Nine Yang Sword Saint-Chapter 263 - Trapping Dongfang Bingling (Part 3)

Chapter 263: Trapping Dongfang Bingling (Part 3)

“It is already such timing, and you cannot even fulfill a small wish of mine. Do you want me to become a confused ghost?” Yang Dingtian asked.

“Ji’er Ashina was a mole sent by me to Qin City.” Dongfang Bingling said indifferently, “Her parents’ lives are in my hands.”

“Ah…” Yang Dingtian was instantly enlightened and finally understood why she was so clear that Yang Dingtian was searching for the Mystic Flame. She was even able to guess the rough location too.

Qin Huaiyu was shocked and asked, “Fairy Dongfang, why did you send a mole into my Qin City?

Dongfang Bingling said, “Your Qin City has been secretly capturing Foxmen, and I wish to know your motive. I originally guessed that you were plotting against the half-humans. Thus, I sent Ji’er as a mole. I never expected that you were doing it for the Mystic Flame.”

Yang Dingtian truly didn’t expect that the innocent and sweet Ji’er Ashina was actually Dongfang Bingling’s mole? In her words, she had a very high status, but the daughter of the Foxman chieftain, Xiangxiang Beila, didn’t even know Ji’er Ashina. In fact, when Ji’er Ashina saw Xiangxiang Beila, she was pretending to be asleep.

“Alright, enough of the reminiscing. It is time to make a move.” Qin Huaiyu said insipidly.

“Hold on…” Gudu Wuhuan, who seldom spoke, was looking at Yang Dingtian and asked, “Mister Shen Lang, shall we make a deal?”

“Let me hear it!” Yang Dingtian stated.

Gudu Wuhuan said, “Stand on our side and kill Dongfang Bingling together. How about it?”

Yang Dingtian frowned and said, “What then? Are you not going to kill me if I do so?”

“Of course not.” Gudu Wuhuan said, “In return, you get to die peacefully. Otherwise, you will make good material. I am truly not willing to waste your body.”

“For example?” Yang Dingtian asked.

“For example… puppet battle soul and many others!” Gudu Wuhuan exclaimed.

Yang Dingtian looked at Dugu Fengwu and asked, “What do you think?”

This was a statement that Yang Dingtian couldn’t bear to ask.

Dugu Fengwu said, “Good, just like that!”

Gudu Wuhuan smiled and asked, “Then… make a choice. Stand on our side or Fairy Dongfang’s side.”

Yang Dingtian sighed and drew his giant Sky Devil Flame Saber while saying, “Although I don’t like Dongfang Bingling, I will still stand on her side.”

“There is no need; go to the other side.” Dongfang Bingling said coldly and raised her gorgeous and proud face.

Qin Huaiyu’s eyes pulled back as he said, “Fine then. The final moment has arrived. Fairy Dongfang, do you have any last words?”

At this moment, Qin Huaiyu, Dugu Fengwu, Gudu Wuhuan were slowly pointing their swords at Dongfang Bingling.

“What last words do you want?” Dongfang Bingling spoke with disdain and violently shook her sword.

In an instant, there was a breeze as Dongfang Bingling’s long hair and robes were fluttering, making her look even more beautiful and just like a celestial. Qin Huaiyu’s eyes were involuntarily mesmerized.

Immediately after, Dongfang Bingling’s delicate body burst out with blue light.

The surroundings started bursting with endless layers of ice that were emitting blue light.

Dongfang Bingling’s body was swirling in the wind as though she was a fairy that descended from the nine heavens.

Subsequently, Yang Dingtian was amazed to notice that the endless layers of ice looked as though they were alive. Countless little blue lights were flying out of the ice. They looked like little spirits with life and were rapidly flying towards Dongfang Bingling’s body.

Even though no one knew what was happening, they could instinctively feel a sense of mysterious and dangerous presence.

“Dugu Fengwu, Gudu Wuhuan, Qin Huaiyu, you wish to kill me with the likes of you three? In your dreams!” Dongfang Bingling’s charming voice sounded very cold.

Her voice had gotten more pleasant, but it was unlike a real human.

When Dugu Fengwu saw a thousand small blue light rays enveloping Dongfang Bingling, she had a slight change in expression, “Make a move now and kill Dongfang Bingling!”

With the command from Dugu Fengwu… Qin Huaiyu, Dugu Fengwu, Gudu Wuhuan had moved instantly and formed a triangle formation, surrounding Dongfang Bingling and Yang Dingtian in the middle.

The trio then circulated their mystic qi to the limits as they were preparing their most powerful and lethal mystic skill.

This wasn’t a martial contest that would have countless numbers moves. This was killing. Hence, they had to kill in a single attack.

Instantly, Yang Dingtian had a feeling that he was in the middle of a nuclear explosion. Of course, the explosion had yet to start and was still counting down.

It was a power that could overturn the entire world.

“Samsara Art!” A black energy whirlpool appeared beside Qin Huaiyu. It was getting increasingly bigger until it had engulfed everything within a few hundred meters. It was as if it were the underworld.

“Asura Sky!” Dugu Fengwu was executing a mystic skill that was entirely bright red. It was like the proud sun and the blood from piercing the sky. It was extremely bright and extremely dreadful. Everywhere the bright redness passed through, the firm ice instantly melted.

“Destructive Sky Dragon Art!” An extremely ferocious golden dragon was revolving around Gudu Wuhuan, and it didn’t only destroy the surrounding ice, it had also suppressed the mystic skills of Qin Huaiyu and Dugu Fengwu.

Gudu Wuhuan was the only person Yang Dingtian had never met before. He had encountered Qin Huaiyu and Dugu Fengwu before and had deep ties with them. But Yang Dingtian had never seen the two of them execute such mystic skills.

It was obvious these were their trump cards. Without a doubt, all three of them were executing 9th-grade mystic skills. Furthermore, they were putting in full strength and were going to kill Dongfang Bingling. Of course, Yang Dingtian was included.

In fact, the trio didn’t even need to aim their mystic skills at Yang Dingtian. Attacks of such extent would only have one result for Yang Dingtian even if he were a few hundred meters away… to be blown into smithereens.

Yang Dingtian held his breath and grasped his Sky Devil Flame Saber tightly. He had poured all his mystic qi into the saber and was preparing to receive this fatal attack.

Of course, it was meaningless whether he was going to resist or not. In comparison to the trio’s attack, Yang Dingtian’s energy was like the firefly going against the massive sun, it was utterly insignificant.

That’s right. Yang Dingtian had many techniques, especially the third rank of the Pig Slaying Sword Art, the Yin Yang Qi Transformation Technique, was actually the most mystical in the world.

But, in the face of this attack, nothing was going to be useful. In the face of absolute power, no technique or secret scroll was going to matter.

But he wasn’t just going to be extinguished without putting up a fight. He really didn’t wish to do so.

In a matter of seconds… the trio had gathered their mystic qi to the limit.

Yang Dingtian couldn’t see the trio’s figures anymore. A thousand meters of surrounding ice had also vanished. It was replaced by a hell of extremely powerful energy, and it was unlike the human world anymore.