Chapter 21: Xue Yao and Xue Yan Fight War God Lu Bu, War God Lu Bu Makes a Pathetic Escape

The shout descended like the might of heaven, causing the complexions of the Xuanyin Qin Sect Disciples to turn deathly pale. Their bodies stiffened, their eyes became vacant, and they fell to their knees one after another. Even the Palace Masters of the nine inner courts had weak legs and could barely stand.

Only Lin Chen and the others remained calm and composed, their bearing outstanding.

Lin Fan stamped his foot slightly, and Void Power surged. He stood in the air, looking down coldly at the front.

"How dare a three-surname slave bark wildly? Even my little Disciple can take you down. Xue Yao, you go and test him."

"Me?" Xue Yao looked at War God Lu Bu in the sky with a Face full of shock; her eyes were filled with both surprise and fear.

Although she found it strange that she could see the other's cultivation was only a sliver higher than her own, that was War God Lu Bu, a legendary, invincible existence!

"Yes, you." Lin Fan said indifferently, "Rest assured, with Master here, he cannot hurt you."

"Alright…" Xue Yao steeled herself and walked forward, her heart filled with a mix of trepidation and anticipation. This was a War God! To actually be allowed to fight him—who wouldn't be excited?

"Uncle War God, Xue Yao pays her respects to you." She said politely.

War God Lu Bu had intended to sneer disdainfully—after all, what could a little girl possibly achieve? But when he saw who it was, his expression changed instantly.

Damn it! Isn't this Xue Yao, who was taken away by that fake Divine Master back then? Although she was known as one of the three great Prodigies, she only had Soul Transformation cultivation at that time.

In less than ten years, she was already at the Early Stage of Quasi-Saint! She was only one small Realm away from him.

Even the real Divine Master probably wouldn't have such means, right?

Cold sweat broke out on War God Lu Bu's forehead, and his heart felt icy cold.

He wanted to turn around and run, but since this junior had come to challenge him, where could he run to? How would he be able to show his Face in the Upper Realm again?

"It's been some years, girl Yao, you've improved. But you are still far from Uncle. Uncle will let you use one hand." War God Lu Bu forced himself to sound tough.

"Okay, Uncle, here I come!" A look of excitement flashed in Xue Yao's eyes, and she went all out from the very first move.

Facing War God Lu Bu, she had to bring out her strongest attack; otherwise, wouldn't it make her look too weak?

Frost assaulted the sky, and the world froze instantly. Lin Fan was quick-witted and fast-handed, quickly sealing the space where the two were located, avoiding collateral damage to the innocent in time.

Looking at that sharp Frost Sword Qi, War God Lu Bu wailed in his heart: Damn it! This is going to cost Uncle his life! But for the sake of Face, he forced himself to catch it barehanded, pretending to be nonchalant.

After one sword strike, War God Lu Bu appeared unscathed, and Xue Yao couldn't help but clap and cheer.

"Uncle War God, you are indeed amazing! Xue Yao couldn't even shake your one hand!" Her voice was crisp and filled with pure admiration.

"That goes without saying, don't you know who your Uncle War God is!" War God Lu Bu said boastfully, while hiding his hand behind his back; his palm had already been completely frostbitten.

He secretly grimaced in pain and sighed in his heart: This hand probably won't recover for at least ten days to half a month.

"Uncle War God, how about I call my Senior Sister? Only by joining forces can we bring out my true strength." Xue Yao blinked her clear, large eyes, her tone serious.

Huh? War God Lu Bu was completely dumbfounded. You're still coming at me? He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't resist Xue Yao's innocent gaze.

If he refused, wouldn't he become a joke? Back then, even when Liu, Guan, and Zhang joined forces they were no match for him, yet now he wouldn't dare take on two little girls?

"Fine! Girl Yao, you go ahead and call her." War God Lu Bu agreed, biting the bullet, while internally he was weeping.

Before long, a white figure drifted over gracefully. Xue Yan wore a white dress, her figure as light as an elf in the snow.

At her waist hung a crystal-clear Snow Spirit long sword, and her whole person exuded an otherworldly, aloof aura.

Damn it! Another Early Stage Quasi-Saint?! War God Lu Bu's heart sank violently, and he secretly groaned: Since when did Quasi-Saints become as cheap as cabbages? But no matter how guilty he felt, he had to bite the bullet and carry on.

"Blades have no eyes. When we start, you must be careful yourselves!" War God Lu Bu appeared nonchalant on the surface, but in reality, he was secretly gathering all his strength.

As soon as his voice fell, he launched a surprise attack. He wouldn't give them a chance to join forces; he had to resolve this in one move! Only then could he preserve his reputation as a War God!

Xue Yan and Xue Yao exchanged a glance, their expressions grave. They dared not be careless and immediately cast the Snow Spirit Frost Flower Art together—the third form, Dual Spirit Frost Absolutes.

Mu Xueyan waved her Snow Spirit Sword, the tip of the sword gathering the ultimate ice and snow power, instantly transforming into a gigantic snow Phoenix.

The snow Phoenix flapped its wings and soared into the sky, bringing with it a sky full of frost Qi.

At the same time, Xue Yao summoned a Frost Giant Dragon. The dragon roar shook the heavens, and the chill swept across the four fields, echoing the snow Phoenix from afar.

The two circled and intertwined in the air, releasing a world-destroying frost storm. The sky was instantly frozen, and the chill was biting.

The snow Phoenix and the Frost Giant Dragon finally merged into a brilliant, dazzling beam of Spirit Frost, carrying incomparable destructive power, striking directly at War God Lu Bu's core.

Boom—a loud noise shook heaven and earth. The Spirit Frost beam pierced through all obstacles, directly knocking War God Lu Bu out of his armor and weapons, sending him crashing heavily to the ground.

The sixteen fairies were shocked and lost their color upon seeing this, flying after him one after another.

On the ground, War God Lu Bu's armor was shattered, and he lay sprawled in the pit, stark naked, his Face pale, looking miserable. He struggled to let out a weak cry for help: "Help! Help!"

Xue Yan and Xue Yao landed slowly, still maintaining their combat stance, with frost Qi lingering around their sword tips.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

"We… won?" Xue Yao's voice trembled slightly. She looked down at the weapon in her hand, which was still emitting cold air, completely unable to believe what had just happened.

"One move… and we crippled War God Lu Bu?"

Xue Yan's gaze couldn't help but shift to War God Lu Bu lying in the pit. In that stark naked, pathetic state, he looked nothing like the invincible Upper Realm War God of legend.

"This… this War God Lu Bu is fake, right?" Xue Yao swallowed hard and whispered.

In her mind, the myth of War God Lu Bu single-handedly fighting three Quasi-Saints appeared, which really didn't match the scene before her eyes.

"I also feel it's a bit unreal…"

In the pit, War God Lu Bu broke into a cold sweat upon hearing this, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He clutched his waist and ribs, struggling to squeeze out a dry laugh: "You two… you two little girls are amazing. Uncle was just… going easy on you, yes, that's right, just going easy on you…"

"Going easy on us?" Xue Yan frowned, still suspicious.

Xue Yao said innocently: "Uncle War God, are you sure you are the Uncle War God we knew before, and not a fake?"

"Cough, cough!" War God Lu Bu was choked so hard he almost coughed up blood, and he quickly waved his hands, "Of course it's me, Uncle is just… uh, getting old, and my condition is bad!"

"Getting old?"

"Condition is bad?"

At this time, the sixteen fairies rushed over and helped the disheveled War God Lu Bu up from the pit.

Upon seeing War God Lu Bu's miserable appearance, they almost couldn't hold back their laughter, but they dared not be negligent and hurriedly used their spiritual power to help him tidy up his appearance.

"Lord War God, this…" the leading fairy asked cautiously, "Are… are you alright?"

"Alright my ass!" War God Lu Bu cursed inwardly, but on his Face, he still tried hard to maintain his "War God demeanor." He waved his hand and said weakly: "Retreat! Today… let's just give their sect some Face, we shall fight another day!"