Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

Chapter 887: The Mighty Power of the Cang Yuan Sword

The combination of the Cang Yuan Sword and the White Jade Crystal Heart had such a magical effect!

Wei Zhixuan was utterly shocked, but it was not Ling Chuxi’s cultivation that shocked him. Of course, it was surprising that Ling Chuxi was at the advanced stage of True Essence at her age, but in this realm, many descendants of the major sects had been soaked in marrow-cleansing fluid and all kinds of medicinal pills since young, so they also had this kind of cultivation.

What really shocked and terrified him was the mighty power contained in Ling Chuxi’s move.

As the intended target of the move, he felt its tyrannical strength more clearly than the rest. This move could no longer be described as exquisite; the boundless sword intent coincided with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. It was not an exaggeration to call it the pinnacle of martial sword intent. Although it was only one move, it contained endless changes, and the supreme arrogance of an unrivalled power looking down on the universe.

Fear instantly overwhelmed him, and the hand holding his sword trembled.

Wei Zhixuan felt like a withered leaf in the autumn, facing raging cold winds and violent tsunami waves. He was like a weak ant looking up at the clouds and mist at the peak of a mountain. At this moment, he was so helpless that he couldn’t put up any resistance.

This was the Cang Yuan Seven Swords, the swordplay that had roared over the nine continents and deterred the universe with its might. When she had seen the sword spirit and sword heart fighting with her own eyes, Ling Chuxi had finally grasped the profound meaning of this Cang Yuan Sword Style. The power of the sword intent alone left Wei Zhixuan shell-shocked.

With a fierce howl, the Luo Chen Sword struck Wei Zhixuan’s sword.

Wei Zhixuan had lost his fighting spirit. His hand instinctively released his sword, and it was sent flying away. Then, he saw the bright sword light slashing towards him.

“Ah!” Wei Zhixuan’s heart skipped a beat, and the blood drained from his face. He didn’t even have a chance to dodge, and only the fear of death was left in his eyes.

Whack!

Just when Wei Zhixuan thought he was dead for sure, the side of the Luo Chen Sword struck his body. Immediately, a fiery pain flooded his body. Wei Zhixuan could feel a bloody mark swelling up quickly, but he didn’t care. If he could feel pain, then he definitely was not dead. He was stunned that he had managed to survive.

However, right after that, the sword was swung again and there was another round of burning sensations on his body.

Before he could react, Ling Chuxi attacked him again and again. His body felt like it was on fire—it was painful and itchy like he was being bitten by thousands of ants. It was so uncomfortable that it made him wish for death.

This time, Ling Chuxi was not using poison, but was controlling the True Qi of the sword technique. She was injecting True Qi as fine as needles into Wei Zhixuan’s meridians. It would not make him faint immediately, and he would greatly suffer. The feeling was definitely not any better than getting poisoned!