Long Yi and three women looked at each other, then flying in the sky, they saw not far away on the street, there were several corpses lying in disorder. The corpses were frozen, and were still emitting cold qi. And looking at the clothing of these corpses, they obviously were the youngsters of wealthy families.
Long Yi and three women descended from the sky, then examined these several corpses, and saw that from the ice arrow in their chest, all of their bones, blood and muscles were completely frozen, it was impossible for them to not die.
"Very strong water magician, Ice Arrow Magic actually has so much power, it's truly terrifying." Si Bi gasped with amazement. Ice Arrow Magic was only rank 5 water attack magic, but looking at this situation, the power of this Ice Arrow Magic was not inferior to a rank 8 attack magic. The water magic of this person must have definitely reached Master Archmage realm.
"Could it be that it was Wushuang's doing?" Long Yi and Leng Youyou simultaneously said. One should know that in Blue Waves Continent, other than Water Master Archmage Shui Ling Long, they could only think of Wushuang that was capable of this feat.
But at this moment, that peculiar heartbeat rhythm however had already disappeared. If it was truly Wushuang, then she would also have definitely left this place.
Long Yi recognized these several people lying on the ground, he had seen them in the imperial banquet of last time, but he had already forgotten who they specifically were, however he knew that they were not that weak, still, they were dealt with so easily.
"Who knows what happened here?" Long Yi asked majestically.
The shopkeepers of two nearby store told him what had happened here. It seemed this was the result of some profligate sons taking liberties with a woman. At that time, a veiled beauty with an elegant figure wearing white clothing passed through here, and these few profligate sons stepped forward to take liberties and molested her. But that woman ruthlessly attacked on the spot, only with a wave of her little hand, ice mist floated in the air and these several people become like this. And that woman also disappeared without a trace.
Just then, the guards that were responsible for the security of Soaring Dragon City ran over, and Long Yi was unwilling to stay here anymore. He was somewhat sure that that woman in the white dress was definitely Wushuang, as other people were unlikely to be so skillful in water magic. Long Yi turned around and said to Nangong Xiangyun: "Xiangyun, return to the mansion first with Si Bi and Youyou, I will go and look for Wushuang."
Nangong Xiangyun nodded her head in agreement, then return to Ximen mansion with Si Bi and Leng Youyou. And as for Long Yi, he urgently used Great Cosmos Shift to look for Wushuang despite knowing it was undoubtedly as hard as looking for a needle in a haystack to look for a single person in Soaring Dragon City. However, he and Wushuang had that peculiar telepathy, as long as Wushuang was near him, he would defiantly become aware of her.
Not recognizing tiredness, Long Yi as if he had eaten a stimulant, flew all around the sky of Soaring Dragon City. But strangely he didn't sense that peculiar heartbeat. Could it be that Wushuang had already left Soaring Dragon City? Long Yi was somewhat dejected in his heart.
After thinking for a while, Long Yi considered that perhaps Wushuang might have left the urban areas of Soaring Dragon City. And as she had killed noble young masters, Soaring Dragon City was definitely sealed off to search. So in order to avoid trouble, it was unlikely for her to stay inside Soaring Dragon City, however, this was also uncertain, as, with her Master Archmage strength, there were very few people in the entire continent that could block her. Just with her single forbidden magic spell, she could easily kill off many people. One shouldn't look at Wushuang's weak and soft side, she could kill people without even blinking her eyes. At that time, in Huangmang plain, Wushuang used rank 9 magic The World of Snow and Ice to freeze several hundred people of the Ice Wind Mercenary Group lead by the third prince of Proud Moon Empire to ice sculptures.
Long Yi arrived at the foot of the mountain at the west of Soaring Dragon City, and he was disappointed, in the end, he still couldn't find Wushuang. But just when Long Yi was about to return, suddenly douqi and magic distorted in the air, which unexpectedly shook Long Yi's blood and qi.
"So strong, what the fuck is happening here?" Long Yi cursed, and was greatly startled in his heart. One should know that his AoTianJue was about to breakthrough to the fourth layer, and his water, fire and lightning magic had already reached Mage realm, and his spirit power was even more powerful, it could be said that even Master Archmage and Sword Saint realm experts wouldn't be able to defeat him, but this time, just the magic and douqi shockwave nearly made him vomit a blood. Those experts should definitely be abnormal.
Long Yi used true qi to suppress the pressure in his heart, he guessed that two pinnacle experts were having a duel on this mountain. The magician must have already surpassed the realm of Master Archmage and reached the legendary Magic God realm, and the swordsman also most have already surpassed the realm of Sword Saint and reached the Sword God realm.
Magic God against Sword God, just thinking about it, he was excited. But after the shockwave of magic and douqi of just now, there was no movement, but he faintly saw a radiance on the top of the mountain. Long Yi guessed that they used a barrier to cover.
He didn't think about this too much, he simply soared to the sky, flying towards the other side of the mountain.
But not long after, Long Yi saw a light blue barrier enveloping one side of the mountain peak, and he couldn't clearly see inside the barrier. It was foggy and he occasionally saw golden snakes dancing madly. He simply didn't know what was going on inside, but even when he was outside the barrier, he felt suffocating momentum.
"Is it Wushuang?" The heart of Long Yi thumped, the magician inside should be Water Magician, and could it be that that golden light represented that warrior who had achieved Sword God realm?
Long Yi was anxious in his heart, he felt that the water magician inside was Wushuang, although the barrier was large, but fighting with Sword God in such close distance was too dangerous, as magicians were too weak in close combat.
And not long after, the barrier suddenly fluctuated violently, and suddenly feeling danger, he flew away from this place.
Hong, powerful magic and douqi exploded sending out a powerful shockwave in all direction. Although Long Yi had flown away in time, but he was also hit by this terrifying shockwave, sending him flying. He suddenly felt pain all over his body, and he collided against a rock on halfway up the mountain. After that, Long Yi vomited two mouthfuls of blood, and even when he was breathing, he felt burning pain in his lungs. Now even breathing smoothly was a kind of luxury to him.
Fortunately, due to the resistance of AoTianJue, Long Yi slowly began to be able to breathe normally. Now his entire back was soaked with cold sweat, and felt as if he had just returned from the gates of hell. Swords God and Magic God, they truly were god-like existence. Compared to Sword Saint and Master Archmage, their difference was equivalent to cloud and mud, absolutely not of the same grade.
At that moment, the violent shockwaves produced because of douqi and magic explosion gradually dissipated. Now the foot of the mounting looked as if it was the disaster area after 10 richter earthquake. Now in the midair, two people facing each other were floating, one was a man and another was a woman. The man was full of white hair, and was wearing common sackcloth, he had a swarthy blunt sword in his hand, but he was surrounded by thin golden light. As for the woman, she was wearing white clothing, and also had a veil covering her face. She was holding an ice blue magic staff, and even from far away, one could sense blood freezing cold qi from her.
Pengpeng, pengpeng, pengpeng, the heart of Long Yi again began to beat in a peculiar rhythm, then it unified into one with the heartbeat rhythm of that woman. This was a kind of inexplicable feeling.
"Wushuang, Wushuang." Long Yi got up from the ground, and enduring the chaos in his meridians, he flew, excitedly shouting her name.
But suddenly, the figure of Long Yi stagnated, when he was just ten meters away from Wushuang in the sky, as from the bottom of his heart, he felt bone-piercing chill.
"Wushuang, it's me, Long Yi." Seeing the ice-cold gaze of Wushuang, moreover, seeing Wushuang was looking at him as if a stranger, and even inexplicable disgusted in her eyes, Long Yi was stunned.
Peng, Wushuang raised her magic staff and waved it, then Long Yi was completely frozen into an ice sculpture, and again heavily fell down to the ground.
Wushuang didn't unleash a killing move, when the ice sculpture came into contact with the ground, it shatters, but it was not only the ice around the body of Long Yi that shattered, his heart was also broken. His heartbeat was still beating in the same rhythm as Wushuang's heart, but why was Long Yi feeling a bit numb? This woman was obviously Wushuang, but why didn't she recognize him? Long Yi didn't dare to believe that Wushuang would completely forget him who had practically saved her life.
Long Yi struggled to stand up, then sadly looked at Wushuang. He covered his heart with his hand, after waiting for two years, was this the result?
Pengpeng, pengpeng, Wushuang frowned feeling her heart beating in that peculiar rhythm, which seemed to combine with the heartbeat of that man. Why was he sadly looking at her like this, could it be that he recognized her? She truly was unable to make head or tail of this, the heart of Wushuang was in jittery.
Long Yi used his final bits of strength to stagger towards Wushuang, he couldn't bear this kind of result, he must ask her clearly.
Seeing Long Yi was flying towards her, the heartbeat of Wushuang got faster and faster, and she hated this kind of feeling. The gaze of Wushuang turned cold, then she waved her Blue Ice Magic Staff, shooting a huge icicle straight towards the space between the eyes of Long Yi.
That old man fighting against Wushuang slightly moved that huge sword in his hand, planning to save this youngster, but he suddenly felt that the aura of this woman who had already reached Magic God was fluctuating, and with a smirk, he retracted his move.
When the icicle was just one inch away from the space between the eyes of Long Yi, Long Yi felt the ice-cold qi emitted by the sharp point of this icicle.
"Humph, madman." Wushuang snorted and the icicle suddenly turned into fine powder and floated down, then confusedly looking at Long Yi for a short moment, she disappeared into the thin air.
The handsome face of Long Yi twitched in pain, and his expression became extremely ruthless and he said gritting his teeth: "Ice Palace, very good, I, Long Yi will definitely make you all regret." Long Yi concluded that Ice Palace had done something to Wushuang, otherwise how could she lose all of her memories.
At this moment, Long Yi was completely exhausted, and he was already injured after the impact of that incomparably powerful shockwave of magic and douqi collision, moreover, this moment, he was angry, disappointed and had heartbroken, so losing his consciousness, he fell down from the sky.
Womanizing Mage, Chapter 285: Sword God Murong Bo
The entire world was silent with a bleak moonlight illuminating the world. And with a cold wind blowing, ice-cold qi spread all over the mountain.
A white figure stood at the summit of the empty mountain, and her clothing was fluttering due to the mountain breeze, making a fluttering sound. She especially looked as if an immortal who was above this secular world.
After a good while, this white figure sighed softly, and her loneliness resounded in this mountain forest.
"Wushuang? Truly is a name that is pleasant to hear." The white figure murmured, and in her mind, involuntarily those starry eyes filled with sadness reappeared, why did he call her Wushuang? Why did he look at her with those sad eyes? Did he mistake her for someone else?
If Long Yi was here, then he could have seen that this white figure was Wushuang that had lost her memories for some unknown reasons.
"My name is Bing Ning, not Wushuang." The white figure softly muttered again, then gently removing her veil, she revealed a peerlessly beautiful face. Although she was calm and indifferent on the surface, but in her mind, she was still thinking about that strange man. She didn't have any memory of his existence, but she could sense a peculiar telepathy connection between him and herself, which made her very uncomfortable.
Bing Ning suddenly raised her hand and pulled out a strange pendant hanging on her neck. She didn't know what metal was used to forge this pendant, but the back side was smooth like jade, and the front was craved with a fiery red sun rising from the east. From the time she had woken up from the crystal coffin, she had this worn this pendant around her neck.
Looking at this pendant for a good while, Bing Ning held it tightly in her hand, she didn't know what this pendant represented, but she knew that this pendant was very important to her.
"Perhaps I should return to Holy City to take a look, I wonder what sorts of changes have occurred in that place?" Bing Ning murmured. She hadn't expected her to slumber for several millennia, and now, her hometown Holy City had already turned into Lost City in the eyes of other people. But, in any case, she wanted to return and take a look, as well as also pay respect to her parents and the people of the entire city.
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Long Yi's eyes were closed, but his ears heard whistling sound of the wind, and he also felt that his body was falling down in the state of weightlessness.
Suddenly, his body stopped, and just like carrying a chicken, he was carried away. That Sword God had pulled his clothing, and in an instant, both of them appeared at the summit of this mountain.
After that, that Sword God tossed Long Yi to the ground, then taking out a wine pot, 'gudong gudong', he poured wine into his mouth, revealing a satisfied expression.
Long Yi felt as if his entire body was falling apart, as he lied on the ground with his four limbs spread open. Although the true qi in his dantian was slowly healing the injuries he had suffered in his meridians, but the wound of his heart nevertheless was still aching. As a matter of fact, he was not strong at all, facing his very close friends and relative, he might be even more vulnerable compared to an average person.
"Boy, do you want to drink?" Sword God threw a wine pot towards Long Yi.
Long Yi stretched his hand and caught the wine pot. Then drinking several mouthfuls, he said: "Good wine, nearly comparable to Hundred Flowers Wine of royal Elf clan."
As soon as he heard three words 'Hundred Flowers Wine', the eyes of Sword God old man immediately shone, then sitting down beside Long Yi, he asked: "Did you ever drink Hundred Flowers Wine?"
"Nonsense, I, this young master's wife is Elf Princess, of course, I drank Hundred Flowers Wine like water." Long Yi said proudly. He was chatting so idly to comfort his heart, if he discovered that it was the dirty trick of Ice Palace in Wushuang losing her memory, then sooner or later he would completely crush that Ice Palace.
"Really? Now, do you still have some?" The Sword God old man asked drooling with desire, obviously was a fellow that loved wine as his life.
"Looks like there are one or two bottles, do you want them?" Long Yi raised his eyebrows and said.
Immediately after hearing Long Yi had Hundred Flowers Wine with him, Sword God old man held Long Yi with his hands and shaking him in excitement, he said: "Then quickly take them out, this old man has still not drunk Hundred Flowers Wine throughout my life."
Long Yi nearly died due to the shaking of this old man, and after finally struggling free from his devil's talons with great difficulty, he snapped: "What are you doing, don't you know I am seriously injured?"
Having heard what was said, Sword God old man grabbed the hand of Long Yi, then injected a little bit of his douqi into the body of Long Yi, then he suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Eh, your physique is truly strange, you can actually absorb my douqi. Moreover, quite serious injuries of just now unexpectedly have nearly healed completely, strange, truly strange."
"Well, don't touch me, I am not that strange, here is the Hundred Flowers Wine you wanted." Long Yi shook off the hand of old man and said with a smile, then taking out a bottle of Hundred Flowers Wine from his space ring, he handed it over to this old man.
The Sword God old man stared at Long Yi, but considering Hundred Flowers Wine, he didn't fuss about it. Then opening the bottle cork, a simple yet elegant peculiar wine fragrance spread out from this bottle, and just this smell, made him drool endlessly.
Sword God old man carefully drank a mouthful, then closing his eyes, he immersed in it for a long time, and said in self-satisfaction: "Now that I have drunk this Hundred Flowers Wine, I, Murong Bo finally doesn't have any regret even if I die."
"Murong Bo! You……are Murong Bo?" Hearing this old man calling himself Murong Bo, Long Yi involuntarily exclaimed in surprise. Murong Bo was the first Sword Saint of Blue Waves Continent, and was the top dog to possess douqi domain. Long Yi had never thought that now he had already advanced a step further, reaching the Sword God realm which was within sight but beyond the reach for most of the people.
"Have you heard about my name? It has already been 40 years since I was last in the limelight, at that time you were still not born." Murong Bo strangely said and put that bottle of Hundred Flowers Wine into his space ring after drinking only a mouthful.
"I fear even a three-years-old child know the name Murong Bo, you however is our Violent Dragon Empire's pride. Now that you have still present, all the people with warriors profession will go insane." Long Yi said with a smile. Although he was also pleasantly surprised, however he wasn't at the level of worship.
The complexion of Murong Bo however suddenly became somewhat bleak, and he sighed: "All fame and fortune are nothing, now, the world has nothing to do with me."
"Even Light Church's Holy Priests Judith and Karen also have nothing to do with you?" Long Yi teased. He had just heard the Bishop of Soaring Dragon City's Light Church saying that.
Murong Bo was slightly startled, and said with a smile: "It seems you know quite a few matters. I and they are not predetermined by fate, all feelings of gratitude or resentment have already vanished like smoke and dispersed like clouds 40 years ago."
"But it is said that they still haven’t forgotten about you, moreover till now, both of them are still unmarried." Long Yi smirked and said.
Murong Bo shook his head, then waving his hand, he scolded in jest: "You smelly kid, why are you making a fuss about this old man's matter, speak quickly, do you know that little girl that has already reached Magic God realm?"
When this Sword God old man mentioned Wushuang, the mood of Long Yi again dimmed to some extent. He pulled out a grass and biting it, he laid down, and then looking at the silver moon in the sky, he said: "I know her, merely now she seemed to have forgotten about me."
"Amnesia? Now that is somewhat troublesome, that lass isn't simple." Murong Bo sighed.
"Among you two, who exactly is stronger?" Long Yi somewhat curiously asked.
"If she truly wants to risk her life, then she can kill me, but I can only injure her severely, so in overall strength, she is somewhat stronger than me." Murong Bo said. He spoke frankly, truly was an expert who had already broken himself from fame and fortune.
Honestly speaking, Long Yi felt happy for Wushuang in his heart, he hadn't expected her to actually reach Magic God realm only after the short period of two years.
"That little lass not only reached Magic God realm with water magic, her space magic is also not weak, I guess she is unmatched in this world." Murong Bo muttered.
"Even though she is unmatched, she is I, Long Yi's woman." Long Yi confidently said. Although the blow he received due to Wushuang not remembering him was not light, but would he, Long Yi easily admit defeat? If a woman became his woman for one day, then she was his woman for a lifetime, no matter what happens, this point wouldn't change.
Murong Bo laughed and said: "Looking at you, it seems you are quite a romantic type, which family kid are you?" The reason why Murong Bo asked this was because he felt a kind of noble aura from Long Yi, this absolutely wasn't the temperament an average person could possess.
"Violent Dragon Empire's Ximen clan." Long Yi replied.
"Ximen clan? You are Ximen Nu, that wimpy kid's son? No wonder you truly have the reflection of Ximen Kuang." Murong Bo sized up Long Yi for a little while and laughed.
Eh, Long Yi was speechless, Ximen Nu was just a wimpy kid in his eyes, but the so-called Ximen Kuang seemed to be his grandfather, Ximen Nu's father.
"Do you know my grandfather? Then do you know where he is now?" Long Yi asked.
"Of course I know him, in those years, your grandfather also called me big brother, but I am not sure where he is now." Murong Bo shook his head and said. His eyes showed the reminiscing look.
Hearing Murong Bo, Long Yi was somewhat disappointed, and then asked suddenly: "Old man, then do you know a female Swords Saint who was very intimate with my grandfather?"
"Female Swords Saint? In those days, there truly were quite a few female Swords Master hopelessly entangled with your grandfather, as for female Swords Saint, there was none." Murong Bo said.
Long Yi rolled his eyes, this old man was doing this intentionally, Long Yi didn't believe that this old man didn't understand his meaning.
Long Yi described the appearance of that female Swords Saint, and asked whether he had such impression or not.
Murong Bo shook his head, it had already been so long, so how could he remember so many things?
"Oh, that's right, she gave me a necklace where Spinning Ice Wall Magic is sealed." Long Yi pulled out that necklace and showed it to Murong Bo.
"Spinning Ice Wall Magic! Are you sure?" Murong Bo's complexion changed, then grabbing the necklace hanging on the neck of Long Yi, he carefully looked.
"Of course I am sure, at that time when I used Lighting Magic to bombard on her, I nearly died because she reflected my attack with Divine level defense magic." Long Yi said with lingering fear. If his body had not instinctively absorbed lightning, then he might have died long ago.
"If you put it that way, then could it be that it is her?" The expression of Murong Bo fluctuated as he muttered.