Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1554 - 355: The Kunlun Elders’ Trump Card and the Escaping Ugly Girl (Part 3)

The intense shockwave erupted abruptly, compelling all nearby individuals to fall back, as Elder Qin was jolted by the fierce rebound, staggering backward step after step until he had retreated some seven to eight hundred paces to finally halt.

Witnessing Elder Qin in such a perilous position, Elder Qi swiftly positioned himself right behind Elder Qin.

As the proverb goes, brothers battle side by side in fights, fathers and sons chase tigers together, and lifelong friends share profound rapport. With decades of camaraderie between Elder Qi and Elder Qin, their coordination was naturally seamless.

In that instant, they shared a quick look, and right after, Elder Qi unsheathed his blade.

The blade wielded by Elder Qi was called Chess, embodying stark contrasts of black and white, featuring a blade of pure white and a hilt of deep black.

With the sword now unsheathed, both assumed their stances, then lifted their blades toward the heavens at nearly identical angles, gradually bringing them down to abdomen height, the whole sequence precise and uniform, showcasing their extensive history of teamwork and synergy.

Once in position, they abruptly lifted their gazes, their eyes fixing sharply on Chen Jie, brimming with lethal resolve.

Elder Qi then declared, "The two elders of Kunlun have come to seek guidance from Guild Leader Chen."

As his statement concluded, their stares intensified, laden with deadly intent aimed straight at Chen Jie.

Instantly thereafter, two Martial Arts Illusions materialized behind them, one depicting an immortal grasping a sword, the other portraying an elderly man with a white beard clutching a chessboard.

Clearly, the second figure represented a chess grandmaster from the Kunlun Sect, perhaps a renowned historical figure in the game.

At that juncture, the pair readied themselves and bellowed furiously, launching at Chen Jie, as their Martial Arts Illusions surged forward too; upon seeing this, Chen Jie's eyes blazed with murderous determination.

In the following instant, the Zhu Rong statue at his back unleashed a deafening roar that shook the earth.

Roar!

A pair of fiery serpents twisted and coiled.

Simultaneously, the Martial Arts Illusions of Elder Qin and Elder Qi started to unleash their power, the sword-wielding one thrusting ahead in a phantom assault, while the chessboard bearer appeared to make a strategic placement that could sway Qian Kun.

The Martial Arts Illusions clashed head-on, and right then, from below, Elder Qin and Elder Qi advanced on Chen Jie, one leading the other, their footfalls steady and forceful, perfectly aligned, employing the Heavenly Gang Beidou Step.

Their formations aligned with Yin and Yang principles, syncing with celestial numerology, which amplified their abilities considerably.

The might they possessed was unmistakably formidable.

As they closed in to reach Chen Jie, he lifted his palm to execute the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms, its opening strike resounding with successive dragon cries.

Roar, roar, roar...

The dragon roars thundered fiercely, as Chen Jie adopted a firm horse stance, quietly channeling heavenly numbers through his palms, his gaze alert to the incoming elders' actions.

Right then, the elders, who had gripped their swords in their right hands, abruptly shifted to their left, causing Chen Jie's eyes to narrow—he almost succumbed to their ruse, their feint truly cunning.

With that in mind, Elder Qin surged ahead first, thrusting his sword straight toward Chen Jie's neck.

Spotting this, Chen Jie quickly evaded, but Elder Qi's blade trailed right after; as he dodged Elder Qin's attack, Elder Qi's sword unexpectedly targeted Chen Jie's vulnerable lower area.

Shocked by the development, Chen Jie swiftly maneuvered away.

However, Elder Qin, after his earlier feigned swing, wheeled around suddenly, coordinating with Elder Qi's blow in a flanking maneuver, his sword hacking at Chen Jie.

At that precise moment, dual strands of Sword Qi intersected, lashing out toward Chen Jie.

Shaken to his core, Chen Jie vaulted upward immediately, performing a Flying Dragon in the Sky to escape their joint assault.

Whoosh~

Chen Jie twisted skyward, resembling a mighty flood dragon ascending through the mist, as onlookers observed his aerial ascent.

Elder Qin promptly unleashed a Round Moon Slash to block Chen Jie's trajectory.

Chen Jie countered swiftly with a Leaping in the Abyss, darting to Elder Qi's position, and then delivered another palm strike straight at Elder Qi.

Elder Qi remained composed, sidestepping the blow, while Elder Qin approached once more, unleashing a trio of slashes at Chen Jie.

Chen Jie deftly shifted aside to evade them, at which point Elder Qin steadily thrust another unassuming sword strike. Though Chen Jie believed it simple to avoid, as he moved to dodge, he abruptly sensed the terrain turning swampy beneath him, making his form hesitate momentarily.

During that split-second delay, Elder Qin's blade had advanced, targeting Chen Jie's throat directly.

Taken aback, Chen Jie summoned his full power to shatter the restraint, veering away, but the sword still carved into his right arm, opening a severe wound that gushed blood freely.

Stunned, Chen Jie failed to grasp the method Elder Qin employed to immobilize him, deeming it utterly fearsome.

Rattled and ignoring his arm's injury, just as Elder Qin capitalized on his successful hit, he pursued without mercy, deploying the Nine Revolutions Eighteen Swords against Chen Jie.

Chen Jie concentrated sharply, noting the absence of that bog-like feeling.

He effortlessly sidestepped Elder Qin's Nine Revolutions Eighteen Swords, but as Chen Jie began to dismiss his earlier experience as a trick of the mind, Elder Qin lunged with yet another plain-seeming thrust, one Chen Jie viewed as trivial and readily dodgeable.

Yet, as he geared up to avoid it, Chen Jie once more experienced his body locking up inexplicably.

His brows furrowed tightly, as Elder Qin's sword drove onward.

Though he could have normally slipped away with ease, the mysterious pressure bearing down on Chen Jie caused his reactions to lag by a crucial instant.