Chapter 360 Murder and heart-breaking! (First update)
Whoo!
In the turbulent night wind, Yang Yu stood against the tree, looking at the old man flying a sword in the distance in front of him and behind him, his eyes were dark, this aura was very familiar to him.
He is the sect leader that everyone in the Golden Knife Sect calls him.
The Tianhai Realm is not equivalent to the real world. The days in the Tianhai Realm fall into the real world, but they are actually only a few hours, from dawn to dusk, that's all.
The first time he returned to the world, he noticed something was wrong. Under his troubles, the big black dog had already become spiritual and would not leave unless something big happened.
After urging the living dead to go out to investigate, he indeed discovered something strange. After using his mind's eye to activate the 'Thousand Miles Soul Locking', he indeed found a familiar aura approaching him at an extremely fast speed.
Therefore, he stopped and waited here.
"Old man..."
Yang Yu slowly vomited.
His spirit was strong and pure, and he vaguely seemed to sense the big black dog that had long recognized its owner. He guessed that the dog must have discovered something, otherwise it would not have been delayed in returning.
only……
Whoosh!
The rolling night wind blew the tree trunks and made a rustling sound.
While running at high speed, Kuang Minghua was shocked and immediately recognized that the person in front of him was the enemy whose name he had heard for a long time but had only seen on the wanted poster.
"Huh?! Yang Prison?! He..."
What Kuang Minghua saw was Yu Fengxian who was following closely behind, and Qi Liuyi also saw it one after another. The two people had different expressions, but they both accelerated the pursuit, especially the former, who activated his true energy and rushed forward wildly.
However, those who practice the Hundred Steps Flying Sword are the same as the sword, and their Qing Gong is extremely fast. Both of them are equipped with Qing Gong, and they are unable to catch up in a short time.
"Yang Prison?!"
Kuang Minghua's expression was moved, surprised, stunned, and then became as violent as boiling and filling the sky.
The fine gold armor was robbed, his son was imprisoned, and this time he was forced to stop digging mountains to escape...
"Okay, okay, okay!"
One after another, with new and old hatreds surging, Kuang Minghua smiled instead of getting angry:
"very good!"
The enemy you were talking about in your heart just a moment ago appears in front of you. How satisfying is this?
However, before he could attack, Yang Yu, who was hundreds of feet away, had already moved.
From extreme stillness to extreme movement, it only takes a moment.
One moment, it was as calm as a flat lake, and the next moment there were huge waves. In an instant, the breath was swirling, and in a trance, it was like an evil dragon rising into the abyss!
boom!
This stomping was so fierce that it seemed like the entire mountain forest would collapse and turn upside down!
The extremely majestic force surged up from the ground, up to the spine, shoulders and back, like a fuse triggering countless thunderbolts and fire bombs, and terrifying levels of energy and blood burst out!
boom!
The surging wind roared and swept in all directions. With the power of a single step, Yang Yu bowed forward, and the air was squeezed by him to create substantial ripples and spread. This was a struggle at an extremely fast speed!
call!
The blood energy and Zhen Gang complement each other, and in the golden and red atmosphere, Yang Yu reaches forward with one arm, and his clothes and long hair are thrown back, as if he is pushing against a mountain.
This explosion was so violent that Kuang Minghua, Yu Fengxian, and Qi Liuyi, who were chasing after them at extremely fast speeds, all had the illusion that the omnipresent airflow in front of them and even the space were being pushed forward by it.
step,
bow,
Step arm!
This series of actions happened in an instant. Before the shock and anger flashed in Kuang Minghua's eyes, a swift and violent wind had already hit his face from a distance of dozens of feet.
What followed was a voice that was bone-chilling and without any warmth:
"There is a road to heaven if you don't take it..."
"Um?!"
Under the flying messy hair, shock and confusion flashed across Kuang Minghua's face. How could this kid...
At this moment, the power that erupted from the mountain forest was almost as strong as the two people behind him. It even surpassed it in terms of fierceness and domineering?
Didn’t the intelligence say that this person had experienced a hard battle when he killed Nie Wendong?!
How could He De, a trash like Nie Wendong who doesn't work hard and doesn't distinguish between grains and grains, fight against this person?!
Shocked, stunned, disbelieving...
It only took a moment for all kinds of thoughts to surge up. After all, Kuang Minghua had been in the world for a long time and had already formed the existence of hundreds of scriptures. After a moment, he suppressed all kinds of distracting thoughts.
"die!"
The extremely angry voice came out, and the hurricane that was rushing forward could not be blown away.
As Yang Yu stepped forward and reached for his palms, a cold sword light bloomed, blooming like a falling moon, filling the night of the mountain forest.
Zheng~~~
The sound of the sword sounded, and the light of the sword leaked out like mercury to the ground, filling the sky with a coldness that penetrated people's hearts, revealing a terrifying flavor that could kill everything with one strike!
The Hundred Steps Flying Sword was once a pure assassin's sword!
Four hundred years ago, the master of the Qixuan Sect relied on his flying sword to assist Taizu Zhang Yuanzhu in assassinating many powerful men when the kings were fighting for hegemony. He became famous throughout the world.
At this moment, under the extreme shock and anger, Kuang Minghua felt that his swordsmanship had improved again, and in a trance, he seemed to have touched a deeper principle of swordsmanship.
'Is this the real secret of the Hundred-Step Flying Sword?'
Even though he knew that there were chasing troops behind him and powerful enemies in front of him, Kuang Minghua couldn't help but feel distracted for a moment.
Until an even greater roar resounded!
Boom!
The emptying of air waves is like a tsunami. The waves are boiling and rolling up heavy air currents.
Yang Yu was like a dragon riding on the wind, full of strength. His palm was pushed out halfway, and he suddenly pulled back. This time, he pulled back all the waves of air flow and wind that he had stirred up!
Click, click, click!
The five fingers flicked to explode the air flow, and they suddenly squeezed tightly, as if they had grasped the rolling air waves, the boiling blood, and the most powerful true power into the palm of his hand!
Then,
With Kuang Minghua's trembling face, he punched out!
He didn't even look at the ferocious sword light that shot out, overwhelming the sky, and tried to resist with his own body!
"He will die together!"
Kuang Minghua was a little confused, and the enemy's reaction was completely beyond his expectation.
Your own family knows your own affairs!
His flying sword used up the fine iron that Qixuanmen had collected for many years, and he also had the strong help of the prince behind him. Although it was only two feet, its sharpness was enough to penetrate the great master's true energy.
!
He was fully aware of the reaction of the person in front of him, but he never expected that he would not evade or block him, resist with his own body, and truly die with him!
"Yang Yu doesn't want it!"
Seeing this scene, Yu Fengxian's expression also changed. She fell like a star and fell heavily to the ground. At the same time, her energy, blood and true energy flowed into her palms like water.
Without thinking, he projected the Yanyue Sword from his palm!
boom!
Even more ferocious than the crossbow's shot, this long knife pierced the void, causing a rumble of air wherever it passed, and even pulled out a line of scorching white air that was more than ten feet long.
Its momentum is so fierce that even a city wall can be penetrated, but in the end it cannot be faster than the two men who are running in both directions and even using their killing moves.
"How can I be afraid of you?"
There seemed to be a furnace trembling in the chest, shaking out the magma flames. The hot blood instantly enveloped Kuang Minghua. His fingers flicked, and the already extremely fast sword light became three points faster.
He never believed that this person's fist could be faster than the hundred-step flying sword that he had practiced at Jiazi!
You want to die together, but it can only be you!
Chi chi chi chi~
The overwhelming sword light shot towards Yang Yu from all directions, just like a green lotus closing the lotus leaves, trying to wrap up the insects inside!
And the fact is just as he expected!
No one's physical body could be faster than his flying sword that communicated with his mind. The sky-wide sword light really submerged Yang Prison before he was ten feet away!
How can someone who practices the Hundred-Step Flying Sword be afraid of others approaching?!
"Die!"
Kuang Minghua's eyes flashed with joy.
His flying sword is so sharp that no mortal body can compete with it. True Gang can cover part of it, but so what?
You can stop thousands of swords, but as long as one sword is exposed, all that is waiting for him is death!
However, the next moment, the cry of gold and iron came from the sword light, causing his expression to change suddenly, and he almost stood stunned on the spot!
It was the continuous sound of gold and iron!
In his eyes, he could see clearly that the man stopped and drew his sword to counterattack. On the contrary, he was still charging at a very fast speed, and the punch was so fierce that he could almost feel it.
What blocked his sword light was a flying sword with a weak light but extremely fast speed!
It was a divine sword without a scabbard, without a handle, as clear as water, and seemed to be even sharper!
But it was the thousand-level flying sword that Yang Yu obtained from Canghai Great Sword Master!
Yang Yu is heavy on the sword but light on the sword, but this does not mean that he does not know how to swordsmanship, on the contrary, his attainments in this hundred-step flying sword will not be inferior to his swordsmanship!
The ten-step one-kill sword obtained from Kuang Tianqing contains the experience of many swordsmanship masters of the Qixuan Sect over the past four hundred years, and the fine gold armor contains complete armor and psychic skills!
He already had the foundation for practicing this hundred-step flying sword, but he simply did not have the conditions to create a flying sword that connected with his own soul.
Until he got the flying sword of Canghai Great Sword Master, he mastered this superior swordsmanship naturally, but it was just because the flying sword could not connect with him.
It's just that you can't leave yourself three feet away.
It cannot be used to fight enemies externally, but it can be used around the body to become an indestructible body and the third defense circle besides the invincible Tiangang!
Because of this support, he is not afraid of the tide of sword light coming from the sky!
"impossible!"
This shock was simply much greater than anything before!
He wouldn't be so surprised even if Yang Yu showed legendary Taoist skills, magical powers, or showed unimaginable physical strength.
But he actually learned how to fly a hundred-step flying sword?!
Why?!
The huge shock made his mind go blank, and even a huge sourness welled up in his heart.
For this hundred-step flying sword, the ancestors of the Qixuan Sect have sacrificed so much over the past four hundred years.
And he himself paid a huge price, including his parents and children being imprisoned, the sect's headquarters being destroyed, his disciples scattered, and himself being sold into slavery.
"Why are you?!"
The moment he let out his shrill roar, it was blown away by the overwhelming force of the wind. For Yang Yu, he could not even reach a step more than ten feet away. His fist seal broke through the air and came down horizontally.
"There is no door to hell, come and cast yourself into it!"