“Bang bang bang!!!”
The entire courtyard was shaken by the continuous explosions like firecrackers, but each house was undamaged.
Although Daoyu wanted to kill people, he also knew not to cause abnormal phenomena.
Even when he just wants to capture someone and take them away, he cannot let others know that a battle has broken out here.
Therefore, while he had already covered this place with restrictions, he also isolated and protected the courtyard walls and houses to prevent his hands from being affected.
Li Yan knew at a glance that this person had been doing many secret murders in the city, and his techniques were very sophisticated.
One breath, two breaths... Blood arrows continued to fly from Li Yan's body, and his skin and flesh were torn apart.
Dao Yu, who was opposite him, was also a little frightened at this moment.
"This is a Golden Core cultivator? So what if he is a physically powerful physical cultivator? How can he fight against me..."
Although only two breaths had passed, Daoyu had already stirred up a storm in his heart.
When he collided with the opponent with his first blow, he sneered in his heart. This was the situation where the opponent had no choice but to fight against him.
"It's just a dying struggle!"
This was the thought in his mind at that time. Of course, he did not use all his strength. He still wanted to search the soul to get the whereabouts of Zhao Min from the opponent's sea of consciousness.
Then there is this kid's weird and extremely fast body and magical powers.
The next moment, Dao Yu almost bit his tongue. His punch and elbow collided with each other instantly. However, he did not see the opponent's arm break, the limbs flying everywhere, and he was beaten everywhere in an instant.
The scene of going out.
But when the opponent's elbow sleeve exploded instantly, his fist also felt sore and swollen, making him feel uncomfortable immediately.
Daoyu was startled and immediately became a little bit disdainful.
"This is an extremely powerful physical practitioner!"
Then the strength in his hands increased, and he punched hundreds of times with each breath, each punch becoming more powerful than the last.
Since he wanted to capture the opponent alive, of course he did not dare to attack with all his strength, lest he beat the opponent until even the golden elixir was turned into powder.
In this way, he could only continue to strengthen his strength little by little. Every time he strengthened his strength, Daoyu became more and more frightened. By the third breath, he had used 30% of his strength.
Although the opponent had been beaten to a bloody pulp by him since the second breath, he had not yet felt any signs of physical exhaustion from the opponent. On the contrary, he became more and more fierce, and he was completely different from before.
He usually only needs about 10% of his strength to defeat a mid- to late-stage Jindan cultivator.
Maybe with just one blow, the opponent's physical body will be basically destroyed, and then the opponent's soul will be absorbed directly.
"This is almost the same as the physical training of some fake infants that I have seen at the Dacheng state! He also has a body-refining technique that may be top-notch?"
Daoyu judged more things in just a moment.
"What is the relationship between Zhao Min and this person? Zhao Min, who is also from the human race, came to see him. The two must have been more than just acquaintances before.
Since there are so many people
Secret, if these methods are used now, Zhao Min can subdue her instantly without any precautions, and there won’t be much doubt."
By this moment, Daoyu had already concluded that Li Yan was carrying a valuable treasure, and his origins were definitely not simple.
As a Nascent Soul cultivator, his knowledge is not comparable to those of Xing Bo. He can judge many things with just a few clues.
After three breaths, Li Yan had exerted his strength to the extreme, reaching his limit.
"That's all. If his magic power continues to increase, he will be able to capture me in just a few breaths."
Li Yan's forehead and corners of his eyes were cracked. They were injured by the opponent's tyrannical power.
He also knew that the other party was deliberately holding back his hand, because he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his hand and would be completely beaten to death with one blow.
Once you find that you can no longer resist his enhanced attacks, you will know where your limits are.
At that time, the opponent can easily capture him alive as long as he controls his strength.
Now, the entire courtyard has been sealed by the opponent, like a prison. He can't escape, and his resistance has reached its limit.
Since the other party wanted to search for souls, Li Yan was sure that the other party would not kill him directly. This was his only chance to give it a try.
However, this was just Li Yan's instant thought. If he wanted to sneak attack on a Nascent Soul, such an opportunity basically did not exist.
But how could Li Yan be someone who was willing to wait for death? The moment he knew what cultivating an immortal was, he knew that he would not grow old like a mortal.
There were blood drops dripping from the corners of Li Yan's cracked eyes, but his eyes did not blink at all, allowing the blood to soak into them.
In a blood-red field of vision, just after three breaths, Li Yan's momentum has reached its peak, three and a half breaths, four breaths...
"Hehehe, this is your strongest attack!"
Daoyu kept bombarding the opponent, and at this time he judged the final strength of the human monk.
At this time, the man's figure continued to retreat under each blow, and the bones on his body made a shocking "click" sound.
Every time he received a blow, the human monk's skin would burst open with several long blood holes, and the bones could be seen deep.
"Then let me see if you have anything to hide, hum!"
After Daoyu observed the opponent for a breath and a half, he still didn't believe that the opponent's strength had been fully exposed.
He was afraid that he would lose control and give the other party time to self-destruct. He had seen this kind of thing too many times.
As the magic power in his body surged slightly, Daoyu slashed his palm horizontally and slashed towards Li Yan's neck.
If the opponent is unable to block this attack, he will withdraw his power in an instant and directly knock the opponent unconscious.
Li Yan's green shirt was already in tatters and turned into blue-black. The wounds on his body were like a baby's open mouth. As he dodge violently,
Blood gushed out.
Seeing the opponent cut him off with his palm, Li Yan's eyes were blood red, he let out a low roar like a beast in his throat, and he suddenly raised his arms to support him.
"boom!"
First there was the sound of palms clashing, and then a large area of silver and golden light erupted from the point of collision between the two.
Li Yan's body sank suddenly.
"Click!" There was another crisp sound, and his forearm bent down at a strange angle.
A piece of white bone stubble stabbed out from the strong muscle with a series of blood beads.
Li Yan didn't care about this at all. The severe pain seemed to arouse his ferocity. He even ignored the broken arm and violently raised his legs and knees to hit the opponent's crotch.
Daoyu's face turned dark and became even colder.
“I really can’t cry until I see the coffin!”
While Li Yan was attacking, Dao Yu also turned sideways, raised his legs and bent his knees with the same force, and hit Li Yan's knees in a similar posture.
There was another loud "Bang!", and a dazzling light burst out from between their knees, and Li Yan was knocked away in an instant.
The knee of one of his legs was a mess, with many broken bone fragments flying out, and several strong broken tendons exposed, like broken grass floating out of the leg.
And his entire consciousness fell into a semi-coma.
He fought head-on with a Nascent Soul, knowing that he was unparalleled in body refining, and the other party also kept his hand. However, due to the huge gap in realm and the equally powerful body of the White Demon, he was beaten to a semi-crippling state in less than five breaths.
Seeing that Li Yan's consciousness was beginning to fade away, how could Dao Yu miss such an opportunity?
As soon as his feet hit the ground, he was already following him like a shadow, and his palms turned into claws and clasped towards the opponent's Tianling Cap again. He had to search for the soul quickly, as he had spent enough time here.
He was afraid that something might happen to Zhao Min.
Not surprisingly, his palm successfully touched the other person's hair.
Just as he closed his fingers together and buckled down, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his palm.
Then, in Daoyu's stunned and painful expression, he saw a black hair suddenly grow out of the other person's head.
The black hair was very abrupt, and it looked so dazzling among Li Yan's short and long hair.
Even though Daoyu's body was more powerful than Li Yan's, the black hair was pierced directly through his palm.
"Hiss! Damn it, magic weapon sneak attack!"
He couldn't help but gasp, and raised his palm suddenly. He already realized that the other party used a magic weapon to turn into a hair and sneak attack on him.
Before, he thought it was just a piece of hair without any problem, without any special fluctuations in the power of the Five Elements, so he grabbed a handful of it.
Under the severe pain, Dao Yu suddenly withdrew his palm.
At this time, Li Yan, who was under his palm, had a somewhat relaxed expression, and suddenly his expression changed.
Suddenly he became clear and clear, and a pair of blood-red eyes blinked at him strangely.
Li Yan's strange expression made Dao Yu unable to react at all.
The next moment, he knew the reason. A force suddenly came from the palm of his hand that he quickly withdrew. This force instantly reached the depths of his soul.
His originally rock-solid soul suddenly felt a trace of pain, and his body in mid-air paused slightly.
As his body paused, an almost imperceptible spatial fluctuation came from the back of his head, but it was just a fluctuation.
Daoyu didn't feel any power of the Five Elements, but the hair on his body stood up in an instant.
The life-and-death confrontation with the black demons all year round suddenly reminded him of the hair that had no power of the Five Elements just now.
He tilted his head sharply.
"Poof!" There was a muffled sound.
A long black spike flew in from behind Daoyu's right ear, then flew out of his right eye socket, flying into the distance with a big eyeball still dripping with blood.
"Ah!" Daoyu screamed, and his body quickly shot to the side.
At this sudden change, Li Yan immediately touched the ground with one leg and stabilized his body again.
At the same time, he moved his hand, a black light flashed, and a long black thorn flew into his hand.
There was a long thorn on one end of the needle, with a blue eye, and blood was still dripping from it.
Looking at the white demon monk who had just stood up and looked up with blood on his face, Li Yan screamed in his heart.
"Even if the opponent kept a secret attack, it still failed to succeed. What a pity!"
In the end, Li Yan did not hesitate to inflict heavy physical injuries to paralyze the opponent, and used Gui and Yi to separate the water stabs to set up an ambush, but in the end he did not go as expected.
The soul of this white demon monk was so powerful that Li Yan could not predict it. After he was injured on his palm, he was only affected by Guiyi's water thorn and he woke up without even half a breath.
Li Yan's last fatal blow was noticed by the opponent, but he dodged it and failed to penetrate the skull from the back of the head.
If that were the case, it could directly severely damage the sea of consciousness and the soul.
Daoyu stabilized his body and looked sharply at the ordinary-looking human monk in front of him. One of his eye sockets was already filled with black holes.
One of those beautiful blue eyes was missing. Although there was blood surging in the eye sockets, like a blood tide, no more drops could flow out. He used magic to seal it inside.
This made his originally handsome and unusually handsome appearance become intimidating and terrifying, like a demon from hell.
What made Dao Yu even more uncomfortable was that it was not just an eyeball that was taken away by the unknown thorn at this moment, but also two holes, one large and one small, seemed to be nailed into his soul.
Deep in his soul came waves of unbearable pain, and he just wanted to keep shouting loudly to vent this pain, which was not comparable to physical trauma at all.
This chapter has been completed!