhuai’s chest was directly shattered, leaving a palm-sized bloody hole.

Then another Martial Spirit stepped in and severed one of Liu Yuanhuai’s arms with a sword.

Fortunately, at that moment, another elder from the Liu Clan intervened, blocking most of the following attacks for Liu Yuanhuai, who narrowly escaped death...

Such ferocious battles were everywhere to be seen.

And on Zhao Wuji’s side, leveraging the power of formations, they gradually gained the upper hand.

The Liu Clan and Zhu Jirong’s group became increasingly passive, and the number of fallen Martial Arts experts continued to grow.

"We can’t go on like this; everyone will be trapped and die here!"

Zhu Jirong’s gaze flickered.

They were also protecting Qin Qing and couldn’t fully engage in the fight, which made them even more passive.

"Liu Chaoxian! Let’s open a spatial channel together and send Qin Qing out!"

Zhu Jirong shouted to Liu Chaoxian on the other side.

Liu Chao, hearing the words, nodded. He also knew the troubles they were in. If they could send Qin Qing out, there would be less to worry about during the fight, and they would not be so hard-pressed.

So, the best course of action now was to first send Qin Qing out of this formation.

The only way was to directly open a spatial channel...

Immediately, Liu Chaoxian moved towards Zhu Jirong, taking out a Spirit Talisman and throwing it into the void.

Zhu Jirong, at the same time, activated a Spatial Spirit Talisman.

The formidable power of the talismans merged rapidly, combining the Martial Saint prowess of Liu Chaoxian and Zhu Jirong, both supreme experts, and soon a spatial black hole appeared in the void.

"Qin Qing, leave quickly! Escape through this spatial channel!"

Liu Chaoxian shouted to Qin Qing.

In order to maintain this spatial channel, both he and Zhu Jirong had to expend a vast amount of Spiritual Power.

Qin Qing also knew that staying here was useless and would only hinder Zhu Jirong and the others.

He immediately stepped forward, about to enter the spatial channel.

"Boom!"

However, suddenly, with Zhao Wuji waving dozens of formation flags.

The area between heaven and earth started to shake violently.

Like rolling thunder, a continuous rumble resounded.

"Not good! Qin Qing, retreat!"

Zhu Jirong hastily shouted.

An aura of death instantly enveloped Qin Qing.

Qin Qing was just one step away from entering the spatial channel, but at that moment, he desperately retreated.

As expected...

Right where he had been standing, the layers of space collapsed.

The spatial channel opened by Zhu Jirong and Liu Chaoxian also began to fall apart at a visible rate.

"Thinking of escape? It won’t be that easy!" Zhao Wuji sneered with cold contempt.

"Zhao Wuji, you really are ruthless, to have sealed the space of this region in advance! The cost must not be small, eh!"

Zhu Jirong spoke coldly.

"Of course!" Zhao Wuji sneered, "To kill Qin Qing, I am willing to sacrifice all of my descendants, and even if the Wind-Fire Academy were to fall, it does not matter anymore. As long as I can kill him, what does any price matter?"

Zhao Wuji pointed at Qin Qing, his eyes cold.

His murderous intent was not concealed.

To intercept Qin Qing at Wanlong Snow Mountain, he had spent countless Spirit Crystals and various top-tier Spiritual Treasures to set up a heaven-defying formation capable of trapping more than a dozen Martial Saints, even sealing the space of this region of the world.

Once the formation was activated, even the peak Martial Saints would be unable to punch through a spatial channel!

"Zhao Wuji, you truly have gone mad!" Liu Chaoxian also roared angrily.

He never expected that Zhao Wuji, a peak Martial Saint, would go to such extreme lengths to kill a junior.

"Heh heh..." Zhao Wuji’s eyes shone with crazed light, "What’s wrong? Scared now, are you? The worst is still to come! Just watch!"

With Zhao Wuji’s nefarious laughter falling, another formation flag appeared in his hand, different from the previous ones, it was ten zhang tall, covered with mysterious and profound Spiritual Patterns.

As Zhao Wuji poured his Spiritual Power into it, the formation flag fizzed with lightning and thunder.

At the same time, the sky became overcast in an instant, with dense clouds tumbling unhappily, and numerous thick bolts of lightning writhed within them, contorting violently.

Meanwhile, on the ground, countless flames sprang up...

Flames shot towards the heavens, forming spectacular pillars of fire.

Above the nine heavens, thunder descended.

Below, pillars of fire soared to the sky.

Lightning and fire intertwined.

The heavens and earth became even more resplendent and brilliant, yet beneath this radiance and splendor, there was endless danger and crisis.

"Ah..."

"Save me!"

"Run, get away from here..."

Screams of agony kept coming.

One mighty warrior after another fell here.

Even more were martial artists who didn’t even have time to scream out in agony, directly devoured by flames, or struck into charred soot by lightning!

At this moment, the Wanlong Snow Mountain had become a graveyard for the strong.

Golden Core Realm Martial Dao Masters were truly like chaff, a single sweep of fire would reduce even their Golden Cores to ashes.

Not even Nascent Soul Realm great ancestors could withstand the terrifying lightning.

This lightning, its power had already surpassed the limit of what a Nascent Soul Realm Martial Ancestor could endure, even containing traces of heavenly tribulation within...

More and more powerful fighters perished here.

Qin Qing’s injuries also became progressively worse; even with the constant protection from Zhu Jirong and others, he still could not escape being hurt.

He was also amidst the slaughter.

Since there was no way to escape the formation, he might as well fight to the death.

The Golden Core Realm Martial Dao Masters on the opposite side, naturally, couldn’t withstand Qin Qing’s killing prowess.

Similarly, a portion of the Martial Ancestors were also slain by Qin Qing, despite their higher rank.

"Since there’s no escape, might as well fight to the death! Killing one is still one!" Qin Qing was bathed in blood.

The blood of his enemies, and his own blood, mixed together.

Himself soaked in blood and fury, his black hair dancing wildly, his Martial Soul howled, crying out to the heavens.

With his Azure Dragon Spear, Qin Qing swung furiously, and amidst the violent collisions, it began to show cracks inch by inch.

Even Xiao Bai joined this war, he concealed himself in the shadows, continuously launching surprise attacks, resolving one crisis after another for Qin Qing, or jointly slaying the enemy!

But on Qin Qing, the wounds ultimately became more and more severe.

Zhu Jirong, Liu Chaoxian, and others began to falter under Zhao Wuji’s onslaught.

Using the power of the formation, Zhao Wuji’s side pressed in step by step, with Liu Chaoxian and the others also successively suffering injuries to varying degrees.

The situation was perilous, even reaching a desperate state.

"Master! Elder Liu!" Qin Qing’s eyes filled with tears, the tears of a passionate man.

Even from a distance as far as billions of miles away from Tianjue, there were still many seniors willing to fight to their deaths for him.

Qin Qing was moved.

At the same time, he also hated himself for his lack of strength!

"It’s all my fault! Blame my weakness, blame me..." Qin Qing was full of guilt.

"Master, Elder Liu, and all seniors, go already, stop worrying about me!"

Qin Qing knew that if it weren’t for preserving his life, his master and the others would definitely have found a way to escape.

It was because they wanted to take Qin Qing with them that the formation could trap people like Liu Chaoxian and Zhu Jirong.

Being unable to disregard Qin Qing, it would be much easier for Liu Chaoxian and the others to leave on their own.

"Hehe... Qin Qing, your time of death has arrived!"

Zhao Wuji’s eyes were colder than ever, his killing intent reaching an extreme.

Madness shimmered in his gaze.

A Martial Saint, moreover, a peak Martial Saint standing at the pinnacle of this world; he had now become so crazed over killing a youth in his twenties.

Such a tale, if told, might be scarcely believable.

However, at this moment...

Zhao Wuji took a step forward, and a sword appeared in his hand.

As this sword emerged, it emitted a ten thousand zhang cold light, shooting straight up to the heavens.

The Tai’a Sword, the Palace-guarding Divine Weapon of the Tai’a Academy, containing the undisclosed secrets of all the generations of Palace Masters besides the Tai’a Sword Technique.

"Die!"

With that sword slashing down, the colors of heaven and earth shifted.

The surrounding void seemed to freeze over.

In front of the Tai’a Sword, a terrifying spatial rift cascaded forward, resembling a black waterfall, pouring down towards Qin Qing.

At the same time, the power of the surrounding formation also converged at this moment, blocking Zhu Jirong, Liu Chaoxian, and others.

Zhao Wuji’s power burst out all around him, seizing this opportunity to strike a fatal blow, to decimate Qin Qing!!

"Qin Qing!"

Zhu Jirong roared in fury, trembling all over.

He was stopped by the lightning and flames ahead, unable to break through the barrier.

Liu Chaoxian and the others were similarly held back, unable to save Qin Qing, each of them watched with wide eyes, looking towards Qin Qing’s direction.

All this seemed to imply that there was no escape for Qin Qing.

An exceptional genius, a peerless talent that appeared once in ten thousand years, was he about to perish here?

"Boss!"

Xiao Bai too roared, rushing towards Qin Qing.

He knew that this was certainly a deadly situation but without any hesitation, rushed towards Qin Qing.

He wanted to bear the brunt of this sword Qi with Qin Qing, even though he was keenly aware they couldn’t match it, even though it was a march to death, he didn’t hesitate.

"Xiao Bai, don’t..."

Qin Qing roared!

But by this moment, it was already too late to say anything!

The sword Qi descended!

The chaos of the boundless void came with it.

The breath of death instantly engulfed Qin Qing...