[2] Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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Chapter 72.2 The First Confrontation

Han Shaoling stood on the strong cloud beast, holding the halberd in one hand, and his eyes were cold.

He raised the halberd very slowly and pointed the tip at You Wuming.

You Wuming pulled the corners of his lips and smiled slightly. He raised the sword to the level of his sight. The green light shook and then it swung out more than ten zhang again.

This is the limit of the Shining Spirit Base’s seventh layer.

Han Shaoling looked over coldly and saw that You Wuming’s condition was in a mess, even his left leg still has fire burning on it which he has no time to put out yet. So he hurriedly used his full strength, knowing in his heart that the other party was an arrow at the end of its flight.

“You Wuming,” Han Shaoling waved a few very powerful white lights casually, making a surprise attack towards You Wuming and the underworld demons that rushes to him mercilessly, and then said loudly, “I’m killing you today, not because of personal resentment, but because of the overall situation. You can go with peace of mind. The You state’s people, I will take over them for you and I won’t let them suffer more wrong.”

You Wuming laughed strangely. He lazily lifted up the hand that he put on Sang Yuanyuan’s shoulder slightly, stretches out a slender finger, and weakly pointed it towards Han Shaoling: “This hypocrisy spirit, is indeed the same as that counterfeit.”

Han Shaoling naturally doesn’t care about a dying person. He smiled lightly and turned to Sang Yuanyuan: “It’s not too late for a weak woman to avoid disaster. Princess Sang, please step aside. I will definitely protect your safety.”

“Are you looking down on me? Who wants your protection?” Sang Yuanyuan shot a glance at him.

Her nineteen exquisite Chomper Flowers have long been ready to move. This surging wave of the underworld demons is seen by others as fierce and evil, but in her case it is a nutritious feed. She can set up five rings and let her Chomper Flowers eat them all the way back. She can squat on any ring she wants and still be safe inside whichever rings.

Han Shaoling was startled, shook his head and smiled: “Princess Sang, I know you don’t like Meng Wuyou, but at this moment, the way you say this without thinking at all is exactly the same as her usual practice.”

Sang Yuanyuan said to herself, ‘He is so confident that he is going to win and is already starting to suppress me now. What a boring routine.”

“When the underworld demon comes, put your flowers out.”

You Wuming whispered a warning, and swung out a blade of light with a turn of his hand to clean up a large area of underworld demons around them. Taking advantage of this momentary gap, he left Sang Yuanyuan in place. Then he stepped heavily on his toes and his body fluttered like a big black butterfly straight towards Han Shaoling!

Han Shaoling laughed out loud and waved his halberd to meet him.

Facing You Wuming, Han Shaoling doesn’t dare to be careless at all. Even though You Wuming seems to be seriously injured at this moment, a beast at bay will still put up a desperate fight. The most ferocious counter attack is the one on the verge of death.

He didn’t even suspect that You Wuming’s injuries were fakes——The fire on his left leg had obviously burned into his bones. All the assassins from the Yinyue Pavilion were annihilated,  and there was not a single life left. You Wuming definitely won’t be unscathed at all. What’s more, he even left Sang Yuanyuan in place. Saying that it is not a spent force, who would believe that?

Despite this thought, Han Shaoling still used his secret skill that no one knew.

On the long halberd, thunder and lightning were suddenly crackling there. Each and every white spiritual light was covered with purple thunder and lightning. Then in an instant, a Thunder Dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, leaped out of the halberd. Han Shaoling’s spiritual essence flashed all over his body, and the storm rose from the ground!

“Thunder Dragon out of the abyss!”

The spiritual essence with metal elements formed a hurricane and poured into Han Shaoling’s body. The extremely swift and violent huge wave of spiritual essence continues to perfuse the Thunder Dragon on the halberd. Then the Thunder Dragon roared up to the sky, making one’s mind shocked and one’s skin tingling.

You Wuming already swept halfway there.

It’s already too late to turn around at this moment.

Han Shaoling used all his strength and locked his eyes into the ghost-like ethereal figure in the air. With a halberd in his hand, he stabbed forward and saw that the startled dragon came out of the abyss, carrying the power of thousands of thunder and lightning, it blasted towards You Wuming!

In the dazzling thunder light, You Wuming’s face was reflected with a cold white color, and the corners of the delicate and unparalleled lips suddenly raised a small smile.

At this moment, the first thought that came to Han Shaoling’s mind was——This bad egg indeed was born very good-looking.