At this moment, blood was already flowing from Li Yan's mouth and nose. His arms felt as if they were about to break, and the pain made his body tremble uncontrollably.
But the fierce spirit in his heart had been completely aroused. He knew that this time, it was likely a situation of ten deaths and no life.
It was just that he also found it a little strange. This Demonic General's aura was not as formidable as when he had met her at the Nameless Mountain.
For a moment, he didn't know if it was because he had advanced to the Golden Core stage that he had this feeling, or if it was his own illusion.
These thoughts only flashed by; he didn't have much time to think.
As Li Yan's figure spun like a top, he suddenly crashed into Mu Guyue's embrace like a pillar of wind.
He had been able to take the other party's second blow not by relying on his physical body anymore, but by instantly summoning the "Gui-Yi Water-Parting Spike" to protect his two forearms, once again borrowing force to block the decapitating strike.
Li Yan, of course, still had a final move, his strongest one—the "Fragmented Poison Body."
He now wanted to use the opportunity of their close combat to see if he could force the poison into the other party's body. This was his last chance.
The two had exchanged blows briefly, the whole time in less than half a breath, everything as swift as lightning. Li Yan had used almost all of his trump cards and had reached his wits' end.
Seeing the other party ram into her with his shoulder, like a dying ferocious beast, the collision stirring the surrounding space with a low rumble, Mu Guyue snorted coldly in her heart. To fight her in close combat, this was seeking death!
Mu Guyue fiercely brought her knee up towards Li Yan's head. The two were moving too fast. Li Yan didn't have time to stab the "Gui-Yi Water-Parting Spike" protecting his forearms into the other's leg.
As he rammed in with his shoulder, he could only block his right temple with his right palm held vertically, while his left fingers swept out as if strumming a pipa.
With a crisp "slap," Li Yan's right palm was struck by the other's knee. He felt as if he had been rammed head-on by an ancient giant beast. A sound of bones breaking came from his right palm, and streaks of silver light flickered there.
His entire charging body was instantly sent flying backward.
At the same time, his five left fingers had swept towards the other's exposed, flat abdomen. How could Mu Guyue let him strike her there?
While her right knee sent him flying, she twisted her waist and turned sideways. The muscles on her abdomen, smooth as blocks of jade, erupted with power. Her right knee changed from a strike to a deflection, trying to knock away Li Yan's attack.
Afterwards, Li Yan's five fingers, as if plucking the long strings of a pipa, swept across the outside of Mu Guyue's round thigh one by one.
Mu Guyue's physical body was much stronger than Li Yan's. With a series of "thuds," Mu Guyue was completely unharmed.
Li Yan only felt his fingers brush across a piece of extremely elastic and delicate skin, and then his arm was sent flying back.
At this moment, Mu Guyue happened to see Li Yan's body flying away. Just as she raised her handguard crescent sabers again, her next thunderous strike paused, and her body trembled.
For no reason, the moment the other's fingers brushed across her leg, the heat in Mu Guyue's chest, which she had been forcibly suppressing, erupted like a volcano, no longer containable.
Her whole body felt as if it had been struck by lightning. This made her legs feel a little weak in an instant, and the force of the other's fingers brushing past seemed to be infinitely amplified on her leg.
With a "boom" in her mind, the suppressed heatwave in her body, as if it had found a point of release, quickly flowed through her entire body.
The qi in Mu Guyue's chest surged, and she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of pale red gas.
She and Li Yan had exchanged blows in a breath's time, in the most dangerous close-quarters life-and-death struggle. At such a close distance, it sprayed right onto the face of Li Yan, who was flying backward.
Li Yan had already been sent flying by this collision, his qi and blood churning endlessly, dizzy and disoriented. The "Fragmented Poison Body" that was about to erupt was also immediately interrupted.
He could still grasp the rhythm and timing of his attack when using the "Fragmented Poison Body" against cultivators of the same rank.
But when facing a Nascent Soul cultivator, once he had no prior ambush set up and was beaten to the point of being unable to fight back, he had long since lost control of the rhythm of the battle.
Although Li Yan was beaten to the point of being almost unable to think, at this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind: how to spread the fragmented poison throughout his body as quickly as possible.
Once his physical body was injured or blown up by the other party, then even if he turned into a rain of blood, he had to sprinkle it on the other party.
In his urgency, Li Yan's head was spinning, and the Spirit Power in his body was already out of his control. Suddenly, he smelled a sweet fragrance.
Li Yan was a master of poison himself. His first reaction was that the other party had actually used a poison art on him as well.
But he was still quite confident in his own "Fragmented Poison Body." He believed that no matter how powerful the other's poison was, it shouldn't be able to take his life in an instant.
And what he did was to immediately circulate the poison throughout his body, preparing to be blown up at any moment.
He had just thought of this when he felt the Spirit Power in his body instantly become agitated, running rampant within him.
"What is this poison?"
Li Yan was greatly alarmed. He hadn't expected that his Fragmented Poison Body would fail to delay the poison's onset for even a moment.
And Mu Guyue on the other side, after spitting out this mouthful of scalding turbid air, had a moment of clarity in her mind, but the power in her body seemed to be out of control in an instant.
Her steps were somewhat unsteady, and her raised hands, as if they had lost all strength, came crashing down heavily.
Although Li Yan's Spirit Power was also out of control, his mind was still clear. Seeing the other party suddenly start to sway, Li Yan didn't have time to think about why.
The two handguard crescent sabers had already slashed down. As he flew backward, he raised his legs and kicked rapidly at the other's wrists.
With two "bangs," Li Yan's toes kicked heavily on the wrists of the dazed Mu Guyue. This was completely unexpected for Li Yan.
With the other's cultivation, his strike should not have been effective at all.
The handguard crescent sabers flew from her hands. The pain caused Mu Guyue's once again blurry consciousness to clear up for a moment, and she also swept a whip kick at Li Yan's back.
Li Yan was sent flying at an even faster speed, once again slamming heavily against the magical art's restriction.
Although Mu Guyue's strength was great this time, it was incomparable to before.
Li Yan actually didn't feel any pain. He struggled to stand up, but the scene in front of him began to sway and twist.
He heard panting sounds in his ears, and it was precisely this heavy panting that made Li Yan feel an increasingly unbearable heat and frustration in his heart. His whole person felt as if he were in a stuffy furnace.
He couldn't help but want to desperately spit out the oppressive qi in his chest.
On the side, Mu Guyue was leaning over, her hands on her knees, her head bowed. Her long black hair fell down, covering most of her face, and she was panting heavily.
With her heavy breathing, very fine streams of red gas were continuously exhaled by her.
But she did not wake up because of exhaling this red gas. Her body felt as if it were about to explode, scalding hot like boiling water.
Li Yan's mouth and tongue became drier and drier. He listened to the heavy panting not far in front of him. All his previous thoughts of fighting to the death had long since disappeared. Instead, he felt that voice was so pleasant.
"Lust... poison!"
Li Yan suddenly remembered the enchanting scene that had occurred in the Northern Abyss Demon-Suppressing Pagoda. His last remaining shred of consciousness made him swing a palm towards the source of the sound.
But he was completely unaware that this palm, in his swaying state, had almost no force behind it.
He wanted to attack the other party before he fell.
His punch really did land on Mu Guyue's shoulder, and then it slid down.
The force was more like he was holding onto the other's shoulder to prevent himself from falling.
Mu Guyue was also trying hard to make herself lucid. She still held a strong desire: to kill a person.
It was just who that person was, in her consciousness, became distant and near. For a moment, she couldn't quite remember.
And just as she was forcibly using her demonic power to barely calm the violent heat in her body, she felt a large hand suddenly placed on her exposed shoulder.
A scalding heat that unsettled her came from her shoulder, and a masculine scent that mesmerized her rushed into her nostrils.
With that, Mu Guyue's barely calmed state of mind was like a spark falling into a basin of kerosene.
With a "boom," it was as if a bolt of lightning had struck her mind. The last shred of clarity she had could no longer be held. Her pair of phoenix eyes instantly became hazy and blurred.
Everything in front of her became ethereal and illusory, as if in a dream. The killing intent in her chest completely dissipated. She subconsciously raised a hand and placed it on the palm on her shoulder.
At the same time, her exquisitely beautiful face lifted. Her pair of phoenix eyes, scalding hot, seemed as if they could drip water. Her cheeks were flushed red.
Li Yan's hazy, remaining consciousness was still thinking of escaping. As for why he was escaping, he could no longer remember. It was just an instinctive avoidance of death from the bottom of his heart.
After he swung his palm, his hand touched a piece of warm, smooth jade, as if he had touched a piece of top-grade jade. An inexplicable ripple went through his heart.
Following that, a layer of warmth covered the back of his hand. The warmth instantly spread throughout Li Yan's body, and he trembled lightly.
Then, before his eyes, an incomparably beautiful face appeared. Even with Li Yan's tall stature, the other's exquisite face was on par with his.
A pair of phoenix eyes, half-closed, half-open, met his. Afterwards, Li Yan felt his body suddenly being firmly entwined by a pair of long legs.
Then, as if struck by lightning, a warm, moist, and slippery serpent entered his lips.
Following that, all clarity in his mind was lost. There was only the flower-like, intoxicated face before him, so close. His two large hands unconsciously reached up to caress it...
Sinking, sinking again and again...
Pain mixed with pleasure. Mu Guyue only felt herself being lifted to the peak of the waves time and time again. The initial pain had slowly disappeared, replaced by her instinctive, repeated taking and a pleasure she had never known before...
Her formidable instincts, after being repeatedly suppressed by the other party, were unwilling to yield, and she turned the tables...
When Li Yan woke up, what entered his eyes were some green vines appearing above him. As his eyes moved, he found that he seemed to be lying under a vine trellis in a courtyard.
"Where is this..."
Li Yan only felt a little dizzy, and for a moment, he forgot where he was.
He felt as if he had been dreaming, a dream that was difficult to speak of, yet a magnificent one that left him with an endless aftertaste...
He suddenly felt that his head was pillowed on something soft yet firm.
He propped himself up with both hands and immediately turned his head to look. In an instant, Li Yan was struck by lightning, and countless images flooded into his mind.
What his head had been pillowed on just now was a flat abdomen, with faint muscle lines outlining a perfect figure.
It was a woman with disheveled long hair. Although her long black hair covered a small part of her face, one could still see her unparalleled beauty.
The woman was completely naked, lying on his own large green robe. Although her skin was not whiter than snow, it was as smooth as a brown gemstone.
Every inch of her skin was silky and smooth, shining with a satin-like luster, somewhat dazzling. There was not a single flaw on her perfect body.
A pair of round, slender legs were half-bent, half-extended. The flat abdomen set off the round peaks, causing Li Yan to quickly look away, his heart pounding.
Looking up, he saw that among the scattered strands of hair, on that exquisitely beautiful face, a pair of phoenix eyes were tightly closed, her breathing even as she slept deeply.
After a moment of daze, Li Yan's body suddenly trembled lightly, and he instantly sobered up...