Qin Shi: I went astray in the Heavenly Sect

Chapter 99 Young Hero, Please Stop
Xinzheng, the former site of the Zheng King's Palace.

Two figures arrived one after the other, and once they stopped, they were seen standing on two stone pillars.

On one side was a man dressed in red, holding two swords, one blood-red and one white; on the other side was a boy, holding a peach wood sword.

These two people were none other than Bai Yifei, the Blood-Clad Marquis, and Chen Xiuyuan, who had previously appeared in Madam Mingzhu's room.

Bai Yifei looked at the boy behind him, his voice as cold as ice, his killing intent like a river flowing into the sea, instantly covering an area of ​​a hundred meters.

“You are very bold. If we were in the palace, I might have some reservations, but here, I can act freely.”

Chen Xiuyuan stood to one side, calmly observing the person before him. He was never the only one who had reservations. Blood-Clad Marquis Bai Yifei was the most troublesome person he had encountered since descending the mountain. He was not confident that he could take down the other party without making a fuss, which was why he had chosen to follow him.

Have you ever seen darkness?

Bai Yifei smiled coldly, wielding his white sword. Ice spikes, like tentacles, snaked and coiled around the stone pillar beneath his feet, almost as if they were alive.

Before he could finish speaking, the boy in front of him disappeared from his sight.

His instincts, honed through countless battles, were like those of a wild beast. He instinctively drew his sword, only to be met with a tremendous force. Looking into the unwavering eyes of his opponent, Blood-Clad Marquis's heart skipped a beat; something seemed amiss.

The next moment, a force heavier than a mountain sent him flying. Feeling the terrifying force, Bai Yifei was stunned. Although this sword was enhanced by true qi, it shouldn't be so heavy. The moment they made contact, he felt as if a mountain had crashed into him. It was tyrannical, domineering, and unreasonable.

Seeing the boy leaping over again, Bai Yifei's eye twitched. How could such terrifying power erupt from such a small body?

He was certain that even the fool named Wushuang from Baiyue was no match for this young man in terms of strength.

"Om!!"

The peach-skin sword flashed, and a burst of sword energy shot out, its target—Bai Yifei.

Despite having just clashed, he suddenly realized that the young man in front of him was far more troublesome than he had imagined.

Still in mid-air, he had no way to gain leverage. As the sword energy approached, Bai Yifei turned his white sword, and a chill instantly bloomed. Ice crystals turned into ice cones that scattered in mid-air and then shot towards the boy in mid-air.

Xiu Yuan, who was chasing Bai Yifei in mid-air, heard the sound of air being torn apart behind him. He frowned. Bai Yifei had many tricks up his sleeve, including the ability to control ice. This ability should be related to the opponent's internal energy.

Glancing at the ice spikes behind him out of the corner of his eye, Chen Xiuyuan turned around and swept his peach sword horizontally, unleashing two more sword energies that shattered the ice spikes completely.

However, at this moment, the old forces had been exhausted and the new forces had not yet been generated. Looking at the figure that had been smashed into the ruins, Chen Xiuyuan did not continue to pursue. Instead, he flipped over and stood on a stone pillar.

"boom!!"

After a muffled thud, the ice pillar hurled up rubble, and Bai Yifei slowly walked out. Compared to their previous encounter, this aloof marquis looked rather disheveled.

“You’re great!!”

Bai Yifei lightly touched the ground with his feet, and a faint bloody light emanated from his red sword. An ice pillar swept behind him, heading straight for Chen Xiuyuan, who was standing on the stone pillar.

In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Chen Xiuyuan. With a vertical slash of his red sword, a bloody light flashed, and a scarlet sword aura burst forth.

But in the next instant, Bai Yifei's expression changed. The sword did not hit the solid object, and the stone pillar shattered. Chen Xiuyuan's figure appeared on another stone pillar.

With a flick of his wrist, Chen Xiuyuan caused the peach wood sword to glow with fiery red light, and a scorching heat enveloped the blade. Surprisingly, this heat did not burn the wooden sword itself.

Seeing Bai Yifei's slightly bewildered expression, he took another step and disappeared from the spot. Bai Yifei frowned. This boy's movement technique was very strange and there was no trace of him. It was as if he had disappeared into thin air, rather than it being an illusion caused by his speed.

"Which faction does he belong to?"

He had always assumed the other party was from the Confucian school, but in his understanding, the Confucian school did not have such strange movement techniques, and the peach wood sword in the other party's hand was even stranger.

"Clang!!!" The red and white swords blocked the opponent's peach sword again, but the outcome remained the same. The immense force of the peach sword was unimaginable to ordinary people. Bai Yifei's arms sank, and he almost cursed. This was a ghostly force.

Like a sandbag, Bai Yifei was thrown out again. However, this time, Chen Xiuyuan did not choose to pursue him directly. He tapped his feet and his figure disappeared from the spot again.

Bai Yifei narrowed his eyes slightly. In just one exchange, his opponent's attack techniques had changed. He was somewhat alarmed by the speed at which this young man absorbed combat experience.

Such talent is wasted on studying; the opponent seems more born for war.

Faced with this scene, Bai Yifei dared not hesitate. With a flick of his white sword, ice pillars quickly surrounded him. These solid ice pillars, generated by internal force, could be used not only for offense but also for defense.

"break!"

Just then, a clear shout reached Bai Yifei's ears. Through the gaps in the ice pillars, he saw a fiery red sword aura swooping down.

Without hesitation, he raised his left hand, pointed the white sword into the distance, and the ice pillar went straight towards the sword energy.

Hearing the continuous cracking sounds around him, Bai Yifei's expression darkened again. This time, the power of the sword energy was much greater, and the more he came into contact with the opponent, the more surprised he became.

"His internal strength."

Sword energy, as a ranged attack method, generally has great destructive power. However, it also consumes a lot of internal energy and is usually used as a special move in duels.

But just now, the young man unleashed several strikes in succession, yet his expression remained calm, showing no signs of exhaustion.

"Is the Marquis hiding inside enjoying the darkness?"

Just then, a voice entered Bai Yifei's ears. Bai Yifei's expression froze. These were the words he had just said, but he didn't expect to be proven wrong so quickly.

"Since you don't want to come out, then you don't need to, my lord."

Bai Yifei's eyes twitched suddenly, and a bad premonition surged into her heart.

"open!!"

Before he could remove the solid ice protecting him, Bai Yifei felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, and his heart skipped a beat. This wasn't the first time he had experienced such a terrifying moment between life and death.

He dared not hesitate for a moment, and frantically channeled his inner energy, causing countless ice pillars to rise from the ground like a bamboo forest, protecting him beneath them.

Outside, a young man in a blue robe made hand seals, and the peach sword split into two, then four, then eight, covering the nearby sky in just two or three breaths.

"Sword, go!!"

The peach-shaped swords pierced the air like a torrential downpour, densely packed, enough to make one's scalp tingle. When the peach-shaped swords landed, their power was even more astonishing, turning the ice pillars as thick as buckets into dust in an instant.

Beneath the icicles, Bai Yifei's originally fair face had turned an unusual pale. He never expected things to turn out this way; they had only exchanged a few blows.
Although he still had some secret techniques to use, he suspected that his opponent had not yet used their full strength.

And then there was the rain of swords overhead. Although there was a rumor in Xinzheng that ghost soldiers were passing through the city, those were just rumors. Now he suspected that he was really seeing a ghost.

"No, we can't go on like this."

Bai Yifei knew that prolonged defense would inevitably lead to defeat. Under the boy's relentless attacks, his defense was far too passive. He then let out a silent shout, and his inner strength surged once more. Frost appeared on his white sword, and an ice pillar as thick as a giant tree shot straight into the sky.

Then, taking advantage of the opportunity, Bai Yifei leaped out from under the ice pillar, but when he saw the scene in mid-air, he silently withdrew his gaze.

"Young hero, please stop!!"

(End of this chapter)