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Chapter 421 The Young Singer's Journey 90

However, such concessions are of little significance in the face of true power.

After all, once you step into the realm of divine wandering, your thoughts can roam freely for thousands of miles in an instant.

If these 'immortals' are targeting these soldiers, how could a mere few miles be enough to stop them?

The two masters who had been seriously injured were carried back to their respective camps to heal, but after healing, they refused to return to their camps and insisted on standing on the sidelines, looking for an opportunity to step forward and help.

Nangong Chunshui is very powerful.

This is an undeniable fact.

Even surrounded by twelve "immortals," he remained calm and composed.

With just a gentle reach, the Iron Horse Ice River sword at Li Hanyi's waist leaped out on its own, streaking across the sky before landing steadily in his palm.

Immediately afterwards, he swung his longsword, and a chilling aura spread out, frost and snow flew everywhere, and the world was instantly enveloped in a silvery white.

His swordsmanship was so exquisite and his power so unparalleled that it was breathtaking.

Upon seeing this, the twelve immortals' pupils suddenly contracted, their hearts filled with shock, yet also with a hint of joy.

The strength of the person in front of them was far beyond their expectations, but this was exactly what they wanted.

If one wishes to seize more fortune, military luck, or even national fortune in the human world, one must act swiftly before other "immortals" descend.

Therefore, they planned to commit mass killings among humans, especially targeting individuals who carried human fortune.

Whether they are top martial arts masters or emperors and generals in the human world, they are all prey in their eyes.

Nangong Chunshui, as one of the world's top masters, is undoubtedly their most ideal target.

However, they need to act quickly. Once the guardians of the other three realms arrive, their plans could very well fall apart with the combined efforts of all four.

Having thought this through, the twelve "immortals" had already made up their minds.

He immediately and decisively attacked, using fists, palms, knives, and swords—a variety of moves and weapons intertwined, like an impenetrable net, all aimed at Nangong Chunshui.

From a distance, the scene was even more spectacular and breathtaking than the Tang Clan's so-called "ten thousand trees in bloom".

The air was filled with howling fists, fluttering palms, lightning-fast blades, and dragon-like sword beams. Various forces intertwined and collided in the air, as if they were about to tear the heavens and earth apart.

"boom--"

With a deafening roar, a powerful force exploded in the air, forming dazzling beams of light that illuminated the surrounding space.

Nangong Chunshui, who was in the middle of it, swayed slightly.

After a brief pause, his body was covered with countless wounds, and blood seeped through his pink clothes, blooming into shocking blood flowers.

Nangong Chunshui looked sharply at the 'immortals' around her, already preparing for the worst.

After the brief exchange, he had come to understand the true strength of these 'immortals' before him.

With his current abilities, he is capable of killing any one of these twelve people, and could even defeat three or four of them simultaneously in a short period of time.

But once these twelve people joined forces and formed a powerful combined force, despite his resentment, he had to admit that he was indeed unable to resist them.

Thinking of this, Nangong Chunshui glanced back at Li Hanyi and shook his head inwardly. Although his disciples were all outstanding in talent, they always seemed to be lacking a little bit in their cultivation.

So many years have passed, and yet not a single person has been able to enter the Divine Realm.

If one of them could reach a state of spiritual immersion, they could distract the enemy at this crucial moment.

He was confident that if he could seize even a fleeting moment of opportunity, he could cut down half of the twelve "immortals" before him and turn the tide of the battle.

"Alas!" Nangong Chunshui sighed inwardly.

Upon seeing her master injured on the sidelines, a resolute glint flashed in Li Hanyi's eyes. No longer caring about anything else, she moved with lightning speed, rushing towards those "immortals".

At the same time, Zhao Yuzhen, Xie Xuan, and the others stepped forward without hesitation. Although they knew they were no match for these 'immortals,' they still wanted to relieve some of the pressure on Nangong Chunshui.

Lei Wujie, Sikong Qianluo, and the others were a beat too slow. Just as they were about to set off, they saw that Li Hanyi and the others had been driven back by the combined forces of the immortals.

They were stunned and speechless. Without thinking, they hurriedly tried to catch the people who had been thrown back by the shock.

However, the enormous impact caused them to lose their balance and fall heavily to the ground.

puff-

puff-

With a series of dull thuds followed by cries of "Ouch!", the scene descended into chaos.

Fortunately, these "immortals" were focused on Nangong Chunshui at the moment and did not pay any attention to these minor characters; otherwise, they would probably be in grave danger by now.

Hua Jin, who had just closed the medicine box, looked at the wounded people all over the ground and could only sigh. She reached out and opened the medicine box again, treating everyone's wounds one by one.

Nangong Chunshui: ...

Nangong Chunshui was at a loss for words.

He had originally planned to have Li Hanyi and the others try to close the crack in the sky temporarily to prevent more people from falling down.

As a result, he was a step too late and could only watch helplessly as his apprentice brought a bunch of people over to get himself killed. Judging from their current state, they were probably more seriously injured than he was, so it seemed like he couldn't count on them.

Nangong Chunshui closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and banished all distracting thoughts from her mind. Facing the 'immortal' before her, she raised her hand and unleashed another sword strike.

This sword strike, its light like a dragon, lacked the previous intricate and ornate style, but was instead purer and sharper. It hurtled straight towards the twelve "immortals."

Wherever the sword light passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound, demonstrating the extraordinary power of this sword.

This sword strike was the strongest attack Nangong Chunshui could muster at this moment, and it was also the key to whether he could find a way to survive the combined attack of these twelve "immortals".

Faced with this unstoppable attack, the twelve 'immortals' all changed color, quickly adjusted their formation, and each used their best skills to block the sharpness of the sword.

boom--

Another deafening roar erupted as the powerful shockwave from the clash between Nangong Chunshui and the twelve "immortals" swept outwards like a raging storm.

Wherever the waves passed, sand and stones flew, vegetation was destroyed, and a scene of utter devastation unfolded.

Just as this force was about to affect the onlookers, a white figure streaked across the sky like a shooting star, rushing from the east and instantly standing firmly in mid-air.

The man was dressed in white, his long hair flowing in the wind, like a celestial being descended from the heavens.

He simply raised his right hand slightly, and then flipped it over.

The rampant fluctuations were brought to an instant halt under his control, remaining confined to the area around Nangong Chunshui and the twelve people opposite him.