419: Chapter 419 Xu Ruyu, is this all you've got?

This realization filled her with fear.

It was not fear of Mo Feng, nor fear of the future, but fear of herself.

She feared this uncontrollable emotion, feared this inexplicable softness of heart, and feared that she would become someone she didn't even recognize.

Xiao Nianyin's fingertips dug deep into her palms; the pain helped clear her head a little.

She lowered her eyes and bowed her head again, suppressing all her emotions back into the depths of her heart.

No matter the outcome, she could not show it.

She had to stand here, quietly and reservedly, like a bystander, watching this duel come to an end.

As for which side her heart leaned toward—

Even she herself did not know.

In the center of the arena, Mo Feng had grown impatient.

He raised his long sword, a cold light flaring brightly along the blade as a terrifying aura erupted from his body!

That was the pressure of the Half-step Saint Realm, as heavy as a mountain and as deep as an abyss, pressing down so hard that those around him could barely breathe!

Several Hehuan Sect Disciples with lower cultivation turned pale and stumbled backward, nearly falling to the ground.

Zhou Daniu gritted his teeth and held on, veins bulging on his forehead, his legs trembling, but he refused to take a single step back.

Li Ergou was no better off; his face was deathly pale and his lips were purple, but he still stood his ground.

As for the three people at the valley entrance—

Leng Ningshuang was still leaning against the pine tree, not even changing her posture.

When that pressure reached her, it was as if it had struck an invisible wall; it automatically diverted and slid past her, not even blowing a single strand of her hair.

She even yawned, lazily shifting her posture to move her weight from her left foot to her right.

Zhao Yan was even more exaggerated; when the pressure came, he was busy picking his teeth with his head down, as if he hadn't felt a thing.

He picked for a long time, extracted a bit of vegetable leaf from between his teeth, flicked his finger, tucked his hand back into his sleeve, and muttered, "This old thing, releasing pressure is just like passing gas—stinky as hell."

Ning Caihe remained expressionless and motionless.

The pressure fell upon his body as if landing on a stone, failing to elicit any reaction.

His gaze remained locked on Xu Ruyu's back, calm and focused.

"Xu Ruyu, die!"

Mo Feng roared and was about to strike!

However, at that very instant—

Xu Ruyu moved.

His finger pulled the trigger, and the muzzle of the qi-breaking gun spewed out a pale golden beam of light!

"Bang!"

A loud bang made everyone's eardrums ache, and the few Taihu Clan Disciples standing nearby instinctively covered their ears.

Mo Feng sneered and swung his long sword, sending a sharp Sword Qi to meet the beam of light.

He hadn't taken this shot seriously at all—what kind of power could a piece of junk used by someone at the Qi Refinement Stage possibly have?

He didn't even use his full strength, employing only thirty percent of his power.

However—

"Boom!"

The Sword Qi collided with the beam of light; the beam shattered, turning into a sky full of golden light specks, as brilliant as fireworks.

Mo Feng's Sword Qi also dissipated for the most part, but its remaining momentum continued to fly toward Xu Ruyu.

Xu Ruyu dodged to the side, and the Sword Qi grazed his shoulder, splitting a boulder over a person's height behind him in two!

Gravel flew and dust swirled.

"Is that it?" Mo Feng scoffed, his eyes full of disdain. "Xu Ruyu, is that all the power your broken gun has? It can't even block thirty percent of this Elder's power, yet you dare to duel me?"

Xu Ruyu did not answer, but the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile.

Because his goal had already been achieved.

He had never expected this shot to injure Mo Feng.

What he wanted was for Mo Feng to focus all his attention on the qi-breaking gun, making him think that this was his only trump card.

To make him lower his guard and underestimate his enemy.

And now—

Xu Ruyu flipped his left hand and pulled something from his storage ring that he had never shown to anyone before!

It was a tubular Spiritual Artifact, more than three times thicker than the qi-breaking gun, forged entirely from dark golden mysterious iron and piglets Star-patterned steel, its surface densely engraved with complex Array Pattern.

Those Array Pattern were more than ten times more complex than those on the qi-breaking gun, layered upon one another like the most intricate circuit diagram, with every line exuding a dangerous aura.

At the rear of the tube was a huge energy chamber embedded with three fist-sized energy crystals, emitting a blinding silver light; these were the top-grade crystals he had carefully selected from the Taihao Clan's collection.

psionic rocket launcher!

This was the ultimate weapon Xu Ruyu had spent five days and five nights Artifact Refining at the Illusory Moon Well, using the best Materials from the Taihao Clan's collection to forge!

Its power was more than ten times that of the qi-breaking gun!

With a single shot, it was enough to level a small hill!

He hadn't wanted to reveal this trump card so soon, but Mo Feng was pushing him too hard, so he couldn't afford to care about that anymore.

He had been hiding this Spiritual Artifact, never having shown it to anyone before.

Because he knew this was his final trump card, only to be brought out at the most critical moment.

And now, it was the most critical moment.

Mo Feng's pupils contracted violently when he saw that Spiritual Artifact!

He felt an unprecedented aura of danger emanating from that thick cannon barrel, a sensation that sent a chill down his spine and made his hair stand on end!

"What is that?!"

He exclaimed, his voice cracking.

Xu Ruyu did not answer.

He shouldered the psionic rocket launcher, aimed the muzzle at Mo Feng, curled his lips into a cold smile, and a flash of murderous intent crossed his eyes.

"Elder Mo Feng, didn't you want to know how powerful my gun is?"

He paused, then said word by word, his voice as cold as ten-thousand-year glacial ice: "Now, let me show you what a real Spiritual Artifact is."

Before his voice had even faded, he pulled the trigger!

"Boom!!!"

A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar erupted, making the entire mountain gate tremble!