Chapter 1317 - 1318: Eliminating Xiao Tianyu
Yet at this moment, Li Mo’s large hand clawed toward Mo Qingluan behind Xiao Tianyu. Now that Mo Qingluan’s Soul Power had already been given to Xiao Tianyu, how could she still be a match for a single strike from Li Mo?
However, after Xiao Tianyu shattered Zhou Mian’s attack, his long spear shifted direction and thrust toward Li Mo. In the vault of heaven, a Milky Way of light was drawn, the Battle Spear fell in an instant, and at the same time, driven by Daoist Skill, it landed upon Li Mo’s body. A boundless power erupted, causing Li Mo’s expression to change drastically.
"You..."
Before Li Mo could even speak, Xiao Tianyu’s long spear had already sunk straight into his skull; an unwilling look surfaced on Li Mo’s face.
He simply could not believe it. His War Robe was clearly stronger than Xiao Tianyu’s, so why was he the one who died?
He, Li Mo, still planned to condense a Golden Battle Robe; he was unwilling to halt here.
Little did he know, although Xiao Tianyu’s War Robe was a notch weaker, Xiao Tianyu had comprehended Daoist Skill and the Five Elements Laws, enough to make up for the deficiency of his War Robe. Therefore, how could he, Li Mo, not die?
"Puff!"
Xiao Tianyu drew out the Battle Spear, not even bothering to glance at Li Mo.
Next, Li Mo’s body turned illusory as his Soul Power was plundered.
He, Li Mo, had struggled for so long, only to end up making wedding clothes for Xiao Tianyu.
After Xiao Tianyu seized Li Mo’s War Spirit, his Silver Battle Robe directly advanced to Peak level, his battle might awe-inspiring.
"Have me prepare to hand over my War Spirit?" Xiao Tianyu’s deep gaze fixed on Zhou Mian, battle intent razor-sharp, making Zhou Mian’s expression turn rather ugly. Those were the very words Zhou Mian had said to Xiao Tianyu when stepping onto the battle stage earlier.
Now, Xiao Tianyu returned them to him intact.
"You will hand it over!" Zhou Mian’s gaze flickered with icy killing intent. His attack suddenly shifted, slaughtering toward the people of Battle City. Now that Li Mo had fallen, Battle City was like a group of dragons without a head, a scattered heap of sand. In only a short time, their War Spirits were all plundered by Zhou Mian.
Zhou Mian knew very well that Xiao Tianyu was now a man at Silver Peak; killing him would not be easy. So for him, increasing his battle strength was the most important thing.
Xiao Tianyu’s gaze swept across the battlefield. The battle power of the others was constantly growing stronger—that was not a good thing. Thus, Xiao Tianyu naturally did not pay too much attention to Zhou Mian.
If he forcibly pursued Zhou Mian, it would likewise not be worth the loss to him.
On this battlefield, either you were slain, or you slew others, fighting to the death.
Dong dong dong~
The Ancient Bell shrouding the battlefield in the void rang continuously, its drum-like war sound adding to the battle might. Many people’s hearts surged with chilling battle intent, slaughter without end. Any who had sufficient strength were all crushing their way forward, madly plundering.
As for Li Mo’s death, no one spared it a thought.
On this killing field of mutual struggle and plunder, each of them was both protagonist and supporting role. One could also say that the moment they stepped onto the battlefield, there was no road back. Only by constantly strengthening their battle power and condensing a Golden Battle Robe would they have hope of breaking the bell’s barrier and leaving this place.
Yet once they truly condensed a Golden Battle Robe, they might be reluctant to leave.
The Golden Battle Robe was an existence at the Peak, invincible on the battlefield. By then, driven by greed, they would likely keep on plundering, forging their own legend.
At this moment, the campaigns and assaults continued without end. Another day passed, and only the Thirteen Alliances remained on the battlefield.
Within the Thirteen Alliances, Bai Bufan stood alone.
On Xiao Tianyu’s side, there were only two people, and Mo Qingluan wore only a common War Robe. Now that things had reached this level, Mo Qingluan could not help Xiao Tianyu at all. In other words, at this moment, Xiao Tianyu’s side likewise had only one true combatant.
On Yunhai City’s side, Zhan Shao stood at the head. His War Robe faintly showed signs of transforming into a fundus-like golden hue. Behind him were Lu Yaojia and the others.
Especially Lu Yaojia. When her beautiful eyes looked toward Xiao Tianyu, there was a faint hint of avoidance. Yet Xiao Tianyu’s gaze only swept past her in a hurry. Now, Xiao Tianyu no longer owed her anything.
Previously, Xiao Tianyu had saved her life; that life-debt had already been repaid.
Lu Yaojia chose to assist Zhan Shao, and that made her Xiao Tianyu’s enemy.
At this moment, the fighting abruptly halted. The thirteen leading figures swept their gazes across one another. Though their eyes were calm, if they clashed, they did not doubt that they would use the most domineering means to devour the others and fulfill themselves.
"How do we fight?" At this moment, Zhan Shao suddenly spoke.
As soon as these words fell, several gazes snapped toward Xiao Tianyu. Back at the seaside, when Xiao Tianyu escaped them, they had utterly lost face. Therefore, their dislike of Xiao Tianyu was immense.
"I think we should kick one person out first!" A brocade-robed youth spoke; this person was none other than Jin Mo, the Young City Lord of Jinling City.
He had also been among those hunting Xiao Tianyu at the seaside.
He continued, "Moreover, with thirteen people, even if we divide into six bouts, there’ll still be one extra!"
"I have no objections!" A man clad in armor said, his voice filled with decisiveness. Zhan Shao’s gaze turned to Xiao Tianyu as he spoke, "I said before, you won’t have such good luck again. You disappear, and there just happen to be twelve left. Since that’s the case, hand over your War Spirit!"
How casual those words were. Back when they first stepped onto the battlefield, Zhan Shao had said the same thing.
Behind Zhan Shao, Lu Yaojia’s beautiful eyes swept a glance at Xiao Tianyu, but she did not speak. Now that she had chosen to aid Zhan Shao, she naturally took him as her leader. The blame lay only with Xiao Tianyu for offending too many people, so he was the first they wanted to kick out.
"Hmph, who doesn’t want the Soul Power on this man? Why should it be you, Zhan Shao?" The armored youth cast a sidelong glance at Zhan Shao and snorted coldly. What he said was not wrong—who didn’t want to get Xiao Tianyu’s War Spirit?
Though the War Spirit on Xiao Tianyu was relatively weak, he was after all at Silver Peak. After plundering him, their battle power would certainly increase greatly.
Right now, the situation felt very similar to that at the seaside back then. Xiao Tianyu once more became the first target all wanted to eliminate. In such a case, did Xiao Tianyu still have any chance?
Hum~
The gale howled. Among the Thirteen Alliances present, aside from Bai Bufan, the auras of all the others roared forth, pressing down toward Xiao Tianyu in surging waves. Clearly, they all wanted to plunder Xiao Tianyu’s Soul Power.
"And you call yourselves the heaven’s pride of your respective cities; now it seems truly laughable!" Mo Qingluan’s beautiful eyes flashed as she swept her gaze over them, letting out a mocking remark that made the various city prodigies show a look of astonishment.
Mo Qingluan continued, "If you’re heaven’s pride, you should fight one-on-one. Yet you all gang up on one man—unworthy to be called heaven’s pride. If what happens today spreads, won’t it be a joke?"
One had to admit, Mo Qingluan’s words were like pearls dropping from her lips.
Many people’s gazes flickered. Today they were all besieging Xiao Tianyu together; it truly was not glorious. Even if they wanted to silence everyone, that was impossible, for being slain here did not mean true death, only elimination.
"I’m willing to help you!" At this moment, a cold voice came from Bai Bufan’s mouth. His gaze was sharp, the Heaven-piercing Halberd in his hand gleaming with cold light, causing Xiao Tianyu to be slightly taken aback.