The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix

Chapter 343 - Protagonist's Life Hangs By A Thread

"I am Feng Yu Die, a disciple of Master Taixu. Please teach me."

Hu Mu calmly looked at Feng Yu Die saluting him and replied flatly, "Speak with the sword."

"..."

Patter--patter---

The rain was pouring down, and the raindrops pecking at the ground became the only sound between heaven and earth. It was as if at this moment, only two people, one black and one white, were left standing opposite each other in the entire Heavenly Gate City.

According to what Feng Yu Die's master once said to her, she was the destiny of the world. Under the same realm, no one could rival her, not even the Demon King.

Controlling her slightly shaking hands, she gripped the hilt of the sword and exhaled. "Hooo..."

Xiao Tian, who was floating above Feng Yu Die, also shut up at this moment. She didn't dare to disturb Yu Die, so she just flew aside silently. But looking at the Demon King holding the sword and suppressing his cultivation, she still felt a little scared.

The Demon King should be thinking of proving to the Heavenly Dao Scroll that he was also qualified to be recognized as its master.

But was it really possible to snatch the Heavenly Dao Scroll away just by straightly defeating Feng Yu Die?

In truth, Xiao Tian didn't know the conditions for choosing a master for the Heavenly Dao Scroll.

Previously, when they were in the Moon Shadow Sword Sect, Yun Kunwu had gained the recognition of the Heavenly Dao Scroll and even snatched it away by force.

After that, she discussed this matter with Ye Anping for a long time and concluded:

---It's not clear how Yun Kunwu did it.

Although there were records in the Heavenly Dao Scroll that several former owners had their scrolls stolen, it was impossible to infer the conditions for changing ownership of the Scroll based on those records.

However, Ye Anping had said to Yu Die before, "You can handle it."

Xiao Tian believed in Ye Anping. Although he would sometimes trick Yu Die, he would never play with her life.

Since Ye Anping said that, it meant Yu Die would never die under the sword of the Demon King. The worst that could happen is that she got a few more bumps and bruises, and she could use this to guilt-trip Anping into taking good care of Yu Die.

This was not bad...

Xiao Tian comforted herself like this, but she failed to notice the horrified look on Xiao Yunluo's face.

Ye Anping told Feng Yu Die, "You can handle it."

But at the same time, he also said to Xiao Yunluo, "The Demon King wants something from Sister Feng. But she has just reached the late stage of Foundation Building, and I am worried that she won't resist. A few more bumps don't matter. Just don't let her die under the sword of the Demon King."

In other words, there was no guarantee that the second idiot would be safe and sound.

Since Ye Anping had told her this, it meant that if she didn't help the second idiot when the time came, there was a real possibility that the Demon King would kill her.

But how could she help?

Did she really have the ability to get between the two people fighting with swords and help the idiot repel the Demon King? Or to help her block the Demon King's sword?

If it were just some powerful late-stage Foundation Building cultivator, she would still have confidence, but the opponent was the Demon King. Even if he suppressed his cultivation, and even if he weren't a Sword cultivator, the thousand years of accumulated practice was definitely not something that she and Feng Yu Die, two young teenage cultivators, could withstand.

Xiao Yunluo pursed her lips. Taking a deep breath to calm herself down, she closed her eyes, clenched her fists, and chanted silently. "...Ye Anping has entrusted this matter to me, so I must do it well... I can do it, I can do it..."

The next moment, the lavender eyes opened.

Rumble---

Thunder resounded through the sky, followed by a shrill sword song that stirred up the water in the river for dozens of feet.

Woosh---!

Without a warning, Feng Yu Die went from stillness to movement.

The moment the thunder roared in the sky, Feng Yu Die crushed the stone bricks under her feet, and the dense raindrops between her and Hu Mu that had not yet fallen to the ground were turned into water mist by her body, like a white long dragon figure.

In just a moment, she had arrived in front of Hu Mu.

Gritting her teeth, she shot out a stream of golden light that seemed to be able to separate yin and yang, charging straight at Hu Mu's face.

Xiao Yunluo couldn't even see clearly. She was 100% sure that if she faced this attack, her head would be separated from her body before she even moved.

However, facing this shocking move, Hu Mu's expression did not fluctuate at all.

Ding---

Sparks illuminated the faces of the two. Hu Mu simply placed his sword in front of his eyebrows, blocking the tip of Feng Yu Die's sword with the blade.

Feng Yu Die widened her eyes slightly. Although she had expected that she could not defeat Hu Mu in one move, she still couldn't believe it when she saw him block the sword without even moving his feet.

Right now, she and Hu Mu were at the same cultivation level. How could he block her full-strength sword blow so easily?

Without stopping, she held the sword horizontally, her body completing a circle.

Swish---

The tip of the sword rubbed against the blade in Hu Mu's hand with a scrapping sound, stirring up a shower of sparks.

Feng Yu Die turned her body around and swung her sword again in a cross-cutting stance.

She didn't use any feints. She knew that any tricks would be useless in front of the demon fox. The only thing she could do was to use her Nine Heavens Sword Art to the fullest.

The Nine Heavens Sword Art was the fastest sword art in the world, so fast that it could even split space and pass through any shield condensed with spiritual energy.

The emerald sword drew an almost perfect arc around her, cutting off all the raindrops that crossed the blade and approaching Hu Mu's neck from the left side.

Feng Yu Die looked closely at the vertical pupils in Hu Mu's eyes. Seeing that he didn't look away or react, she smiled slightly, thinking that she might win.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt the word "death" standing before her head, and instinctively turned around to dodge. Although she didn't know what she was dodging, her gut feeling told her that if she didn't dodge, she would die.

Swoosh---

The moment Feng Yu Die dodged, a silver light passed diagonally down from where her neck had just been.

Although Feng Yu Die avoided the fatal spot, the sword passed over her right shoulder.

Swish---

Blood spurted and flew everywhere.

Feng Yu Die spun and hit the stone bricks on the ground, bouncing up and down, and finally used her left hand to stab the ground with her sword, leaving a trench of dozens of feet on the blue brick street, and then knelt to stabilize her body.

Xiao Tian, who was watching the battle, immediately flew to her. Looking at the exposed wound on her shoulder, her eyes suddenly filled with tears. She seemed to want to help her press and stop the bleeding, but she didn't dare to touch her.

"Yu Die?! Ah...Yu Die..."

Feng Yu Die gritted her teeth slightly, used her sword as a crutch to stand up again, and saw that Hu Mu still hadn't moved his feet yet. She was more unwilling than afraid.

But Hu Mu didn't give her a chance to catch her breath.

His body went from still to moving without any warning as well, as if he was imitating the attack she had just made. Crushing the rain curtain, he appeared before her in an instant.

Clang---

The sharp sound of the sword covered the clatter of rain in Feng Yu Die's ears.

The sword was so insanely fast that Feng Yu Die saw it clearly, but she didn't have time to raise her own sword to block it.

---Nine Heavens Sword Art.

Although only similar in appearance, Hu Mu thoroughly understood her sword skill principles in a moment.

Her golden eyes widened under the silver bangs, and Xiao Tian also reacted, immediately stretching out her hand and shouting, "Old Dragon!!"

The golden dragon waiting above Feng Yu Die's head stretched its claws almost instantly and attacked Hu Mu, but it was still too late to intercept his sword.

"..."

Feng Yu Die couldn't believe it. She was still recalling what Ye Anping had said to her, that she could handle it.

But now, she had no way to block the sword stabbing at her forehead, and once she was hit, she would have no chance of surviving and would definitely die on the spot.

Everything in her vision slowed down. The raindrops were suspended in mid-air, and only the sword in Hu Mu's hand kept approaching her.

Feng Yu Die once again felt the fear she had felt once in Wuxi Town. When facing the demonic cultivator named Wu You, she thought she would die there.

Sister Pei was the one who saved her at that time.

But would sister Pei come to save her this time too?

At this time, a silver sword appeared in her field of vision.

Although Xiao Yunluo couldn't see Hu Mu's sword clearly, she still mustered up the courage to rush forward. She swung her sword just to try her luck. If she could help Feng Yu Die block the sword, that would be the best. But if she couldn't block it, she was ready to take the hit on her body.

Apparently, she got lucky this time.

Ding---

Sparks flew everywhere.

Xiao Yunluo's sword directly hit Hu Mu's blade, deflecting it.

The sword that was originally stabbing at Feng Yu Die's forehead moved down a few inches and pierced her chest in the middle.

Swish---

Feng Yu Die staggered, coughing up a large mouthful of blood. At this time, the golden dragon's claw landed directly on the top of Hu Mu's head.

Boom---

The dragon claw's impact kicked up smoke and dust for dozens of feet and also knocked Xiao Yunluo away. As she spun in the air, the sword flew out of her hand to the other side.

At this moment, she only felt her head buzzing, but she didn't panic. She quickly shielded her body with spiritual power, then crashed into a stone wall on the side of the street, leaving a huge dent.

As soon as she landed, she struggled out of the rubble and went to Feng Yu Die who was also knocked away by the golden dragon.

Seeing the wound on Feng Yu Die's chest that had pierced her heart meridian and was now bleeding profusely, Xiao Yunluo turned pale and quickly took out the best healing pill in her bag, but found that she couldn't feed it into Feng Yu Die's mouth at all. She could only press the wound on her chest with both hands and pass her spiritual energy to try to stop the bleeding.

Blood gradually flowed into a pool on the ground behind Feng Yu Die.

At this time, a sword light flashed past the dragon claws pressing on the street, and the golden dragon in the sky suddenly whimpered and fell backward.

Hu Mu frowned slightly as he looked at Xiao Yunluo and Feng Yu Die, his eyes still extremely cold, and shook off the remaining blood on his sword.

He approached Xiao Yunluo step by step, glanced at Feng Yu Die, then said flatly, "The lifeline is cut. It's hopeless."

"..."

Hearing this, Xiao Yunluo opened her eyes wide, looking at Feng Yu Die whose face was gradually turning pale. Then, with a frown, she took Feng Yu Die's sword and turned around, thrusting it toward Hu Mu.

As expected.

Ding---