Hang Lin A cough, and the conversation became tense: "There's no need to hide it anymore. We know that your goal is to kill Su Hui, and we also understand his unsavory past. But is it really necessary to take a life like this?"
Fei Yan's smile froze for a moment, then she said softly, "Too much? Do you really understand the pain of oppression and deprivation?"
Between languages, a shadow appeared behind her, gradually transforming into a dazzling sword. Wu Sheng and Hang Lin immediately drew their swords to fight, their battle spirits soaring.
The battle erupted in the spacious hall. The woman was agile and her swordsmanship was exquisite, with each strike cutting through the air, emitting a sharp whistle. Wu Sheng and Hang Lin were equally formidable, each displaying a dazzling martial skill.
Despite this, Fei Yan's transform image is becoming increasingly powerful, especially when she mentions her own experiences and hatred, her attacks become more fierce.
After a fierce battle, Wu Sheng finally found a flaw in the woman's attack, swiftly swung his sword to strike, only to find that when the sword touched the woman, it seemed to cut through a thick layer of mist, causing no substantial harm.
Hang Lin Then she continued, "We don't want to hurt you. We just hope to find a solution to the problem and let go of this desire for revenge."
Fei Yan paused, and the anger in her eyes subsided slightly. "Solution? Only blood repays blood can solve the problem."
Wu Sheng sighed, "If that's the case, then we have no choice but to stop you."
"Since you've chosen to stand on his side, then let's all die together." Fei Yan suddenly tightened the strings on the instrument, producing a sharp sound.
Hang Lin In an instant, the palm tightened, quietly stamped a seal on the ground, forming a force field, attempting to restrict Fei Yan's movements.
"Do you think this can stop me?" Fei Yan sneered, picking up the ancient qin beside him and strumming it fiercely.
Fei Yan She stared at them intently, and then her body began to become transparent, almost like a changing painting.
This time, her transform image became even more powerful, no longer just a courtesan, but a formidable enchantress with awe-inspiring magic.
"Since you've chosen to protect him, then bear my wrath for him!" Fei Yan roared, reaching out as a dark energy wave shot forth from her palm.
"Be careful!" Hang Lin With a loud shout, he swung his sword, cutting through the dark energy wave, only to find that his sword seemed to be stuck in an invisible viscous substance.
It was a heart-stopping battle, with both sides using their strongest moves.
Wu Sheng brandished the treasure fan, sending out sharp gusts of wind; Hang Lin continued to swing the sword, creating flashes of cold light, the sword energy like a dragon, heading straight for Fei Yan.
Fei Yan laughed, her laughter carrying a strange indifference. She reached out her hand again, and this time, not only did dark energy waves shoot out from her hand, but also a strong suction force.
"It's not that simple to stop me," Fei Yan sneered.
The sound of the zither pierced the air, and cracks appeared in the barrier. The expression on Hang Lin's face changed, and she quickly cast a spell to reinforce it.
Wu Sheng no longer hesitated, took a step forward, and instantly appeared in front of the woman, holding a sword and pointing it at her: "Endless entanglement will only bring more suffering."
The girl's eyes showed a hint of change, seemingly moved by Wu Sheng's words, but then anger replaced it: "What do you know! When you have suffered humiliation and everything is irreparable, what is more important than revenge?"
"Life," Wu Sheng replied briefly, and then swung the sword.
The girl's mouth curled into a subtle, almost imperceptible smirk, as if she had been prepared for this. The strings of the zither gently vibrated once more. An invisible sound wave clashed with the sword energy, creating a thunderous collision.
The explosion's shockwave shattered everything around them, and Wu Sheng and Hang Lin felt a tremendous force pushing them away.
The girl shook her head slightly and said, "I didn't want to hurt you, but since you're stopping me, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Suddenly, a powerful aura enveloped the entire courtyard. Golden halos appeared around her, each seeming to be woven from delicate golden threads, shimmering with light. In an instant, her transform form became even more powerful.
"I must say, your transform technique is truly exquisite," Hang Lin commented.
Fei Yan sneered, turning into a wisp of smoke and instantly appearing behind Wu Sheng and Hang Lin, a dagger in hand flashing as it lunged towards Hang Lin.
Hang Lin swiftly dodged, while Wu Sheng waved a talisman and hurled it at Fei Yan.
The spell turned into a flame and headed straight for Fei Yan. With a move called "Water Blossom Clouds," Fei Yan instantly turned into a puddle of water, avoiding the flame's attack.
"Do you think you can defeat me like this?" Fei Yan said with a cold, mocking tone.
"We have more tricks up our sleeves." Wu Sheng clenched his fists, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
Wu Sheng and Hang Lin focused their energy, forming hand seals and murmuring a sealing spell. Suddenly, nine golden lights appeared in the sky at the same time, forming a nine-square grid that enveloped Geisha Fei Yan. The grid restricted her movements and made her body gradually feel heavy.
"What is this?" Fei Yan exclaimed in terror.
"This is the Nine Yang True Seal, specifically used to seal demonic objects." Wu Sheng smiled slightly.
"Thinking you can seal me with your power, how naive." Fei Yan struggled to break the Nine Palaces Grid.
At this moment, Hang Lin took out a purple porcelain bottle from his sleeve, gave it a gentle shake, and three Golden Lotus flowers flew out from the bottle, drifting slowly towards the woman.
"This is the Golden Lotus Severance Order, specifically used to sever your power source."
Fei Yan's eyes suddenly darkened, her body trembled violently, and she instantly felt a huge force being drawn from her. The Nine Yang True Seal emitted an even brighter golden light, and the nine palaces gradually shrank, ultimately completely sealing Fei Yan.
Wu Sheng and Hang Lin slowly walked up to Fei Yan, with a hint of imperceptible sadness in their eyes.
"Doing this will only bring more tragedy, so we have to stop you," Wu Sheng said softly.
Fei Yan A wry smile appeared on his face, "Perhaps, but I just want to do something for those who have suffered."
Hang Lin He sighed, "Everyone has their own pain and suffering, but solving it in the wrong way will only make things worse."
"I hope you can find true redemption." Wu Sheng took out a small box, opened it, and inside was a shiny golden talisman.
"This is the unsealing charm. With it, you will find a new path. But you also need to sincerely turn over a new leaf." Wu Sheng released the talisman, and it flew into Fei Yan's hand.
A flash of golden light, Fei Yan, the Nine Yang True Seal, the Golden Lotus Severance Command, and the unsealing spell all disappeared together.
Wu Sheng and Hang Lin looked at the empty space and couldn't help but sigh deeply.
"Let's go. The Immortal in the Painting still has other avatars. Our mission is not over yet," Hang Lin said firmly.
"Okay, let's continue tracking." Wu Sheng nodded, and the two of them turned into a beam of light, disappearing into the night sky.
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