CHAPTER 473: CHAPTER 443 BREAKING THE SHIELD OF BLACK TORTOISE, CAPTURING HAN YUANQING ALIVE

Holding the Taiyi Celestial Ruins Sword, Lu Yuanshan’s speed reached its peak, approaching Han Yuanqing in the blink of an eye.

Steadily gripping the Taiyi Celestial Ruins Sword, he swung it down from above towards Han Yuanqing’s head.

"Hmph!"

Han Yuanqing snorted coldly, unable to evade the sword, he had no choice but to use the Shield of Black Tortoise once again.

With a loud bang, under the powerful chopping force of Lu Yuanshan, Han Yuanqing was shaken and sank downward, causing the ground within a radius of about ten feet to stir up a cloud of dust.

The powerful Foundation Establishment Magical Power erupted from Han Yuanqing, sweeping around like a fierce wind.

Relying on the Shield of Black Tortoise, Han Yuanqing withstood Lu Yuanshan’s sword strike.

But due to the immense chopping power, Han Yuanqing’s body bent downward, with half of it sinking into the ground.

"Lu Yuanshan, I’ll behead you first!"

With a loud shout, Han Yuanqing unleashed a powerful rebound force, pushing Lu Yuanshan away.

In the air, Lu Yuanshan somersaulted, the Golden Crow Sword flying past from below, aligned with Lu Zhiwei’s Taiyi Celestial Ruins Sword on the other side, both slashing towards Han Yuanqing.

Han Yuanqing continued using the Shield of Black Tortoise for defense, while simultaneously activating the Divine Fire Talisman to unleash intense Divine Fire towards the approaching Lu Yuanshan.

Lu Yuanshan halted his diving form, swiftly ascending in an instant.

A torrent of Divine Fire whistled past beneath Lu Yuanshan’s feet.

"Shadow Transformation Sword Form!"

A clear shout rang out, as Lu Zhiwei performed the Profound Pure Jade Maiden Heart Scripture, executing the Shadow Transformation Sword Form.

The Taiyi Celestial Ruins Sword surged into the air, transforming one into nine, condensing eight more Taiyi Celestial Ruins Swords to form a small Sword Array aimed at Han Yuanqing.

Subconsciously, Han Yuanqing again used the Shield of Black Tortoise to fend off the attack.

However, this time, he underestimated Lu Zhiwei’s move.

The nine Flying Swords completely enveloped Han Yuanqing like nine meteors, piercing his body in an instant.

This strike shattered the Shield of Black Tortoise Han Yuanqing had condensed, unable to withstand the Shadow Transformation Sword Form’s attack at all.

"How is this possible!?"

With his defense broken, Han Yuanqing exclaimed subconsciously, a look of disbelief on his face.

Just what technique did Lu Zhiwei use to so easily break through the Shield of Black Tortoise’s defense!

But now was evidently not the time to ponder this.

With the Shield of Black Tortoise breached, Han Yuanqing faced a life-and-death crisis, as the nine Taiyi Celestial Ruins Swords continued to stab towards him with immense momentum.

In the critical moment, Han Yuanqing desperately executed the Fuyao Body Technique, retreating rapidly to dodge Lu Zhiwei’s attack.

However, Lu Yuanshan was not one to be idle.

Seeing Han Yuanqing’s desperate evasion, Lu Yuanshan seized the opportunity, wielding the Taiyi Celestial Ruins Sword in a slash.

At this point, Han Yuanqing was truly in a sorry state, struggling to evade Lu Zhiwei’s attack, let alone dodging Lu Yuanshan’s strike.

To the extent that he didn’t even have time to activate the Shield of Black Tortoise.

"Ah!"

A miserable scream echoed.

Lu Yuanshan’s Taiyi Celestial Ruins Sword slashed heavily on Han Yuanqing’s right shoulder, severing his right arm on the spot, blood spurting out.

Of course, Lu Yuanshan had held back with this blow, not taking Han Yuanqing’s life immediately.

Lu Yuanshan wanted to find out why Han Yuanqing suddenly attacked him and his younger sister.

After the fleeting scream, Han Yuanqing endured severe pain, desperately continuing to execute the Fuyao Body Technique, narrowly evading Lu Zhiwei’s Shadow Transformation Sword Form at the critical junction.

However, he didn’t have time to secretly celebrate when he felt a formidable pressure descending from above, sensing something amiss.

Instinctively looking up, he saw a circular Magical Artifact hovering above his head, emitting a Binding Power, causing Han Yuanqing’s expression to change.

This artifact was evidently a binding type, similar to the Celestial Net he had used before.

"Vermilion Bird Ring."

Not far away, seeing his younger sister using the Vermilion Bird Ring, Lu Yuanshan halted his attack.

Given the circumstances, Han Yuanqing was undoubtedly unable to escape the binding of the Vermilion Bird Ring.

As expected, the next moment, the Vermilion Bird Ring descended, enveloping Han Yuanqing’s body.

As the ring of the Vermilion Bird Ring tightened, Han Yuanqing was firmly bound.

No matter how Han Yuanqing struggled, he couldn’t break free from the Vermilion Bird Ring’s binding.

Buzz!

A soft sword hum sounded.

Lu Zhiwei’s Taiyi Celestial Ruins Sword steadied out, hovering less than a finger’s width in front of Han Yuanqing’s forehead.

The chilling Sword Qi pierced Han Yuanqing’s forehead, drawing a fine line of fresh blood.

This sword wasn’t fatal but was enough to pose a threat to Han Yuanqing, making him dare not act rashly.

"Kill if you must. I, Han Yuanqing, am not someone who fears death!"

Bound and turned into a lamb awaiting slaughter, Han Yuanqing’s face went pale, and after gritting his teeth, he stopped struggling.

His gaze, coldly fixed on Lu Zhiwei, then glanced at Lu Yuanshan.

"You siblings really hid your strength well! To fall into your hands isn’t disgraceful; it’s my incompetence."

At this moment, Han Yuanqing had a clear self-awareness.

Lu Yuanshan exchanged a glance with Lu Zhiwei, not retracting his Magical Artifact, continuing to wield the Taiyi Celestial Ruins Sword before him to prevent Han Yuanqing from executing any trickery.

"Elder Han, my Cyan Mountain Sect has no grudge with your Fuyao Sect, nor do we have any dealings with you."

"How did we offend you? For you to risk violating Dubhe Institute’s rules and attack us siblings on the battlefield!"

At this moment, Lu Yuanshan’s face darkened, asking the question weighing on his mind.

Han Yuanqing had long anticipated that Lu Yuanshan would ask this question; otherwise, the previous sword wouldn’t have merely severed an arm.

"Why, Sect Leader Lu, you’ll have to guess for yourself. I won’t utter a single word!"

Han Yuanqing snorted, clearly unwilling to reveal the reason.

If he exposed his identity as seeking revenge for Han Zongyuan, he feared he would die even faster.

"Kill or flay, do as you please!"

Seeing Han Yuanqing’s reluctance to disclose the reason, Lu Yuanshan’s gaze sharpened.

He had no compassion at this moment, wielding the Taiyi Celestial Ruins Sword, pointing it remotely at Han Yuanqing, emanating a chilling killing intent.

"I, for one, want to see whether my flying sword is harder!"

"Or is Elder Han’s bone harder!"