X-Dragon Era-Chapter 370 - s 277-279: The Formidable Xin Yun

Facing the all-out attacks of three great masters, none of the four could possibly withstand it, especially after such multi-faceted calculations left almost no route of escape.

The first to make contact with Xin Yun was naturally the sound assault emitted from the Chaos Bell. Amidst several ripples, Xin Yun, leveraging the stacked waves and drawing sufficient energy, instantly unleashed Ying Long’s newly comprehended ability!

"Disperse!" Accompanied by a low shout, Ying Long’s body exploded in an instant, transforming into a sky full of water droplets, splashing in all directions. At the same time, the Thunderbolt, lying in ambush, struck instantly!

"Boom!" Amidst the muffled thunderous roar, a purple lightning bolt as thick as a thigh shone brightly within the cave. Unfortunately for Ming Xuan, who had just entered the mist zone as it dissipated, he received a direct blow from the Thunderbolt. The Peacock Dragon’s feathers were instantly curled and scorched black, and under the intense paralysis, its body uncontrollably plummeted downwards.

Seeing this, Yi Luo Xiang and Yan Qingying couldn’t help but inhale sharply. They hadn’t expected that under such conditions, Xin Yun would not only escape the encirclement with ease but also had the time to release the Thunderbolt and strike down Ming Xuan!

The sound of thunder served more than just its attacking purpose. Hidden beneath the thunder’s roar, Xin Yun quietly condensed in a corner, taking shape as Ying Long’s True Body and gliding across the ground, pressing towards the two women.

At this moment... Beneath the cover of the erratic mist, Ying Long’s body, hugging the ground like a clear, bottom-visible streamlet, flowed silently; not even the closest observer could hope to catch it with the naked eye.

Faced with this, Yi Luo Xiang and Yan Qingying were at a loss. The situation was such that if Xin Yun didn’t want to come out on his own, they were helpless against him. Once he hid in the mist zone, he was simply untraceable. How were they supposed to fight this?

Keep in mind that up until now, Xin Yun had not even used his treasure. Meanwhile, Ming Xuan and Yi Luo Xiang had already used the Taiji Diagram and the Chaos Bell, respectively. Yan Qingying, though she had not used the All-Heaven Netherworld Banner, did not bother because there was no opportunity; using it would be futile, so she simply saved her energy.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Yi Luo Xiang was the first to act. With a flash of white light, the Flash Butterfly vanished into thin air. In an instant, the entire cave was left with only Xin Yun and Yan Qingying with combat power. As for Ming Xuan, with his fur curled from the electricity, he was thoroughly defeated, and according to the tacit agreement, he was not permitted to join again today.

Since there were only two opponents left, Xin Yun immediately felt at ease. The reason he dealt with Ming Xuan first was that, relatively speaking, he was too unfamiliar. Xin Yun’s understanding of Ming Xuan was greatly lacking, and a single oversight could lead to defeat, which would be undesirable.

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Now, the battle reverted to the free-for-all among Xin Yun, Yi Luo Xiang, and Yan Qingying, something Xin Yun was extremely familiar with. What everyone was capable of, what they weren’t, what they liked to do, how they did it, when they did it, and from where they did it—Xin Yun understood it all thoroughly.

It goes without saying that between the three of them, there were no secrets at all. Therefore... when Yi Luo Xiang fled into the Dimensional Space and lingered there, shielded by the Taiji Diagram, Xin Yun finally stood out with a vicious smile. With Ming Xuan’s defeat, the upcoming battle would be easier to fight.

With a thought, Xin Yun opened the Taiji Diagram, and with a flash of golden light, four cold, gleaming Treasure Swords appeared on the diagram. With another thought, the swords spun slightly and then zipped behind Xin Yun, each sliding into one of the four sword sheaths on his back.

At a glance, the hilt and half of the blade of the four Treasure Swords protruded from Xin Yun’s back, looming like a peacock spreading its feathers, pointing to the heavens! They radiated dazzling Sword Qi.

After summoning the Zhu Xian Four Swords, Xin Yun no longer hid. Standing proudly atop Ying Long, he rose from the ground and pressed towards Yan Qingying in the sky.

Seeing Xin Yun emerge, Yan Qingying didn’t dare to be negligent. With a flourish of her hands, black mist swirled behind her, and twelve All-Heaven Netherworld Banners rose up, then opened like a fan on either side.

"Holy crap!" Xin Yun couldn’t help but blurt out at the sight. What was this—a Peking opera performance? He remembered clearly that China’s Peking opera had a role where the performer had many flags inserted behind them. Xin Yun wondered if Yan Qingying devised this on her own, or was inspired by his way of wearing the Zhu Xian Four Swords—either way, she had come up with this set!

Gently stroking his chin, Xin Yun nodded in secret. You know what, it did look pretty cool and dashing. With those twelve banners inserted, it certainly had a different vibe.

As the two faced off, Xin Yun didn’t dare to hesitate. With a reach of his right hand, the space rippled, a streak of lightning flashed by without a sound, failing to summon the Thunderbolt. Everyone knew that this was prepared for Yi Luo Xiang; the moment she appeared, she would immediately be struck by the Thunderbolt.

Seeing Xin Yun, Yan Qingying fearlessly launched her attack. With a sway of her body, myriad illusions spread out and flooded toward Xin Yun.

Faced with these mingled true and false, constantly shifting illusions, Xin Yun, though not his first confrontation, still found it to be a headache. Although thousands of these illusions were false, among them were eight True Illusions with two tenths of Yan Qingying’s real strength. Moreover... these illusions could endlessly shift between reality and deception, potentially becoming Yan Qingying’s true form at any moment. A single lapse in attention could lead to defeat. Read latest stories on novelbuddy