Chapter 2678
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Intimidation!
Mofan was well aware of why Mu Ningxue would not show any mercy to the Iwo Jima and his son.
If she showed mercy, would the alliance of factions that had surrounded Fanxue Mountain show any mercy to the people of Fanxue Mountain?
They were here to destroy Fanxue Mountain, not to have a cup of tea. Showing mercy to the enemy was the same as being cruel to one's own people. Mu Ningxue was very decisive about it.
He had to admit that Mu Ningxue had indeed intimidated the enemy. The army of Mages at the foot of the mountain felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over them when they saw the two Super Mages dying in a horrible manner.
Everyone thought the reason they were attacking Fanxue Mountain was far-fetched. If they could not crush the enemy in terms of strength, their alliance would be extremely fragile.
Zhao Jing and Lin Kang were aware of the army's hesitation and restlessness. If they sent people like the Iwo Jima and his son, it would only make it more difficult for them to invade Fanxue Mountain.
"Let's do it together. It won't do anyone any good to drag this out," Zhao Jing said.
Zhao Jing was a madman. He was not stupid enough to let the experts around him fight one by one. It was not a duel. They would be the winners of the battle once they defeated Fanxue Mountain.
Zhao Jing and Lin Kang took the lead and flew out from the army.
Lin Kang was holding a brush in his hand. He swung it at the Tai Chi Chaotic Ice Pattern that Mu Ningxue had summoned. Thick black ink splashed out of the brush, like it was drawing a dragon on a piece of paper on the ground.
The thick black ink suddenly solidified in mid-air, turning into an ink blade that shone with a cold light. It was forged from black iron, tough and sharp!
Whoosh!
The black blade slashed through the Tai Chi Chaotic Ice Pattern with a strong pressure, tearing Mu Ningxue's Domain apart.
Lin Kang had stayed in the northern part of the city for a while. He was well aware of Mu Ningxue's cultivation. He was not as careless as Cao Xiaohan. Every time he attacked, he would cast a deadly spell. However, it was hard to tell which Element he was using. It was as if he had perfectly combined his Super Strength with the brush in his hand!
With a flick of his wrist, an overwhelming tide of ink would appear. It was dark and dense, comparable to the mudslides that were washed down from the majestic mountains by a storm. Not a single forest, village, or town survived.
Mu Ningxue retreated, but the speed of the ink flow was extremely shocking. Even if she stepped on the ground, she could not completely get rid of the ink that covered the sky and earth.
Mu Ningxue's tiny and delicate figure dashed forward. Just as the ink rock flow was about to swallow her like a monster, Mu Ningxue wielded her slender ice sword and swung it backwards, creating a silver arc in the air!
The blade was covered in silver frost. The silver frost spread out along the path of the sword aura. Following the sword aura, it instantly formed an Ice Moon Wall!
The wall was completely made of sparkling and translucent ice crystals. There was a tall area in the center, like a tower that would not fall. Mu Ningxue stood behind the Ice Moon Wall. Even if the ink rock flow was like a wild beast, it could not hurt her at all.
Lin Kang stepped on the ink rock flow and came over. When he saw the Ice Moon Wall rising from the ground, he could not help but smile coldly.
"Iron Pen Throwing Spears, Ten Thousand Spears Piercing the Heart!"
Lin Kang threw the iron pen in his hand at the Ice Moon Wall. The iron pen trembled in the air, creating illusions. The moment it was about to fly towards the Ice Moon Wall, the illusions turned into the sharpest iron pen and ink spears. There were tens of thousands of them!
At this moment, it was like an ancient battlefield. Under a white tower, thousands of iron ballistae shot out heavy iron spears at the defense tower at the same time. The dense iron spears in the air were cruel and spectacular!
The Ice Moon Wall was pierced with thousands of holes, turning into a white beehive in an instant. There were also many iron pen spears that flew towards Mu Ningxue through those holes. The number was equally shocking.
Mu Ningxue stepped on the ground, creating wind traces. Her figure was like a willow swaying in the wind, dodging these sharp iron spears. However, facing such a strong and brutal supernatural power, she had no choice but to gradually retreat.
Lin Kang stepped on one of the iron pens and flew up the Ice Moon Wall. He looked down at Mu Ningxue who was nimble and the corners of his mouth curled up in a mocking smile.
He clenched his right hand in the air. Suddenly, a blood-stained iron pen strangely appeared. He silently threw it towards the tens of thousands of heavy iron pen spears.
The Bloodstained Iron Ink Brush emitted a cold light and looked no different from other crossbow brushes. However, the tip of the brush was wrapped in a horizontal spiral of chilly wind. Within the chilly wind, ghosts and demons gathered. Numerous resentful faces and pairs of sinister eyes mixed together like a dye vat, turning into that cursed chilly wind!
Mu Ningxue dodged back and forth among the spears. Her sharp senses detected the unusual cold wind. It was approaching rapidly with a soul-piercing chill.
However, Mu Ningxue could not find the cursed pen. She did not know where it was coming from. She also did not know what kind of terrifying power it had. She also did not know how to defend against it.
This kind of magic with the power of a curse, the defense of elemental materials would not be able to resist much!
"Hum!!!"
Just as Mu Ningxue was a little overwhelmed, a snow-white quill pen was thrown in front of her. It was less than ten meters away. The quill of the quill was trembling like a flexible sword.
A chill blew like a summer lake breeze. At the same time, the quill's quill began to ripple in the air. The ripples spread in all directions. Countless iron spears turned into thick ink and melted in the air. Dirty water splashed all over the ground.
When the phantom iron spears melted, only the blood-stained iron pen with the cursed cold wind was left. It was almost in front of Mu Ningxue.
Mu Ningxue immediately reacted. Her body fell backward and lay on her side in the snow powder on the ground.
"Damn it!"
Lin Kang's face darkened when he saw someone had broken through his spell. He glared at the person in front of him, wondering who dared to interfere with his spell.
The cursed pen was hidden among the spears. Even with Mu Ningxue's outstanding cultivation, she would not be able to dodge or block it. Even if the pen could not kill her with a single blow, it could still inflict damage to her life and soul!
"I've long heard that the City Lord of the North Gate is an Ink-Black Magistrate. His pen is unbeatable. I, Mubai of Fanxue Mountain, shall take you on!" Mubai showed up. He was already standing in front of Mu Ningxue.
Mubai went forward. He casually picked up the quill pen that was stuck in the ground and carried it on his back.
He looked like a scholar in a white robe. He stood with his hands behind him with a calm expression. The quill in his hand could easily describe a magnificent world!
"The leader of the South Wing Faction, huh, you're going to die with Fanxue Mountain instead of giving up your future!" Lin Kang had long heard about Mubai's reputation. He immediately recognized him.
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