Here, he could no longer sense where his true self was.
After all, he had never completed the ritual, and his manipulation of the Evil Suppressing Seal was limited to guidance. Not only could he control a living dead, but he also wanted to break through the 333-foot distance limit, and he had to temporarily lose his perception of the body.
This is naturally extremely dangerous.
Therefore, he waited until he was in prison and in a relatively safe environment before using the living dead.
At the same time, a quick decision must be made.
boom!
As soon as his mind moved, before he finished speaking, he had already stepped heavily.
With just one step, the house he stood on collapsed, and as the dust billowed and spread, it started to spread from top to bottom, carrying the force of thunder.
Killed Xiao Qingfeng who looked shocked!
Don't give it any time to react.
"who are you?!"
"You dare to break into the Xiao family manor?! Where are the people on patrol, are all dead? They were tricked into the martial arts arena by thieves."
"Come die!"
After a brief silence, the martial arts arena was filled with excitement, and all the guards drew their swords and charged forward.
"Your bow?"
Xiao Qingfeng took a few steps back, stretched his strong bow, and shot out a series of arrows. The air flow tore apart, and he was extremely ferocious.
At the same time, I was also surprised in my heart.
When he heard this, the first thing he thought of was Yang Yu, but he immediately rejected it.
Although the prison of Tianlang Pass is not an iron wall, it is absolutely impossible to enter the prison with one foot in front and escape with the other foot.
So this person is from the Liu family?
Zheng!
When Xiao Qingfeng's thoughts changed, he heard the sound of clanging swords, like the roar of dragons and tigers, echoing in the huge martial arts arena.
The man in black robe was so fast that he seemed to be able to move on the wind. He was in mid-air and had no leverage, so he moved several times to avoid his continuous arrows.
At the same time, the sword came out like a dragon, swinging away the swords of the guards who were rushing towards him.
Zhengzhengzheng!
One sword is like a thousand swords!
To be selected by the Xiao family as Xiao Qingfeng's bodyguards, these people's martial arts skills are not bad. Almost all of them are masters who have exchanged blood for more than six or seven times. They are elite.
But what Yang Yu was controlling at this time was a powerful warrior who had exchanged blood for thirteen times!
Although he can only use the martial arts he has learned, with the blessing of his vigorous blood and inner breath, his power is almost as powerful as when his own strength is at full strength.
And this is because this body has been severely injured and has some difficulty in exerting force.
Danglanglang~
Xiao Qingfeng only took three steps back and shot four arrows. Then he saw the sword light rolling like a tide, and the dozens of guards chosen by the clan for him were completely defeated.
The more alert ones also had their swords knocked away, and the ones who retreated a little slower were suddenly killed with a sword!
In an instant, blood was spilled on the martial arts field.
"ah!"
Screams came and went.
With just one contact, these guards seemed to be greatly frightened. The martial arts of the visitor was probably more than ten times higher than theirs.
When did the young master offend such a master?
"Master, leave quickly!"
There was a long and shrill scream, and a master of the guard pounced and intercepted like crazy.
But how can they stop Yang Prison?
He swung his sword away with a single step and stepped on his head into his chest. Using the power of this step, he crossed another ten feet and slashed Xiao Qingfeng away with his sword.
quick!
Almost reaching the limit!
From the time he appeared, from when he was killed, to when more than a dozen guards had their heads removed, and the sword force threatened Xiao Qingfeng, it only took a few breaths.
Dozens of deadly battles on the Liuji Mountain battlefield have forged Yang Yu's superb killing skills, which are brutal and fierce.
The accumulation of inner energy may be achieved through retreat, but attack skills can only be honed between blood and fire.
Therefore, the killing masters of all dynasties all came from the battlefield!
It is precisely because of this that Yang Yu chooses to spend a lot of ingredients and precious energy to enter the fantasy world of Liuji Mountain even though he returns without success again and again!
"How dare you, rat!"
Xiao Qingfeng's eyes were about to burst when he saw it.
The desperate interception of many guards gave him a breather, and seeing the fierce swordsmanship of the incoming man was enough for him to drop the Four Elephant Bow and pick up the troops beside him.
A long sword with black and white textures.
Buzz!
With a sword in his hand, the shock on Xiao Qingfeng's face and the ripples in his heart disappeared. In the blink of an eye, the long sword flicked, amidst the sound of blasts of strong wind.
Fight back and attack!
The moment the long sword was drawn out, the whole body was ignited by the fire-like Zhen Gang, emitting billowing heat waves and light.
Bless yourself and your sword skills.
Great strength blooms, and the sword shines sharply.
when!
The two swords clashed, and then, there was a sound of gold and iron as fine as rain hitting plantains.
Seeing how ferocious the incoming person was, Xiao Qingfeng did not dare to make the slightest move. As his inner energy moved him, his body moved around, dancing like a forest of swords.
The direction of the long sword may be elegant and majestic, or contain restrained murderous intent, or be strange and treacherous, or majestic, or be sharp-edged, dangerous and violent.
Thirty years of practice are vividly displayed.
However, the more he fought, the more frightened he became.
The exquisiteness of the opponent's swordsmanship cannot be compared with his own, and it can even be said that it is simply without any fancy.
However, such mediocre swordsmanship always put him in a dilemma. In the end, he was almost killed and was sweating.
The various exquisite sword techniques he mastered were actually unable to be used at all. Every time he wanted to unleash a killing move, he was forced to hold back.
After doing this three times, I was so uncomfortable that I almost vomited blood.
Zheng!
The violent sound of gold and iron rubbing against each other echoed throughout the night.
The sword swung open, splitting the air current, and Yang Yu moved with the wind. Before he could reach the ground, he stepped on the air and moved. The sword was shining like a dragon probing its head, showing its ferocious murderous intent.
He doesn't often use swords, and mostly uses them to fight enemies. However, the swords themselves have something in common, and using the sword to perform sword moves is even more strange.
But Xiao Qingfeng is no ordinary person. Although it seems that he is performing an excellent sword technique, in fact, there are at least a dozen sets of intermediate sword techniques interspersed in it.
What is especially rare is that all the sword techniques echo each other, and one person can form a sword formation, which is extremely powerful.
It's a pity that people like him may have rich practical combat experience, but they have never had the experience of fighting to the death with anyone.
The threat level is far less than that of the poisonous old man.
Clang!
There were several more collisions.
"That's too much!"
Xiao Qingfeng retreated continuously, his face turned extremely red.
Woo~
Suddenly, he opened his mouth and let out a long breath.
Every time he inhaled, it was very violent. The air flow visible to the naked eye flowed into his mouth like water, and when he spit it out, it was like a strong wind.
With his breath, the 'Red Fire True Gang' all over his body was instantly burned.
Just like a fire taking advantage of the wind, it can surge several times in one moment.
Zheng!
Xiao Qingfeng came again, pushing forward with his sword, but it was like a shower of meteors falling from the sky. Every spark was a fierce sword move, connected with each other, layer upon layer, sweeping through the sky like a tide and a wave.
The red fire zhengang swirling around it submerged into the sword body like real flowing water.
The sword light then skyrocketed, more than several times.
While the sword light was in and out, the whistling air flow and the strong wind were completely shattered.
"die!"
Xiao Qingfeng roared loudly, and the sword force changed again, like a dragon fish leaping out of the tide, trying to climb the dragon gate or ascend the dragon platform.
Thousands of swords are all a foil!
This sword was really like the finishing touch. This single change outweighed all the previous changes. Even Yang Yu's expression changed when he saw it.
"This sword..."
When the sword was slashed out, Xiao Qingfeng's heart was filled with excitement.
I just feel extremely happy, I just feel hearty, I just feel that the bottleneck that has troubled me for many years seems to be loosened at this moment.
This is the summary of all my swordsmanship skills in the past thirty years, and it is at its peak, making further progress!
"good!"
This is the first time Yang Yu has spoken since he drew his sword.
Hoarse and high-pitched.
Facing Xiao Qingfeng's extremely powerful sword, the sword he wanted to strike was somewhat dwarfed by comparison.
But swordsmanship is not his strong point.
Therefore, as the two swords intersected, and sword light poured down like a tide, he stepped down a little, and stepped on the bluestone ground in the air, and the whole person was raised three feet higher.
Avoiding the head-on collision of the sword, the ape's arm immediately stretched out, pulled back again, and pinched the five fingers together, as if holding all the wind in the sky between the five fingers.
Then, it pushed the golden mountain and bombarded it down like an inverted jade pillar!
Boom!
When this punch is thrown out, it seems to be accompanied by wind and thunder, and it is like a huge mountain collapsing, followed by a large wind, like a dragon swooping down from the clouds.
It is majestic and grand, but also unabashedly heroic and domineering.
But it was exactly what he first realized when he first saw him in Ziliuji Mountain, and when he saw the man in golden armor defeating Fang Qidao.
Domination punch!
boom!
It was like thunder exploding in my heart, and it was extremely terrifying.
"This is……"
Xiao Qingfeng's eyes widened.
In less than an instant, he fell from the heaven about to break through to the hell about to die. The huge contrast almost made him vomit blood and go crazy.
Domination punch!
This is the dominating fist of Zhang Xuanba, the first person in the Ming Dynasty’s military, the God of Martial Saint and King of Zhao of the West!
"No!"
A bone-chilling cold wave descended, and Xiao Qingfeng felt as if his blood had been frozen.
'I will die with this punch!'
fear!
An unprecedented horror filled my heart.
But this year's flash was only for a moment, and it turned into a raging rage.
"Am I going to die?!"
"What a joke!"
Extreme anger filled his heart, Xiao Qingfeng finally reacted, and his sword force suddenly pulled back, as if he was about to jump into the dragon gate and then fell down.
The divine free and easy spirit turned into a raging anger that blocked the way.
Spewing out!
call!
It seemed like a bright sun was falling on the martial arts arena, and the bright light that rose instantly almost blinded the eyes of many guards, guests, and experts who came after hearing the sound.
Immediately, there was a sudden explosion of heavy thunder.
Boom!
The earth shook, and sand and gravel flew.
Centered around the collision between the two, nearly ten feet of the ground completely collapsed and was flattened by terrifying air waves, sinking more than a foot.
The smoke and dust stirred up, causing pain to the faces of many guards who dared to come.
"No!"
Some people's eyes are about to burst, and some people are so angry that they are crazy.
However, Xiao Qingfeng himself couldn't feel anything anymore, he only felt himself rising lightly and mistyly.
I saw the horrific scene of gravel flying, I saw the figure in black robe punching from top to bottom, and I also saw myself with blood spurting all over my body and my muscles and bones rubbing against each other.
"I'm dying……"
Absolute darkness and unwillingness surged into my heart at the same time.
"Um?!"
In the middle of the air wave, Yang Yu, who was about to hit Xiao Qingfeng to death with one punch, frowned. This punch was not fully effective.
A hazy but tough aperture appeared at some point, isolating himself from Xiao Qingfeng, blocking the last burst of his strength!
symbol?
Talisman?
The thought of surprise flashed past, and in the distance, there was also a roar of anger or fear:
"Show mercy!"
"stop!"
"You can't kill him, stop it!"
…
Can't kill him?
"Are you kidding..."
His eyes turned cold, and without any hesitation, Yang Yu stood up and raised his fists, fierce and domineering.
It doesn’t matter what kind of young master you are, what face you have, what kind of family you are, or what kind of genius you are.