[Chapter 530: Receiving the Void Sword Qi Talisman with Bare Hands]
Yang Yiyu smiled and said, “Of course I am willing, but I am afraid that I might accidentally kill one or two old immortals, which would be bad.”
“Puff~”
Hearing Yang Yiyu’s words, Mei Shiying of Mount Emei burst out laughing.
Even the several big men of Lingxuzi present couldn’t help laughing. If they hadn’t estimated their identities, they would have laughed out loud.
In their hearts, they muttered, Yang Yiyu is really daring.
What do you mean by accidentally killing one or two old immortals?
The four people of Mu Daoren are ancient warriors who have reached the great perfection of the innate ninth level. How can they be killed so easily?
In the eyes of many people at the scene, they are worried that Yang Yiyu will be killed by any of the four people of Mu Daoren.
After all, Yang Yiyu is still a high-level innate ninth level of cultivation, while the four people are old monsters at the great perfection level, all of whom are long-established masters.
When Mu Daoran, the old lama Balda and the other four heard Yang Yiyu’s words, they were so angry that their faces turned ashen and their beards stood up.
Ding Changfeng from the Divine Sect was even more furious: “The boy is ignorant and so presumptuous~”
Han Jiulin from the Yinyue Sect said in a deep voice: “Master Lingxu, since Yang Yiyu is not afraid of death, let this old man learn from him. If he is really capable, I will agree to let him participate in the opening of the secret place.”
“Yes, the same goes for the three of us.” Taoist Mu said.
Ling Xuzi glanced at Yang Yiyu and saw that he was full of confidence, so he said, “In that case, it would be good for you to have a fight, so that everyone would be convinced and avoid gossip when handing over resources.”
After Ling Xuzi finished speaking, Han Jiulin of Yinyue Sect couldn’t wait to say, “I’ll teach you a lesson.”
Yang Yiyu laughed, took a thousand steps, approached Han Jiulin and said in words that only the two of them could hear, “You old thing is so anxious to die, I will fulfill your wish today.”
In Yang Yiyu’s heart, he had a deep grudge against the old immortals of the four sects. He had been picking on him since he came here, and it was still the same today. If he didn’t show him some color, he would really think he was a sick cat.
“Little thief is looking for death~”
Han Jiulin of Yinyue Sect was angered by Yang Yiyu, and without saying a word, he hit Yang Yiyu with a palm.
“Humph~”
Yang Yiyu snorted coldly, shook his hand with his right hand, secretly used the hand bones of the Tongbi ape, and met Han Jiulin’s palm head-on. I was just worried
about not being able to find someone to test the power of my hand bones. If I wanted to sleep, I had a pillow. How could he be polite?
The two of them collided with each other with a palm and a fist.
“Bang~”
“Crack~”
A dull sound arose, accompanied by the sound of broken bones.
In the eyes of everyone present, Han Jiulin took several steps back, his face turned pale in an instant, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
At this time, everyone understood that the person who broke the bones was Han Jiulin, while Yang Yiyu was not red in the face or out of breath.
The strength of the two was immediately judged.
Someone in the field gasped: “Hiss~ Yang Yiyun’s innate ninth-level advanced cultivation is actually stronger than the innate ninth-level great perfection.”
“Who said it wasn’t? It seems that Yang Yiyun didn’t use his full strength. This time Han Jiulin is in trouble.”
“Of course, Yang Yiyun’s strength can kill Miao Maotian, and he can also kill Han Jiulin.”
“That’s right. Obviously, Mao Maotian was killed by Yang Yiyun. Doesn’t Han Jiulin have self-knowledge?”
“That’s not certain. Since Han Jiulin dared to stand up first, he should have something to rely on.”
“You’ll know after watching it…”
The onlookers in the field talked a lot, and they had their own opinions about Yang Yiyun and Han Jiulin.
However, Yang Yiyun broke Han Jiulin’s bones with one punch, which was indeed a great impact on everyone.
When he fought with Miao Maotian, he didn’t break Miao Maotian’s bones with one punch. Now there is only one possibility, Yang Yiyun’s strength has greatly increased.
It was only a day or so later, but Yang Yiyu had become so strong that everyone was really surprised.
At this time, Han Jiulin was embarrassed when he heard the comments from people outside the venue. His blood and qi were boiling in his chest, and he couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
“Wow~”
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Han Jiulin’s blood and qi became normal.
Han Jiulin naturally knew that Yang Yiyu’s ability to kill Miao Maotian was strange, but since he and Mu Daoran and the other four could stand up to prevent Yang Yiyu from joining this circle, they were confident and confident in their hearts and dared to confront Yang Yiyu. The people from the four sects definitely didn’t want Yang Yiyu to take a share.
Now the Miao Village’s power was finished, and the only qualified forces were the eight major sects. His Yinyue Sect and Shenzong, plus Qingcheng and Mizong Temple, the four major forces had formed an alliance, and they could compete with the four sects headed by Kunlun in terms of numbers, so they naturally didn’t want Yang Yiyu to come in.
Kunlun and Emei are better, Shaolin and Tiangang Mountain are independent, which means that there are three major forces after entering the secret place. There is no doubt that the alliance formed by Yinyue Sect, Shenzong, Qingcheng, and Mizong will be the most powerful force after entering the secret place, and it will be more convenient to act in the secret place.
But Yang Yiyu is different. Whether it is Kunlun, Emei, Shaolin, or Tiangang Stone, they all seem to have a good impression of Yang Yiyu. If Yang Yiyu joins, Kunlun, Shaolin, Emei, and Tiangang Mountain may be united to form five major forces.
At that time, the alliance of the four sects will lose its advantage, which is not conducive to the actions after entering the secret place, so none of the four sects of Han Jiulin want Yang Yiyu to join.
Originally, they wanted to use a round-robin battle to drag Yang Yiyu down or even kill him, but now Yang Yiyu broke his bones with a punch, which made Han Jiulin’s heart shine, but the more so, the more he determined to kill Yang Yiyu. After
a fight, Han Jiulin knew that he was no longer Yang Yiyu’s opponent in terms of strength. He looked at the three people of Mu Dao Ren and saw the same meaning in their eyes.
Han Jiulin decided to play his trump card immediately, even if it would expose his actions in the secret place and be noticed by several Kunlun families, he would not hesitate. Yang Yiyu was too evil and must not be kept. Killing him would not affect the tasks assigned by the ancestors of the secret place.
Han Jiulin narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Yiyu, stretched out his hand in his arms, and then took out a palm talisman, which immediately activated the true essence, and in an instant it turned into a dazzling three-foot sword in Han Jiulin’s hand.
“You are not at a loss if the little thief can die under the sword energy of the virtual realm master.” Han Jiulin took a step forward and stabbed Yang Yiyu with a sword.
Yang Yiyu had been paying attention to Han Jiulin for a long time. When Han Jiulin activated the spell while speaking, he realized that it was the sword energy spell refined by the virtual realm ancient warrior.
But would Yang Yiyu, who had integrated the hand bones of the gibbon monkey, be afraid of the sword energy spell refined by the virtual realm ancient warrior?
The answer is no.
You, Han Jiulin, have the sword energy spell of the virtual realm ancient warrior in your hand, and I, Yang Yiyu, have the hand bones of the ancient beast in my right hand. Qi Hu is afraid of you?
Yang Yiyu secretly activated the true energy in his right hand, and the strength of his hand bones increased again. He snorted and said, “Old man, if this is all you can do, you will be disappointed.”
After the words fell, he stretched out his hand and stabbed Han Jiulin with a sword.
Yang Yiyu’s move really surprised everyone. After Han Jiulin activated the sword energy spell in his hand, the breath emitted by him could be felt by everyone. The power of the sword energy was so strong that everyone could feel it.
Especially Ling Xuzi, Old Monk Wuyou, and Master Miaoyin, who immediately recognized that the sword energy talisman in Han Jiulin’s hand was made by a powerful person in the Void Realm, and were secretly shocked.
Now seeing Yang Yiyu actually grabbing the sword energy talisman made by a powerful person in the Void Realm with his hands, they were immediately shocked. Ling Xuzi and others knew that Yang Yiyu was powerful, but they did not believe that he could be so powerful as to grab the sword energy talisman made by a powerful person in the Void Realm with his hands.
For a while, they all felt a cold sweat for Yang Yiyu, and they all thought that Yang Yiyu’s arm would be crippled.
Han Jiulin sneered and said to himself: “You don’t know how to live or die, I will cripple your arm.”
Mu Daoran, the old lama, and Ding Changfeng saw Yang Yiyu touching Han Jiulin’s sword energy talisman with his hands, and the three of them smiled.
They naturally knew about the sword energy talismans refined by the strong men in the virtual realm. Almost everyone had similar talismans in their hands, all of which were given by the ancestors of each family. Besides, the ancestors of their families were all in the virtual realm.
In their eyes, Yang Yiyu was going to die this time. Since Han Jiulin had used the sword energy talisman refined by the strong men in the virtual realm, there was no reason for Yang Yiyu to be alive.
In their eyes, the ancient warriors in the virtual realm were like gods, immortal figures on land. How could the virtual sword energy talismans refined by figures of this level be taken by the little Yang Yiyu with bare hands?
However, before Mu Daoran and the others could be proud, Yang Yiyu’s outstretched right hand in the field collided with Han Jiulin’s sword energy talisman.
“Bang~”
After a piercing loud noise, Mu Daoran and the others almost dropped their eyes to the ground.
People outside the field even sighed.
Yang Yiyu was secretly happy: “The fused hand bones are indeed extraordinary. This time, I will send all four of you old immortals to the west.”
(End of this chapter)
