The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 370 Fierce Battle

On the battlefield, the smoke of gunpowder quickly spread to every inch of land like a ferocious beast, and the pungent smell almost choked people. The shouting and killing made people's eardrums hurt, as if they were going to overturn the sky. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen stood back to back, with determination in their eyes. They knew that they were facing a life-and-death contest at the moment, and they could not afford to be careless.

Yun Yao held a long sword in her hand, which was emitting a cold light. Runes were flowing on the sword, and there was a faint spiritual light flashing. This was something she accidentally found during the previous exploration of the ruins. The sound of the sword was like the roar of a tiger and the roar of a dragon, as if echoing the master's fighting spirit. She was light and graceful, like a delicate flower that still stood upright in the wind, and her long hair danced in the wind, adding a bit of heroic spirit. At this moment, her eyes were like torches, staring closely at the dark masters who kept coming in front of her, and the spiritual energy in her body was running wildly, preparing for the upcoming impact.

Chu Mochen held a long spear, the spear body was black and shiny, carved with ancient patterns, exuding a heavy murderous aura. He stood tall, like a pine tree, his stern face was full of concentration and coldness, and his deep eyes were burning with a raging fire of war. Behind Yun Yao, he whispered: "Yun Yao, be careful, these guys are not friendly, we must cooperate closely."

Yun Yao nodded slightly and responded softly: "Don't worry, you too." Although the words were short, they revealed immense trust.

In a flash, the vanguard of the dark forces had already arrived. The leader was a burly man with a face full of flesh, wielding a pair of heavy Xuanhua axes in his hands. The axe blades flashed with cold light, and every swing brought a whirring sound, as if it could split the sky and the earth. He shouted loudly, his voice like a bell: "Today is the day when you, the so-called famous and upright sect, will be destroyed!" Then he rushed towards Yun Yao and chopped her head with an axe with such force that the air made a "hissing" tearing sound.

Yun Yao's eyes focused, and she dodged sideways without panic, lightly avoiding the fierce attack. At the same time, she swung the long sword in her hand, and a sword energy pierced the big man's throat like a long rainbow piercing the sun. Seeing this, the big man hurriedly blocked it with a horizontal axe. There was a loud "dang" sound, and sparks flew everywhere. Yun Yao used the force to flip over, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and landed several feet away, stabilizing her body.

On the other side, Chu Mochen was also in a tough fight. Several dark magicians formed a magic circle in the distance, chanting something, and black magic beams shot towards him like poisonous snakes. Chu Mochen shook his spear, and the gun flowers bloomed like black mandalas, blocking the magic beams one after another. But these magicians were obviously well-trained, and before one wave of attacks was over, another wave followed.

One of the high-level magicians had a glimmer of viciousness in his eyes, and he clasped his hands together. A huge black vortex formed in front of him. Lightning and thunder flashed in the vortex, emitting a frightening aura of destruction. Then, he shouted and pushed the vortex towards Chu Mochen. Seeing this, Chu Mochen did not dare to take it head-on. He tapped the ground with his toes and floated back like a ghost. But the black vortex was extremely fast and followed him like a shadow.

At the critical moment, Yun Yao seized the opportunity, thrust the long sword in her hand into the ground, and shouted: "Shuiling Sword Technique!" In an instant, with the long sword as the center, water curtains surged from the ground, interweaving with each other to form a solid barrier. The black vortex hit the water curtain, making a deafening roar, and the water splashed everywhere, turning into rain and fog all over the sky.

Taking advantage of this brief respite, Chu Mochen held his spear horizontally, with the tip of the spear pointing at the group of magicians. The spiritual power in his body surged out and poured into the spear. The spear glowed brightly, and he shouted: "Demon-breaking spear light!" Then, a dazzling spear light shot towards the magicians like a meteor chasing the moon. The magicians were horrified and hurriedly tried to hold up defensive magic, but it was too late. The spear light instantly penetrated their magic circle, and several magicians fell to the ground and died with screams, and the magic circle collapsed.

However, the offensive of the dark forces did not weaken. More masters came like a tide, some of them were nimble assassins, some were powerful warriors, and some were mysterious sorcerers. They cooperated tacitly and surrounded Yun Yao and Chu Mochen.

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen fought and retreated, gradually approaching each other. Their bodies intertwined, cooperating perfectly, and every attack was just right. Yun Yao used her agile swordsmanship to pin down the enemy's close combat masters. Her swordsmanship was unpredictable, sometimes as gentle as the spring breeze blowing on the willows, and sometimes as fierce as a torrential rain. Chu Mochen, relying on the attack range advantage of his spear, kept those long-range attackers at bay. His spearmanship was fierce and domineering, and every stab was full of force.

But as the battle continued, the two gradually felt powerless. The number of dark forces was too large. They were like ants gnawing at an elephant, constantly consuming Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's physical and spiritual strength. Yun Yao's breathing gradually became rapid, and her forehead was covered with sweat. The swing of the long sword in her hand was no longer as light as at the beginning. Chu Mochen was the same. His face was slightly pale, and the light on the spear was dimmed a little.

Although the disciples fought desperately, they gradually fell into disadvantage under the fierce attack of the dark forces. Many disciples were seriously injured, and their clothes were stained with blood, but they still gritted their teeth and persisted. On the battlefield, there were screams and corpses were scattered all over the place, which was a horrible sight.

Yun Yao was extremely anxious. She knew that if this continued, not only would their lives be in danger, but the entire sect would also face a catastrophe. She waved her sword to block the enemy's attack while looking around, trying to find the enemy's flaws. Suddenly, she found that the dark forces' rear command was a little chaotic, as if the front-line offensive was too fierce and there was a problem with the rear coordination.

Yun Yao's eyes lit up, and she quickly sent a message to Chu Mochen: "Brother Chu, look at their rear, the command is messed up, let's rush over and disrupt their formation!"

Chu Mochen heard this and looked in the direction Yun Yao pointed. It was indeed the case. He nodded slightly and responded loudly: "Okay, let's kill them!"

After that, the two gathered their last bit of strength and rushed towards the rear of the dark forces. Yun Yao used all her skills, dancing the long sword in her hand tightly, like a white light and shadow shuttling through the enemy group. Chu Mochen paved the way with his spear, and wherever he went, the enemies fell one after another, and no one could stop his edge.

The dark forces obviously didn't expect them to suddenly launch such a fierce counterattack, and for a moment they were in chaos. The commanders in the rear were panicked and hurriedly ordered their men to resist. But Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were already bloodthirsty at this moment, and they were like entering an empty land, constantly approaching the core area of the dark forces.

Just as they were about to break through the dark forces' defenses, a powerful aura emerged from the darkness. An old man in a black robe slowly appeared. His face was haggard, but his eyes were as sinister as a venomous snake. In his hand, he held a staff that emitted a strange light. The old man snorted coldly: "Humph, it's not that easy to break through the defenses!" As he said that, he waved his staff, and a black light curtain instantly rose in front of Yun Yao and Chu Mochen, blocking their way.

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other, and both saw solemnity in each other's eyes. They knew that this old man in black robe must be a top master in the dark forces, and it would not be easy to break through this light curtain. But at this moment, they had no way out and could only fight to the death.

Yun Yao took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in her body circulated wildly. She raised the sword above her head, and the sword body shone brightly. She muttered to herself: "The mysterious sect of heaven and earth, the origin of all energy, the sword breaks the sky, open!" With her delicate shout, an incomparably dazzling sword energy, like a sword that could open the sky, slashed fiercely towards the black light curtain.

At the same time, Chu Mochen was not to be outdone. He thrust his spear into the ground fiercely, holding the spear shaft tightly with both hands, and the spiritual power in his body poured into the ground like a river bursting its banks. In an instant, the ground shook violently, and a series of earth spikes broke out of the ground like bamboo shoots in spring, crashing into the black light curtain.

Under the combined attack of the two, the black light curtain trembled violently, and the light flickered. Seeing this, the old man in black robe changed his expression slightly, and hurriedly increased his spiritual power output, trying to stabilize the light curtain. The two sides fell into a stalemate for a while.

The shouts of killing, the clashing of weapons, and the roar of spells on the battlefield intertwined to form a tragic war song. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's figures seemed so small on this battlefield of blood and fire, but so determined. They knew that this battle was about the survival of the sect and the lives of countless people, and they must not fall.

As time went by, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's spiritual power gradually ran out, and the power of their attacks became weaker and weaker. Although the old man in black robe was also struggling, he still struggled to support the light curtain. The situation became critical again.

Just when Yun Yao felt desperate, she suddenly remembered a mysterious technique she had learned in the ruins. Although this technique was dangerous, she had no choice but to take the risk and try it. She turned to look at Chu Mochen with a firm look in her eyes: "Brother Chu, I'm going to use that technique, you protect me!"

Chu Mochen was slightly stunned, and then he understood what Yun Yao meant. His heart tightened, knowing the danger of this move, but there was no other way at the moment. He nodded heavily: "Okay, be careful!"

Yun Yao took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes, and mobilized all the remaining spiritual power in her body, operating it according to the route of the mysterious technique. Her body began to tremble slightly, and the spiritual energy around her seemed to be attracted by some powerful force and rushed towards her frantically.

The old man in black robe noticed something strange and was shocked. He wanted to break through the light curtain to stop Yun Yao, but was stopped by Chu Mochen at the risk of his life.

After a moment, Yun Yao suddenly opened her eyes, and the light in her eyes was as bright as stars. She shouted: "Spiritual Resonance Breaking Delusion Technique!" In an instant, a light with the power to destroy the world burst out from her body and swept towards the black light curtain.

The old man in black robe widened his eyes in horror, and wanted to resist but it was too late. The black light curtain collapsed instantly under the impact of the light. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen took advantage of the situation and rushed forward, like a sharp blade piercing the heart of the dark forces.

The dark forces were immediately thrown into disarray. They had not expected Yun Yao and Chu Mochen to be able to unleash such a powerful force. Under this sudden attack, they were defeated and fled in all directions.

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at the fleeing enemy and did not pursue them. They collapsed to the ground exhausted, breathing heavily. This fierce battle almost exhausted all their strength, but they successfully defended the sect and won a precious opportunity for the subsequent counterattack.

At this moment, the smoke on the battlefield gradually dissipated, revealing a devastated scene. The disciples of the sect supported each other and began to clean up the battlefield. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at all this with mixed feelings. They knew that this battle was just the beginning, and there would be more challenges waiting for them in the future, but as long as they joined hands with each other, they had the confidence to face everything.