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

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Chapter 72.4 The First Confrontation

Just as the strong wind blows up Han Shaoling’s scattered hair on his temples, and the blade almost cuts through his flesh, a thunderstorm suddenly falls from the sky above his head, hitting on the edge of You Wuming’s blade!

At that moment, no one had time to react.

The black sword was smashed away by the great power of heaven and earth. You Wuming did not let go of it, spurted blood and retreated three steps in a row!

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he pierced the black sword into the ground below him with a turn of his hand. He propped himself with both hands on the hilt and stretched out his wings of fire to hold the thunder’s strike.

There was a loud bang, and with You Wuming as the center of the circle, a terrifying shock wave swept around. The corpses of the underworld demon were crushed into debris and splashed in all directions.

This incident was so unexpected that Sang Yuanyuan didn’t have time to recover her senses, and then saw the second thunder falling down again, pointing at You Wuming!

Sang Yuanyuan was shocked and looked up.

She saw that above their head, there was a group of colorful thunder clouds that appeared since an unknown time. This strange thunder and lightning came from within that thunder clouds.

Sang Yuanyuan took a deep breath and looked at Han Shaoling——He was also in the center of the falling thunder but was not injured at all. At this moment, he looked astonished as he looked at You Wuming who had been blasted backwards by the thunder.

This thunder is protecting Han Shaoling. The two words that made her hair stand on the end flashed in Sang Yuanyuan’s mind——The heaven.

Without thinking, she ran towards the field!

The second thunder fell on You Wuming’s body.

His knees were bent by the heavy suppression.

The wings of fire ignited a more dazzling flame to fight against this calamity.

He panted heavily, and his bleeding hands clenched the hilt of the sword tightly. On the black sword, the green flame was once again ignited.

The shock wave blasted across the fields and Sang Yuanyuan, who rushed to the center of the battle, only felt a heavy blow on her chest. She swallowed the blood that rushed to her lips and continued to rush towards You Wuming. At the same time, she raised her hands and threw the Chomper Flower to attack Han Shaoling!

The third thunder soon condensed again.

She raised her head and took a look, and found that the colorful thunder cloud that had appeared in the mid-air had somehow dispersed.

This is the last thunder!

The corners of You Wuming’s lips floated with a grin, and he pointed the sword towards the sky.

As the setting sun goes down, the golden afterglow falls down, falling on You Wuming’s face and the sword. The touch from nature seems extremely ironic at this moment.

Heaven and Earth are impartial, treating creatures like straw dogs. Inhumanity is the most benevolent[1].

If there is any partiality, then how can it still be called the natural way of nature!

You Wuming roared out loud in a low voice and the green flames were blazing above the blade!

In that pair of dark eyes, there was a fierce determination.

Instead of retreating, he advanced. He raised the sword and then slashed it towards Han Shaoling again!

He intends to ignore the falling thunder, take the blow with his body and also slash the so-called Son of Destiny with his sword!

Han Shaoling has gathered some strength at this moment.

He supported himself on the ground with one hand, and his eyes were as fierce as You Wuming’s. He held the halberd with the half-cut head part, and accumulated enough strength in his arm. When You Wuming enters the attack range, he will use the lightning strike to pierce his heart!

Sang Yuanyuan’s shouts were drowned by the thunder.

The third thunder struck down!

You Wuming’s tall and slender body bathed in the thunder and lightning jumped up, then the green flames crossed over the thunder and chopped it down heavily!

At the same moment, Han Shaoling who knelt on one knee, raised the half-cut halberd in his hand and stabbed towards You Wuming recklessly!

‘Pfftt——’

‘Claangg——’

‘Booomm——’

The thunder swung across the wild, and the strongest falling thunder robbed all the light between heaven and the earth. All the eyes could see were all white color in front of them. For a moment, no one knows what happened.

The huge Chomper Flower was scattered into countless fine particles of light, which fell down like the fireworks at the end of the curtain.

Next to the ear is the sharp buzzing of momentarily deafness.

Then the vision was restored.

Han Shaoling first lowered his head slowly and looked at himself.

He saw the entire shoulder on the left side, along with the arm and a small half of the breastbone sliding towards the ground. His chest cavity was exposed to the air without any cover and the cool breeze blew directly, hurting the beating heart in the chest cavity.

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[1] Heaven and Earth are impartial, treating creatures like straw dogs. Inhumanity is the most benevolent: One of the opening sentences in Tao Te Ching (one of the richest, most suggestive, and most popular works of philosophy and literature in China).