Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1430 - 165: Uninvited... Evil!
At this moment, two intense Flames of Fighting Will began to ignite in her Spiritual Vision.
With precision beyond measure, life and death transpired in silence.
These two were the strongest among the Grandmasters.
Lu Qingxue's entire aura began to settle and solidify, but in her eyes, as clear as water, arose a battle intent representing ultimate coldness.
The Swordsmanship Heart, should follow its true intent, advancing with no retreat.
A longbow was carried on her back.
Lu Qingxue drew the Snow Building Sword, positioning it in front of her.
As her jade-white elegant hand slowly drew it out, a dazzling sword light instantly soared into the sky.
At that moment, Lu Qingxue's mind was void of external distractions, her eyes bore neither sorrow nor joy.
In her cultivation, only the most tranquil heart could witness the utmost strength.
Thus, on her path of Sword Dao cultivation, she had no bottleneck, reaching the summit at such a young age.
On the path of Sword Dao, the stronger one faces, the stronger one becomes.
And thus, this time, Lu Qingxue, with her unparalleled sharpness, took the initiative to counterattack.
At this moment, the Flame of Fighting Will was raging and steaming over her body.
From being like an ice-bound beauty to a Swordsmanship Master whose brilliance cannot be directly gazed upon, this shift from stillness to action occurred in an instant.
Red Snake and Dark Snake exchanged a glance.
Both simultaneously drew their sabers, one on the left and one on the right, their bodies leaning forward as their steps interwove like phantoms, beginning a ghostly advance.
In dealing with a formidable enemy, one must not be distracted.
Seeing this scene, Lorenzo, with a smile on his lips, slowly retreated back into the jungle.
He still preferred the darkness...
The rustling sound of the wind began to resonate through the jungle.
A black shadow suddenly emerged eerily at the top of a broad-leaved tree not far away.
Those eyes, with a faint yellow hue like a viper's slit pupils, instilled fear at a glance.
"He" quietly watched the battle ensuing in the distance, then lowered his head...
On the trunk beneath him.
A soldier clad in jungle camouflage was intently looking through a sniper scope ahead.
He was a top sniper from the Cikui Family, responsible for delivering a fatal shot in the upcoming battle.
But for some reason, he didn't notice the unusual black shadow that appeared above.
Heh heh...
An uncanny smile appeared at the corner of the mouth.
The black shadow opened its mouth, revealing rows of sharp teeth, and as the dappled light and shadow shone on its face, what was revealed were patches of scales.
Rustle...
The wind blew through the jungle, leaves swaying.
His ears twitched, and a slight doubt emerged in the sniper's mind.
He had been here for 40 minutes, quite certain he had never heard the sound of wind rustling the leaves like this.
Has the wind picked up?
He licked his index finger and slowly raised it.
No change in temperature direction...
No wind?
The sniper squinted his eyes.
At this moment, a faint putrid smell reached his nostrils.
The pupil in the eye closely attached to the sniper scope suddenly shrank to a pinpoint.
There must be some kind of serpentine creature approaching!
His body seemed to stretch as he moved slowly, and in the next instant, flipped downward into a fall!
Simultaneously twisting his waist, preparing to complete a barrel-roll in mid-air to pivot the gun barrel around.
His confidence as a top sniper assured him he could complete all these actions before landing.
But in reality, events unfolded faster than imagined.
Just as his muscles tensed, and his body barely began to fall.
A scarlet tongue suddenly shot out, piercing straight through the back of his head.
The fragile skull offered no resistance against the tongue thrusting like a spiked cone.
The tongue pierced through the entire head, twisting deftly, in an instant whisking the body back up onto the tree.
The black shadow with its scaly face looked at the corpse at its feet, the corpse's hands still clinging tightly to the sniper rifle.
A noiseless, mocking grin appeared on the black shadow's face.
His eyes flashed with a hunger, greedily licking the corner of his mouth, bending down...
The rustling sound arose in the woods.
No one knew just what occurred in this moment, in this unobserved corner.
The jungle was vast, the foliage too dense.
Furthermore, the battle over there was too intense.
…
The motion of drawing a sword had just been executed.
The dense and snowy shadows of the sword instantly vanished, like the startling oblique horn of an antelope slanting out to stab.
Ding!
Sparks showered in all directions.
Lu Qingxue's sword accurately blocked an unknown blade that appeared out of nowhere.
Manifestation Style—Reverse Ghost Blade!
For the first time, turbulence flashed in Red Snake's eyes.
The two brothers, one in the light, one in the dark.
Under such a coordinated attack, if the opponent merely launched a strong assault or constantly defended, even the strongest enemy would fall into their trap.
But it was unimaginable that the originally incessant sword attacks matched the eeriness of their blade.
Those clear and cold eyes faced Red Snake, without any emotion.
Since Lu Qingxue recognized the opponent's style, then all the strange moves within the Manifestation Style had no effect on her.
A Swordsmanship Master, of course, is not an empty title.
And having evaded the Ghost Blade, it was the perfect moment to launch an attack.
So, without giving her opponent time to react, Lu Qingxue pressed the attack.
Sword Technique—Wind Returning Snow.
The slanted sword wind flared toward the sky, the foremost part of the Snow Building Sword drawing a remarkable arc.
Then, it rebounded heavily.
Boom!
The sword tip instantaneously erupted in countless phantoms.
Dense sparks burst upon Red Snake's chest.
Panic finally arose in Red Snake's heart, swiftly dodging away.
After rolling and retreating five meters, looking at the crisscrossing sword marks on his chest, he felt a deep fear.
If not for this nano armor being sufficiently sturdy.
The flying snow of chaotic swords would have shredded his chest to pieces.
Yet for Lu Qingxue, she only forced her opponent to retreat with this move, without any ripple in her eyes.
She precisely parried the attacks from Dark Snake.
The long sword remained motionless, yet Lu Qingxue herself rotated in a dazzling circle around the hilt.
Sword Technique—Ice Lotus.
Originally, this was merely a maneuver to evade attack, but as Lu Qingxue landed again, twisting her wrist.
The power stored during the airborne turn thoroughly burst forth.
The sword edge intersected in the air, casting countless illusions.
This strike transcended time and space.
Red Snake, preparing to re-enter the fray, suddenly froze.
Bloodshot filled his eyes, and he stiffly tried to lower his head to look, but he couldn't.
Because this time, a pure white and flawless sword similarly meandered along his chest, stabbing upward.
With the flexibility of the sword edge, completing an almost unimaginable assassination.
This sword pierced into the gap in his armor at the chin.
The sword's edge resisted his skull, so he could not lower his head.
The light of life in his eyes was fading fast.
Lu Qingxue, half-kneeling on the ground, with no expression in her eyes, sharply drew her hand.
Red Snake's corpse collapsed powerlessly.
He muttered, trying to say something, but the spark of life in his eyes had been utterly extinguished.
Witnessing this scene, fury erupted in Dark Snake's eyes.
His attack intensity multiplied wildly at that moment.
"Your mind is in chaos."
Lu Qingxue finally spoke.
She, like a light-footed fairy in snow, danced under the gleaming blades.
Each time, the blade barely scraped her body without making contact.
Suddenly, Lu Qingxue's long sword spun in a half-moon arc.
The sword edge looped around the opponent's blade, striking with a tap.
Dark Snake's form instantly froze.
