Martial Universe: Starting with Lin Langtian, who crippled Lin Dong's father.

Chapter 110 Dark Clouds

"Cough cough cough!"

A violent coughing sound came from within the spiritual mist.

Everyone looked over.

Many people gasped in shock.

They naturally knew that Black Scythe had lost.

But I never expected him to lose so badly.

His black cloak had been completely destroyed in the fight, and he was covered in blood, revealing pale, malnourished skin that had been deprived of sunlight for a long time.

His face was handsome, but at this moment his pale yellow, amber-like pupils were fixed on Lin Langtian.

He seemed somewhat unwilling.

Black Scythe, bracing himself, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Lin Langtian.

He said in a weak voice.

"I lost."

Lin Langtian raised an eyebrow.

Seeing the other party's miserable appearance, he felt a sense of sympathy for the strong.

Is it a resonance between villains?

soon.

Two figures appeared beside Black Scythe, one on each side, and helped him up.

The two were dressed similarly, their entire bodies wrapped in huge black robes, surrounded by black mist that obscured their appearance.

They appear to be from the same dynasty.

With the help of the two men, Black Scythe returned to the Blood Luo Dynasty's territory.

Ignoring the others' attempts to comfort him, he sat cross-legged on a giant rock without saying a word and draped a new black cloak over himself once more.

Two people from the Black Puppet Dynasty stood guard on either side of him, and they remained vigilant even when the Blood Luo Dynasty members approached.

Swish!

A figure shrouded in gray mist slowly emerged in mid-air.

It's less about people.

It's more like a cloud of fog.

Only the upper body condensed into a human form, while the rest was composed of dense gray fog.

It was constantly churning and swirling.

His body exuded a terrifying aura, and his peak strength at the Second Nirvana Realm covered the entire area, causing many people with weaker strength to turn pale.

"The Ghost Dynasty, shrouded in darkness."

The sound was even darker than the black scythe from before.

Like a sharp dagger slicing through the ground, it made a sharp and piercing sound.

This caused the onlookers to involuntarily frown.

Lin Langtian also pulled out a piece of dough.

That sound.

It does have some of the "hehehe" flavor from the original work.

The villain's characteristics are quite obvious.

"I'll do it."

Just as Bei Mu was about to make his move.

A clear, melodious voice rang out.

It is as melodious as a lark, yet carries an endless sense of coldness.

"The cultivation technique this person practices is exactly what I can counter."

Seeing that everyone looked at it with some confusion, Lin Qing'er explained calmly.

"Alright, then I'll trouble you."

After a moment's thought, Bei Mu agreed.

Lan Zhan and the others nodded in agreement.

Expressing support.

Because Mu Tianling fell into a coma, Lin Qing'er naturally took over.

After all, given its strength.

Cultivating a sword heart means being able to fight against opponents of higher levels.

Even with only the strength of the first Nirvana stage, if it goes all out, even a peak expert of the second Nirvana stage will not be able to gain any advantage against it.

Although this dark cloud is powerful.

But as is widely known.

The soul cultivation method it practices is extremely yin and cold, and those who can cultivate sword energy can suppress it to a certain extent.

Moreover, Lin Qing'er has cultivated a sword heart...

"Be careful in everything you do. If you can't handle it, just admit defeat. Don't push yourself too hard."

Lin Langtiandao.

"it is good."

Facing Lin Langtian.

Lin Qing'er's voice was much gentler, no longer cold and aloof, but filled with more emotion.

next moment.

Lin Qing'er's figure flashed, transforming into a rainbow light that pierced the sky and swept to the opposite side of the dark clouds, facing them from afar.

"Lin Qing'er of the Lin clan."

A cold, clear voice resounded through the sky, reaching the ears of all the onlookers.

In a short time.

The crowd started talking again.

"This is Lin Qing'er? She is truly a peerless beauty, with formidable strength and talent, and such stunning looks."

"The Lin clan must be incredibly lucky to have produced two prodigies of this caliber at the same time."

"I've heard she's forged a sword heart; I wonder if it's true..."

"In any case, the fact that he was able to kill the three Tang brothers with a single sword strike speaks volumes about his strength."

"However, the outcome of the battle against this dark cloud is still uncertain. After all, with a First Nirvana Realm cultivator facing off against a peak Second Nirvana Realm cultivator, this dark cloud is not something those three good-for-nothings can compare to."

"It's hard to say. Sword cultivators are the natural enemies of soul cultivators, and with the addition of a sword heart, the outcome is indeed difficult to predict."

"..."

"I've heard you've cultivated a sword heart; this is the first time I've sparred with a swordsman of such talent..."

Yin Yun let out a cold laugh.

The voice was hoarse and shrill.

"Words are useless; results speak for themselves."

With a flick of her wrist, Lin Qing'er conjured a cyan longsword in her fair hand, then gracefully twirled it, the tip pointing directly at the dark clouds.

"Hehehe, let's begin then."

"It's dark," Yin Yun said hoarsely.

next moment.

Two powerful auras swept out and then collided.

The sword intent surged forth like a raging river, instantly covering the entire area, and an extremely sharp aura enveloped everyone.

The dark clouds, however, were not to be outdone.

The gray mist surged, within which countless souls howled and roared in agony.

Densely packed, as if endless.

They are all wronged souls who died.

They suffer extreme torment in life, and even after death they cannot escape it, like playthings of the soul refiners, unable to transcend for eternity.

Lin Langtian smiled faintly.

Looking at these wronged souls screaming in agony, I felt no emotion whatsoever.

If he were a protagonist who is on the side of good.

He would undoubtedly take righteous action to eliminate him; he would use force to destroy such a ruthless villain.

But it's a pity.

He is the villain.

Unless it involves their own interests.

otherwise.

What's it to me?

The two terrifying auras collided, and for a moment they were evenly matched.

The onlookers were full of praise.

After all, Lin Qing'er was much weaker, and a difference of one minor realm was enough for Yin Yun to have an overwhelming advantage.

But what no one expected was...

In terms of momentum, Yin Yun did not overwhelm Lin Qing'er; on the contrary, they were evenly matched.

"Let's decide the winner with one move, shall we?"

Lin Qing'er said calmly.

"Hehe, okay."

Yin Yun sneered, and the gray aura around him intensified.

Like a giant wave, it gathered and surged behind him, and in the next moment, it actually formed a monster composed of countless broken souls.

This monstrous creature was composed of millions of howling souls, and its interior exuded a chilling aura.

It was cold and eerie.

Lin Qing'er's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She was also somewhat disgusted by such disgusting things.

But I held my breath and focused, refusing to think any further.

boom!

A boundless sword intent condensed behind Lin Qing'er, like a surging giant wave, forming a giant sword nearly a hundred feet long.

It emanated an incomparably sharp sword aura.

The sharp sword energy seemed capable of cleaving through everything in the world, carrying endless killing intent.

(End of this chapter)