Feeling the surging arrogance of Yang Yu, who was even stronger than before, Dark Moon Dharma King's expression darkened and his heart moved.
From ancient times to the present, the reason why great master-level warriors cannot compete with martial saints, apart from the differences in physique, true energy, martial arts, and realm, is because of the 'martial will'.
The person who unites the three elements of essence, energy and spirit into one is a great master. In this realm, the warrior's energy and blood merge, his spirit and will are harmonious, and his soul will be immortal even after his body dies.
The Martial Saint, on the other hand, went a step further in this realm and absorbed the hammer to forge the spirit, soul, mind, soul, and essence. In this way, he evolved the mysterious power that allows consciousness to interfere with matter.
For a person with a strong will, the strike of his fist will be like the sun, although there will be no real flames or high temperatures.
Wherever it passes, it can also burn wood to steam water, crack the earth, and erupt with blazing light and heat.
This is true on the outside, but it goes without saying on the inside. Under the blessing of his will, the true energy of the Martial Saint is almost like substance, falling into his body and almost indelible.
Normally, for those who were seriously injured by him, even if the elixir was in their possession and taken in time, it would take several years, or even ten years at least, to remove the true energy and restore them to full health.
This kid...
"you……"
As his thoughts turned, Dark Moon Dharma King's expression changed. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by a loud shout.
"Old bald donkey, come again!"
The moment he finished speaking, Yang Yu had already moved, and together he was like thunder. It was not a false finger, but a real explosion that seemed to be like thunder.
In less than an instant, it had already crossed a hundred feet, with the sound of wind and thunder and explosions, and fist marks across the sky.
"Evil beast!"
Dark Moon Dharma King roared loudly, and as the sound waves surged, ink boiled, covering the surrounding area like night.
Yang Yu moved with every step, like lightning tearing apart the sky, moving back and forth in all directions, burning with spiritual energy and vibrating Yuan Yuan, bursting out at such a speed that even Lu Qingting became pale.
In a daze, it seemed that no one could see his figure, and it seemed that he was everywhere, with dozens of clones, attacking Dark Moon Dharma King from all directions.
boom!
Light and darkness overlap at this moment.
The vast energy and blood, accompanied by the electric light, could not help but circulate. In the strong wind, the two of them had no scruples, and they collided and roared again and again.
The two heroes are fighting, and their strength is surging with their blood. Wherever the figure passes, everything collapses and shatters. The strong wind, dust, and even the earth are shaking and cracking.
After the extreme collision, Yang Yu no longer had any scruples in his heart. With the blessing of Yuan Magnet, he violently attacked and killed in severe pain.
Without evading or blocking, he used the martial arts he had learned and expected but not yet formed on this Dali Martial Saint.
Domineering fist, divine fist, old mother splitting the mountain...
A martial art that is either at the seventh level or close to the eighth level. With the blessing of extreme speed and huge power, all of them explode with terrifying strength comparable to the ninth level.
For a moment, this extremely violent fighting style made King Darkmoon feel so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood.
The person in front of him was not afraid of getting hurt, but he did not dare to be so unscrupulous, so that he looked very embarrassed.
But after all, he is a martial saint who has been practicing for more than a hundred years. Even if he has scruples, he can still resist with this Mahamudra.
boom!
boom!
boom!
The collision between the two at this moment was not as terrifying as the killing blow between the two before, but the power displayed was enough to shock anyone.
The wind dragon collapsed, and Feng Junzi had to retreat continuously. Under the shocking impact of blood energy, it was difficult for Taoism to survive.
Lu Qingting protected Qin Si and retreated continuously. Fifth Jie pressed his sword and retreated slowly, feeling tense.
Further away, Tantai Zhengfa's expression was extremely horrified. He never dreamed that this northwest king was ten times more powerful than the rumors!
"He actually..."
Tantai Zhengfa's hair stood on end, and he felt faintly frightened. At this moment, the confidence in his heart was shaken.
He subconsciously stepped back.
Even if they were like this, the rest of the people inside and outside the battlefield were even more unbearable. Kuni was horrified, his heart was hairy, and he felt uneasy secretly.
Suddenly he caught a glimpse of a goshawk in the distance, and his heart was shaken. He shouted, "How dare you hurt my mistress?" He waved his long sword and rushed towards it.
It made Lu Qingting's eyelids twitch wildly.
"How dare you bully me like this?!"
There seemed to be three feet of flames emerging from the top of his head. Dark Moon Dharma King's eyes turned red, and he refused to dodge. He would rather be injured than to kill Yang Yu.
boom!
With what seemed like a single sound, and what seemed like thousands of sounds, all the figures in the sky disappeared. Yang Yu retreated hundreds of feet, backing up again and again, until the ground was turned upside down, blood surged, and his spine was almost shaken to pieces.
In the ruins, Dark Moon King's arms were spread wide, and his chest was collapsed. After exchanging moves, he also suffered a big loss.
For a moment, his will boiled, and he was already extremely angry.
However, with a slight scolding, the anger in his heart was immediately extinguished by cold water, causing Lingling to shiver.
That was Qin Si’s magical power that she had been preparing for a long time:
"Drive away!"
But it’s not just about driving away, but about ‘turning harm into benefit’!
This scene, to ordinary people's eyes, is just that Yang Yu's collapsed chest suddenly expanded back, and all the injuries were separated from the body.
But under the influence of Dark Moon Dharma King, the person in front of him seemed to have suddenly taken a big tonic pill, and his breath, which had not fallen down yet, was like burning oil cooking in a fire, and it jumped up again!
"this……"
The eyes of Feng Junzi and others jumped, and the eyes they looked at Qin Si became incredible. Such magical power...
Looking at each other, several people changed their positions in unison and used various means to protect Qin Si.
In fact, Yang Yu's methods were terrifying, but even if he seemed to emerge unscathed later, several people still couldn't believe that he could really defeat the Dark Moon Dharma King.
But right now, it's different.
With such a magical master to rely on...
"What the hell?!"
With this surprise, Tantai Zhengfa felt no luck and retreated violently, pushing his Qinggong to the limit, making it impossible for Feng Junzi and others to catch up.
And Dark Moon Dharma King finally had the intention to retreat.
No matter how unwilling he is, he still has to waver. I'm afraid he won't be able to win this beast today...
As for the person with the 'Healing Magical Power', he glanced at Qin Si who was closely protected behind him by Fifth Jie, Feng Junzi and Lu Qingting.
To kill this animal, you must kill this person first, but...
"die!"
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and the extremely violent Dark Moon Hand Seal struck Yang Yu like a huge mountain falling.
Boom!
With a loud noise, Yang Yu stepped back a few steps, his energy and blood boiling. On the other side, Dark Moon Dharma King, who was shaped like an arrow, retreated violently with the help of a collision.
"Want to escape?!"
After a moment of shock, he became cold.
boom!
The magnetism expanded outward, accompanied by the trembling sound of thousands of iron weapons, Yang Yu stepped up to the sky, and together with tens of feet, the stepping soldiers held bows,
In less than an instant, all the energy and blood from the whole body, as well as the magnetic energy and electric light, were poured into the arrow.
Then, the Qianlong roared.
A ray of electric light traveled through the air, struck first and then penetrated the thousand-foot battlefield, hitting the target steadily amid the vibrations of the large dust.
Boom!
After the loud noise, there was an uncontrollable groaning sound.
But in times of crisis, decisions are made. Dark Moon Dharma King might not be able to catch this arrow, but he did not stop. Instead, he came in the shortest possible time and made thirteen big hand seals backwards.
Accompanied by bursts of roaring, it disappeared without a trace, and it also brought the frightened Tantai Zhengfa with it.
In the strong wind, he roared in extreme anger:
"Yang prison..."
"Old bald donkey!"
An arrow was shot, and Yang Yu fell to the ground, shaking his sore arm. The redness on his face receded, showing a bit of paleness.
The fight between the two actually didn't last long. The collision was actually just a hundred moves.
During this period, he had the upper hand almost half of the time, but the old monk was too solid. He turned over and over in the Mahamudra, and he actually had the aura of the Great Vajra that could not move in eight places.
No matter how hard he attacked, he was still unable to damage his human nature.
"The old bald donkey still has the strength to fight. If we retreat now, I'm afraid..."
His expression was solemn. His original intention was to eliminate the weeds, but the moment he started chasing, his eyes became hot.
In the dark, he sensed a deep crisis. Behind this old monk, there might be someone who could help him...
Montenegro old demon?
Or, Brahman Ruyi?
"call!"
As his mind raced, Yang Yu exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then he began to feel his own injuries.
In the hundreds of collisions, the old monk defended more and attacked less. Coupled with Qin Si's magical power to drive away, he suffered almost no external injuries.
However, under the shock of the elemental magnetism and the burning of the electric current, the injuries he suffered were extremely serious. However, through his induction, the serious injuries were slowly getting better.
Moreover, from the inside out, it has also been slightly enhanced. Not only has the Yuan Magnetic True Body Technique progressed, but the Qingtian Body also seems to be showing signs of moving towards the second level.
call!
It was only at this time that the inside and outside of the battlefield calmed down. Under the gradually darkening sky, the place seemed increasingly deserted and gloomy.
After a brief silence, Feng Junzi ordered people to start cleaning the battlefield. Fifth Jie released the hilt of his sword, picked up Fifth Baimei's body and left.
Lu Qingting sighed softly and wandered around the battlefield with his fellow disciples, reciting Taoist scriptures for the fallen soldiers.
"drive……"
Qin Si approached silently, and when she was about to use her magical power, Yang Yu grabbed her hand.
"Brother Yang?"
She was a little surprised.
"This injury is not worth wasting your magical power."
Holding his slightly cold palm, Yang Yu comforted him softly.
The consumption of driving away has a great relationship with the object to be driven away. The consumption of driving away dust and driving away Martial Saint level injuries is naturally different.
She complied obediently, but Qin Si was a little worried: "That old monk, I'm afraid he won't let it go..."
"So what if it doesn't happen? You can't beat me today, but it will be even less possible tomorrow."
Feeling the weakness of the Yuan Magnetic Separation from the body, Yang Yu's aura was weak, but his spirit was as high as ever.
"Um."
Qin Si responded, and immediately pointed to Lanshan Pass: "This plague spread first, I'm afraid it's at this pass..."
"Master Yang?"
The two exchanged few words. Taoist Yu, who was in ragged clothes, covered in blood, and his breath was somewhat low, coughed lightly and approached.
"What, your skin is itchy?"
Yang Yu knew very well who Taoist Yu was. He glanced at him coldly and ordered him to take Qin Si and Bai Quan into the pass.
Qin Si's heart was slightly tight:
"Brother Yang, are you trying to..."
Yang Yu shook his head and walked into the battlefield:
"Clean up the battlefield and wait for someone by the way."
Good night everyone... Let's read Chapter 2 tomorrow morning