[Chapter 164 Lihuo kills Mo Dongtian]
At this time, Dugu Wuqing beside him let out a long roar, jumped up and blocked in front of Yang Yiyun, fighting with Chen Baiwan. Chen
Baiwan held a pitch-black dagger in his hand, and sparks flew in the collision. He took two steps back, shocked. He didn’t expect that Dugu Wuqing, who was also at the eighth level of Dark Power, would be so strong.
At the same time, the attacks of another black-clothed man at the eighth level of Dark Power and two at the seventh level of Dark Power were all blocked by the soft sword in Dugu Wuqing’s hand.
She fought one against four.
“Sir, find a chance to save Monkey, you retreat first.”
Dugu Wuqing’s words came in the midst of his busy schedule.
Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes and stared at Mo Dongtian, who had a broken arm, because Monkey Doudou was in Mo Dongtian’s hands at the moment.
He also understood that Dugu Wuqing was fighting against the four masters alone, fighting against four, and leaving the broken-armed Mo Dongtian, who was at the seventh level of Dark Power, to himself because Mo Dongtian was the weakest among the ancient warriors present.
If he still suffered at the hands of Mo Dongtian today, he could just jump off the cliff from Luoyun Peak.
There was an evil spirit rising from his heart. Yang Yiyu really didn’t like the feeling of being protected by a woman.
But there was nothing he could do. Who made him weak?
Seeing Dugu Wuqing fighting against four people alone, Yang Yiyu admired her from the bottom of his heart. The strength of this woman was beyond his imagination.
Especially the soft sword in her hand at this time was like a spiritual snake. There was a silver sword shadow in her sight. Although it looked difficult, it restrained all four people of Chen Baiwan.
Yang Yiyu knew that Dugu Wuqing was strong, but he didn’t know how long she could hold on.
He didn’t dare to dawdle, and took a step forward and went straight to Mo Dongtian.
As for Mo Dongtian, seeing Yang Yiyu coming towards him, he sneered in his heart. In his eyes, Yang Yiyu was always a small figure of the third level of dark energy.
Although he broke one arm, his internal strength and means were still there. One hand was enough to deal with Yang Yiyu.
He threw the monkey Doudou, whose life or death was unknown in his hand, to the ground. This time, he took out a long sword from his back, stomped his feet and chopped it towards Yang Yiyu.
“Dingdang~”
The two swords collided.
Yang Yiyu used all his strength to attack, but he was not able to defeat Mo Dongtian’s strong internal force. He took a step back, but he was not injured.
On the contrary, after he attacked, he smiled and looked at the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand with satisfaction.
Because the sharpness of the Dragon Slaying Sword was beyond his expectation, he fought with Mo Dongtian. Although he was shocked by Mo Dongtian’s strong internal force and took a step back, he chopped the long sword in Mo Dongtian’s hand into two pieces with one blow.
Mo Dongtian was the most shocked. He stared blankly at the long sword in his hand that was chopped off by Yang Yiyu, and his heart was in turmoil. After he reacted, he was overjoyed.
At this moment, Mo Dongtian didn’t understand that the black ancient sword in Yang Yiyu’s hand was a magical weapon?
The long sword used by Mo Dongtian was made of special fine steel at a high price. It was as easy to cut ordinary iron as tofu.
Who would have thought that the inconspicuous black ancient sword in Yang Yiyun’s hand could even cut the fine steel long sword in his hand?
Mo Dongtian, who came to his senses, was not afraid. Instead, he immediately became greedy. Looking at the ancient sword in Yang Yiyun’s hand, his eyes were burning. He had only one idea, to snatch Yang Yiyun’s ancient sword.
Greed is always the most evil devil in people’s hearts. It will grow wildly without knowing it until it is destroyed.
At this moment, Mo Dongtian could not suppress his inner thoughts. His eyes turned into rabbits, with only one word: snatch.
Yang Yiyun, on the other hand, smiled in his heart after seeing the burning look on Mo Dongtian’s face. Until he became greedy, he could find a flaw to deal with him. He
used his spiritual consciousness to cover his body for three meters, and all abnormalities would be reflected in his mind. He
took a step forward and struck with an ordinary force to split Huashan and left with his sword.
In Mo Dongtian’s eyes, this was seeking death. He sneered and clenched the half-broken sword in his hand and rushed forward.
This time, Mo Dongtian did not fight against Yang Yiyun’s ancient sword, because he knew that it was too sharp and would be a disadvantage. Instead, he easily split Yang Yiyun’s sword with his agile body, and then the broken knife in his hand suddenly chopped at Yang Yiyun’s wrist holding the sword.
At this time, Yang Yiyun had only two choices, either abandon the sword or break his wrist.
In this way, Mo Dongtian thought he could seize Yang Yiyun’s ancient sword.
What was the result~!
The result was very smooth, and Yang Yiyun really abandoned the sword.
This made Mo Dongtian very happy. At the moment when Yang Yiyun let go of the ancient sword and took back his hand, he held the fallen ancient sword tightly in his hand, and even threw the broken knife in his hand to the ground.
Mo Dongtian was very happy to get Yang Yiyun’s Dragon Slaying Sword.
But Yang Yiyun was happier than him.
Do you really think that your buddy’s Dragon Slaying Sword is so easy to take?
Joke.
Just as Mo Dongtian held the Dragon Slaying Sword, Yang Yiyun’s palm also landed lightly on Mo Dongtian’s lower abdomen.
Yang Yiyun didn’t use any energy or strength in this palm strike.
He did it so that Mo Dongtian wouldn’t notice it. In addition, Mo Dongtian was happy to get the Dragon Slaying Sword and thus relaxed his vigilance.
Yang Yiyun’s palm strike hit Mo Dongtian’s lower abdomen smoothly.
“Hmph~”
Mo Dongtian, who was slapped in the lower abdomen, snorted coldly and slashed at Yang Yiyu with his sword.
But Yang Yiyu, who had been prepared for a long time, quickly dodged.
At this time, Mo Dongtian smiled proudly and said, “It’s just a small palm of the third level of dark power. What can I do if I stand still and let you hit me ten times? Now that you don’t have the ancient sword in your hand, let’s see how you die?
If you know what’s good for you, hand over the formula of the elixir on you, I will let you suffer less, otherwise I will definitely cut off your limbs.”
Facing the threat of Mo Dongtian’s long sword, Yang Yiyu grinned and said, “Do you really think my sword is so easy to snatch?”
“Big talk…ah~what did you do to me? Ah…”
Mo Dongtian didn’t finish the shameless word, and finally felt something was wrong with him. Then a smell of barbecue came from his lower abdomen, and there were waves of cramps.
He looked down and found a fire hole with flames in his lower abdomen. At this moment, his body was like a piece of paper with a burning hole in the middle. He was simply melted by the wind and fell to the ground with a horrified scream.
Mo Dongtian was naturally attacked by Yang Yiyun’s palm with the True Essence Fire.
Yang Yiyun walked over and picked up the Dragon Slaying Sword, watching Mo Dongtian being quickly burned to ashes by the True Essence Fire.
He took advantage of Mo Dongtian’s greed for the Dragon Slaying Sword and deliberately exposed a flaw to let Mo Dongtian snatch the Dragon Slaying Sword. After Mo Dongtian succeeded, he relaxed his vigilance and gently slapped Mo Dongtian’s lower abdomen with the True Essence Fire in his hand to ignite his body.
The True Essence Fire is a magic fire that can only be used by cultivators. It is not comparable to ordinary fire. It took less than ten breaths to kill Mo Dongtian. Just
as Mo Dongtian screamed, on the battlefield dozens of meters away, Dugu Wuqing was still fighting one against four. Although he did not lose, he had already shown signs of being unable to cope with it.
Chen Baiwan heard Mo Dongtian’s screams. He was shocked to see Mo Dongtian’s body burning and falling to the ground in an instant, while Yang Yiyun was fine.
Although he was surprised by the flames on Mo Dongtian’s body, he was furious that Mo Dongtian died in the sea of fire. He and Mo Dongtian had established the Northwest Hall. Now seeing his old partner dead, Chen Baiwan was furious. His
men became fierce. Two dark energy eight-level plus two dark energy seven-level, four to one, they were evenly matched with Dugu Wuqing. This battle was very cowardly.
Chen Baiwan couldn’t understand why Dugu Wuqing was so strong when they were both dark energy eight-level?
What’s more, he couldn’t understand how Yang Yiyun, a small dark energy three-level, could kill his deputy hall master Mo Dongtian?
The dagger in his hand struck with all his strength, and Dugu Wuqing’s men were immediately exposed.
At this time, Chen Baiwan suddenly said to the masked eighth-level dark master: “Mr. Qianye, go kill Yang Yiyu.” His words were full of murderous intent.
If Dugu Wuqing hadn’t been distracting him all the time, Chen Baiwan wanted to kill Yang Yiyu himself.
Now he was determined to resist the pressure, giving the black-clothed man a gap to deal with Yang Yiyu.
As for Yang Yiyu, after killing Mo Dongtian, he hurriedly walked towards Hou Doudou who was thrown on the ground, and checked with his true energy, which made him shocked and angry.
Under the investigation of true energy, he found that Hou Doudou’s limbs were all broken abruptly, and his breath was very weak.
This made Yang Yiyu furious, and at this moment, Dugu Wuqing’s exclamation from a distance rang in his ears: “Sir, be careful~”
Yang Yiyu thought and put Hou Doudou into the Qiankun Pot space. When he turned around, he saw the eighth-level dark master running towards him.
When he was ten meters away, a silver light suddenly flashed in the darkness, and in the blink of an eye it was within his spiritual awareness range. It was a hidden weapon, a dart hidden weapon commonly seen in Dongzhou movies, like a star.
(End of this chapter)
