Ling Hong's pupils suddenly shrank, but he had no time to save Meng Jingxian, because behind him, there was an extremely sharp cold light. The blade had not yet arrived, but the cold aura emitted from it made Ling Hong feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. At this moment, Ling Hong discovered that his body had fallen into a terrible rigidity. Unknowingly, his movements were restricted by the opponent.
Like the sneer of the Grim Reaper, the shadow wrapped the blade and directly cut towards Ling Hong's neck. If this attack was successful, then there was no doubt that Ling Hong's head would no longer belong to him.
Boom!
At this moment, a large number of white light engravings suddenly spread out from Ling Hong's body. Dense circuits appeared all over his body, and even his face was no exception. In an instant, it was covered by the light.
The rigidity of the imprisonment disappeared. The opponent did not seem to expect Ling Hong to have the strength to counterattack at this moment. The blade fluctuated slightly, but there was no change in the slightest. It still drew a beautiful arc and went straight for Ling Hong's neck.
It seemed to be mocking Ling Hong. Even if he could break free from the rigidity, he could not avoid the assassination. He did not even bother to change the direction of the attack.
Unfortunately, Ling Hong was not an ordinary person. Perhaps for other people who were killed, such an attack was impossible to dodge, but for Ling Hong, for the Southern Dipper Oracle of Akatsuki, this attack was not enough to kill him in one blow!
Buzz!
Ling Hong's right hand appeared in front of him without any warning. His entire right index finger was covered in a white light in an instant, as if it was completely condensed out of light. He pointed directly at the dagger that was thrusting towards him.
Boom!
A terrifying buzz broke out. The dagger in the shadow was poked by Ling Hong's finger. A large amount of light spiritual power burst out in an instant, through the dagger, toward the shadow behind.
However, the shadow seemed to be aware of the danger in advance. The moment Ling Hong's Divine Light Finger came, he actually withdrew some of his strength and retreated immediately after the collision.
However, it was obvious that he had underestimated the power of Ling Hong's Divine Light Finger. The first time this technique appeared in the Hidden Scriptures Pavilion, it was able to kill the Original Infant Stage Song Hongbing and nearly 2000 other cultivators with a single finger. Although no one knew what Ling Hong had obtained from the seventh level of the Hidden Scriptures Pavilion, it was obvious that this Divine Light Finger was a secret manual from there. From the looks of the grades of every level of the Hidden Scriptures Pavilion, it was no surprise that this Divine Light Finger was a secret manual from there!
At this moment, even though he couldn't display much of its power in a hurry, it was still an extremely terrifying attack.
A muffled groan came from the shadow, and the terrifying light spiritual energy caused the shape of the shadow to become a lot more solid, but it still couldn't completely illuminate what the hell it was.
Just as Ling Hong was about to continue the chase, the shadow didn't seem to want to touch Ling Hong again. It used Ling Hong's power to retreat into the forest and disappear.
On the index finger of Ling Hong's right hand, there was a terrible wound that was bleeding, and it was wrapped up by the light engravings.
On the other side, the moment the arm with the "North" ring was cut off, a low growl could be heard.
"Dance of Death!"
In an instant, Meng Jingxian's disappeared figure reappeared on the battlefield. However, it wasn't a physical body, but a shadow. Like the Grim Reaper, it took strange steps and flashed rapidly in close proximity. The cold edge of the dagger slashed from time to time, and a strong dark aura burst out. In an instant, with the origin as the center, it turned into a black sphere with a radius of three meters, enveloping Meng Jingxian and the person who attacked him.
However, in the next moment, a shadow flashed out of the black sphere, and without the slightest hesitation, it disappeared into the forest in a few flashes, as if it had never appeared at all.
All of this happened too fast. The assassination of Ling Hong and Meng Jingxian was launched almost at the same time, and from the beginning to the end, the whole process didn't even take three breaths of time. When the two of them reacted, there was no trace left in the surroundings, only a wisp of breeze, bringing with it an even stronger smell of blood.
Plop!
The black sphere of light disappeared, and Meng Jingxian was sweating profusely with a painful expression. Holding the dagger in his right hand, he directly fell to the ground. His left shoulder was cut off by a dagger, and the cut was smooth and fresh blood raged.
"Jingxian!" Ling Hong flashed over, and with a roll of his right hand, he took Meng Jingxian's severed arm and directly connected it to the wound on his left shoulder. At the same time, a strong aura of light erupted, and began to heal Meng Jingxian's injury.
Meng Jingxian gritted his teeth, and his cheeks puffed up. He didn't say a word, but the sweat on his face was like a waterfall, splashing on the ground.
From the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word, and even at the moment when his arm was cut off, he didn't cry out because of the pain.
After a while, Ling Hong withdrew the light spiritual energy on his body, and looked at Meng Jingxian, whose face was pale as if he had just been fished out of the water, and said, "It's nothing serious, just rest for a while, and I promise you there won't be any sequelae!"
In fact, if it weren't for the conflict between the light spiritual energy and Meng Jingxian's dark spiritual energy, with Ling Hong's cultivation of the light attribute, he could completely heal Meng Jingxian directly. However, in order to prevent any accidents, Ling Hong still chose to be conservative, and try not to conflict with the dark spiritual energy as much as possible.
"Ha … Haha … It's good to have a nanny by my side!" Meng Jingxian's pale face squeezed out an ugly smile, and said half-jokingly.
Ling Hong wasn't angry, and just looked at Meng Jingxian with a solemn expression.
"The two shadows just now are extremely terrifying assassins, specializing in assassination. After their first attack failed, they didn't make any other plans, and directly retreated. Even if they had the strength to fight us head-on, they didn't continue to kill us. How terrifying!" Ling Hong said, as if he was comforting Meng Jingxian, but also as if he was talking to himself.
"If they chose to continue fighting, I'm afraid … I won't be able to survive …" Meng Jingxian's hand pressed on the ground slowly clenched, and his knuckles turned white.
Indeed, in the battle just now, he had displayed all his abilities in an instant. The King's Secret Technique, the Dance of Death, the Cold Blade Dagger, the Touch of Darkness, he had done his best to erupt with all his might. Unfortunately, in the end, he couldn't hurt the shadow much, which could be seen from the other party's calm retreat.
In the end, his strength was still too weak, at the Peak of Foundation Establishment, which was nothing in the Holy Realm Dwellers' Mansion. Even if he had the dark attribute and the King's Secret Technique, it was still the same. Assassins of that level, as long as they were determined to kill him, there was not much room for resistance. In the end, only death was left.
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