However, it turns out that Yang He thought too much.
The moment before he was stabbed, Lin Xiaodong used his first teleportation in this battle and successfully moved to another place.
Yang He felt that the person in front of him suddenly disappeared, and then a figure appeared out of thin air beside him.
"Teleport?
careful!"
Yang Jianfeng originally thought that his son had a chance to win, but unexpectedly the situation took a turn for the worse and Lin Xiaodong regained his advantage. He was so frightened that he stood up.
Yang He also suddenly felt the fatal danger, but unfortunately he was unable to respond with his reflexes. Even if Yang Jianfeng wanted to provide support, the water from far away could not save the fire from near, and there was nothing he could do.
After a moment, Yang He felt his waist was hit by a distance, and his whole body flew out, smashing a wall of the city lord's mansion.
Lin Xiaodong, on the other hand, still stood in the same position as he was kicking, looking coldly at Yang He who fell in the ruins.
He borrowed Song Qing's natural strength for this leg, and borrowed 100% of the strength. Yang He would probably be paralyzed this time, even if he didn't die.
Yang Jianfeng jumped up and rushed to check on his son's condition.
Fortunately, Yang Hegui was the son of the city lord, and he had countless life-saving means. There was a treasure called a life-locking bracelet, which opened the shield at the last moment when he was kicked, which at least saved his life.
And as long as you get timely treatment, you won't be paralyzed.
Seeing that his son's life was not in danger, Yang Jianfeng felt relieved and shouted: "Here, take him to Renji Medical Center and find the best doctor!"
After that, he looked at Lin Xiaodong coldly, suppressing his anger and said: "Lin Xiaodong, you broke into my city lord's mansion today and hurt my son. You must not be able to do anything good at this time.
However, as long as you promise to kneel down and apologize to us, then we can still forgive you for your youth and frivolity..." Lin Xiaodong scolded: "Old man, stop talking, hurry up and bring me the holy water, your grandfather, I can still forgive you.
Alzheimer's disease!"
Yang Jianfeng was furious: "Okay, if you don't have to drink wine as a penalty, I have to kill you today!" After saying that, he pulled out his sword and pounced on Lin Xiaodong with a gleaming cold light.
Although he was filled with rage, he still did not underestimate the enemy, but calmed down and dealt with it seriously.
From this point alone, it can be seen that Yang Jianfeng's cultivation level is much higher than that of his son, so he must not be careless.
Lin Xiaodong's eyes became more serious, and he also took out the sword he carried with him. Although the quality was not as good as the one in Yang Jianfeng's hand, it was still good.
For Lin Xiaodong now, having the weapon handy is the most important thing.
He took several of Yang Jianfeng's moves forcefully and felt his jaws numb. It seemed that the opponent's strength was at least the sixth or seventh level of Shenhe Realm, and the pressure it brought to him was no less than that of Gu Huo.
The origin of Yang Jianfeng's swordsmanship is unknown. It can turn his magic power into a kind of strong cold air, which not only adheres to the sword, but can also continuously penetrate towards Lin Xiaodong, affecting the opponent's actions.
Lin Xiaodong faced his various tricky attacks and was almost seriously injured several times because of the cold air.
"Hahaha, this is our Yang family's unique Han Yan Jue, do you feel it?
The cold air is seeping into your limbs and bones. In the end, you will be unable to move like a paralyzed person and watch yourself being killed by me!" Lin Xiaodong looked at this all-pervasive cold air with disdain. This thing is harmful to others.
It is said to have some lethality, but for him, it is simply something that can be cracked in an instant.
He immediately released the Samadhi True Fire. While fighting Yang Jianfeng, the cold air generated by the Cold Smoke Art continued to evaporate under its scorching heat, and it disappeared completely within a short time.
Yang Jianfeng was stunned: "How is that possible?
What kind of flame are you..." Although he was shocked, he did not give up, but continued to activate his magic power, hoping to engage in a war of attrition with Lin Xiaodong.
But under the powerful suppression of Samadhi True Fire, his cold energy disappears without a trace every time you summon it, and even half of its effectiveness is gone.
Not only that, if he continues to use this strategy, his mana will be quickly consumed.
"Bah! Forget it, it seems that your technique is slightly more powerful than my Cold Smoke Art, so let's try this move on you!"
As he spoke, Yang Jianfeng bit the tip of his tongue, and a stream of cold dark blood spurted onto the sword in his hand.
The blood quickly seeped into the sword as soon as it touched it, and produced strange changes on the sword.
A lot of blood-black frost appeared on the sword, wrapping it as if it were a piece of sharp ice.
Even the true fire of Samadhi cannot burn away these frosts.
Yang Jianfeng's retreat this time was not only a breakthrough in realm, he was also comprehending the most difficult swordsmanship passed down from the Yang family's ancestors.
It is also the legendary "Blue Blood Sword Technique"! It sounds like it sounds a bit homophonic to the evil sword technique, but this "Blue Blood Sword Technique" does not have as harsh conditions as the former.
As long as you have the ability to adapt to the cold, you can use this sword technique and your own blood with cold properties to bless the sword body, and the effect is very terrifying.
Legend has it that if you practice to the point of proficiency, the frost formed by the blood will even be highly poisonous, and it will be extremely difficult to remove once it enters the blood.
And if it is not eliminated in time, this cold poison will slowly destroy the poisoned person's cultivation level, and eventually his limbs will be paralyzed and he will become a disabled person.
Several middle-aged people from the Yang family who were also in the Shenhe realm immediately shouted excitedly when they saw Yang Jianfeng's performance.
"The Jade Blood Sword Technique! It's the Jade Blood Sword Technique!"
"I didn't expect that Brother Jianfeng spent nearly a year in seclusion. Not only did he break through the realm, but he also mastered the Blue Blood Sword Technique!"
"Yeah, think about it, no one in our Yang family has mastered the Blue Blood Sword Technique for fifty years, right?
The last senior who possessed the Jade Blood Swordsmanship passed away more than ten years ago."
"Hahahaha, it seems that Lin Xiaodong is dead today. Once the Blue Blood Sword Technique comes out, who in the world can compete with him!"
Yang Jianfeng felt happy when he heard these compliments.
The reason why he didn't announce the news as soon as he came out of seclusion was to find a time to spread the news to the whole city, and now was the best time! Lin Xiaodong had just defeated Gu Huo, and now if he uses the Blue Blood Sword Technique
If Lin Xiaodong is killed, the Yang family's reputation will definitely spread to Wanyan City and other surrounding towns.
At that time, whoever mentioned that the Yang family in Qianshui City should not be afraid of hearing the news! Yang Jianfeng thought proudly, picked up the sword in his hand and stabbed Lin Xiaodong.
"Use your life to establish my reputation as Yang Jianfeng!"