Chapter 223 Sneak Attack
This was the direct result of the pure Yang Yan raging in his body, as if thousands of sharp blades were cutting his blood vessels. Ximen Tianyu's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out violently.
"This... is really Eastern Spirit Blood!"
Zhang Fang, who had finally recovered a little, looked at Ximen Tianyu spurting out blood with spiritual power, and the greed in his eyes reappeared. He endured the injuries on his body, slowly stood up, and locked his eyes on Ximen Tianyu, as if he had forgotten everything around him, leaving only the tempting oriental blood.
Tushan Yaya and Cui Yuling were busy suppressing the pure yang flame in Ximen Tianyu's body and did not notice Zhang Fang's small movements behind them.
"Tianyu, don't suppress the spiritual power in your body by force! Let it flow naturally through your meridians, and then release it slowly."
Cui Yuling was keenly aware of Ximen Tianyu's struggle and quickly spoke out to stop him. She knew very well that the power of the pure Yangyan was extraordinary, and if it was forcibly suppressed, it would most likely lead to more serious consequences.
Ximen Tianyu heard this, clenched his teeth, and tried to calm his chaotic mind. He tried to relax his body and let the pure Yangyan that was raging in his body flow on its own. At first, this power seemed to be out of his control and still rampaged in his body, but as time went on, he gradually felt a delicate balance.
"Monster! Die!"
At this critical moment, Zhang Fang's angry shout broke the silence. He jumped up like a beast pouncing on its prey, and stabbed Tushan Yaya behind Ximen Tianyu with his sword.
Tushan Yaya and Cui Yuling noticed Zhang Fang's action at the same time, but they were trying their best to suppress the pure Yangyan in Ximen Tianyu's body and were unable to do anything else. Cui Yuling shouted anxiously: "Yaya, be careful!"
Tushan Yaya's heart trembled, but at this distance, Tushan Yaya had no time to withdraw the demonic power she had transported into Ximen Tianyu's body. She could only watch the sword tip flashing with cold light getting closer and closer to her...
At the critical moment, Ximen Tianyu, who had been closing his eyes to suppress his spiritual power, suddenly opened his eyes. He pushed Tushan Yaya away with one hand, and gathered the pure Yangyan with his other hand, turning it into a blazing beam of light, meeting Zhang Fang's fatal blow.
"Tianyu!"
Tushan Yaya was suddenly pushed away by Ximen Tianyu. She staggered a few steps before she stabilized her body. Looking back, she saw Ximen Tianyu was pierced through the chest by Zhang Fang's sword. The blood and the light of pure Yangyan intertwined, forming a frightening picture. But there was no fear or despair in Ximen Tianyu's eyes, but a kind of determination and determination.
"No!"
Tushan Yaya's voice was filled with pain and anger. She turned around abruptly, quickly forming seals with both hands, and the coldness around her surged again, almost freezing the air around her. She rushed towards Zhang Fang desperately, vowing to avenge Ximen Tianyu.
Zhang Fang did not expect that Ximen Tianyu would choose to take the sword himself in order to save Tushan Yaya. He was shocked. In his opinion, Ximen Tianyu's move was undoubtedly seeking death. The long sword in his hand had already pierced deeply into Ximen Tianyu's heart. Although the pure Yangyan was strong, it could not repair such a fatal injury in a short time.
"Humph, a mere mortal dares to be an enemy of our Dao League. This is what will happen to you!"
At this point, Zhang Fang decided to go all out and kill Ximen Tianyu once and for all.
However, at this critical moment, the pure Yangyan in Ximen Tianyu's body suddenly burst out with unprecedented light. The light was so strong that it seemed to illuminate the sky and the earth. Zhang Fang felt an indescribable heat coming towards him, and the sword in his hand trembled involuntarily. "What! This is impossible!"
Zhang Fang was horrified. He had never expected that Ximen Tianyu, despite being so seriously injured, could still unleash such a powerful force of Pure Yang Flame.
Ximen Tianyu gritted his teeth, enduring the severe pain in his chest, his eyes full of unyielding and determination. He knew that this was his only chance and he had to seize it. With the help of the cold air that Tushan Yaya had previously injected, he temporarily stabilized the spiritual power in his body, and then fully guided the power of the pure Yangyan to launch a final counterattack.
With Ximen Tianyu's low roar, the pure Yangyan around him seemed to be ignited, turning into countless flame dragons, rushing towards Zhang Fang. Those flame dragons roared and rolled, with the momentum of destroying everything, and instantly submerged Zhang Fang.
"Ah——" Zhang Fang screamed miserably, and he waved his sword desperately, trying to resist the flames that surged like a tide. But the power of the pure Yangyan was too strong, and his resistance seemed so powerless.
In a short moment, Zhang Fang's figure completely disappeared in the raging flames, leaving behind only a scorched earth, a pungent smell of burning in the air, and Ximen Tianyu's shaky but extremely determined figure.
Tushan Yaya rushed to Ximen Tianyu, her eyes full of anxiety and worry. She quickly checked Ximen Tianyu's injuries, and saw that the deep sword wound almost penetrated his chest, and blood kept pouring out of the wound, staining his clothes red. But what worried her more was that the pure Yangyan in Ximen Tianyu's body seemed to have fallen into extreme disorder because of this outbreak, and waves of violent flames raged in his body, which could devour him at any time.
"Rongrong, save him!"
Tushan Yaya was extremely anxious and almost shouted to Tushan Rongrong in the distance for help. She knew that although she had a high level of cultivation, she was far inferior to Tushan Rongrong in terms of healing spells.
Tushan Rongrong had been commanding the Tushan guards on the city wall. Just when Zhang Fang attacked Tushan Yaya, she was rushing over here at full speed.
As soon as Tushan Yaya finished speaking, he appeared beside the two of them. Without any hesitation, he used his strongest healing magic.
"The fox demon's technique - the stars shift!"
As Tushan Rongrong slightly opened her red lips, she quickly formed seals with her hands, and two soft white lights emerged from her fingertips, gently covering Ximen Tianyu's wound.
In a short while, Ximen Tianyu's external injuries had healed completely, but his situation was still not optimistic. The pure Yangyan was out of control like a wild horse running wild in his body. Even though the external injuries were healed by Tushan Rongrong's magical power, the fire power from the inside out was still constantly eroding his vitality.
Ximen Tianyu had fallen into a coma at this time. His face was as pale as paper and beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping from his forehead.
Tushan Rongrong frowned, she knew very well the peculiarity of Pure Yangyan. This power that came from Eastern blood, once it got out of control, it would be difficult to quell it even if she and Cui Yuling joined forces.
(End of this chapter)