Perfect World: Sword of Legends

Chapter 193 Suppression
An Lan's arm was pierced, his eyes widened and he groaned, but his neck was pinched, making his face flush red.

At this moment, An Lan had already cursed Yun Ying's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

Although his arm was pierced and restrained, An Lan still did not sit there and wait for death. He gritted his teeth and was about to kick Yun Ying.

However, Yun Ying had already anticipated that he would do this, so she raised her leg first and hit An Lan's abdomen hard with her knee.

boom!
An Lan felt the pain in his stomach again, and his flushed face turned blue, a mixture of blue and red.

Then, before he could react, he felt the sensation of weightlessness, and the sound of the wind in his ears became louder and louder.

He quickly came to his senses and immediately found himself falling.

Yun Ying even pinched his neck with one hand, then stepped on him, forcing him to fall to the ground.

Upon discovering his situation, An Lan's eyes were bloodshot, his eyeballs almost popped out, and he struggled desperately. A bright light burst out from his whole body, and immortal runes surged.

"Struggling? Is it useful? Be honest."

Yun Ying slapped An Lan’s forehead with her empty hand, it was extremely heavy.

boom!
An Lan was slapped on the forehead, and suddenly he felt dizzy, his soul was shaken, and he lost control of his body. The exploding immortal symbols dissipated instantly.

However, An Lan soon woke up again and continued to struggle.

Seeing this, Yun Ying didn't tolerate it and struck him on the forehead with one palm after another, making bang sounds and sparks flying, as if she was hammering a piece of divine gold.

After a few slaps, An Lan's forehead was cracked. His mind was in a drowsy state and he could not wake up quickly.

This is because every palm strike from Yun Ying not only hits An Lan's body, but also his soul.

Both his body and his soul were hit by Yun Ying at the same time. Even if An Lan wanted to wake up, it was impossible. He could only continue to experience the feeling of dizziness.

The falling speed was getting faster and faster. Standing on the ground, it looked like a comet flying from the sky.

A few seconds later, the comet landed on the earth.

boom!
The earth exploded again and was overturned by the horrific shock wave, becoming even more tattered.

The next moment, the red magma from the earth's core gushed out, rushing up thousands of feet high, like a huge red fountain, venting in all directions.

At the top of the red lava fountain, fairy light was shining, and two figures could be vaguely seen.

"Uh-huh..."

A deep voice sounded, and An Lan's arms were broken, his chest collapsed, his spine was broken, and the five-colored blood of the Immortal King spurted out like a stream.

Even his head was cracked, and his skull was covered with dense cracks. This was caused by Yun Ying's hitting and the impact of falling to the ground.

Looking down, An Lan's legs were also twisted, and he looked extremely miserable. His injuries were very serious, almost life-threatening.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Yun Ying who was strangling his neck. The corners of his eyes were cracked and blood was oozing out.

At this moment, the severe pain all over his body made An Lan almost faint.

Groan!
The sword chanted crisply, and Yun Ying raised the Zixiao Sword in one hand, with the sharp tip of the sword pointing downwards, with a chilling light that was intimidating.

An Lan suddenly felt an astonishing chill, especially when he saw the tip of the icy sword pointed at him. He was so frightened that his soul was frightened. The will to survive forced him to struggle with his broken body.

The blood of the Immortal King glowed and turned into a dazzling beam of light, shooting towards Yun Ying.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The blood was like a sword, striking the Order Armor on Yunying's body, sparks flying everywhere, and some of the blood broke Yunying's skin, leaving streaks of blood, including on her face.

However, Yun Ying didn't care at all and looked frighteningly calm.

"It turns out that the invincible Lord An Lan also gets scared sometimes. Don't be afraid, I will be quick."

Yun Ying looked at An Lan with a faint smile on her face, and with the blood flowing down her cheeks, there was a weird feeling.

When An Lan saw this smile, his whole body went cold and his heart turned cold as well.

The next moment, the sharp sword blade stabbed down and pierced into An Lan's forehead in front of his horrified eyes.

puff!
Blood splattered out, rising more than ten feet high, shimmering with light, and had a sad and beautiful feeling.

Roar!
A shrill roar sounded, cracking the sky. Mountains in the distance collapsed one after another, spreading to farther places, and countless stars in the sky also exploded.

The terrifying fluctuations of the soul swept across the world, and even Yunying was impacted, with a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, this terrifying spiritual fluctuation quickly weakened.

Looking over, he saw that Yunying's Zixiao sword had pierced An Lan's head, penetrating from the center of his eyebrows and piercing his soul at the same time, without mercy.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn you! I'm undefeated! I'm invincible!"

An Lan's soul was pierced by the Zixiao Sword and nailed to it. His face was ferocious and he kept roaring like a dog that had lost its home.

At this moment, he still didn't want to believe what was happening before his eyes. He was defeated, completely defeated.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the Zixiao Sword trembled slightly, bursting out with a terrifying edge, causing An Lan to wail. He felt like he was being tortured, enduring the pain of being cut into pieces, unable to live or die.

Afterwards, Yun Ying stepped on An Lan's body and pulled out the Zixiao Sword, and An Lan's soul was also pulled out.

Without the control of his primordial spirit, An Lan's body just lay there quietly, relying only on his instincts to constantly absorb the essence of heaven and earth and repair the injuries on his body.

However, without the soul as the dominant force, the speed would be much slower.

After being tortured, An Lan's soul became much calmer and he stopped yelling and screaming, but he still glared at Yun Ying fiercely like a vicious wolf.

"You lost."

Yun Ying looked at An Lan indifferently, and her words were like a sharp sword piercing An Lan's heart, making him feel miserable.

He, An Lan, had roamed the world for endless years, and his hands were stained with the blood of countless powerful enemies, but today he was defeated and suppressed by a rising star.

Thinking back to the beginning, he was so confident and looked down upon the world, and he didn't even take Yun Ying seriously.

Now it seems so ridiculous.

"Let me ask you, are you afraid of death?"

Yun Ying looked at An Lan's soul and asked with a smile.

Hearing this question, An Lan trembled inexplicably, and then stared at Yun Ying, feeling unwilling, angry, ashamed...all kinds of emotions surging.

"Let me go, otherwise, the Immortal King of my world will join forces to break through the sky and settle accounts with you!"

An Lan gritted his teeth and said this. He had already put aside his pride and self-esteem and begged for mercy from his enemy.

Although it was extremely humiliating, he had no choice but to do this in order to survive.

Although the Immortal King has tenacious vitality and his soul is difficult to kill, even his soul has fallen into Yun Ying's hands. As long as it is refined seriously, it will be destroyed sooner or later.

Moreover, with the terrifying sword power created by Yun Ying, his soul could be wiped out at the fastest speed, and there was no need to spend too much effort to slowly refine it.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the invincible Lord An Lan would also have to beg for mercy one day."

Yun Ying smiled faintly, which made An Lan feel ashamed and he wanted to dig a hole to crawl into. However, the next second, Yun Ying chopped off An Lan's head.

"you……"

Seeing this scene, An Lan's soul was bloodshot and his whole body was shaking.

"I said that I needed your head to celebrate my success. Although there were some twists and turns, I finally got your head."

Yun Ying said this without a smile, with the attitude of a winner, not taking An Lan seriously at all.

Hearing this, An Lan almost vomited blood. It turned out that what he had just done was no different from a clown in the other party's eyes.

From the beginning to the end, Yun Ying never thought of saving his life.

"If you kill me, you will face the wrath of dozens of Immortal Kings!"

An Lan growled. He was unwilling to be killed by Yun Ying like this, so he could only use this method to threaten the other party and force him to back down.

"Ha ha……"

This time, Yun Ying smiled, and her smile was casual, nonchalant, and indifferent.

For some reason, An Lan's heart trembled inexplicably when he saw Yun Ying's smile. The other party's attitude was like the sky high above, with a bright smile, but very ruthless, with a kind of indifference to all living beings.

"Do you really think this is my full strength?"

The next second, Yun Ying looked at An Lan and said something lightly.

This sentence was like a thunderclap, exploding in An Lan's ears and making his head a little dizzy.

What does that mean? Didn't she mean that she was fighting him at full strength just now?

How can this be? !
"This is impossible. Don't even think about disturbing my mind!"

An Lan refused to believe it even if he was beaten to death. If what the other party said was true, then who was he? Wouldn't he be a complete joke?

"You're disturbing my mind? I think too much. You underestimate me and overestimate yourself."

Yunying shook her head gently.

"Bullshit! I don't believe it. This is impossible!"

An Lan's soul was screaming and yelling like a mad dog, with no image at all.

It can be seen how much damage Yun Ying's words had on him, driving him crazy.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. It's meaningless."

Looking at An Lan who was falling into madness, Yun Ying had a calm expression and her eyes were calm.

As soon as he finished speaking, wisps of fairy mist spread out from Yunying's body. The nine-colored light was brilliant and sacred, carrying a vast and lofty aura, just like the sky.

boom!
A vast aura rose into the sky, and the boundless immortal light submerged the entire world. The scars on Yun Ying's body quickly disappeared, and the armor of order covering her body also quietly faded away.

Instead, there was a Taoist robe as white as snow, pure and flawless, as if it was condensed from the purest light in the world.

With the Heavenly Robe on, Yun Ying's aura rose to an astonishing level, even more ancient and vicissitudes of life than before.

She was like a messenger from heaven, looking down at the world, with all things rising and falling under her feet.

"How... could this be so?"

Seeing this scene, An Lan was dumbfounded. He stared blankly at the noble and tall figure, and actually felt ashamed of himself.

This is unbelievable. He is the Immortal King, but he was impressed by Yun Ying's temperament.

"This kind of aura... who are you?"

An Lan's soul was trembling. He felt an aura similar to the Heavenly Dao on Yun Ying's body, that kind of supreme, majestic and inviolable aura. There was no other possibility in the world.

Even if the aura on Yun Ying was not the true aura of Heaven, it was still extremely astonishing.

He couldn't believe that there was someone in this world whose aura was so close to the way of heaven. Even if he was the son of luck, such a thing would never happen.

But something happened to Yunying, that kind of supreme aura was so similar to the aura of Heaven.

"Are these your last words?"

Yun Ying lowered her eyes and looked at An Lan's soul, making him feel as if he had fallen into an icy cave and his thoughts seemed to be frozen.

The sound of sword chanting was heard, and the Zixiao Sword glowed, with an unparalleled sharpness that split An Lan's soul in half.

"what……"

Severe pain swept through his mind, and An Lan's soul let out a scream.

The next moment, his soul fell onto a palm, and countless immortal lights rushed up, covering An Lan's soul.

"No, don't, let me go!"

An Lan felt that his soul was locked up, and a terrible force was decomposing his soul, just like scraping, layer by layer.

However, this was not scraping, but scraping off his soul power, layer by layer. It seemed slow, but it was actually wearing away his soul.

Although the Immortal King's soul is immortal and indestructible, only immortality is real, but it is a long way to go to achieve true immortality.

All we can say is that the Immortal King's soul is indelible and can be continuously reorganized, but it will consume its origin. When the number of reorganizations reaches the limit, it will be annihilated.

But this process is not easy to do.

But for Yun Ying, there is no such worry. Her sword skills are domineering enough to destroy everything. Nothing can block the sharpness of her sword.

Even the immortal king's spirit cannot stop it.

"Spend your last moments in pain."

Yun Ying clenched her five fingers together, and a ball of light emerged. It was the immortal cage that locked up An Lan's soul.

She swung her hand casually, and the ball of light fell towards the Zixiao Sword, then merged into the sword body.

Now, the Zixiao Sword has become a weapon of the Immortal King, and has developed its own will. It can take over Yunying's role in refining Anlan's soul.

hum!
The Zixiao Sword trembled slightly, and its light flowed, trying its best to refine An Lan's soul. The soul of an immortal king could squeeze out a lot of things.

Soon, many things were taken out.

There was a large pile of fairy materials, dazzling and rare, such as world stones as big as a human head, bright fairy gold as big as a basin, and many bottles and jars, which were the lifelong collection of an immortal king.

Seeing these things, a strange look flashed in Yun Ying's eyes. He was indeed an immortal king and a treasure trove in himself.

The main reason is that An Lan has lived for so long that he has been able to collect so many rare treasures. Otherwise, someone like Yun Ying would be considered a beggar.

Now, it would not be an exaggeration to call her the poorest Immortal King.

Although Yun Ying didn't care much about these immortal materials, she thought of Yun Xi and the entire Celestial Clan, so she put all these treasures away.

When she returns to the Celestial Clan, these things will become the foundation of the Celestial Clan.

(End of this chapter)