Beiyin Great Sage Chapter 583

  Chapter 583 Spirit Talisman and Hosta

"Ah…"

   Facing Zhou Yi's questioning, the chasing figure just sipped lightly in his mouth, without any intention of paying attention, and swooped in the form of a flowing shadow.

quick!

  Just blinking, the dark shadow in the distance has already approached.

  Compared with the others, Bat King Kou Xu and Zhang Wuyan are simply not worth mentioning.

   "Shua!"

  A streak of black light flashed out, piercing Zhou Yi's heart. The extreme speed and terrifying power made this stab like thunder.

   Even brought out a shrill piercing scream.

  Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes, and the Cicada Startling Technique sent an unprecedented warning sign, his whole body was tense, and the pure yang iron cloth shirt was already working at full capacity.

   Turn sideways, swing your arms, and throw your knife.

  His movements are extremely simple, but also extremely perfect.

   "Zheng!"

  The long knife cut across a beautiful arc, the light reflected by the blade made the dark dense forest instantly white, and the light of the knife slashed at the neck of the person coming.

  Blood Knife Technique—Blood in the world!

"what?"

  The visitor was suspicious, his body suddenly stagnated under the extreme forward rush, and the ebony stick in his hand turned back upside down, blocking it in front of the long knife.

  The accident happened suddenly, but the actions of the visitor showed no panic at all.

   It's like a casual shift.

"when…"

  The sound of collision sounded.

   Zhou Yi's heart sank.

   What I hold in my hand is a precious sword that cuts iron like mud, blows hair and cuts hair, and is blessed with the powerful pure yang iron cloth shirt of the perfect state.

  Even a heavy city gate can be cut in half.

  But it landed on the unremarkable ebony stick, and it failed to cut a crack, and it couldn't make the opponent take half a step back.

  What kind of weapon is the ebony stick?

  What is the cultivation level of this person?

"interesting!"

  Compared to Zhou Yi's surprise, the visitor also raised his eyebrows:

   "You are not very young, but your cultivation and sword skills are pretty good. It's a pity."

  Such a young man with potential, but encountered such a thing, can only be said to be doomed to die young, and he can't blame others.

"Humph!"

  Amidst the soft snort, the bright long knife in front of him suddenly trembled, the blade seemed to disappear, only the light of the knife covered the sky and covered the ground.

  Blood Knife Technique—Blood River Flows!

  Zhou Yigang clenched his teeth and stepped forward, his whole body trembling, a terrifying force erupted from his body, rushing along his arm to the tip of the knife.

  Just the howling wind of the knife left marks on the giant tree several feet away.

  Earth.

   It cracked even more, and smoke and dust came out.

   "Good boy!"

  Such a fierce, sharp but exquisite sword technique made the heart of the visitor jump, and the ebony stick stirred in the air and hit the shadow of the sword.

   "Peng!"

   "Boom..."

  When the two collided, there was no collision of gold and iron, and no sparks splashing, but only the dull sound and the roar of dissipated energy.

   Innate!

  Although there were speculations, Zhou Yi's face still changed color after it was confirmed.

  Different from warriors in the Realm of True Qi, every move of the Xiantian Grandmaster carries an unstoppable terrifying power.

  zhenqi, congenital zhenqi, just added two words, the inside is completely different.

  In Zhou Yi's perception, there seemed to be a bomb hidden on the opponent's ebony stick, and every time it collided, a huge force gushed out.

   A few feet away, the force is violent and unstoppable.

  Compared to him, he was inferior in strength by more than a notch.

  The long knife just hit it, and the knife was scattered.

  If it wasn't for the fact that the Blood Knife's saber technique had been perfected, the saber's momentum was uniform and not stagnant, or it would have been unbearable after just a few collisions.

"kill!"

  Swallowing in his mouth, the ground under Zhou Yi's feet suddenly sank, and the whole figure appeared beside the opponent as if teleporting, slashing sharply with a knife.

   Xueliang's blade slashed out, and there was a sound like rumbling and thundering.

   "Good boy!"

  As soon as the voice of the visitor was raised, Xiantian Gang came out through his body, and the stick in his hand was like a madman, stirring all directions, and greeted the incoming long knife.

   "Shua!"

  Zhou Yi stepped forward again, moved away first, and rushed again.

  He went all out, his body was on fire, his flesh was red, every step he took, the ground would crack, and the stones would roll and explode, just like a heavy road roller crushing the ground.

  The knife became more and more violent and fierce.

  Over the years, he has never had such a hard time.

"when…"

   Accompanied by a harsh noise.

  The man came back with a stick, and his feet made more than a dozen shallow footprints on the rocky ground, and he didn't stop until his back hit a big tree.

   "Blood Knife Technique!"

  Looking at Zhou Yi, the visitor's eyes flickered:

   "Unexpectedly, after a few decades, Luoshan Xuedao Sect, which has declined, has a figure like a blood knife master."

   "Forcing the old man to retreat with mere zhenqi and great cultivation, you are proud of yourself, junior!"

   "Mad Wand!"

  Zhou Yi also spoke slowly:

   "Your Excellency is the innate master Li Jingyang!"

  There are only a handful of innate masters in Liang Guo. The opponent hid his martial skills at the beginning, but after all, he displayed his unique skills under the pressure of the blood knife.

  Mad Wand!

  Grandmaster Li Jingyang!

"good."

  Li Jingyang did not deny it, and nodded calmly:

   "It's the old man."

   "Senior." Zhou Yi muffled:

   "What happened today, I can swear that I will never let it out, can I stop here?"

   "Haha..." Li Jingyang laughed loudly when he heard the words:

   "Boy, do you think it's possible?"

   "Once this matter is leaked, do you know how many people will die and how many families will be destroyed? Although Li doesn't have many descendants, it is impossible for him to take such a big risk."

   "It must be like this?" Zhou Yi tightened his hand with the knife:

   "Although the senior is an innate, Zhou is not afraid. I don't know how confident you are that you can stay with me!"

   "Junior." Li Jingyang stopped laughing and said coldly:

   "Do you really think that you can escape by forcing this old man? You underestimate a genius too much. Even I dare to besiege and kill people who cultivate immortals, and a mere junior dares to speak loudly."

   "Death!"

   Killing intent together, nothing else to say.

  He stepped on a chain, his body was like a ghost, and he turned into several afterimages. The ebony stick in his hand pointed out many afterimages, and fell towards Zhou Yi as a hood.

  The stick shadow looks useless, but it actually hides the power of terror.

   Click on the tree, and the tree shatters.

  Tap on the rock, and the rock shatters.

   Zhou Yi's breathing stagnated, and his whole body tensed instantly. The extreme warning made his heart beat wildly, and his blood surged like boiling water.

  Blood Knife—The sky is missing!

  The dazzling blade light cut into the stick shadow, and the strange power burst out instantly.

  In terms of cultivation, he is far inferior to the opponent.

   But fortunately, the pure yang iron cloth shirt in the perfect state is somewhat resistant to innate qi, and its swordsmanship and martial arts are slightly better than the opponent.

more importantly…

  Li Jingyang is injured!

   Besieged and killed a Qi-refining cultivator. Although he succeeded in the end, the people who participated did not pay the price, and Li Jingyang was injured.

  Strength,

   Far from being able to play 100%.

   This gave Zhou Yi a chance.

   "Peng!"

   "Dangdang..."

   There was a sound of collision, and as the innate qi raged, the shadow of the stick in the field gradually wrapped the light of the knife, and compressed it to a few feet.

  The innate zhenqi is endless, and when it is almost exhausted, the retreat zhenqi consumes a little bit, and the recovery power is far from comparable.

   After a moment of stalemate, Zhou Yi showed signs of decline.

   "Death!"

   Li Jingyang opened his eyes wide, ready to make a killer move.

  At this moment, a bright light suddenly appeared, like a shooting star from outside the sky across the void, and there was a decisive murder hidden in the beauty.

   All in one throw!

  The ground under Zhou Yi's feet shattered suddenly, amidst the flying rocks and mud, all the energy and energy were gathered together, and all of them were poured into the long sword.

not good!

  Li Jingyang's heart was beating wildly, his body suddenly turned over against common sense, and the ebony stick in his hand was suddenly retracted, trying to block the incoming long knife.

   "Zi..."

  The blade rubbed against the ebony stick, changed its direction slightly, and continued to draw towards the throat.

  Time seems to be frozen here.

   Zhou Yi's eyes lit up, looking at the blade heading towards the throat. Although the opponent tried his best to dodge, it was already doomed.

   Li Jingyang's eyes dimmed and he sighed softly.

"Hey!"

   Sigh, full of helplessness.

   Just when the blade was close to the skin of the throat and was about to cut into it, a dazzling golden light suddenly emerged from Li Jingyang's body.

"when…"

  Golden light burst out, and the long knife was bounced far away.

"Uh…"

  Zhou Yi's eyes were dull, with a dazed expression:

"what is that?"

   "Golden Light Amulet." Li Jingyang landed lightly, and said slowly:

   "It's a medium-grade amulet that I bought at a huge price. There are only three of them in total. Unexpectedly, I used two of them just today."

  Although it hurts, it's worth it.

  Before besieging and besieging the monk of Qixuanmen Qi Refining, he relied on a golden light amulet to avoid serious injuries, and this time he was also saved from disaster.

  However, the previous amulet was shattered with one blow, and the current one can still be used.

   "Junior."

  Looking at Zhou Yi, Li Jingyang was amazed:

   "It's really amazing to be able to push this old man to such a point. If I don't die today, I'm afraid I'll be another old monster Lin in the future."

"Pity!"

  Shaking his head, he pounced lightly, and the ebony stick in his hand was far away.

  Has a talisman to protect the body, he is not defending this time, he has a lore move, relying on his superb body skills and superior cultivation to crush.

  Tian bergamot!

  Zhou Yi's face was gloomy, sometimes he was a compassionate Buddha, and sometimes he was a ferocious ghost.

   Li Jingyang admired Zhou Yi's palm technique even more.

   so old.

   Physically as strong as innate, with extraordinary sword skills and palm skills, if it is not for poor cultivation, I am afraid that even if he has a talisman to protect his body, he will not be an opponent.

   Really, what a pity.

  Sighing in his heart, his murderous intent became more intense.

   "Shua!"

  A silver light flashed in front of his eyes, Li Jingyang subconsciously tightened his body, and then his face showed a smile.

   This trick again!

   This move is really good, even if it is an innate master, it is extremely difficult to dodge, but now that he has a magic talisman body, there is no need to dodge at all.

as expected.

  When the silver ingot collided with the golden light, only a few ripples could be caused.

  Before that knife could dim the golden light.

  Looking at Zhou Yi again, his eyes are full of despair, after all, his body skills are not as good as the opponent's, and his cultivation base is even more insufficient. Even if he goes all out now, he can't hurt his opponent.

   How to fight this?

  Pray for mercy?

  Hoping that a master will just show up and save him?

   "Peng!"

  The stick was drawn, and it roared with strength.

  Zhou Yi's expression froze, and he clasped his hands together in a gesture of respect.

  Heavenly bergamot—ten thousand Buddhas court!

   "Boom!"

  Smoke and dust were everywhere, and a bright light appeared again.

  Li Jingyang shook his head, although Qiankun is powerful, it is useless, and every time it is used, it will consume a lot of energy, the opponent is crazy.

  The idea just fell.

   "Poof!"

  An ice-cold feeling emerges from between the eyebrows.

  Li Jingyang's body froze, he touched his forehead with his hand, and what caught his eyes was his blood-stained palm.

"how…"

"possible?"

   "Nothing is impossible." Zhou Yi's face was pale, and his body trembled slightly due to loss of strength. Hearing this, he said slowly:

   "Could it be that only Your Excellency has the skills of immortals, but not the subordinates?"

   Li Jingyang could no longer hear what he said.

  The corpse fell heavily on his back, revealing a jade hairpin on the ground behind him.

  Wu Tianwang's precious sword is indeed sharp, but it is not the sharpest thing on Zhou Yi's body. The sharpest thing is the hosta obtained from the treasure house of the Green Bamboo Gang.

  Using this object to inspire Qian Kun to throw a throw, and without Li Jingyang not dodging, he really hit with one blow, breaking the golden light of the body shield.

  (end of this chapter)

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