Chapter 147: A Fierce Battle Between Life and Death

Jitianqing suddenly struck a punch from afar, blocking a beam of light sweeping towards Li Kuanglan. Then she said leisurely, “Be careful, this is the battlefield. If you die, everything will be mine.”

Li Kuanglan glared at Jitianqing and said, “Wanting this young master’s life is not so easy!”

“Big talk! With your little body, just one hit and you’re done for.”

The two argued back and forth, neither giving in, with a strong sense of tension, leaving Luo Bingfeng out of the loop.

Since the battle began, it was the first time the City Lord of Tingchao wasn’t the center of attention, feeling somewhat unaccustomed. After a moment of hesitation, he remembered there were still matters to attend to, and his fingers bloomed like petals, shooting out endless sword qi toward Qian Ye. Clearly, in his mind, Qian Ye remained the most threatening target, even more so than Song Zining.

Qian Ye had just gotten a brief respite, and his vitality and blood qi rapidly recovered, regaining a good portion of his strength in a short time. Although he was being pushed to the brink by Luo Bingfeng’s sword qi, he managed to hold on without showing any signs of defeat.

Luo Bingfeng was now quite surprised. Apart from the Void Flash, Qian Ye hadn’t used any special secret techniques or combat skills; he was simply fast and heavy, guarding perfectly. But to make Luo Bingfeng feel that he was fast and heavy enough was truly astonishing, far exceeding what Qian Ye’s level should have been capable of.

At least, to capture Qian Ye purely with sword qi would require considerable effort. With this in mind, Luo Bingfeng immediately formed his fingers into a sword, striking Qian Ye three times in quick succession!

These three strikes were so fast they could astonish gods and spirits. Even someone like Yan Ding could only see a blur and couldn’t tell how many strikes Luo Bingfeng had made, let alone dodge or resist them. Powerful individuals like Elder Li and the imperial elder felt a chill down their spines, thinking that unless they dodged before Luo Bingfeng struck, they wouldn’t be able to block these three strikes. By the time Luo Bingfeng’s sword appeared, it would be too late to dodge.

In the split second of life and death, Qian Ye acted purely on instinct, barely moving a few meters to avoid the first two strikes, but unable to evade the third. The sword light pierced his abdomen and exited through his back.

As the sword light hit, a pair of light wings suddenly unfolded behind Qian Ye, and he pointed a finger like a gun at Luo Bingfeng’s forehead.

Luo Bingfeng raised his eyebrows and had to retreat, interrupting the sword light and preventing the wound from deepening. After retreating, Luo Bingfeng realized that Qian Ye had no follow-up moves, and he had been tricked.

However, this strike had pierced Qian Ye’s abdomen, causing a severe injury, and the residual sword light continued to tear at his flesh. In Luo Bingfeng’s eyes, Qian Ye was as good as dead.

The three strikes immediately stunned the entire scene. Despite the many empire strongmen present, they were all intimidated by the power of these three strikes, and the field fell silent! In an instant, everyone wondered what they would do if these three strikes were aimed at them. At this thought, they felt a great terror of life and death. Luo Bingfeng’s three strikes were incredibly fast and powerful, and anyone who tried to block them would surely die. No matter how brave, who among them had the courage to face a certain death?

In the silence, a figure silently moved forward, seemingly chasing the wind, passing through the crowd, and a silver spear like a dragon rushed toward Luo Bingfeng’s back.

At this moment, it seemed like seeking death. Luo Bingfeng was not a merciful person, and he immediately shot a beam of light straight at Song Zining’s forehead.

Song Zining did not dodge, and the spear’s momentum increased, with a dazzling light shining at the tip! This spear was the peak of his lifetime, and that light was like a raging fire, burning within him.

No one knew the expression hidden under his mask. All they saw was him rushing forward fearlessly toward Luo Bingfeng, that was all.

This spear could at most leave a small wound on Luo Bingfeng, while Song Zining’s forehead would be pierced by the light beam. Perhaps what he wanted was to stab Luo Bingfeng no matter what.

Luo Bingfeng suddenly sighed, saying, “A hero, yet doomed to an early death. Let you land a strike, and leave in peace.”

He slowed the light beam by a fraction, just enough for the silver spear to hit first, then the light would pass through Song Zining’s head.

But this momentary delay caused an unexpected turn. Jitianqing suddenly appeared by his side, grabbing his arm and lifting it up. Caught off guard, Luo Bingfeng’s arm was raised, and the light beam veered upward, flying past Song Zining’s head.

A blue sword light rose from behind Jitianqing, slashing at Luo Bingfeng’s neck. This slash was timed perfectly, forcing Luo Bingfeng to block instead of counterattacking. The power of the Cold Moon and Sand Cage could not be ignored, even by Luo Bingfeng.

Li Kuanglan immediately pulled Jitianqing back, increasing the distance from Luo Bingfeng. Their cooperation was flawless.

With a soft sound, Song Zining’s silver spear finally reached, piercing Luo Bingfeng’s heart. But before the spear, a light screen of countless flowing runes appeared, blocking the spear.

Song Zining roared, and the light at the spear’s tip exploded, turning into a pure primal force flame, shattering the light screen, but the spear’s power was also exhausted.

Song Zining’s all-out spear only removed one of Luo Bingfeng’s defenses.

With this defense gone, Luo Bingfeng was momentarily stunned, losing focus. Song Zining withdrew his spear and retreated, flashing away dozens of meters.

Luo Bingfeng suddenly looked up, his expression cold, with a fierce killing intent in his eyes, fixed on Song Zining. He slowly raised his right hand, with electric light swirling around his fingertips, and within a hundred meters, everything began to float, even the nearby empire strongmen swayed involuntarily.

The spectators were astonished. Just moments ago, Luo Bingfeng had some sympathy for Song Zining, but now his killing intent was intense. However, Song Zining’s expression was hidden under his mask, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.

Only a few realized that Luo Bingfeng’s defense might be related to the Fates’ Art, and that Song Zining had actually won through the Fates’ Art.

As Luo Bingfeng’s fatal attack was about to be unleashed, Song Zining, knowing he had no chance, prepared to retreat, but chains of runes appeared around him, binding him in place.

Jitianqing and Li Kuanglan were alarmed and attacked, but the rune chains were unexpectedly resilient, enduring multiple strikes.

“Why aren’t you helping?” Jitianqing shouted. Both the imperial family and the clan’s strongmen showed some hesitation. They knew that whoever was targeted by Luo Bingfeng would die first, and even if it meant risking Jitianqing’s wrath later, survival was worth it. Besides, with so many people, Jitianqing might not find them.

“If you don’t come, I’ll kill you now!” Jitianqing screamed. The imperial strongmen exchanged glances and finally moved. Elder Li waved forcefully, shaking off the two elders holding him, and angrily said, “If anything happens to Young Master Kuanglan, your clans will be wiped out!”

Their attacks fell like meteor showers on the rune chains, but still, they couldn’t break them. Without the Fates’ Art, their efforts were in vain.

As Luo Bingfeng’s sword qi was about to form, a muffled explosion occurred, and he stumbled. Looking back, he saw Qian Ye, who had returned to the air, crashing into him again. The second impact didn’t move Luo Bingfeng, but Qian Ye grabbed his leg and dragged him away, causing the electric light to disperse. This powerful move was ultimately thwarted.

His move broken, Luo Bingfeng’s face turned pale, clearly taking a significant hit.

Luo Bingfeng turned, looking at Qian Ye, who was still dragging him, and seeing that his abdominal wound had mostly healed, he sneered, “The empire’s recovery medicine is this strong? But having narrowly escaped, you still return to die. Foolish.”

Luo Bingfeng shook off Qian Ye with his right leg, then kicked him in the chest! Qian Ye’s body, though strong, cracked and splintered, with who knows how many broken ribs.

But Qian Ye didn’t let go, hanging onto Luo Bingfeng’s leg.

Luo Bingfeng’s face flashed with killing intent, “So eager to die? I’ll grant your wish!”

He was about to kick again, but Qian Ye pointed at him, shouting, “You are not invincible!”

In front of Luo Bingfeng, a large pair of light wings slowly spread, and the dazzling light stung his eyes. A feather of light flew out, disappearing into his chest.

The danger sense filled Luo Bingfeng, but the feather was too close, instantly entering his body, leaving no room to dodge or defend. Even his original force shield didn’t have time to activate.

Luo Bingfeng screamed, kicking Qian Ye away and looking down at his chest. There was no visible wound, but in his perception, a huge void had opened, and his vitality was rapidly draining. Even with his strength, he felt weak and shocked.

It wasn’t until he was hit by the Origin Gun that Luo Bingfeng realized it wasn’t the Wolf King’s weakness, but the Origin Gun’s overwhelming power, even a Divine General would struggle to bear. Qian Ye risked everything, clinging to his leg, to ensure he couldn’t dodge the Origin Gun!

Looking at the severely injured Qian Ye, Luo Bingfeng’s eyes showed no killing intent, only deep regret. He muttered, “If I become a Celestial King, you would be my best opponent. Alas!”

Luo Bingfeng reached into his robe, slowly drawing a transparent, almost non-existent soft sword. The sword emitted a mysterious light and straightened with a shake.

Throughout the battle, Luo Bingfeng had never used a weapon until now.

He gently wiped the blade, his face filled with fervor and reverence, clearly this was a sword of great significance. Luo Bingfeng intended to use this special sword to send Qian Ye on his way.

It was a sign of respect between strongmen.