180: Chapter 180 was really fun!

Boom!!!

The moment Shen Yi severed the electromagnetic chains, the alarm system inside the entire hangar let out a piercing shriek, and red warning lights spun wildly on the dome ceiling.

But she did not look back.

Pale cyan spiritual patterns exploded beneath her feet like a blooming green lotus, lifting her figure and causing her to vanish from the spot instantly.

The next instant, in front of the ruins at the hangar entrance, a cyan sword light descended from the sky, piercing accurately toward Munro's heart from behind!

"Hmm?"

Munro's reaction was extremely fast; he blocked behind him with the ship-cutting blade at the critical moment.

Clang!

The crisp sound of metal colliding made one's eardrums ache.

Shen Yi held her sword with one hand, the tip pressed against the blade of the ship-cutting blade, her body suspended in mid-air, clothes fluttering.

"There's another one?"

Munro turned his head, capturing Shen Yi's figure through his armor's visual interface, surprise appearing in his voice for the first time.

"Tier 6... no, an aura close to Tier 6, yet the cultivation is still at the early stage of Tier 5?! Just how many monster geniuses does Great Xia have?!"

"Go!"

Shen Yi did not answer Munro but shouted sharply at Ji Wuchen and Gu Yunting inside the hangar. At the same time, she formed a seal with her left hand, and three cyan, dark chains flew out from her sleeves, winding toward Munro's limbs.

"You're courting death!"

Munro roared, the ship-cutting blade spinning violently, the silver-white energy blade surging and shredding the chains to pieces. But in his distraction, Lin Mo, who was directly in front, had already moved.

Lin Mo's figure was like a ghost, instantly sweeping past Aiken's defensive line, the longyuan blade aiming straight for Munro's throat.

"Don't even think about it!"

Aiken was covered in blood, yet at this moment, he erupted with astonishing speed, his dark golden gauntlets forcibly blocking Lin Mo's blade.

He was forced back three steps, the armor on his arms completely shattered, revealing the bloodied and mangled muscles beneath, but he had indeed blocked the strike.

"Munro, take care of this woman first!"

Aiken hissed, blood foaming at the corners of his mouth, "She wants to save those two brats, don't let her succeed!"

Munro instantly understood Aiken's intention.

Ji Wuchen and Gu Yunting were bait and also hostages; as long as they remained under control, Lin Mo and Shen Yi would be afraid to act rashly.

"Want to get past me?"

Munro sneered, swinging the ship-cutting blade horizontally. A silver-white blade light tore through the air, forcing Shen Yi back ten zhang, "Get past me first!"

Shen Yi landed, tapped her toes, and her figure swept out again.

This time, her speed was faster, and her sword moves were even sharper.

The cyan sword light poured down like a rainstorm, every sword strike accurately piercing the gaps in the joints of Munro's armor.

"Green Lotus: Three Thousand Piercings!"

Clang, clang, clang, clang—!

The dense sound of impacts was like rain hitting banana leaves.

Munro's massive body retreated continuously amidst the sword rain, countless sparks splashing on the surface of his armor.

He discovered with shock that this seemingly fragile woman's swordsmanship was terrifyingly precise; every attack landed on the weakest nodes of his armor. Even with the energy shield's buffering, fine cracks began to appear at his joints.

"Damn it, I underestimated you!"

Munro roared, suddenly plunging the ship-cutting blade into the ground.

"Divine Art: Steel Sanctuary!"

Dark golden runes erupted from the core in his chest, instantly spreading across the entire battlefield.

The metal debris, shattered mecha parts, and even the iron ore veins underground within a hundred zhang radius all trembled under this divine power, transforming into countless sharp metal spikes that pierced toward Shen Yi from all directions!

Shen Yi's pupils contracted, her figure turning sharply, the cyan sword light weaving into a curtain of light around her.

Clang, clang, clang, clang—!

The metal spikes struck the sword curtain, emitting a teeth-grinding friction sound.

Shen Yi's sword was fast, so fast that the naked eye could not capture it, but the metal spikes summoned by the divine art were endless, pouring down from the ground, from the ruins, and from the sky.

Her sword curtain began to show cracks, and fine beads of sweat seeped from her forehead.

This was the first time Shen Yi had fought with her full strength. Her true combat power had indeed reached the threshold of Tier 6, and her swordsmanship was exquisite and peerless, but facing the divine arts of the Holy Temple Knights, she was ultimately a line short.

"Shen Yi!"

Lin Mo's eyes turned cold; he wanted to go to her aid, but Aiken entangled him like a mad dog.

"Your opponent is me!"

Aiken laughed wildly, the divine art runes on his body completely running rampant, a hint of blood-red even seeping through the dark golden light.

He tore off the armor on his upper body, revealing his sturdy torso, his skin covered in hideous divine art tattoos.

"Divine Art: Blood Rage!"

Boom!

Aiken's speed instantly increased several times over, the energy on his fists condensing until it was solid, every punch thrown accompanied by a shriek that tore the air.

He completely abandoned defense, using a life-for-life fighting style to keep Lin Mo tightly entangled.

Lin Mo snorted coldly, the longyuan blade transforming into a golden-red ribbon of light, clashing head-on with Aiken's fists.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three collisions, the bones in Aiken's right arm emitted a cracking sound of being unable to bear the load, but he seemed not to feel any pain, his left fist immediately slamming toward Lin Mo's face.

"Get lost!"

A cold light flashed in Lin Mo's slit pupils; he turned the hilt and smashed the back of the blade hard against Aiken's temple.

Aiken's vision went black, his whole body flying sideways, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

But at this moment, Munro seized the opportunity, broke free from Shen Yi's sword net, and with the ship-cutting blade carrying a destructive silver-white light blade, slashed down at Shen Yi's head!

"Danger!"

Ji Wuchen and Gu Yunting had just rushed out of the hangar when they saw this scene. Their eyes were bloodshot with rage, but they were heavily injured and could not make it in time to rescue her.

Shen Yi raised her sword to block.

Boom—!

The immense impact force smashed her into the ground, dust and smoke rising everywhere.

Shen Yi knelt in a deep pit, the short sword in her hand already cracked with countless fine lines, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

She looked up, watching Munro approaching step by step with the ship-cutting blade, and Aiken, who was crawling up from the other side, covered in blood but grinning grimly.

The two Temple Knights simultaneously activated the final form of their divine arts.

Munro's armor fused with the divine art runes, transforming into a three-zhang-tall metal giant.

Aiken's body expanded a size, the tattoos on his skin squirming like living creatures, his eyes completely turning into dark golden slit pupils.

Two terrifying auras close to Tier 7 suppressed Shen Yi like mountains.

"It's over, woman of Great Xia."

Munro raised the ship-cutting blade, the silver-white light on the blade condensing to the extreme, "To show respect for your swordsmanship, I will behead you with one strike."

Shen Yi gripped the broken sword tightly, her fingers turning white from the force.

She knew she couldn't block it.

Just then, a golden-red lightning bolt tore through the domain of the divine art's pressure.

Rumble—!

The sky seemed to collapse at this moment, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a water barrel descended from the sky, precisely striking Munro's ship-cutting blade, knocking the giant blade aside by three points. The blade slashed into the scorched earth beside Shen Yi, blasting open a gully dozens of zhang long.

In the dust, Lin Mo walked slowly.

His robes were shattered, revealing his sturdy upper body.

Golden-red dragon scales spread from his neck over his entire body, covering his arms, chest, and even the sides of his cheeks.

His slit pupils completely turned the color of molten gold, and lightning seemed to be gestating in the depths of his eyes.

Most shockingly, behind him, a pair of dragon wing phantoms made of pure lightning faintly emerged, every flap bringing with it destructive electric arcs.

Dragonborn Form—fully activated.

"You two."

Lin Mo's voice became low and hoarse, carrying a non-human majesty, as if an ancient dragon god were whispering.

"Having a good fight?"

He reached out, his five fingers forming a claw, and grasped the air.

Snap!

Aiken's neck seemed to be gripped by an invisible giant hand, his whole body lifted into mid-air, legs kicking wildly.

Lin Mo didn't even glance at him, his gaze fixed solely on Munro.

"Next, I'll fight you."

"Two against one? No..."

A violent arc curled at the corner of his mouth, his dragon wings snapped open, and lightning crackled.

"It's one against two."