Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 324 The Immortal Hammer Breaks Through the Frosty Qi

The cold-blooded monk Miaohua was a disciple of Wunian, a monk from Tianlong Temple. He possessed exceptional external martial arts skills and remained unmoved after taking a blow, while the gray-robed young man was knocked over and fell into the lake.

The next instant, the young man in gray broke through the lake water again, unleashing a powerful and unparalleled heavy kick, his legs like axes, slashing down fiercely.

The cold monk Miaohua roared again, leaping high into the air to meet the attack with both palms.

The two were locked in fierce combat when Sun Yanwan and her entourage arrived in a carriage.

After obtaining Duanmu Xianling's consent, he sealed all the acupoints on her body. Although it could not completely change the situation, it greatly reduced the coldness in Duanmu Xianling's body, and even Yang Diao'er's perception of her was much weaker.

They never expected to stumble upon such a major battle.

Sun Yanwan made a quick decision and shouted, "Shadowless Marquis, let's go around from the side. We can't let this young man in gray escape into the lake."

Wuyinghou nodded; he also wanted to solve one problem first.

Sun Yanwan gave Yang Diao'er a look, and Yang Diao'er immediately understood why he had suggested sealing Duanmu Xianling's acupoints before setting off.
Yang Diao'er really didn't misunderstand this time!
Sun Yanwan hadn't forgotten, and instructed Lu Chaoxiu, "Fairy Lu, please protect Fairy Duanmu. If there is any real danger, please immediately release Fairy Duanmu's acupoints and escape."

Duanmu Xianling and Lu Chaoxiu both felt that Sun Yanwan was thoughtful and a good person.

After giving her instructions, Sun Yanwan used her lightness skill to move with Wuyinghou to the left and right to cover the retreat of the gray-clad young man back to the lake.

Seeing that the two had arrived at their positions, Yang Diao'er drew out the Ice Silkworm Fan and gracefully entered the battlefield.

Sun Yanwan sprinted to the lakeside, cutting off the gray-clad young man's retreat. Intending to test the power of this icy killer, she activated the Xuanbing Treasure Mirror and unleashed a palm strike.

The young man in gray let out a low growl and swung his palm back, not dodging at all, and clashed head-on with Sun Yanwan.

Sun Yanwan was slightly surprised and continued to strike with his palms, which also contained the power he had deduced. He felt that as soon as he activated the deduced power, a magnetic force arose in the other party's body, trying to absorb his power.

However, Sun Yanwan's internal energy foundation was the Xuanhuang Scripture, and her foundation was very strong, so her opponent couldn't absorb it at all.

However, he also discovered that this attraction was mutual; when he withdrew his palm strike, the opponent's internal energy was also stirring.

Wuying Hou did not make a move. How cunning and shrewd was he? What was Sun Yanwan plotting? How could he not see it? He also did not want to be tainted by this strange, icy true energy, so he remained a "generous master".

Upon suddenly seeing so many people, the monk Miaohua roared and began attacking indiscriminately. Sun Yanwan received a few blows and, sensing the difference in the palm strikes of this senior disciple of Tianlong Temple, gained some insights.

When Yang Diao'er arrived, Sun Yanwan stopped probing, took a deep breath of true energy, and with a roar, unleashed the Eighteen Styles of Immortal Hammer. She used only two-tenths of her attack to force the cold monk Miaohua away, and used the remaining eighty percent of her fist power on the gray-clothed young man.

This young man's internal energy was too cold, and his martial arts were only at the Innate Realm. How could he possibly withstand Mo Jing's fierce and powerful fist techniques?

Since creating the Immortal-Slaying Hammer, Sun Yanwan has rarely fought against opponents of equal strength. He threw five punches in a row, only one of which was used to force the Cold Monk Miaohua away. The other four punches caused the gray-robed young man to spit out a mouthful of ice shards with the first punch, and the second punch made him spit out black blood.

The gray-clad youth, still oblivious to his own mortality, insisted on taking the third punch head-on. The fist and palm collided, and both of his arms broke. Sun Yanwan slammed him into the chest, causing him to collapse. For the final punch, Sun Yanwan had to hold back, lest she kill the man and prevent Yang Diao'er from getting the kill.

The gray-clad youth's martial arts stance was shattered by Sun Yanwan's final punch, leaving him vulnerable all over. Yang Diao'er's Ice Silkworm Fan struck him on the forehead. The gray-clad youth's internal energy was in disarray and he could no longer muster any strength. How could he withstand Yang Diao'er's full-force attack?
The Ice Silkworm Fan fell, instantly killing the icy murderer.

Yang Diao'er killed the man, her face darkening slightly, clearly indicating that another chill had entered her body.

Sun Yanwan hurriedly stepped forward, activated the Immortal-Slaying Hammer, and smashed away the Frosty Monk Miaohua that had sprung up from Yang Diao'er's body, which was connected to the Frosty True Qi within her body.

After blasting away the monk from Tianlong Temple, Sun Yanwan grabbed Yang Diao'er's slender waist and immediately withdrew from the battle. She didn't even glance at the gray-clad young man who, after losing his internal energy, had his muscles wither rapidly and become like a dried corpse.

Wuying Hou knew that his chance had come. He activated his sword and met Han Seng Miaohua. The two exchanged seventeen or eighteen moves. Sun Yanwan had already retreated more than a hundred feet away, but Han Seng Miaohua was still eager to make a move.

Sun Yanwan wanted to test the waters. He quickly discovered that after retreating a mile and a half, although the cold monk Miaohua still sensed something, his agitation had subsided considerably. Only then did he shout, "Shadowless Marquis, don't fight with this monk from Tianlong Temple."

Wuyinghou withdrew his sword and retreated. As expected, Hanseng Miaohua did not pursue him. He returned to his original spot, lost in thought. He shook his head, turned around, and followed Sun Yanwan and the others.

While channeling her inner energy to suppress the second wave of icy true energy for Yang Diao'er, Sun Yanwan said, "Oh no, how come there's another wave of true energy?"

"Miao'er, you shouldn't have made a move."

Yang Diao'er did not answer, but cooperated with the Xuanbing True Qi that Sun Yanwan had inputted into her body, merging the two streams of True Cold Ice Qi into one.

The two streams of cold-elemental true energy merged and suddenly became much more spiritual, undergoing a complete transformation. They flowed through the meridians, their routes unpredictable and elusive, and even the combined efforts of the two of them could not quite restrain them.

Sun Yanwan thought to herself, "The mental cultivation method I deduced is extremely ordinary; it's probably not the original form of this mental cultivation method."

"Our Songyang Sect's Xuanbing Treasure Mirror and Diao'er's sect's Xuanming Yinsha Skill, along with the Ice Silkworm Transformation, can be considered the three most powerful cold-type martial arts in the world."

"How could anyone have known that there was a cold-based martial art in the world that could be so powerful?"

Duanmu Xianling and Lu Chaoxiu were also extremely nervous. Neither of them suspected Sun Yanwan, which was the benefit of having a good character. Even though there were some doubts, the two women did not think about them too deeply.

The two combined, strange, icy true energies, though not particularly powerful, were like living things, constantly drawing on the mysterious energy of heaven and earth, as if they would never run out.

Even if Sun Yanwan and Yang Diao'er joined forces to cut off a portion of it and refine it, it could still play hide-and-seek, evading pursuit and interception, and could also devour the true energy in Yang Diao'er's body to strengthen itself.

After several attempts, Sun Yanwan gradually figured out the circulation pattern of this strange cold-type true energy. Yang Diao'er, after all, had been practicing the Xuanming Yinsha Gong for many years, and the meridians in the circulation of cold-type martial arts were similar, so she also had some experience. The two fought against this true energy for two or three hours and finally suppressed it back into a normal meridian.

Yang Diao'er exhaled and said in a low voice, "I really can't imagine just how powerful the senior who cultivated this skill was back then!"

(End of this chapter)