PFC Chapter 698
Chapter 698
"Shh!"
Suddenly, Ling Yanyan's eyes turned bloodshot, and a bloody light appeared in his pupils. Then, he bit his tongue hard, enduring the excruciating pain.
"Well!"
Ling Yanyan groaned, a look of pain appearing on his face.
"You actually managed to hold on for so long?!" The young man in white was somewhat surprised. He had thought Ling Yanyan would faint soon, but he hadn't expected her to last this long!
"Heh, this is your last struggle. Since that's the case, I'll let you be completely free!" A chilling killing intent flashed in the white-robed youth's eyes.
He swung his hand violently, the powerful force causing ripples to spread through the void, as if even space itself was about to collapse.
"Damn old man!" Ling Yanyan cursed inwardly. This bastard actually tried to take advantage of someone in distress!
"Roar!"
Just at this critical moment, a thunderclap rang out, and a dark figure suddenly darted out, rushing towards the white-robed youth.
"Get out of the way!" The white-robed youth's expression changed, and he raised his palm, intending to slap the dark figure away.
However, as soon as the young man in white raised his hand, the shadowy figure grabbed his ankle and pulled him forward, dragging him toward the shadowy figure!
"Not good!" The white-robed youth's expression changed slightly. His body trembled as he tried to struggle, but unfortunately, the shadow's strength was too great, making it impossible for him to break free.
"Roar!" The dark figure let out a hoarse roar, suddenly opening its blood-red maw and biting into the white-robed youth's palm, its sharp fangs bared.
He plunged the sword directly into the white-robed youth's flesh, tearing at the youth's blood and sucking it frantically.
"Pfft!" The white-robed youth's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly released his grip and retreated to create distance.
"call out!"
Just then, Ling Yanyan suddenly sprang up, wielding his long sword. A beam of sword light flashed and struck the black figure, cleaving it in two!
"Pfft!"
The dark figure crashed to the ground, turning into a pool of filthy, lifeless fluid.
"this!"
The white-robed youth's expression changed. He looked at the corpse lying next to Ling Yanyan, then turned to Ling Yanyan and asked with a grim expression, "What kind of monster was that just now?"
Ling Yanyan took a deep breath, trying to regulate the disordered qi and blood in his body, before sneering.
"What? Scared? If you're scared, then let me go right now! Otherwise, even if you win today, I, Ling Yan Yan, will storm your sect and wipe out your entire clan!"
Upon hearing Ling Yanyan's threatening words, the white-robed youth's face darkened to the point of being almost dripping with water.
He didn't know when it started, but Ling Yanyan had grown to a point where he had to take him seriously.
Ling Yanyan's words angered him, but also made him somewhat wary.
Although Ling Yanyan is now seriously injured and his combat power is greatly reduced, he is still a martial artist in the alchemy realm. If it really comes down to a fight to the death, even if he has the cultivation of the fourth level of the innate realm, he will not come out on top!
What's more, behind Ling Yanyan stands a powerful and mysterious master!
Seeing that the young man in white did not respond, Ling Yanyan raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "What, are you scared out of your wits?"
The young man in white took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his anger, and said indifferently.
"Kid, don't try to be a hero! You're no match for me! If you surrender obediently, I might spare your life. But if you continue to resist, there's only one outcome for you: death!"
"Enough with the nonsense, come on!" Ling Yanyan's face was cold, showing no sign of weakness.
"Since you insist on dying, I will grant your wish!" A murderous glint flashed in the white-robed youth's eyes. He clenched his right fist, gathered all his true energy, and smashed it towards Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yanyan gave him a cold look and then retreated rapidly.
Although he really wanted to kill the young man in white, Ling Yan Yan also knew very well that he couldn't do it in his current state!
"Oh!"
The young man in white slammed his fist into the ground, which immediately shattered, creating a large crater!
The young man in white narrowed his eyes, staring at Ling Yanyan in the distance. A playful smile curved his lips as he sneered, "Hiding like this, do you think I can't do anything to you?"
After saying that, the white-robed youth's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly rushed towards Ling Yan Yan at an extremely fast speed.
The white-clad youth's speed was even greater than Ling Yan Yan's at his peak.
Ling Yanyan's expression changed, and he hurriedly circulated his internal energy to dodge to the side.
"Crack!"
The young man in white caught up instantly and punched Ling Yanyan in the chest, breaking several of his ribs!
"Bang bang bang!" The white-robed youth launched a fierce attack, one move after another, relentlessly assaulting Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yanyan suffered repeated defeats, his body covered in bruises and wounds, looking utterly disheveled.
Ling Yanyan felt a surge of overwhelming hatred, but there was nothing he could do because the gap between him and the white-robed youth was too great!
"Hahaha!" The young man in white laughed wildly, his laughter deafening.
His repeated attacks forced Ling Yanyan to the edge of the cliff, where he was about to fall. But at that moment, the white-robed youth stopped attacking.
He glanced around before finally settling on the shadowy corpse. A slight smirk played on his lips as he said dismissively, "You think you can stop me?"
The young man in white appeared nonchalant, but he was actually wary of Ling Yanyan's tricks.
He believed that Ling Yanyan was definitely hiding some other tricks up her sleeve!
"Huff, huff!" Ling Yanyan was panting heavily, his face pale and looking somewhat exhausted.
Anyone would have been unable to endure that situation, and it was truly remarkable that Ling Yan was able to persevere.
"You lost!" The white-robed youth grinned maliciously, his figure blurred, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Ling Yanyan, then struck Ling Yanyan's neck with a palm strike.
Ling Yanyan's heart pounded, his pupils contracted, and he tried to back away, but his body seemed to have lost control, unable to move an inch, and even his reactions became much slower.
In that instant, Ling Yanyan felt a dense aura of death enveloping him, and his heart was filled with despair.
Death is imminent!
"Oh!"
However, just as the white-robed youth's palm was about to touch Ling Yanyan's neck, a golden beam of light suddenly erupted, sweeping out like a giant wave and instantly crashing into the white-robed youth.
"Ah!" The young man in white screamed and was instantly thrown out.