"Feng Zhirun?"
"Ao Jiangyue?"
Sitting on Liu Nanfeng's Ferris wheel, Ao Jiangyue's eyes emitted a brilliant glow, as if they could compete with the stars in the sky.
"You've mistaken me, my name is Liu Nanfeng," Liu Nanfeng said in a low voice.
He dared not look directly into her eyes.
But Ao Jiangyue paid him no mind. She stood up, grabbed the air with her palm, and drew a sword-like weapon from the void.
The sword body was composed of countless rhombic blocks, winding forward section by section, eventually forming a peculiar weapon nearly two meters long.
The weapon was entirely blue. Because it was made of rhombic blocks, it had no sword tip. Or, one could say it had two sword tips, as the top was Y-shaped.
Centipede Sword?
This kind of weapon was truly rare.
"Where is Dragon Gate?" Ao Jiangyue asked, her face grim.
"Dragon Gate? What Dragon Gate?" Liu Nanfeng asked in surprise.
"Have you forgotten? It doesn't matter, I will help you remember." Ao Jiangyue said, swinging her sword at Liu Nanfeng.
The sharp edge of the sword sliced through the air, making a tearing sound like fabric.
Unbeknownst to him, a wind began to blow on the river, stirring the water and raising thick fog, obscuring the river surface and spreading towards both banks.
"Crazy woman."
Liu Nanfeng dodged to the side and then reached into the void with his hand, pulling out a short sword.
He then swung his sword, pointing it at her sword.
Liu Nanfeng didn't know swordsmanship; he could only react based on his own speed.
But the moment his sword tip touched her sword, her sword suddenly softened, changed direction, and coiled towards Liu Nanfeng's body. Liu Nanfeng quickly jumped to dodge.
The sharp blade grazed the sole of his shoe, giving him a cold sweat.
Truly a crazy woman.
And this wasn't a Centipede Sword at all, but a Centipede Whip.
Like a living centipede, under Ao Jiangyue's control, it writhed and coiled under the moonlight.
It occasionally hissed, leaving crisscrossing cracks on the ground and embankment.
Liu Nanfeng dodged clumsily, relying entirely on instinct. But even so, some of it still landed on him. Fortunately, by then, he had already donned the "Dragon Robe."
The defense of the Dragon Robe was indeed powerful. Even though he was whipped several times, Liu Nanfeng was unharmed.
Moreover, because the opponent was female, his Great Strength ability was triggered, doubling his power.
The clanging of blade against blade was constant, like blacksmithing.
Liu Nanfeng's spirit was also highly concentrated as he continuously blocked attacks from all angles, all his swordsmanship purely instinctual.
Through countless collisions, Liu Nanfeng felt his use of swordsmanship becoming smoother, but he still had no power to fight back, as the gap in strength between them was too vast.
But at that moment, Ao Jiangyue suddenly withdrew her hand. Before Liu Nanfeng could catch his breath, the Centipede Whip he thought it was instantly scattered, transforming into weapons resembling boomerangs, floating around Ao Jiangyue's body.
"Myriad Sword Return?" Liu Nanfeng was shocked.
Each blue "boomerang" trailed a long sword aura, like sharp treasure swords.
As Ao Jiangyue pointed at Liu Nanfeng, countless sword auras rushed towards him.
Before the sword auras even reached him, Liu Nanfeng felt the piercing pain from their sharpness. The surrounding embankment and road foundations were ground into powder.
"Damn."
Watching the blue sword auras approaching, Liu Nanfeng felt a sense of despair. How could he dodge this?
"May you choke on your breath," Liu Nanfeng shouted.
Bad Luck was activated. The Ao Jiangyue opposite him suddenly coughed violently, the sword auras in the air trembled, swaying as if about to fall at any moment.
Liu Nanfeng's heart rejoiced, it actually worked.
"Seeking death."
Ao Jiangyue was enraged. To be ambushed by a mere curse, she let out a soft cry, and a dragon's roar, like a great bell, entered Liu Nanfeng's ears. His body stiffened.
Bad Luck, which he was about to activate again, was directly interrupted.
By the time he reacted, the sword auras were already upon him. The imminent danger made his mind incredibly condensed and highly focused.
At this moment, Liu Nanfeng suddenly felt the entire world turn black and white, with only the sword in his hand.
He had an urge to swing his sword down, to split the world in two.
But before he could strike, a water curtain blocked his path. The sword auras rippled on the water curtain but could not advance.
"You dare to stop me."
Ao Jiangyue shouted angrily, appearing very displeased.
Liu Nanfeng also withdrew from his highly concentrated mental state. He looked back and saw a goddess formed from river water appear on the river surface. She was enormous, at least forty to fifty meters tall, wearing a palace dress, majestic and noble, with an elegant demeanor.
Ao Jiangyue's reprimand did not anger her. She merely raised her arm to her chest, lowered her gaze, and bowed slightly to Ao Jiangyue.
However, Liu Nanfeng noticed that she glanced at him in an instant.
Liu Nanfeng roughly guessed her identity. He looked down and indeed, beneath the giant goddess's skirt, there was a small red figure, defiantly holding her melon hammer.
Seeing this, Ao Jiangyue waved her fingers, and the sword auras flew back, rotating around her body, stirring up a wave of air.
"You owe me an explanation." Ao Jiangyue, appearing to have calmed down.
The river goddess nodded slightly, then pointed a finger at the river surface, creating a giant whirlpool.
Ao Jiangyue glanced at Liu Nanfeng again, then rode the sword auras and flew into the whirlpool.
The river goddess also turned into a stream of water, carrying the little koi towards the whirlpool.
From afar, Liu Nanfeng vaguely saw the little koi wave goodbye to him.
As they disappeared, the river surface returned to calm.
The dense fog that had enveloped the river and both banks also gradually dispersed.
Liu Nanfeng let out a long sigh, picked up his sword, and walked back. As for the electric scooter, it was long gone.
"Sigh, I have to buy another electric scooter tomorrow. This month's work is for nothing," Liu Nanfeng muttered.
Suddenly, his ears twitched.
"Who?" He swung his sword and slashed towards the side.
If it were before, he would never have been so reckless. Now, he felt like a startled bird.
"Don't attack, don't attack."
An old man emerged from behind a nearby tree.
It was Bai Xinghe, whom Liu Nanfeng had met before.
"You mountain goat spirit, why are you hiding here?" Liu Nanfeng asked sternly.
"I was searching for Princess Long Nu and stumbled upon your fight, entirely by accident." Bai Xinghe was exceptionally respectful, feeling a bit intimidated.
Although he had five hundred years of cultivation, he had glimpsed the giant tree he was hiding behind earlier, which had been split in two by the opponent's sword aura with a casual wave. His heart pounded. Human cultivators were truly terrifying.
Liu Nanfeng was also surprised. If he had been so powerful just now, how could he have been suppressed by Ao Jiangyue? He should have struggled a bit more.
But seeing the mountain goat spirit before him, Liu Nanfeng really wanted to "seal" him into Guanshan Hai.
That feeling of despair just now was truly awful, which further strengthened his determination to improve his strength.
However, this mountain goat spirit hadn't provoked him, and he couldn't just "seal" him for no reason, could he?
He couldn't bring himself to do it, so he could only sigh and continue walking forward.
Seeing Liu Nanfeng leave, Bai Xinghe also let out a long sigh. He glanced at the destroyed road and embankment nearby, then turned and hurried away.