18. It’s All About the Flair
Yes, this person had the same face as Jiang Chenmo, making it difficult not to associate him with him.
No, it should be said that if it weren’t for the strange setting of twins, then the person standing before them was undoubtedly Jiang Chenmo himself.
However, Gong Yiling felt that there was a fundamental difference between this person and Jiang Chenmo. If this male lead wasn’t just pretending to be a righteous gentleman, then it was indeed possible that they were twins.
“Jiang Chenmo?” Prince Kui, hearing this, couldn’t help but laugh. “Just an idiot who rejected the ‘Heavenly Sin,’ thinking he had some skills.”
Indeed, if this person were Jiang Chenmo, he would know she had the Sword Control Technique and wouldn’t have played with his fan for so long. Wasn’t that just asking for a beating?
“Then why do you have the same face?”
Prince Kui, hearing this, simply used his nascent soul power to forcefully retrieve his fan and, taking a mask from somewhere, put it on, retorting, “Why should I tell you?”
“You’re just a troublemaking little brat. Let me see what makes you dare to stand in my way.”
As he finished speaking, Gong Yiling sensed danger.
A sleeve arrow shot out, aiming straight for her chest.
However… Do you think I’m a fool?
Gong Yiling’s eyes sharpened, and she instantly drew the Wind and Cloud Sword her father had given her for protection.
Although this sword could only be fully wielded by a descendant of the Sword Emperor, Gong Yiling was not bound by this restriction, because her cultivation technique was the divine art of the old sect!
“Obey me!”
With a roar, the originally rebellious longsword instantly submitted, and under the girl’s control, flew towards the sleeve arrow.
An Immortal Artifact of high grade had a material advantage over a conventional hidden weapon. Even with a light flick from Gong Yiling, the arrow was completely destroyed.
And the girl certainly wouldn’t stop there. She immediately charged forward with her sword, aiming for Prince Kui’s head.
Of course, her opponent’s cultivation was clearly higher than hers, and his speed was naturally superior.
Prince Kui saw her move clearly and instantly raised his fan to counter.
But he seemed to have forgotten that the sword in Gong Yiling’s hand was no ordinary weapon.
It was supposed to be a handsome defensive counterattack, but the fan couldn’t withstand a weapon of this level and was easily split in two.
“What!”
Prince Kui quickly retreated, a bloody scratch on his face.
“The Kyushu – Eight Desolations Wind and Cloud Sword is in your hands?”
He wiped the blood from his face, his expression turning ugly. “It doesn’t reject you. Are you the descendant of the Sword Emperor?”
“In a sense.” Gong Yiling sneered. “The blood flowing in my body is indeed from that lineage.”
“However…”
The girl quickly launched a second attack.
Knowing his speed was superior, Gong Yiling didn’t rush forward recklessly but used the Sword Control Technique instead.
During this time, her Sword Control Technique had reached a considerable level, and she could naturally do many things with it.
And in the blink of an eye, the personal swords of the Sword Alliance members who had fallen earlier all flew towards Prince Kui.
Prince Kui, not expecting her to use a bunch of scrap metal instead of the Wind and Cloud Sword, immediately took out a spare iron-boned fan and deflected two of them.
—So he was an umbrella user?
The umbrella was a rather special weapon, similar to a short weapon but more flexible, often causing long, tearing wounds.
As the saying goes, each of the eighteen weapons has its own strengths and weaknesses, and they all counter each other.
Since she knew he was an umbrella user, it was much easier.
While distracting him with the swords on the ground, Miss Gong suddenly changed her tactics and threw the Kyushu Wind and Cloud Sword like a projectile.
“What?”
Prince Kui didn’t fail to react, but he was completely restricted by this move.
The thrown Wind and Cloud Sword carried the weight of a hammer, a type of attack he had difficulty dealing with.
But wasn’t this girl a swordswoman? How could she have so many different moves?
His iron-boned fan was undoubtedly knocked away, and Prince Kui immediately used his nascent soul to block the attack.
But that wasn’t all!
After all, Miss Gong was originally a magician.
Yes, a real magician. She hadn’t used any of her dark spiritual arts yet.
Now that this guy was focused on the immediate threat, what about… the ones that weren’t?
Just as Prince Kui was contending with the Wind and Cloud Sword, several black orbs of light suddenly appeared around him.
The next moment, as the black orbs exploded, the Kyushu Wind and Cloud Sword immediately returned to Gong Yiling’s hand.
“Hunyuan Demonic Art: Malevolent Spirit Cry!”
With the girl’s delicate cry, spiritual and nascent soul power exploded, instantly engulfing Prince Kui.
And Miss Gong wasn’t too arrogant. She gripped the longsword, converted her power into the Heavenly Saint Technique of the Myriad Paths, and after a moment of gathering her strength, she swung the sword at the man in the black mist.
However, this strike hit nothing.
Damn it!
The moment her sword missed, Gong Yiling knew something was wrong.
Although she didn’t know how he had escaped, if she didn’t hit him, it meant he must be…!
“Sister!”
Leng Yuli was still worried about Baiyao Sheng’s injuries, while also keeping an eye on Gong Yiling’s situation.
In an instant, that Prince Kui had bypassed Gong Yiling and appeared before them.
With their strength, they couldn’t possibly fight him, and he was clearly after their lives.
“That girl is indeed difficult to deal with, but I don’t necessarily need to deal with her!”
As he finished speaking, his bone fan shot towards Leng Yuli.
Just as she closed her eyes, she saw a figure also chasing after him in a single breath.
“Clang!”
The clash of fan and sword created a shockwave that extended for a thousand meters. Prince Kui looked at the woman who had suddenly appeared before him in a flash, momentarily confused about how she had gotten there.
—Nice, system!
Miss Gong finally realized that some of the special functions of this master-disciple system were very useful, like this reverse-summoning skill.
But damn, this was too fast. She had no time to prepare and had to take the full force of the blow. Now her whole body was numb.
But… “How dare you bypass me and attack my disciple! Who gave you the guts!”
