Shenwu Yutianlei

Chapter 323 Begging for mercy

After the leading black shadow finished speaking, his figure was like a black lightning, rushing towards Shen Yun with overwhelming momentum.

It was moving at an extremely fast speed, leaving only a black afterimage in the air. The afterimage looked like the scythe of the god of death. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be cut into black cracks.

Its eyes were fixed on Shen Yun, and the scarlet light in its eyes was like two burning flames, burning with the desire to kill Shen Yun. That gaze seemed to be able to penetrate Shen Yun's soul, to completely crush his courage and resistance.

"Interesting." Shen Yun's mouth curled up slightly, and a glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he whispered. His posture was as tall as a pine tree, and his feet were firmly planted on the ground, as if he had merged with the earth.

The long sword in his hand turned slightly, and the sword body flashed with a cold light, like the brightest cold star in the night sky. Then, he held the long sword across his chest, and the movement was smooth and flowing. The long sword was like a solid line of defense, emitting powerful spiritual power fluctuations. The lightning spiritual power was like a silver snake moving on the sword body, emitting a kind of inviolable majesty. There seemed to be an invisible force flowing between the sword body and his chest, raising his entire momentum to the peak.

Facing the approach of the leading black shadow, Shen Yun did not think too much. His eyes instantly became extremely focused, his mind was empty, and all distracting thoughts were thrown behind him. Only the instinctive reaction to the battle remained.

The third move of “Seven Moves of Heaven and Earth”, “Move Heaven and Earth” is performed.

In an instant, Shen Yun's figure and the sword shadow intertwined, and it was impossible to tell which was his real body and which was the sword's phantom. His body seemed to have turned into an invisible gust of wind, and seemed to have merged into the world, forming a wonderful resonance with the surrounding space.

His figure was like heaven and earth turned upside down, yin and yang exchanged, and his speed was as fast as a ghost. He disappeared in the blink of an eye, and appeared in another position several meters away the next moment, then disappeared again, and then flashed to the side of the black shadow.

This speed and change made it impossible for the leading black shadow to grasp the direction of the attack. The black shadow's originally fierce attack completely lost its target in front of Shen Yun's "Qian Kun Shift", and could only blindly attack randomly in the afterimage left by Shen Yun.

Every time the black shadow thought it had captured Shen Yun's trace, but when it launched an attack, it found that it had only hit nothingness, and Shen Yun had already appeared in another unexpected place, showing the mystery and fantasy of this style.

After Shen Yun successfully distanced himself from the leading black shadow with the help of "Qiankun Shift", he did not pause at all.

Without hesitation, he performed the fourth move of "Seven Moves of Qiankun" - "Qianyang Fiery Fire".

The long sword in Shen Yun's hand suddenly shone brightly, and the light was like the scorching sun descending to the earth, hot and dazzling.

The sword's momentum was like a raging fire, and the sword body seemed to have turned into the source of the flames, and every inch of the sword body was wrapped in the scorching flames. The extremely high temperature spread out from Shen Yun to the surroundings, and the surrounding air was quickly heated, generating a strong heat wave.

These heat waves were like surging tides, sweeping towards the leading black shadow one after another.

Shen Yun swung his sword at the shadow, and every swing of the sword brought with it a scorching heat wave, which was like a ferocious fire beast, pouncing on the enemy with its fangs and claws bared. The flames whistled through the air, making crackling sounds, as if playing the movement of death. When the sword moves approached the shadow, the surrounding space was reflected in red, as if being dragged into the sea of ​​purgatory.

The flames seemed to have their own will, entwining the shadow crazily, wanting to devour it completely. Each flame was like an extremely sharp blade, cutting the shadow's body.

Under the might of the blazing sword, the leading black shadow once again showed a look of fear. It could feel the destructive power contained in the flames, a terrifying power that could burn its dark body to ashes. It tried to dodge, but the flames followed it like a shadow. No matter which direction it fled, it could not escape the flame attack that was like a net of heaven and earth.

Shen Yun's eyes were firm and cold, and he kept swinging the sword in his hand, with an indomitable momentum every time he made a move. He wanted to let the shadow know that the price of offending him was to bear the wrath and destruction from the "Qianyang Fiery Fire". In the flames all over the sky, Shen Yun was like a god who controlled the flames, judging the enemy in front of him.

"Ah, kid, I give up, quickly withdraw your magic power, I give up." Under the ruthless attack of the blazing flames, the leading black shadow's original arrogant attitude had long since disappeared. Its body was shaking violently in the flames, and the body made of dark power was like an ice cube thrown into a furnace, melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Each flame was like a hungry demon, clinging tightly to the black shadow, greedily devouring its energy. The black shadow's screams echoed throughout the space, the sound was full of pain and despair, no longer with the previous majesty and ferocity. Its figure struggled and twisted in the flames, trying to get rid of the flames that were like maggots attached to its bones, but everything was in vain.

Its scarlet eyes were filled with fear, staring at Shen Yun intently, the killing intent in its eyes had long been replaced by the desire to survive. It began to desperately beg Shen Yun for mercy, its voice became sharp and piercing because of fear, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth with a deep fear of death. It knew very well that if Shen Yun did not stop, it would be reduced to ashes under the scorching "Qianyang Fire" and completely disappear from this world.

The surrounding air was twisted and deformed by the high temperature, as if the entire space was trembling because of this cruel trial. The shadow's cry for mercy seemed so small and helpless in this scene of blazing destruction, like a beast that was cornered by a hunter, making its last wail.

Shen Yun was slightly stunned when he saw this. The long sword in his hand was still emitting blazing flames, but the movement of swinging the sword stopped abruptly because of this sudden plea for mercy. He frowned slightly, a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself: "The leading black shadow who was shouting for killing just now is begging for mercy so soon?"

He never expected that this enemy, who was so aggressive and wanted to eat him alive, would give up so easily. In Shen Yun's impression, a being with such a powerful force should have an unyielding spirit, and even in the face of death, he should have the dignity of a strong man. But the black shadow in front of him, whose previous rebelliousness was like a bubble, was instantly shattered under the scorching "Qianyang Fiery Fire".

Shen Yun looked at him with a bit of contempt. He had thought that this battle would be a thrilling life-and-death contest, with both sides trying their best until one side fell. However, the current situation made him feel a bit amused. He just stood there quietly, watching the black shadow struggling in the flames, and his evaluation of it was greatly reduced.

Seeing Shen Yun still in a daze, the leading black shadow felt more and more fearful. It felt the shadow of death approaching step by step. It no longer cared about its dignity and face, and begged for mercy again: "Boy, ah, little ancestor, please spare me." Its voice had become hoarse, and every word was filled with tears, which was an extreme desire for survival. Its body kept twisting in the flames, trying to get closer to Shen Yun, but was forced back by the flames, looking miserable.