[Chapter 165: Level 2 Explodes in the Fight]
Facing the hidden weapon of the man in black, Yang Yiyu’s spiritual consciousness as a cultivator finally played a powerful role.
Although he could not compete with the masters above the fifth level of dark energy in terms of internal strength, it was wishful thinking for the other party to use hidden weapons to hurt him.
In the spiritual consciousness, the dart of the man in black was flying straight at his door. Yang Yiyu found that the girl dodged it after entering the spiritual consciousness for three meters.
However, the man in black came to his side in an instant, holding a samurai sword with a long and narrow blade.
In an instant, Yang Yiyu thought of the Dongzhou people.
Could it be that this man in black is a Dongzhou person?
Buzz~
Just when Yang Yiyu was thinking this, the other party’s samurai sword slashed across, seemingly to cut him in half with one blow.
Perhaps because of the deep internal strength of the man in black, the samurai sword in his hand made a buzzing vibration.
Yang Yiyun’s face changed greatly. The eighth-level dark power master and the seventh-level strength are in another realm. He was a little flustered. Facing Mo Dongtian, who was at the seventh level of dark power, and even with one arm broken, he was exhausted and even took advantage of Mo Dongtian’s greed to kill him with the true essence fire.
Now facing the eighth-level dark power ancient warrior, he was not confident at all.
The only hope he could rely on was the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, hoping that the Dragon Slaying Sword could stop the opponent’s quick knife.
After the black-clothed man drew his knife, Yang Yiyun quickly raised the Dragon Slaying Sword to block in front of him.
“Dingdang~”
“Puff~”
Yang Yiyun only felt the inner force from the black-clothed man’s knife hit him, and his body was churning, and his body flew backwards involuntarily. His
throat was salty and he couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He flew backwards six or seven meters and fell heavily on the ground. For a while, his whole body seemed to fall apart.
Blood was also flowing from the tiger’s mouth, and the hand holding the sword was shaking involuntarily.
The blow almost caused the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand to fall out of his hand.
Yang Yiyu felt extremely bitter. He was at the eighth level of Dark Power, but he couldn’t even resist it. He felt like an ant.
The superiority of being a cultivator was gone.
“Haha~ Yo, Xishina pig is no good~”
At this time, the man in black came over, but he didn’t rush to attack him. Instead, he uttered such a sarcastic remark.
When Yang Yiyu heard the words of the man in black, he felt a buzzing in his head. Now he was 100% sure that the man in black in front of him was a Dongzhou man.
The ninja darts before, the samurai sword in his hand, and the words he just said, this man was 100% Dongzhou man. Maybe the other two men in black who were fighting Dugu Wuqing were also Dongzhou people.
The Guhua Organization and Chen Baiwan actually colluded with Dongzhou people?
Although the man in black was masked, Yang Yiyu could see the deep contempt and ridicule for himself from his exposed eyes.
I was despised by a grandson of Dongzhou?
The flame in his heart suddenly rose several times as if gasoline was added to the fire.
“Puff~”
Yang Yiyun couldn’t help but spit out another mouthful of blood. He was angry at the Dongzhou people in front of him.
He was born in a guard family. His grandfather and father were guards. Even though they were no longer around since childhood, his grandmother knew about the abuse of Dongzhou by the people of Jiuzhou. During college, she was a student of history and specialized in studying the heinous crimes committed by Dongzhou people against the famous people of Jiuzhou.
So Yang Yiyun disliked Dongzhou people from the bottom of his heart.
But he didn’t expect that one day he would meet Dongzhou ancient warriors, and he would be defeated by them, insulted and despised…
This was simply unbearable for him, more uncomfortable than death.
Yang Yiyun’s eyes were full of bloodshot at this moment.
Looking at the Dongzhou people in front of him, he grabbed the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, roared: “Ah~”
and rushed up. He knew he was no match for them, but he didn’t want to be bullied by a grandson of Dongzhou like this.
…
On the other side, Dugu Wuqing heard Yang Yiyu’s roar and was anxious, but she was entangled by Chen Baiwan and two black-clothed men with the seventh level of dark energy, and she couldn’t get away at all. The three of them bit her tightly and didn’t give her a chance to get away.
Especially Chen Baiwan, after letting the black-clothed man with the eighth level of dark energy leave to deal with Yang Yiyu, he started to fight like crazy, using all his killer methods one after another. In addition, the two black-clothed men with the seventh level of dark energy on the side would release hidden weapons from time to time, which really made Dugu Wuqing a little restrained.
But when Yang Yiyu’s furious roar sounded, Dugu Wuqing was anxious. Yang Yiyu must not be in trouble. She still relied on Yang Yiyu to treat the poison in her body. If Yang Yiyu was going to kill her, she would become a yin-yang face again in the future.
At this time, about twenty minutes had passed since the fight began, and the night was turning to the early morning.
At a certain moment, Dugu Wuqing howled, and she felt a chill in her body spread throughout her body.
Yang Yiyun said that acupuncture can only suppress her poison gas. After midnight every night, the poison gas will recur, which means that she will still turn into a yin-yang face.
At this moment, the cold air in her body appeared. Dugu Wuqing knew that the poison gas had recurred and panicked.
It was this panic, coupled with the recurrence of the poison gas in her body, that affected her fighting ability to some extent, allowing Chen Baiwan to seize the opportunity.
Chen Baiwan, who was also at the eighth level of Dark Power, stared at Dugu Wuqing. After discovering the abnormality on her body, he saw Dugu Wuqing’s flaw and stabbed him with the dagger in his hand.
Dugu Wuqing took Chen Baiwan’s dagger, but saw a smile in his eyes. He knew that the situation was not good and quickly withdrew.
However, he was a step too late. He only felt a pain in his lower abdomen, but found that Chen Baiwan, the insidious guy, had a dagger in his other hand and stabbed her lower abdomen.
Dugu Wuqing screamed.
At this time, Chen Baiwan, who succeeded in one strike, saw that Dugu Wuqing’s face suddenly turned into a yin-yang face. He was shocked. It was a terrible face.
However, Dugu Wuqing seized the opportunity and kicked Chen Baiwan with pain.
After all, she was an ancient martial arts expert at the eighth level of Dark Power, and she was also a master who would not suffer losses. She kicked Chen Baiwan in the chest, causing him to groan and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Chen Baiwan, who came to his senses, rushed up again.
But Dugu Wuqing’s face changed. She felt that the dagger that Chen Baiwan had stabbed into her lower abdomen was poisonous.
She was still worried about Yang Yiyu. Dugu Wuqing knew that she couldn’t delay any longer. If time went on, the poison on her dagger would spread. She and Yang Yiyu would both die tonight. She
immediately gathered her internal strength with the soft sword in her hand and started to kill. She tried her best~
…
As for Yang Yiyu, he also heard Dugu Wuqing’s screams. He knew that she was at a disadvantage, but he didn’t care. He was already irritated to the limit by the black-clothed Dongzhou people in front of him.
“Ding~” He
was knocked out by the black-clothed man again. This was the third time.
What made Yang Yiyu angry was that the other party was obviously playing tricks on him.
“Gagaga~”
The black-clothed Dongzhou people came slowly with a smile and a knife.
Yang Yiyu’s eyes were red and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. At this time, he felt that the true energy in his body was running much faster than the previous two times.
Facing the black-clad man, Yang Yiyu stood up and held the sword with both hands. At this moment, he closed his eyes and quickly activated the Qiankun Zaohua Gong.
At this time, the voice of his master Yun Tianxie also rang in his mind: “The world is reversed, the wind and clouds are converging, if you don’t break through now, when will you?”
When the master’s voice fell, Yang Yiyu was shocked and his whole body made a crackling sound.
He felt the meager spiritual energy of the surrounding world rushing towards him and drilling into his body.
“Boom~”
There was a dull sound in his body, and his cultivation finally broke through to the fourth level of Qi Refining.
In just ten breaths, the spiritual energy from all directions became more and more huge, and all of it was absorbed into his body.
At this time, his body seemed to be a black hole, greedily swallowing the spiritual energy gathered from the world like a person who had been hungry for several days. The
Qiankun Zaohua Gong in his body still did not stop running. After breaking through to the fourth level of Qi Refining, the true energy continued to grow…
At this moment, Yang Yiyu felt that the spirit stone instantly doubled in size, from the original three-meter spirit stone to six meters.
The six-meter spiritual consciousness found that the black-clothed man seemed to sense something wrong after a moment of daze, and raised the samurai sword to stab him.
At this moment, Yang Yiyun ignored it, because the true energy in his body was still growing.
The next moment, Yang Yiyun’s body trembled again, and a rumble sounded.
It was a breakthrough in cultivation again, from the fourth level of Qi Refining to the fifth level of Qi Refining.
The cultivation level jumped two levels in a row.
From the third level of Qi Refining to the fifth level of Qi Refining.
The spiritual consciousness power doubled again, reaching nine meters around the body.
The Qiankun Creation Power in the body finally stopped.
The knife of the black-clothed Dongzhou countryman was three feet away from Yang Yiyun.
Suddenly, Yang Yiyun opened his eyes, and two brilliant lights in his eyes burst out like substance, but frightened the black-clothed Dongzhou countryman and trembled all over, as if his body was stiff.
“Fuck your grandma~”
Yang Yiyun burst out with a swear word, and the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand slashed from bottom to top at the black-clothed Dongzhou countryman.
“Puff~” A sound like a rag being pierced by a sharp blade was heard.
A breeze blew, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
The black-clad Dongzhou man in front of Yang Yiyu was killed directly by him.
(End of this chapter)
