Night Without End

Chapter 1569: Chapter 632: Top-Tier Villain Couple (Part 4)

Below the night sky, many mountain peaks have been reduced to half, pierced by the blood-colored Vajra and his golden threads, forcefully detonated.

Vajra Mystic Technique, with unparalleled power of attack, naturally consumes an immense amount.

Luo Shaohua finds it hard to hold on in battle, and instantaneously moves out, distancing herself. Her chest heaves violently as she begins to shift to the Scripture Meaning, employing other tactics against her enemy.

A crescent moon stretches across the sky, formed by Tao Patterns. She sits on it, relaxing, her snowy feet bare, as she breathes rhythmically.

She resonates with the Power of Taiyin between heaven and earth, aiming to merge with it. Accompanied by a wondrous sight, the stars gradually appear, shining brightly, illuminating the night sky.

Qin Ming approaches, sword in hand.

"Clang!"

Almost simultaneously, both launch their attacks.

The Milky Way flows like water, Taiyin cascades like a waterfall, slanting down from the night sky.

Qin Ming’s body shines, Chaos Force bursts out, transforming into countless Pure Yang Flying Swords, mingling with nine-colored Sword Qi, sweeping overwhelmingly towards his opponent.

In an instant, the resonant sound of swords echoes through the heavens and earth, densely like a swarm of meteors crashing from Outer Heaven, with long tail lights, piercing the night sky, with incredible momentum, engulfing the opponent’s space.

Sword light, star light, crescent moon... the brilliant lights in the night sky are extremely dazzling, sword energy crisscrossing, star light rampaging, already a boiling scene.

Finally, the crescent moon extinguishes, Luo Shaohua falls, her body covered with sword wounds, transparent from both sides, with sword energy streaming out, accompanied by flowing blood.

Qin Ming approaches oppressively, surrounded by countless Pure Yang Flying Swords, dyed with nine-colored Sword Qi, suspended in the Void, like a forest of flying swords, ubiquitous, encircling him.

Of course, if he remained silent, it would be even more soul-stirring.

At this moment, Qin Ming opens his mouth, immediately disrupting the heavy and oppressive atmosphere.

"For thirty years I’ve sought the swordsman, witnessed leaves fall and sprout again. Since I first saw the peach blossom, until now, I have no doubts."

Qin Ming advances, demonstrating Niu Wuwei’s Sword Dao.

A bundle of peach blossoms blooms near his ear.

"Pfft!" Luo Shaohua spits out a mouthful of crimson blood. His flamboyant demeanor only indicates one thing: his mindset has relaxed, already looking down on her.

With the clanging sounds, countless Pure Yang Flying Swords again slice towards her.

Densely like elongated, glowing raindrops, weaving through the heavens and earth, akin to a meteor shower crossing the sky, coming to annihilate.

This time Luo Shaohua dares not withstand it, for she’s significantly injured, with sword energy still pouring from her flesh. She transforms into a wisp of clear air, vanishing from her original spot.

"Cut!"

Qin Ming expels a bundle of peach blossoms, instantly, sword energy flickers, winds and clouds shake, flying swords everywhere, the nearby earth realm thoroughly penetrated.

Luo Shaohua reappears, immediately pierced by several Pure Yang Flying Swords, blood flowing freely.

A Primordial Element Golden Bridge appears beneath Qin Ming’s feet, instantly relocating him. With a deafening roar, a large palm presses down.

A colossal palm, with clear patterns, imprints on Luo Shaohua’s body, causing her to be covered with cracks, soon to be torn apart.

Terrifying waves emerge within Luo Shaohua, ripples undulate, her body instantly healing.

With a bang, Qin Ming smacks her body, this time more fiercely.

Luo Shaohua nearly explodes, but at the last moment, mysterious ripples again spread within her, piecing her body together, wounds perfectly healed.

During this process, she briefly closes her eyes.

When she opens them, her gaze resembles a divine sword unsheathed, dazzling to an extreme, distorting the night sky, her aura becoming even colder and sharper.

Luo Shaohua, akin to an isolated Heavenly Immortal, starts to return.

With just one action, Qin Ming instantly disrupts her serene and clear aura.

He grasped Luo Shaohua’s left cheek and said, "Speak stubbornly again, are you an ancient being or a person of the current era?"

Luo Shaohua is momentarily shocked, someone dares treat her like this!

"Soft and plump, quite tactile." Qin Ming’s words nearly break her defense.

Boom!

Within her, like turbulent Jiang Hai, thunder fluctuates, from initially muffled to deafening, beginning to emit sacred ripples outward.

With a snap, Qin Ming’s palm again falls, covering her face, saying, "People of today do not see ancient dignity, old corpse meets modern human, since today you encounter me, a contemporary guest, you best return to dust."

Qin Ming strikes heavily, swinging his arm around, truly a full-force palm that engulfed her face, aiming to smash her skull.

Luo Shaohua is beaten open but swiftly heals, the scene is truly terrifying.

Her eyes close multiple times, then open again.

"Do you truly intend to resurrect?" Qin Ming continuously uses Sword Evil, a full-force palm, yet fails to completely crush her, only making her gaze brighter.

In an instant, golden threads within Qin Ming shoot out, piercing through her, nailing her in place.

At this moment, Luo Shaohua’s aura transforms, her gaze growing brighter.

Qin Ming grabs her, attempting to shove her into a broken cloth.

"Hmm, can’t fit? Where’s your cloth?" Qin Ming asks as he tugs at her delicate face, not finding her Exotic Gold Cloth, then tries again to shove her into his own Old Bu’s space.

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