noffsinger Chapter 451: Riding the Clouds to Help
Chapter 451: Riding the Clouds to Help
Zhou Ping'er suddenly stopped, and the cold light on the sword's edge suddenly condensed.
A strong sense of oppression surged like a tide, shaking his heart.
"And the gods? Attacking from both sides?!"
His eyes flashed, and he no longer hesitated. Instead, he quickened his pace and rushed towards Seter.
"Want to escape? It's too late!"
Xiu'er sneered, and the wind blades were like knives, attacking from all directions.
"Oh, who said I was going to run away?"
Zhou Ping'er curled the corner of her mouth, and the long sword in her hand cut through the space. A sharp sword energy went straight towards Seter.
Seter's face changed, and his body instantly turned into yellow sand, avoiding the fatal blow.
At this moment, Xiu'er seized the opportunity and hit Zhou Ping'er hard from behind, knocking her into the desert.
"boom!"
Yellow sand flew up like a landslide, completely burying Zhou Ping'er.
"It's done!"
Xiu'er smiled smugly and said, "Humans who don't know their own limitations are ultimately just ants."
Seter condensed into a human form again, his face gloomy: "Xiu Xiu'er, you and I will join forces to seal him here completely!"
He clasped his hands together, and the yellow sand surged, forming a huge sand coffin, which slowly shrank towards the center, trying to suffocate Zhou Ping'er to death inside.
However, just as the sand coffin was about to close, a dazzling sword beam flashed.
It burst out from the inside, cutting a huge gap in the sand coffin.
Zhou Ping'er appeared in front of everyone again, but at this moment,
His clothes were tattered and blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
"Want to trap me? That's not that easy!"
Zhou Ping'er snorted coldly, and the sword in her hand shone even brighter.
"Stubborn!"
Xiu'er's face darkened, and he quickly formed seals with his hands. A howling wind turned into strong wind tides, sweeping towards Zhou Ping'er.
Zhou Ping'er took a deep breath, endured the severe pain in her body, pointed her sword at the sky, and sent out sharp sword energy, going against the strong wind and tide.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Explosions continued to sound, and yellow sand filled the sky, blocking out the sun.
Zhou Ping'er's figure was looming in the yellow sand. Although he responded to every attack calmly,
But anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was at the end of his rope...
"it's over……"
Xiu'er looked at the staggering Zhou Ping'er, with a cruel smile on his face.
Seter sneered, and the yellow sand gathered in his hands.
It transformed into a huge sand spear, and with a sharp scream that tore through the air, it stabbed fiercely at the falling Zhou Ping'er.
Zhou Ping'er gritted her teeth and tried her best to mobilize the sword energy to block this fatal blow.
However, his severely injured body could no longer bear the burden.
With a "crack", the long sword in his hand broke, and his right hand was shattered, with blood splattering.
The sand spear continued to move forward with unabated force, piercing his right shoulder and pinning him to the ground.
Zhou Ping'er fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The earth shook violently, as if it could not withstand the powerful impact.
The city that was originally clearly visible seemed to have disappeared into the fog and became blurred at this moment.
Zhou Ping'er struggled to stand up, her body covered in blood and her clothes in tatters, like a demon crawling out of hell.
His right hand was disabled and his left shoulder was pierced by a sand spear. Blood kept flowing from the wound, dyeing the ground red.
He was pale, breathing rapidly, but still stood stubbornly.
Xiu'er and Seter slowly descended, looking down at Zhou Ping'er as if they were looking at a dying ant.
"it's over,"
Xiu'er sneered, "Do you have any last words?"
Zhou Ping'er smiled bitterly, took a deep breath, and said, "It's a pity... I haven't been able to take that step... to slay the god..."
Xiu'er sneered, "Slay a god? With your ability? You're dreaming!"
He slowly raised his right hand, and in his palm, a wind blade condensed, flashing with a cold light.
The atmosphere was extremely tense, and the shadow of death hung over Zhou Ping'er.
Just when Xiu'er was about to make a move, bursts of breaking air sounds suddenly came from the sky.
Zhou Ping'er looked up suddenly and saw seven figures descending from the sky on auspicious clouds.
They were dressed in strange clothes and had weird masks on their faces, exuding a powerful aura.
Zhou Ping'er was stunned, and so were Xiu'er and Seter.
One of the men wearing a Monkey King mask walked up to Zhou Ping'er and gently patted his shoulder.
In a low and magnetic voice, he said: "Child, I am here to take you home."