[Chapter 449: Seizing the Divine Weapon with Bare Hands]
The appearance of Yang Yiyu excited everyone on the Yunmen side.
But Hong Xuantian widened his eyes, especially the third and seventh brothers of the Hong family who had personally arranged the explosives. When they saw Yang Yiyu appear, they looked as if they had seen a ghost.
The two brothers could hardly imagine that anyone could survive the explosion of a ton of x explosives?
And survive in a mine more than 400 meters deep? Even
the peak of the ninth level of the Xiantian realm would not work.
Unless it was a god.
How is this possible?
At this moment, the shadows in the hearts of the third and seventh brothers of the Hong family were incalculable. When
the old man of the Hong family saw Yang Yiyu flying over with a sword, his eyes narrowed. A flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and he thought of an ancient rumor that those who were in the virtual realm above the Xiantian realm could fly with a sword!
Thinking of this, Hong Kuohai was sweating coldly on his back.
Above the Xiantian realm, few people knew that it was the virtual realm, and he, Hong Kuohai, was one of them.
After several years of seclusion, he had just improved his cultivation a little today, from the primary level of the ninth level to the intermediate level. He did not expect to meet a person who had surpassed the realm of the innate as soon as he came out of seclusion. At this moment, the old master of the Hong family, Hong Kuohai, felt very sad.
At this time, Yang Yiyu fell from the sky and landed more than ten meters away.
Hong Kuohai looked at Yang Yiyu, but was stunned again.
No, this kid’s aura realm seems to be the primary level of the ninth level of the innate?
Hong Kuohai stared and sensed again, and finally confirmed that Yang Yiyu was only at the primary level of the ninth level of the innate. He
did not surpass the virtual realm of the innate.
However, he was clearly flying with a giant sword under his feet, but his realm was the primary level of the ninth level of the innate?
This is…
Hong Kuohai suddenly figured it out. Maybe Yang Yiyu’s flying sword was just relying on the power of the magic weapon and some magical skills. In the history of the ancient martial arts world, there have been such examples before.
There are means for everything, but the realm cannot be faked.
In other words, this kid’s realm cultivation is the primary level of the ninth level of the innate realm. He can only fly with a sword because he has mastered some magical powers and possesses a high-level magic weapon.
After thinking of this, Hong Kuohai, the old man of the Hong family, lost his nervousness and regained his confidence in an instant.
It’s just a primary level of the ninth level of the innate realm. There’s nothing to be afraid of.
He, Hong Kuohai, is now a real intermediate level of the ninth level of the innate realm.
Don’t look at the primary and intermediate levels. In the realm of the ninth level of the innate realm, it only resounds half a level, but Hong Kuohai is very clear about
this half-level gap. The primary level of the ninth level of the innate realm, in front of him, the intermediate level of the ninth level of the innate realm, he can win.
At this time, let’s not talk about what Hong Kuohai and others think in their hearts.
Yang Yiyun flew to his grandfather Duanmu Xingtian. Duanmu Xingtian excitedly grabbed him with both hands and tremblingly said: “Good boy, good boy, grandpa just knows that my good grandson will be fine~” Duanmu Xingtian burst into tears while speaking, but this time they were tears of joy.
“Grandpa made you worry~” Yang Yiyun was moved from the bottom of his heart when he looked at the white-haired old man. He met his grandfather three times in total. In two of them, he took the children of the Duanmu family to fight for himself, resulting in the death and injury of most of the disciples of the Duanmu family.
I feel sorry for him.
“It’s good to be alive, it’s good to be alive, go see your wife.” Duanmu Xingtian smiled and wiped away his tears and stepped away.
Suddenly, Yang Yiyun saw Zhao Nan and Dugu Wuqing with pear blossoms on their faces.
He trembled all over. Looking at the two women, Yang Yiyun knew how sad they were this time. At that time on the deserted island, he actually saw that each of them was heartbroken, but for some reason, they couldn’t come out at that time.
At this moment, Yang Yiyun realized how lucky he was. What else could he ask for to have such a woman around him? He
suddenly stepped forward and hugged both of them in his arms.
Zhao Nan and Dugu Wuqing were trembling all over. In Yang Yiyun’s arms, they felt that the sky did not fall.
“Ah~ woooo~”
Zhao Nan finally cried out loudly at this moment. She had never dared to cry. At this moment, in Yang’s arms, she felt completely safe. She had never dared to cry out loud before, because she knew she couldn’t, otherwise what would happen to so many people in Yunmen?
“My enemy~”
Zhao Nan hugged Yang Yiyun in her arms and punched his shoulders with her fists.
Her tears soaked Yang Yiyun’s clothes. She cried wantonly, which made her feel more relaxed than ever before.
Dugu Wuqing, although she didn’t cry out loud, was also trembling all over, indicating her excitement and restlessness in her heart. In Yang’s arms, she had never felt safer.
“Okay, don’t cry anymore. There are still a bunch of jumping clowns watching. If you cry, your face will become a cat.”
Yang Yiyun released the two from his arms, stretched out his hand and gently wiped the tears from their faces, but the next moment, the murderous intent spread out as if it was real.
Because he saw a half-foot-long wound on Zhao Nan’s arm that was deep enough to see the bone, and a bloody hole was pierced through Dugu Wuqing’s chest.
He flicked his fingernails and two drops of water of life appeared. He said to the two of them, “
Open your mouth~” Zhao Nan and Dugu Wuqing opened their mouths subconsciously.
Yang Yiyun sent two drops of water of life into their mouths with a flick of his finger, and then a huge vitality dissolved in their bodies.
“Go and recuperate, and I will kill these beasts first.” Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes, and then saw Wu Moqiu who appeared beside him at some point, walked over and grinned: “Don’t worry, Qiu’er, the King of Hell who dared to take your master has not appeared in this world yet, go over there to take care of Protector Lu!”
While speaking, Yang Yiyun reached out and patted Wu Moqiu on the shoulder. When he was on the deserted island, he also saw Wu Moqiu’s heartbreaking cry.
“Well, sir, don’t worry, Qiu’er will.” Wu Moqiu was happier than anyone else in her heart. This time she didn’t cry, and there was only a smile on her face.
When he turned his head to look at Wudang Qianjue, Feng Tianya and others, and was about to say hello, an old voice came from behind him and said, “You are looking for death when you are about to die and still talk about love!”
Hong Kuohai saw that Yang Yiyu completely ignored him and was flirting with several women, which made him very angry. In his opinion, this was Yang Yiyu’s contempt for him, who was at the intermediate level of the ninth level of the innate.
Suddenly, a white light flashed in his hand, and a long spear appeared. With a whistling sound and a powerful momentum, a shot went straight to Yang Yiyu’s head.
“Kill~”
Seeing the old man take action, Hong Xuantian couldn’t help shouting. At first, they were indeed frightened by Yang Yiyu who came on a sword, but when they found that Yang Yiyu’s cultivation realm was only the primary level of the ninth level of the innate, Hong Xuantian was worried again. The
woman of the ninth level of the innate level in Yunmen before had been severely injured by the old man, and Yang Yiyu who appeared first was also the primary level of the ninth level of the innate, but his old man of the Hong family was at the intermediate level of the ninth level of the innate, and it was more than enough to fight Yang Yiyu.
The remaining people, united with the three sects, will surely kill all the people from Yunmen.
The people from Shenzong, Qingcheng, and Yinyuemen had the same idea. The appearance of the old man of the Hong family actually surprised them. A middle-level innate ninth level was an absolute master in the ancient martial arts world.
In everyone’s eyes, Yang Yiyu was only a beginner of the ninth level. Although he flew over on a sword and was very awesome, everyone believed that Yang Yiyu would not be the opponent of the old man of the Hong family. The difference between the beginner and the intermediate of the ninth level was the difference in strength. The later the martial arts practice, the greater the difference.
So after Hong Xuantian shouted the word “kill”, the people from Shenzong, Qingcheng, and Yinyuemen followed behind Hong Xuantian and killed the Yunmen Wudang side.
However, once they started, the people from the three sects regretted it for the rest of their lives.
Everyone saw that the old man of the Hong family was full of energy, and the spear he fired was like a dragon out of the sea, piercing the back of Yang Yiyu’s head like lightning. Everyone knew that the old man of the Hong family was holding a top-grade magic weapon. Even if Yang Yiyu could dodge this shot, he would not feel good.
However, Yang Yiyu’s reaction was beyond everyone’s expectations. In the eyes of everyone, Yang Yiyu did not dodge, but a hot flame burst out from his hand with the same monstrous fluctuations of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. A huge hand grasped the energy and grabbed the spear in the old man of the Hong family with his backhand.
“Boom~”
With a loud bang, Yang Yiyu grabbed Hong Kuohai’s spear in his palm, and then at the same time, Yang Yiyu raised his other hand and punched Hong Kuohai directly in the face.
Everyone had a question in their mind, grabbing the magic weapon with bare hands, is Yang Yiyu looking for death?
(End of this chapter)
