Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1683 - 389: Han Miaozhen: Chen Jiusi, How Is This Possible!

With his words spoken, he unleashed his sword once more. This strike was truly unexpected, carving a Z-shaped arc through the air directly at Han Miaozhen. Han Miaozhen's expression shifted slightly; she recognized this as Chen Long's signature move, the Flowing Cloud Sword—Wind and Thunder Introduction!

This technique was exceptionally peculiar, its attack path unpredictable, aiming squarely at Han Miaozhen. At this pivotal moment, a miniature Gang Qi tornado enveloped the edge of his blade. Han Miaozhen raised her flaming spear to parry, but she hadn't accounted for the tornado's force, which blew the spearhead aside, allowing the longsword to slice towards her.

Han Miaozhen was startled, dodging with urgency, yet Chen Long's Green Steel Sword still managed to tear through the fabric of her sleeve.

A faint smile graced Chen Long's face as he spoke, "Dharma King Han, if I recall, I mentioned that 'No Sword' isn't the ultimate state for a swordsman. A true swordsman must always have a sword in hand."

Han Miaozhen paused, a flicker of anger crossing her features before she swiftly raised her spear and retorted, "Hmph, so much pointless chatter," then lunged it towards Chen Long.

Chen Long was momentarily taken aback. In terms of raw power, he knew he was no match for Han Miaozhen. His expression turned somewhat grim, but he pressed on through gritted teeth.

Observing Han Miaozhen's spear thrust rapidly approaching, Chen Long raised his sword to block, simultaneously creating an opening that allowed Mei Tu to vanish inexplicably and reappear behind Han Miaozhen in the very next instant.

[Shadow Devouring Needle] Mei Tu softly lifted her hand, and a barrage of dozens of silver needles, wreathed in an eerie pink gas, shot through the air—Mei Tu's ultimate Killing Move.

Mei Tu's forte was speed, and her Hidden Weapon skills were a perfect complement; her concealed weapons were exceptionally formidable.

This was particularly true for the Shadow Devouring Needle, a weapon she usually kept concealed between her fingers, deployable as a Hidden Weapon or for close combat. Infused with her unique Gang Qi, a product of her Yin Yang Harmonization Divine Skill, these needles possessed the terrifying ability to devour souls.

While Han Miaozhen was occupied engaging Chen Long from the front, she suddenly registered the sound of something slicing through the air from behind; she instantly understood it was that exasperating Mei Tu attempting a clandestine assault.

Although there's a saying that women shouldn't make things difficult for other women, Han Miaozhen and Mei Tu harbored a deep-seated animosity. While they maintained superficial pleasantries, calling each other 'sister', in private they venomously referred to one another as 'bitches'.

Han Miaozhen found Mei Tu's perceived promiscuity deeply distasteful.

Conversely, Mei Tu viewed Han Miaozhen as annoyingly prim and proper. This mutual disdain festered, and the current moment presented an ideal, albeit dangerous, opportunity for them to clash—a battle that promised to be fierce and unresolved until one prevailed.

Mei Tu's face held a pleasant smile, yet her strike was utterly ruthless, aiming the Shadow Devouring Needles directly at the back of Han Miaozhen's head.

Whew whew whew...

Sensing the disturbance behind her, Han Miaozhen let out a roar, and in the very next moment, flames erupted from her back, coalescing into fiery wings that flapped powerfully, propelling terrifying Flame Power outwards and scattering the Shadow Devouring Needles.

Whew whew whew...

The needles were forcefully repelled by Han Miaozhen's Flame Power, hurtling directly back towards Mei Tu. Mei Tu reacted instantly, leaping three yards into the air to narrowly evade the counterattack.

"You venomous woman, that strike was too forceful!"

Mei Tu cried out as she dodged Han Miaozhen's retaliatory assault, but Han Miaozhen's expression turned icy. Mei Tu, the instigator of the sneak attack, was now playing the victim.

Assessing the unfolding situation, Han Miaozhen extended her flaming wings towards Mei Tu, unleashing a torrent of relentless flames in her direction.

Faced with this fiery onslaught, Mei Tu swiftly employed her movement technique to evade, calling out, "Chen Long, keep this venomous woman occupied."

Chen Long's eyes narrowed, and he promptly unleashed his formidable Gang Qi. In an instant, his Sword Force surged, radiating a clear light as he thrust directly at Han Miaozhen.

This sword strike created a sound like ripping air, and Sword Qi shot forth, transforming into countless streams of light that wove a net of swords in the sky, completely encircling Han Miaozhen and sealing off all possible escape routes.

Han Miaozhen's refined face grew stern as she raised both hands, igniting flames that surged around her, instantly conjuring seven colossal fire pillars from the ground. These pillars formed a terrifying defensive net, encasing her in absolute protection.

The fire pillars appeared to be adorned with circling Fire Phoenixes; this was the Seven Phoenix Divine Fire Pillar. This formidable technique was inspired by the legendary Nine Dragon Fire Shield, a Magic Treasure wielded by Taiyi Zhenren. Han Miaozhen had conceived this defensive skill, the Seven Phoenix Divine Fire Pillar, based on its name.

Boom boom boom...

Chen Long's Sword Qi slammed against the massive pillars, erupting with terrifying explosive sounds.

Boom boom boom!

The intensity of the explosions increased, causing the flames on the pillars to spew outwards in a dazzling, eye-watering spectacle.

It was akin to a brilliant fireworks display.

Boom boom boom...

Booming impacts reverberated through the skies, their echoes reaching the secluded Forbidden Land nestled behind the mountains. Du Zundao, sensing the disturbance, furrowed his brow in contemplation, pondering the source of the commotion.

His gaze drifted towards Bright Peak, yet no visual cues emerged from its direction. A subtle crease formed between his brows as he mused internally.

He dismissed the matter. Chen Jiusi's presence held greater significance. Even if the imperial court were to launch an invasion upon the mountain, it would not sway his current priorities. This was Du Zundao's firm conviction at this juncture. He settled into a cross-legged posture, centering his spirit and calming his mind.