Chapter 780: This is My Escape Route!

Chapter 780: This is My Escape Route!

The Sword Saint was unable to kill Ling Meng and her father as he had wished. While wielding the Spirit Sword, he was disrupted by the boy on the ground, who unleashed powerful Qi, directly interrupting his movements.

Although the Qi wasn’t overly lethal, it disrupted his sword-faring ability, which was truly concerning for him.

Who was this boy? How did he possess such power?

A Demon Practitioner?

He didn’t seem to emit any Demon Qi, unlike the Demon Disciples.

So who exactly was he?

Regardless of who it was, they should have perished on the spot.

The Sword Saint quickly regained his composure, his swords circling around him to form a barrier, ready to deflect any incoming Qi attacks.

However, this dispersement of power gave Ling Meng and Ling Yuan an opportunity to escape.

They darted away at high speed, while Lin Nuo continuously held back the Sword Saint, creating chances for their escape.

From the heavens, the Sword Saint could strike down dragons and even the skies.

The Sword Saint redirected his focus to Lin Nuo, with hundreds of Spirit Swords locking onto him, diving down with deadly precision.

But Lin Nuo felt the wind at his feet, his body becoming light as he faced the barrage of falling swords, remaining completely unfazed.

Recalling the time he had once been cornered like this, though he faced dozens of swords and formidable sword intent, none could pierce his heart.

Lin Nuo weaved through the flying Spirit Swords with remarkable agility, eluding the damning rain of blades. Despite the swirling dust and dense waves of swords, none could touch him.

As the happy Wind Boy, he could dodge easily as long as there were gaps to slip through.

The Sword Saint had never encountered someone so light and nimble, effortlessly evading the onslaught of his blades, leaving him astonished.

With such an opponent before him, even the calmness of his heart stirred with waves of emotion.

He had finally found a worthy adversary, a rarity in recent years.

But fixating on Lin Nuo proved futile, as it allowed the Demon Practitioners, Ling Meng and her father, to slip away.

He swiftly waved his hand, redirecting a portion of the Spirit Swords toward Ling Meng.

But Lin Nuo wouldn’t allow it. The moment the Sword Saint aimed for Ling Meng, Lin Nuo surged in again, employing his swift charge to disrupt the attack.

Consistently interrupting his spellcasting was no easy feat for the Sword Saint.

Left with no options, he dropped down from the heavens.

Soon, the Sword Saint descended with his Spirit Swords, sharpening his focus on Ling Meng, wielding a sharp sword aimed at her.

First, eliminate the Demon Practitioner, then engage with that boy.

But Lin Nuo was quick, rushing ahead and waving his hand, causing the deceased Demon Disciples to rise suddenly.

Reanimated corpses.

The corpses Lin Nuo controlled leaped up to intercept the Sword Saint’s strike.

Boom!

The corpses exploded, unleashing a cloud of thick smoke. These Demon Disciples had just died, their bodies still warm with lingering Demon Soul Power, resulting in a substantial explosive force that halted the Sword Saint’s advance.

High-Level Demon Power?

The Sword Saint was somewhat taken aback. He had some knowledge of Demon Powers, and corpse manipulation alongside suicide explosions belonged to a class of high-level Demon Powers.

This boy, could he really wield such techniques?

Was he a senior figure from the Refining Demon Sect?

By rights, if he could master such magic, he’d surely emit Demon Qi.

Yet there was none, completely subverting his expectations.

Lin Nuo continued bombarding the Sword Saint with Qi to keep him distracted, granting Ling Meng and her father a chance to escape.

This relentless tactic was vexing the Sword Saint; it was the first time he had faced such a drawn-out contest.

Unable to land a blow on his opponent, while simultaneously being harassed, he was left utterly frustrated.

However, the Sword Saint remained calm and composed, controlling his emotions to avoid succumbing to anger or folly.

If it came to cool-headedness, Lin Nuo was even more unshakable, steady as an old dog, utterly unfazed.

“Master…”

Ling Meng turned to Lin Nuo, her heart filled with a sense of safety.

With the protection of Master, nothing would go wrong.

“Indeed, Ling Meng. He can hold down the Sword Saint; his strength is truly…”

“That’s right, Dad. My Master is unparalleled in the world; he hasn’t even shown his full power yet.”

As Ling Meng and Ling Yuan rode a summoned Demon Beast, they spoke while fleeing. This fast-running creature was a horse that Lin Nuo had aptly named the Grass Mud Horse.

Lin Nuo had also taught Ling Meng how to summon it, and after spending time in Demon Abyss Valley, Ling Meng had learned to control the beast. The Grass Mud Horse zipped away swiftly, but its consumption of Demon Soul Power was substantial, much like flying on a Spirit Sword.

Seeing Ling Meng pull further away, the Sword Saint couldn’t accept this. This was the second time he had failed to eliminate this Demon Practitioner.

He needed to elevate his power.

At that moment, the Sword Saint began to channel his energy, a surge of Spirit Power flowing through him as all of his Spirit Swords emitted a brilliant glow, exceptionally dazzling.

This guy meant business.

Lin Nuo recognized the severity of the situation; the Sword Saint was truly serious, which was a problem.

There was no choice; to protect his female disciple, he had to risk it.

Right now, he still had some Magic-Containing Stones he had brought from Demon Abyss Valley. Although one could be searched thoroughly at the front lines, Lin Nuo had managed to hide a few items by bribing some Demon Disciples.

When he wasn’t using them, the Magic-Containing Stones looked like ordinary rocks, nearly impossible to distinguish.

Pulling out all the Magic-Containing Stones would create quite an explosive surprise.

Though it felt a bit wasteful, it was a precautionary measure to give this Sword Saint a nasty shock.

Alright, let’s do this.

At that moment, Lin Nuo took out a small bag of Magic-Containing Stones; as he opened them, they began to emit a dark purple light.

At this instant, the Sword Saint sensed something was amiss.

Demon Soul Power began to surge out, and the Demon Qi was much stronger than before.

But it didn’t matter; he wasn’t concerned.

The Sword Saint was determined. All the swords fused together, transforming into an enormous Spirit Sword, capable of obliterating tens of thousands of enemies, plummeting down from above.

With one sword strike, annihilation awaited.

Lin Nuo caught up with Ling Meng, raising his hand as a massive swirling vortex of black energy emerged to intercept the descending, massive Spirit Sword.

The flying sword fell into the whirlpool, and the two forces collided, leading to a deafening explosion.

Boom!

A thunderous sound resonated, and Lin Nuo had already activated the Wind Barrier. Utilizing the explosive force, he dashed away.

Time to skedaddle! This explosive escape plan was a brilliant idea from Lin Nuo, the runaway genius.

The Sword Saint was slightly knocked back by the explosion, and as the pall of smoke cleared away, he could no longer see Lin Nuo and the others.

Where did they go?

The Sword Saint quickly took flight, soaring high into the sky to look down upon the land, searching for the fleeing Demon Practitioners.

Nothing found, no trace of his target.

Where could they be?

The Sword Saint was bewildered; had they really vanished in such a short time?

What a blunder.

At that moment, a small bird flew towards the Sword Saint, initially moving slowly, which he ignored.

But suddenly, it accelerated, charging directly at the Sword Saint.

The Sword Saint’s brows furrowed, and he swung his sword down, but the small bird was too nimble, dodging and crashing into him.

With a little explosion, the damage was minimal, and as the smoke cleared, two words emerged:

“Farewell.”

This little bird was none other than the Angry Bird that Lin Nuo had tossed.