Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

Just as the two women were about to kill themselves, the blurry Illusion in their line of sight gradually grew clear.

This made Ye Rou’s movements falter.

”Xiaoshuang!” Ye Rou called out softly. She didn’t know if it was an Illusion or if Ye Wushuang had really come to save them.

”Ye Rou!” Seeing Ye Rou’s gaze fixed on the distance, Qianling called out weakly.

At the same time, a familiar cry also came from the distance: ”Sister!”

The single word sounded unreal to Ye Rou.

”Qianling, what did you hear?”

A hint of joy bloomed on Ye Rou’s beautiful face. Supporting Qianling, she fled forward. Amid the whistling wind, she could still distinguish that familiar voice.

Qianling was bewildered, but she listened carefully. A moment later, she too heard a familiar voice.

The two women immediately exchanged a look.

Ye Rou unleashed all her strength, channeling it into her Treasure Robe as she ran toward the figure in white.

Behind them, Liuu Yifei laughed wildly, launching one attack after another. Some she dodged, but others struck her from behind.

Wave after wave of boundless energy slammed into her, causing the Treasure Robe she wore to grow dim.

The figure in white was moving incredibly fast, and Liuu Yifei noticed it as well.

He narrowed his eyes, ceased his attacks, and extended his Divine Sense. The hatred on his face suddenly intensified to an extreme as he spat through clenched teeth, ”Ye Wushuang, I can’t believe you’ve come here to die!”

Liuu Yifei gave a sinister smile and turned to the two women. ”Since he’s here, there’s no longer any use in keeping you alive.”

The moment he finished speaking, Liuu Yifei raised his hand. A blood-red sword flare tore out from Xie Yun and descended upon the two women.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

From the distance, one Thunder Sword after another shot forth. Like roaring Thunder Dragons, they hurtled toward Liuu Yifei with killing intent.

The void was shattered by the terrifying lightning, collapsing and churning up violent tempests.

”Hmph!”

Liuu Yifei snorted. A heaven-blotting blood palm descended, fiercely swatting at the incoming Thunder Swords.

The two attacks collided and exploded.

CRACKLE!

Amid the deafening blast, crackling serpents of electricity shot out in all directions, striking the void.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Rou and Qianling quickened their pace and dodged the Blood Sword’s deadly strike.

However, the Blood Sword’s assault was terrifying. It landed behind them, but the horrific Killing Power of the blow still sent the two women flying.

”Sister!”

A figure strode through the air, instantly catching Ye Rou and Qianling in an embrace.

Before his feet could even touch the ground, Xie Yun came rolling in.

”Ye Wushuang, die!”

A cold, sinister voice erupted from Liuu Yifei’s mouth. Countless blood-red Sword Auras formed a Heaven-Reaching Blood River that stretched across the void and descended upon them.

The dense barrage of attacks left Ye Wushuang with no room to escape.

Of course, it was not that he could not dodge, but with the two women in his arms, his hands were not free to fight back.

Thus, he could only use his Treasure Body to endure the blow head-on.

RUMBLE!

Golden Dragon Scales covered his body, making him look as majestic and noble as a living Dragon Emperor.

A dazzling golden radiance shot out in all directions. Like a golden Ultimate Yang, it enveloped the two women.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The descending Blood Swords were blocked by a series of dragon-shaped phantoms.

Seizing the chance, Ye Wushuang retreated hundreds of feet in a flash, still holding the two women.

”Xiaoshuang!”

”Junior Brother Ye!”

Seeing that it was indeed Ye Wushuang who had come, the two women’s faces lit up with smiles of joy and relief.

Seeing the two women grievously injured and covered in blood, an uncontrollable rage surged up within Ye Wushuang.

If he had been any later, he feared both of them would have been killed.

BOOM!

Ye Wushuang landed on the ground. He immediately took out Healing Treasure Pills and fed them to the two women, continuously infusing their bodies with Tai Chi Power.

The Tai Chi Power possessed a wondrous healing ability that temporarily stabilized their injuries.

At the same time, Qiu Mo also arrived.

The two had been searching the grasslands for a long time and were about to head for the Divine Communication Tower.

However, just as they were about to leave, they sensed the sound of explosions in the distance and rushed over to investigate.

They arrived just in time to see Liuu Yifei attacking the two women.

”Have you all come here to die? Ye Wushuang, in a moment I will cripple you, and then I’ll make you watch as these companions of yours die right before your eyes.”

Liuu Yifei charged over and hovered in mid-air, his icy gaze fixed on Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang’s face was like a sheet of ice, his cold fury at its peak. Wasting no words on Liuu Yifei, he turned to Ye Rou and asked, ”How many palm strikes did he hit you with?”

”How many? I can’t remember clearly. It felt like a lot!”

Before Ye Rou could even speak, Liuu Yifei burst out laughing.

”He hit me eight times, and Qianling six!”

Ye Rou stared furiously at Liuu Yifei, by no means forgetting how he had humiliated and toyed with them.

”Fourteen palm strikes.”

’Fourteen strikes,’ Ye Wushuang muttered, unable to suppress the rage in his heart. He took a step forward.

”Xiaoshuang!” Ye Rou cried out worriedly. Liuu Yifei was too strong and his methods were bizarre; she feared Ye Wushuang would suffer for it.

”Don’t worry about me. He struck you fourteen times, so I will cut him... one hundred and forty times!”

Ye Wushuang was truly enraged. Grasping the Dragon Blood Battle Saber, he took a single step up into the air.

”Ye Wushuang, are you filled with anger and pain? But you can’t kill me! Hahaha!”

Liuu Yifei laughed with supreme confidence. Having obtained a great opportunity, his strength had increased immensely. How could Ye Wushuang possibly be his opponent?

”Survive one hundred and forty cuts, then we can talk.”

Cold light flashed in Ye Wushuang’s eyes as he swung his saber. Although the Dragon Blood Battle Saber had been dulled, empowered by his Dragon Spirit True Essence, its peerless killing aura was still terrifying.

A crimson light flared, creating a brilliant blade of energy that shot directly toward Xie Yun.

Liuu Yifei’s smile vanished within Xie Yun. He thrust out a palm, and Xie Yun frantically devoured the Spiritual Qi from all directions, forming a giant hand that grabbed the crimson blade of light and crushed it.

Ye Wushuang unleashed several more blades of light, his figure flashing forward with them. Empowered by his Treasure Body, he charged directly at Liuu Yifei within Xie Yun, his saber raised to strike.

Liuu Yifei immediately raised a Blood Sword, which expanded to dozens of feet long as it hacked down.

CLANG!

The Battle Saber and the Blood Sword clashed violently, vibrating against one another. Sparks flew like sharp arrows, piercing through the void.

”One cut!” Ye Wushuang spat. With his Treasure Body active, he punched the Blood Sword with his free hand, knocking it aside.

At the same time, his Dragon Blood Battle Saber pierced through Xie Yun and struck Liuu Yifei.

SPLURT!

A spray of blood flew out. It was viscous and clumpy, utterly disgusting.

”Monster!”

Ye Wushuang slashed once, and then a second cut fell without warning.

”Aargh!” Liuu Yifei shrieked. Struck by two consecutive cuts, two gaping, bloody wounds appeared on his body, making him cry out in pain.

Bizarrely, however, his crimson skin writhed, converging on the wounds. The two gashes strangely sealed themselves shut.

Around the former wounds, the crimson skin was now twisted and shriveled, as if all the blood had been drained from it, looking utterly grotesque.

This bizarre transformation made Ye Wushuang’s brow furrow deeply.