“You really don’t know the immensity of heaven and earth!” Fawn Hale angrily shouted. “A mere Tier-two War God-Emperor dares to challenge me. Truly ignorant!”
With that, she raised her hand, and a palm strike shot towards Casey, creating a whistling wind.
“You’ll soon know who’s ignorant!” Casey responded, slashing with his blade.
Bang!
Their attacks collided, and Casey staggered back five or six steps, while Needlework Sorceress was pushed back two big steps.
“So, there’s some skill after all,” Fawn Hale said, a hint of surprise in her eyes. She hadn’t expected Casey to force her back with a casual strike.
Casey didn’t respond to her words. Instead, he took two steps forward, and his battle blade unleashed more than ten chilling blade radiance attacks.
“You’re seeking death!” Fawn Hale retorted, unleashing a series of fierce palm winds.
A fierce clash erupted, and strong waves of energy caused the nearby rows of tall trees to break in half.
“Kid, I won’t play with you anymore. Lie down!” After another ten rounds of confrontation, Fawn Hale spoke with a heavy tone. Immediately, she began a rapid series of wrist rotations, and a rain of embroidered needles shot towards Casey.
Dense and unstoppable, the needles made a faint breaking sound through the air.
“Petty tricks!” Casey’s eyes narrowed, and he swiftly sent out several blade radiance attacks to intercept the needles.
The needles were knocked down by Casey’s blade, making clear, crisp sounds as they hit the ground.
Watching Casey’s movements, Fawn Hale wore a disdainful expression.
“Hmm?” At that moment, Casey’s pupils shrank.
A needle, longer than the others, pierced through his blade radiance, moving at a speed comparable to a bullet, heading straight for his forehead. Without much thought, Casey retracted his blade, bloodied it, and held it horizontally in front of his face. The needle made contact with the blade, narrowly missing his forehead. Casey quickly stepped back, avoiding a potentially fatal injury.
Once again, a crisp sound rang out, and then Casey swiftly slid back a distance of thirty to forty meters. He felt a tearing pain in his tiger’s mouth acupoint.
Indeed, Needlework Sorceress was formidable. A small steel needle carried such a violent force. If Casey had reacted a half-beat slower just now, the needle would have pierced through his forehead.
“Die!”
Before Casey could fully stabilize his figure, Needlework Sorceress’s palm wind had already thundered towards him. Casey, unable to block in time, twisted his gaze and promptly dodged to the side.
However, he was still a half-beat too slow, struck by the forceful wind on his shoulder. He tumbled several somersaults before coming to a stop, his breath slightly erratic. Nevertheless, he didn’t hesitate for a moment. With a flip, he leaped up from the ground. Almost as soon as he left the ground, Needlework Sorceress’s second palm wind crashed onto the ground, creating a large crater.
“Old witch, it’s my turn now!”
By this time, Casey had adjusted his posture. He shouted loudly, activating his entire body’s energy to condense into his War God-Emperor form. Subsequently, a virtual shadow in the shape of a blade, like a lightning flash, tore through the void and descended towards the opponent, with the force of thunder.
Sensing Casey’s rapidly rising momentum, Needlework Sorceress also unleashed her trump card. Countless virtual shadow steel needles appeared above her head. Following that, like meteors streaking across the sky, they swept towards Casey’s virtual shadow blade. Accordingly, a burst of exploding sounds echoed in mid-air. Most of the virtual shadow steel needles exploded upon impact with the blade, significantly weakening the power of the virtual shadow blade.
Both Casey and Needlework Sorceress spewed out a mouthful of blood and were sent flying. They flew a hundred meters backward before crashing heavily to the ground, each of them showing signs of disarray in their energy.
A look of disbelief appeared on Needlework Sorceress’s face. She didn’t expect that Casey could unleash such a powerful trump card, enough to contend with her War God-Emperor force.
“Hmm?!” Just as she was about to get up from the ground, she felt a suffocating murderous intent enveloping her. Hairs on his body stood on end.
A crescent-shaped blade light swiftly flashed in her pupils with lightning speed. Although she reacted at the last moment, the blade light still flashed past her shoulder, causing her entire arm to fall to the ground, blood gushing out.
“Uh…” Needlework Sorceress let out a muffled groan and staggered several steps backward, her expression filled with intense pain. She never expected that Casey could execute a second strike in such a short time. It was evident that in the exchange just now, Casey had won at least half a move against her.
“How is it? Do you now know who underestimates whom?” Casey wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and strolled casually towards her.
Without any hesitation, Needlework Sorceress dashed towards the entrance. At this point, she had not only suffered internal injuries but also lost one arm. Her teleportation speed had dropped by more than half, making it impossible to outrun Casey.
“Trying to escape? Can you?” Casey’s eyes narrowed, and he swiftly caught up.
Fawn Hale not only had internal injuries but also lost an arm. In her current state, she couldn’t escape Casey.
“Until next life!” Casey’s voice reached her ears in just a few seconds.
“Don’t kill…” Needlework Sorceress’s soul-wrenching plea came out.
Before she could finish her sentence, a blade light flashed past her neck. Her head soared into the sky.
The headless body, propelled by inertia, ran a few more steps before collapsing to the ground, convulsing a few times before becoming motionless.
“Master…” Not far away, Pandora Salazar, who had been watching, exclaimed in pain.
“Bastard! Since you killed my master, I’ll fight you to the death…” Shouting, she rushed towards Casey recklessly.
“Pandora, come back!” Homer Salazar exclaimed in shock, quickly catching up and picking up his daughter.
“Get lost!” Casey said in a deep voice, raising his hand for a palm strike.
If Blade Lord hadn’t promised to spare their lives earlier, what Casey would have unleashed wouldn’t be a palm strike but a blade light.
Just as Pandora had charged halfway, she was directly sent flying and crashed to the ground, her face twisted in pain.
“Pandora!” Homer Salazar shouted again before hurrying over to help his daughter.
“Get lost! If you don’t leave now, you’ll never leave again!” Casey addressed the father and daughter before rushing towards Azure Dragon’s battlefield.
“You bastard, come back! I’ll kill you…” Pandora Salazar shouted again.
Before she could finish her sentence, Homer raised his hand and delivered a palm strike to her neck. Pandora’s eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
After that, Homer Salazar picked up his daughter and quickly walked away. Although he really wanted to witness the downfall of Blade Sect, ever since Billy and his group appeared, he felt an unexplainable unease. Moreover, he had glanced at the battle situation in the courtyard just now. Except for Light Brewer and Ned Stanley, who were too far away for him to see clearly, the advantage of Cerulean Abyss Institute and the other members of Sky-quaking Daoist Sect was not significant. Especially after Needlework Sorceress was killed by Casey, the situation became even more unfavorable. For him, leaving was the best option. If he waited any longer, he probably wouldn’t be able to escape.