Chapter 132
"Senior brother, why don't you just kill him directly?" Bai Ruoxi was very puzzled.
Although Qin Ran was indeed very strong, comparable to her; he also had some ability to reach this level with ordinary talent. But compared with Su Changqing, he was far from enough.
"He's very interesting, isn't he?" Su Changqing smiled.
Then he tapped his toes, and his whole person flew away from the treetops, turning into a ray of sword light and went far away.
Sword light was the unique magic of sword cultivators, transforming their bodies into swords, not only extremely fast, but also with considerable attacking power.
But it was extremely difficult to comprehend, even Bai Ruoxi still hadn't been able to learn it yet.
Seeing Su Changqing leave first, she hurriedly summoned her flying sword, tapped her toes, stepped on the flying sword, and chased after Su Changqing.
Passing through the tall trees in the primeval forest, Su Changqing always vaguely sensed Qin Ran's aura, needing to stop from time to time to determine the location, making the chase extremely difficult.
It seemed that Qin Ran had not only cast Illusory Mirage to conceal his figure, but also used some technique to conceal his aura.
More and more catkins flew up in the sky above the land of immortal legacy. Those catkins drifted lightly, heading towards the Hengduan Mountains in all directions.
They flew freely and fell freely, falling on the beasts in the forest, on the animals, on the trees, on the flowers and plants, on the ground.
They were delicate and harmless, gentle and light, landing without a sound.
Su Changqing's perception was very keen. He could always hear the rustling sound of the catkins falling to the ground like snow. He couldn't help but look back to see the catkins falling to the ground and on the trees like snowflakes, blanketing everything in white.
In no time, the animals, plants and beasts that were covered by the white catkins shriveled up visibly.
Su Changqing didn't dare to look more, forcing himself to focus on Qin Ran and continue the chase.
The catkins in the sky looked gentle and soft like snowflakes, seeming to fly slowly. But in fact, the catkins advanced from the depths of the Hengduan Mountains to the outskirts at high speeds, like snowflakes falling from one place to another.
The advance of the catkins was almost as fast as Su Changqing's chase of Qin Ran.
It followed closely behind Su Changqing.
Except for those high-level beasts in the core area of the Hengduan Mountains that had either escaped or died, the middle and outer areas of the Hengduan Mountains still had many beasts left.
Now as the catkins snowed down, these beasts' lives were threatened, and they instinctively ran outwards.
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In the forest, one beast, two beasts, three beasts, soon the beasts formed a herd; one herd, two herds, three herds merged, soon the herds formed a tidal wave of beasts, unprecedentedly massive beast tidal wave!
As he spoke, he unleashed a flurry of sword auras, stormily attacking towards Qin Ran.
The War Soul Art had nine layers. Each layer represented a different level of force manipulation, able to amplify one's power by two times. This showed that Qin Ran had already cultivated the War Soul Art to the second layer.
And Qin Ran had only obtained the War Soul Art for five to six days. Reaching the second layer in such a short time meant his martial talent was actually quite decent.
Qin Ran fully stimulated the War Soul Art, using his crude battle skills to painfully resist under Su Changqing's exquisite sword techniques. He occasionally directly took hits with Illusory Mirage, then escaped with Mirage Shift, battling while retreating.
Beasts were constantly stampeding past around them. The unlucky ones hit by Su Changqing's sword aura were sliced in two instantly. Those crashed into by the evading Qin Ran suffered internal organ damage and disappeared into the tidal wave of beasts.
Qin Ran didn't know how many sword hits he had taken and how far he had fled. He only knew Su Changqing's sword auras poured down like rain, never stopping.
Just then, Su Changqing stabbed with his sword again. Suddenly a falcon flew by and was instantly shredded into droplets by the sword aura. Qin Ran took the chance to avoid the sword aura. Su Changqing charged forward and kicked Qin Ran's arm, sending Qin Ran's whole person flying sideways and crashing into a nearby boulder, smashing over half of it.
Half of the small hillside collapsed.
Qin Ran crawled out from the rubble without pausing and continued running forward.
But just as he was about to take off, he noticed something...
It was snowing!
He couldn't help but stop and look up. Fluffy white catkins drifted down from the sky.
Su Changqing also noticed the catkins floating over. He sheathed his sword and looked up at the sky filled with catkins all falling down; then looked down at the ground where beasts were collapsing one after another, instantly becoming desiccated corpses.
"General! The catkins..."
Suddenly someone shouted from ahead.
Qin Ran looked over and realized Su Changqing's chase had brought them to the edge of the Hengduan Mountains. Among the woods and hills ahead were many soldiers. They guarded several small hills, attempting to block the tidal wave of beasts with their mortal bodies.
On one of the small hills stood a white-armored, long-spear youth. He was covered in injuries, barely standing up and looking towards the Hengduan Mountains, where the catkins were snowing over like a blizzard.
His face was obscured by jet-black blood, with no visible expression.
It was Li Shiwen.
He had not heeded Qin Ran's advice to leave the Hengduan Mountains, instead continuing to garrison here, attempting to defend the North Chu Kingdom's border at the Hengduan Mountains.
"General! The catkins..."
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