132: Chapter 133 Fierce Battle

The Yin Armor stared at him with its pupil-less eyes, filled with coldness and dead silence!

Even though he was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, he felt a chill run down his spine at this moment.

Chen Qingyuan remained silent, the blazing sun mirror suspended by his side.

He knew clearly that with his own Qi Refinement Stage cultivation, any attack would struggle to cause substantial damage to a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

But the Yin Armor was different!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—" Several beams of the blazing sun mirror's treasure light shot out, not to injure the enemy, but to block the Short and Sturdy Man's movement space, forcing him to dodge left and right.

Creating an opportunity for the Yin Armor!

After a few breaths, the Yin Armor moved!

The dark iron spear seemed to come alive in its hands; the shaft arched slightly like a python, then suddenly sprang upward, the spear tip flicking out like a viper's tongue, striking directly at the Short and Sturdy Man's chin!

This "Lift" Move was tricky and vicious, completely unexpected.

The Short and Sturdy Man was startled and hurriedly leaned back, his fists barely protecting his front.

"Clang!" The spear tip collided with the gauntlets, sparks flying everywhere.

However, this was only the beginning!

The Yin Armor did not let up, the spear spinning with the force of the collision, its Move changing instantly.

"Sweep!" The spear whistled as it swept out, the spear shadow unfolding like a fan; this sweep was powerful and heavy, as if it wanted to cut him in half at the waist.

The Short and Sturdy Man's expression changed drastically, his entire body rolling along the ground, the wind of the spear grazing past the tip of his nose.

But before he could even stand up— "Cleave!" The Yin Armor had already changed its Move!

The spear traced a semicircle in the air, crashing down from the highest point with the momentum of a downward strike!

Before the spear even arrived, the heavy Spiritual Pressure had already caused the ground to cave in.

"Not good!" The Short and Sturdy Man's pupils constricted; if this strike landed, even a Foundation Establishment Body Cultivator would suffer broken bones and tendons!

But the Yin Armor's spear momentum was interlinked, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

In the critical moment, he roared, crossing his arms upward, his entire body's spiritual power surging madly to condense into a thick, earth-yellow light shield!

"Boom—!!!" The spear slammed heavily onto the light shield, erupting with a deafening roar.

The shockwave spread out in a ring, destroying all the surrounding vegetation.

The Short and Sturdy Man felt his arms were about to split, the protective light shield flickering violently, finally shattering with a "crack!"

His whole body was smashed deep into the ground by the force of this cleave, his throat tasted sweet, and another mouthful of blood was sprayed out.

These three consecutive spear strikes—Lift, Sweep, and Cleave—flowed like moving clouds and flowing water, showcasing the agility and ferocity of the spear to the fullest.

Even Chen Qingyuan, in the distance, felt his heart surge with excitement at this moment.

Ever since the Yin Armor advanced to become a Ghost General, its combat instincts and use of the spear had reached a whole new height, as if it were a general who had been immersed in the battlefield for many years!

Every Move was extremely simple, yet it performed the basic spear techniques like "Stab, Collapse, Sweep, and Cleave" with divine mastery.

Now, back to the Short and Sturdy Man!

As a Body Cultivator, the Short and Sturdy Man, who should have been extremely adept at close-quarters combat, was now being suppressed by the Yin Armor, whose cultivation was weaker than his, and was left without any ability to fight back due to its exquisite spear technique!

This feeling of being stifled, having strength but nowhere to use it, was like poisonous fire burning his heart, driving him almost to madness!

"Brat! This is what you forced me to do! I will make sure you die without a whole corpse!"

His eyes were blood-red, resembling a mad tiger; completely disregarding the injuries in his body, he violently shook his arms, and the hideous beast patterns on them suddenly lit up!

It seemed as if a more violent aura than before was erupting from within his body!

His body expanded visibly by a circle, and patches of scale-like patterns appeared on the surface of his skin, his aura surging straight toward the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment!

But at the same time, his seven orifices began to bleed!

"Second Brother! Don't! Stop quickly!"

On the other side, the Red-Robed Cultivator, who was struggling to maneuver against Mo Yuan, had been keeping a distracted eye on the battle here.

Seeing that he was forced to use such a self-mutilating secret technique, his expression changed drastically!

Others might not know, but he knew clearly!

Once this technique was used, even if they won, the Second Brother's Foundation would be severely damaged, making it difficult to recover within a few years, and it might even cut off his path to the Dao!

Regardless of victory or defeat, it was a losing trade!

However, it was this distraction that created the conditions for Mo Yuan!

Mo Yuan pointed his fingers like a sword.

The Flying Sword, which was tangling with the Red-Robed Cultivator, suddenly emitted a clear sword chime; as the sword body vibrated, it split into thousands of sword threads as fine as ox hair!

As soon as these sword threads appeared, they seemed to possess life, weaving into a net of swords that was sparse but leaked nothing, sealing off all space for the Red-Robed Cultivator to dodge.

The Red-Robed Cultivator was terrified out of his wits, no longer caring about the battle situation on the Short and Sturdy Man's side.

He desperately twisted his body, fiercely fanning the flame feather fan in his hand backward!

"Boom!" The raging flames soared into the sky, the scorching heat waves rolling, instantly turning into a wall of fire.

The vast majority of the sword threads vanished like melting ice and snow the moment they touched the flames.

However, the number of sword threads was too great, and their trajectories were too tricky and bizarre! He was ultimately half a beat too slow!

"Swoosh!" The Red-Robed Cultivator's left shoulder!

A hair-thin wound appeared, with no blood visible at first.

But the next moment, a sharp Sword Qi had already penetrated through the wound, crazily rushing toward his internal organs, and wherever it passed, his blood and Qi roiled!

"Pfft!" The Red-Robed Cultivator's body shook violently, and he sprayed a large mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with terror and a hint of regret as he looked at Mo Yuan.

He never expected that the pursuit, which he thought was a sure thing, would develop to such a point!

The Second Brother was forced to burn his blood, and he himself was seriously injured...

His gaze involuntarily turned again to Chen Qingyuan, who was only at the Qi Refinement Stage on the other side, and his heart churned with stormy waves!

"What kind of monster is this? To be able to force the Second Brother, who is a Body Cultivator, to the point of burning his blood?!"

At this moment, after Mo Yuan forced the Red-Robed Cultivator back with one sword strike, he couldn't help but glance at Chen Qingyuan and the Yin Armor, a look of shock appearing on his pale face for the first time.

Having cooperated and fought side-by-side against the Liu Family, he had long guessed that Chen Qingyuan had the means to contend with a Foundation Establishment Cultivator!

Yet he did not expect it to be like this!

"This kid... just how many more secrets does he have?"

"Roar!!!" Just at this moment, the Short and Sturdy Man, who had activated the "Blood-Burning Beast Pattern," let out a roar that sounded completely unlike a human, his eyes completely filled with blood color.

No longer dodging, he leaped up from the deep pit! He punched out in mid-air, the blood light wrapping around his fist actually smashing open the Yin Armor's sweeping spear!

"Clang!" The loud sound shook the surroundings! The Yin Armor was shaken back several steps by this violent power.

The Short and Sturdy Man did not let up, pouncing forward like a mad demon, his fists turning into a sky full of blood shadows, disregarding his own defense, attacking only and not defending, completely in a style of fighting to the death!

Seeing the battle situation reverse, the Red-Robed Cultivator, who had been silent, had an uncertain expression, but he gritted his teeth and shouted urgently toward Mo Yuan and Chen Qingyuan, "Stop! You two, please stop! We admit defeat! Let today's matter end here; we will leave immediately and swear a Heart Demon oath never to reveal your whereabouts, how about it?!"