My Wife is A Sword God

Cang Feilan did not hesitate and protected Qin Feng: “If there is a chance, run away first. I will try my best to buy time for you.”

Her tone was resolute, as if she had made a certain determination.

Qin Feng looked at her in disbelief, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Miss Cang is only a Seventh Rank among the Hundred Ghosts. How could she buy time for him? It was just a futile struggle.

Qin Feng, oh, Qin Feng, you’re truly useless. You can only hide behind women forever. He clenched his fists, gritting his teeth. Then he raised his head, his eyes becoming incredibly determined.

The centipede raised its body, its sharp legs waving in the air, and its large crimson pupils stared at the two. Then, like a thunderbolt, it struck, shattering rocks along the way and leaving deep ravines like valleys.

Seeing this scene, Cang Feilan’s chest rose and fell slightly. She took a deep breath, her eyes showing no ripples. The soft blue strands of her hair climbed up a silver hue, her heart beating rapidly, each beat releasing a surge of energy.

But just as she prepared to face the fierce attack of the centipede, someone pulled her behind them.

Qin Feng, dressed in black, didn’t evade and stood resolutely in front of her. “Run fast.”

A powerful impact sent Cang Feilan flying, her cyan eyes widening.

The mountains collapsed, and dust filled the air.

Si Zheng and the others were furious, unable to withstand the previous blow themselves, let alone Qin Feng, who was only at the Ninth Rank?

However, along with a light cry from the insects, an unexpected scene unfolded.

In the dust, apart from the centipede, there appeared another huge figure.

Everyone held their breath and stared at that spot. When the dust settled, they were all shocked.

A massive serpent covered in pitch-black scales was swallowing its venom, facing off against the centipede. And behind the coiled serpent, Qin Feng held a black scale, his face filled with the excitement of surviving a calamity.

This was the snake scale that Aunt Mo had left for Qin Feng!

Sis Mo, I love you! Qin Feng cheered in his heart. After seeing the Red Flame Feather and learning about True Manifestation Of Life Source, he had some guesses about this snake scale.

This was Aunt Mo’s True Manifestation Of Life Source!

When the centipede attacked just now, he took out the snake scale, activating it based on the principle of helping a dying horse as a last resort.

Fortunately, the snake scale Aunt Mo gave him required the activation of Literature Qi from a Literature Saint, or else it would have been all in vain.

“True Manifestation Of Life Source?” Yang He exclaimed in astonishment. “What kind of creature’s True Manifestation Of Life Source is this that can contend with that giant centipede?”

Si Zheng’s mouth fell open slightly. With one glance, he recognized that the scale was from the mountain coiling black serpent in the Black Mist Forest.

He had previously speculated about the strength of that powerful beast, but now, it seemed his earlier estimation was too narrow.

What astonished Si Zheng even more was Qin Feng. The more powerful the True Manifestation Of Life Source, the greater the energy consumption required to activate it.

But this kid had just entered the Ninth Rank not long ago. How could the Literature Qi in his body activate such a powerful True Manifestation Of Life Source?

“Are you okay?” Qin Feng held the black scale in his hand and quickly retreated to Cang Feilan’s side. He didn’t want to be involved in the battle between the giant snake and centipede.

“I’m fine,” Cang Feilan replied calmly. She glanced at Qin Feng, her pale blue eyes shimmering. Although her aura had dissipated, her heart still beat faster than usual, for reasons unknown.

On the battlefield, the giant centipede and the huge black snake faced off, their pressures colliding and creating visible air fluctuations.

“It’s coming,” Cang Feilan warned, which meant Qin Feng needed to invest more Literature Qi into the True Manifestation Of Life Source.

“Don’t worry.” Qin Feng remained calm. His confidence was not baseless but the result of a series of analyses.

Using the snake scale had consumed about a quarter of the Literature Qi in his body. With the remaining Literature Qi, the manifested black serpent should be able to attack three more times, right?

The centipede swayed its body violently, charging fiercely at the giant black snake.

Seeing this, Qin Feng didn’t hesitate and pushed his Literature Qi into the snake scale with all his might.

Meanwhile, the scales all over the black snake’s body began to glow with a blue light. In an instant, the blue light gathered in the snake’s mouth and was spat out towards the centipede.

Boom!

A deafening sound shook the heavens and the earth. The centipede was heavily injured, its body falling backward and crashing heavily.

“Great!” Yang He couldn’t help but cheer at this sight.

In Zhang Tiannan’s eyes, a glimmer of hope appeared. He thought that perhaps they could survive this ordeal. However, Si Zheng’s attention was not on the battlefield but on Qin Feng: “This is bad.”

“What’s wrong?” Yang He and the others didn’t understand. Following Si Zheng’s gaze, they saw that Qin Feng’s body was swaying dangerously.

I miscalculated. I thought the Literature Qi inside me could make the giant snake attack three more times, but I was drained in just one shot. Qin Feng’s face turned pale. He felt an overwhelming heaviness in his head, and after a few breaths, his vision darkened, and he fell into unconsciousness.

At the same time, the black scales in his hand shattered into dust, and the giant snake’s body also dissipated.

Cang Feilan immediately caught him, swiftly approaching Si Zheng and the others.

Si Zheng glanced at their condition. Due to Qin Feng’s unexpected efforts, they managed to regain some mobility.

“While the enemy is still recovering, let’s escape.”

The group nodded without saying a word. Just as they were about to move, the Bai Chong wearing ghost masks had somehow appeared above their heads.

Beneath the black and white robe, a massive scorpion tail appeared in an instant. With a flick of its tail, all five of them were sent flying.

“Hand over the Dragon Protection Monument.”

Yang He, who was lying on the ground, spat out blood and couldn’t speak anymore, but his expression clearly said, “No way.”

Crack! Crack!

The fallen centipede stood up again, its massive eyes scanning the group, then it exerted an immense pressure, making everyone aware that death was the only outcome.

However, at that moment, the centipede let out an incredibly mournful scream, and its gigantic body was sent flying! Everyone was dumbfounded, looking towards the sky, where they saw a figure in black robes with a white mask reaching out, gripping the centipede’s form.

The hard jet-black carapace shattered inch by inch, green liquid raining down like tears, and the cries of agony continued.

To everyone present, the mysterious figure seemed as mighty as a god.

“It’s too late,” Bai Chong muttered to himself. As the words fell, a terrifying force locked onto him, instantly crushing his body into pulp.

But instead of blood oozing out of the remains, he transformed into countless insects, scurrying away in all directions.

The voice of Bai Chong echoed from an unknown location: “Forget it, we’ll fight another day.”

With these words, the giant centipede disappeared into thin air.

The mysterious figure scanned the surroundings, didn’t choose to pursue, as this was just a clone of Bai Chong.

He glanced at the group, lingered briefly on the unconscious Qin Feng, then disappeared on the spot.

On the other side, the battle between the Spear Immortal and the Ghost Buddha group continued.

In the midst of the clashes, Bai Chong in mid-air suddenly said, “We failed.”

The Ghost Buddha statue in their hands pondered for a moment and shouted, “Jinyun E.”

“We can finally leave.” Jinyun, who had long grown impatient, struck his abdomen violently. On his black and white robe, a massive gaping mouth appeared, continuously widening until it exceeded Jinyun’s body size, resembling a door at first glance.

Bai Chong held the Ghost Buddha statue and slowly walked into the gaping mouth.

Until their figures disappeared inside, the gaping mouth suddenly closed shut. The figures of Bai Chong vanished into nothingness.

“The method of the void,” said the middle-aged man in the air, his eyes still tightly closed.

“Lord Spear Immortal, do you want to pursue?” one of the thirty-six stars asked.

“There’s no need”

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