It was as if a big sun suddenly lit up, burning out a lifetime of brilliance in an instant. The extremely intense light of blood ignited all the darkness.
Accept!
Life!
Come!
The sound waves are like thunder, and the sword light is like electricity.
At this moment, the murderous intention that had been accumulated in Yang Yu's heart for many days was completely vented.
boom!
The roar of the sword was like thousands of thunders, echoing inside and outside Dingyang City, attracting the attention of countless people.
"This is……"
Mu Qingliu's pupils shrank violently as he stood with his sword in the smoke.
A ray of sword light was seen, rising up like a roaring dragon in the agitation of wind and thunder.
It's like a bolt of lightning penetrating the sky and earth, shining through the haze.
Mu Qingliu's heart was shaking violently. No one could see it more clearly than him. It was not because his will was stronger than everyone present.
But more than nine months ago, on Ding'an Road, in Youzhou City, he had seen this knife, and his will was cut through, and he has been seriously injured to this day.
This is,
"Lu Chen's Providence Sword?!"
Boom!
The sword shines like a dragon, attacking against the sky.
The clanking swords contained all of Yang Yu's more than 20 years of practice, as well as his boiling murderous intention.
All the murderous intent and anger spurted out, but his heart felt calm like never before, the tranquility after the extreme anger.
The position, time, power, speed, wind, snow, shadow, dust, smell when the sword was drawn...
Everything converged into a river in his heart, making his sword like the rising sun, like wind and rain, reaching everywhere and hitting everything.
God’s will is like a knife!
"Yang prison!"
After an instant, Jiang Wuyan, Lu Qingting, Chu Tianyi and other acquaintances recognized the person.
"I still can't catch you after all..."
Under the scorching light of the sword, Qi Daoguang sighed slightly in his heart, and immediately raised Fang Tian's painted halberd with force.
The Taoist technique used on him was too powerful. He was almost hit with all his strength and was seriously injured.
"He is already a Martial Saint..."
Chu Tianyi felt chills in his heart as he looked at the terrifying sword light that was like a gleam on his back from a distance of more than ten miles.
Indescribable emotions surged in his heart.
He only met Yang Yu a few times, but every time he saw him, he was filled with horror from the bottom of his heart.
It's not his tyrannical force that scares him, but his incredible progress.
He still remembered the time when he first saw the fairyland. Although Yang Yu was strong and tyrannical at that time, his realm was still inferior to his own. He was extremely powerful, but he could not compare to him.
But at this moment...
boom!
The light of the sword was like a waterfall, and the countercurrent defeated the heavy cloud miasma. The air waves rolled and emptied out. The people who were far away felt only the strong wind blowing against their faces, causing bone-piercing pain.
"In just a few years, the carp has turned into a dragon..."
The hearts of the people watching from a distance were shaken, and the old mother Liansheng who bore the brunt of the attack had to bear all the power of the sword.
Looking at the thunderous sword light coming from far away, she couldn't help but feel ripples in her heart.
"Indeed……"
The fluttering words were blown away by the strong wind, and Feng Wushuang's fierce shout came from the distance:
"She has the art of invulnerability!"
In the shadows, Feng Wushuang looked tense. She was not surprised by Yang Yu's arrival. During the past year, the two exchanged letters many times.
Regarding the various secret techniques of the Liansheng Cult, Yang Yu knew better than everyone present except her, but she still couldn't help but issue a warning.
Even after his body was exposed, he was met with a crazy counterattack by the masters of the Liansheng Cult.
"The dog that carries its master!"
Glancing coldly at Feng Wushuang, who was being surrounded by the masters in the teaching, Liansheng's old mother suddenly let out a chuckle:
"Good boy, grandma is very happy that you can come..."
Buzz!
As the words floated around, several major martial saints including Mu Qingliu and Qi Daoguang tensed up and almost wanted to take action.
However, it was beyond everyone's expectations.
This mother-in-law who has been immortal for three thousand years and is proficient in most martial arts and Taoist arts in the world has not performed any Taoist magic.
Even the giant face that hung high above the city and was about to be covered by it did not waver at all.
She just stretched out her arms.
With just such a small movement, everyone including Mu Qingliu and Qi Daoguang became furious and started shouting:
"Shameless!"
This is not a Taoist technique, but it is more powerful than any Taoist technique.
The sword missed the target, and its power was already weakened by more than three points. Even Yang Yu, whose murderous intent was boiling to the extreme, had to pause slightly.
Because, between the two withered old hands, there was Yang Jian who was still crying!
No one could have expected that an extremely powerful man who had existed for three thousand years and was worshiped by countless believers as a god would do such a thing.
Not to mention Qi Daoguang and other martial saints, all the Liansheng disciples were shocked.
However, there is still a faint smile on the face of Liansheng's mother, which is indifference, contempt and ridicule:
"My sword skills are good, so what?"
She had never seen this sword before, and she admired it for its subtlety, but that was all.
She was aware of the roars and looks around her, but so what?
Praise, slander, honor and disgrace in the world are nothing to her.
"Old dog!"
The real light burst out from his eyes, and his teeth clashed violently, almost sparks bursting out.
Then, under everyone's shocked and horrified gazes, Yang Yu did not retreat but advanced. The already extremely violent sword light became a little faster.
From bottom up and top down.
With an extremely domineering and ferocious attitude, he slashed at the altar including Yang Jian who was crying loudly:
"God's will is like a knife!"
Boom!
Under the light of the sword, a trace of astonishment flashed across the face of Liansheng's mother.
laugh!
In less than a thousandth of an instant, the violent sword light had already drowned out everything, including Qidaoguang's incomprehensible roar.
Rumble!
The next moment, the altar was completely shattered, and the omnipresent white mist was wiped out by the light of the sword.
At this moment, it was as powerful as Qi Daoguang, and Jiang Wuxu and other current martial saints could not see clearly what was happening under this sword.
Only Mu Qingliu, while thrusting out his sword again, saw a scene that shocked everyone.
The light of the sword, which was sharp and violent enough to cut through most of the precious metals in the world, was like water waves or sunlight.
In the blink of an eye, he bypassed the crying child and without missing a beat, he bombarded the old torso on the altar!
This is not any sword move, but it is extremely complicated. This is the Thousand-Sword Lingchi technique that Yang Yu learned from Wei He.
At this moment, Yang Yu's will was burning, and under the eyes of the sky, all the smallest details were invisible.
Coupled with such an extremely complicated but no dead end technique, he asked himself, even the strongest horizontal practitioner in the world can break through it with one force.
However,
"It can't be cut without any flaws!"
The moment this thought flashed through his mind, Yang Yu didn't feel any unwillingness or shock in his heart. He just grabbed Yang Jian's outstretched hand with the help of a faster and more ferocious counterattack.
Boom!
Then, with this move, all the sword light he exerted came to his body under the influence of the Taoist technique of "returning to the other body"!
A Taoist skill can be practiced to an extremely advanced level.
We still have to set up a legislative altar, recite Taoist scriptures, and offer sacrifices, which may be long or short, extremely complicated, but even though they are tyrannical, they are still not inferior to magical powers!
Because Taoism is essentially magical power!
Therefore, even though Yang Yu already knew the various Taoist skills possessed by this old woman, he still couldn't avoid it.
He was wrapped up and slammed into the street.
And in the eyes of the Liansheng cultivators with low martial arts skills, they only saw a flash of sword light, and the violent intruder was beaten into dust like everyone before.
I couldn't help but shout loudly.
"This sword is almost magical!"
Liansheng's old mother, who had been beheaded by a total of 3,600 knives, couldn't help but sigh.
On the broken altar, she stood upright, rising and falling at will, holding onto the sudden rise of Qi Daoguang and others, and repelling several of them heavily.
boom!
Along with the muffled sound of falling, the huge Dingyang City fell into deathly silence again.
At this moment, Lu Qingting, who was as tough-minded as he was, could not help but feel a sense of despair in his heart.
In the ruins, she was obviously just a grey-faced and old woman, but in the eyes of many martial arts masters who came to attack her, she was as terrifying as a god or demon.
The two great Zen masters, Mu Qingliu, Qi Daoguang, Jiang Wuhuang, Yu Baimei, Huandan, and Guangjue...
Together with Yang Yu at this moment, this is already an absolute force that can shock the world, but...
"How many heroes are there in this world? Bodhidharma, Sloppy, Mad Monk, Sanxiao, Zhang Yuanzhu, Zhang Xuanba...
You are worthy of being a hero in this lifetime. If you had been born in ancient times, you would have been a god-level being who stirred up troubles..."
After brushing off the dust on her sleeves and robe, feeling the looks of shock, anger, disgust, awe, and admiration all around her, Mother Liansheng spoke softly.
In the tone of a witness, he left an epitaph for three thousand years of martial arts:
"Unfortunately, martial arts is just a small path. If you go astray, even if you practice to the extreme, you are just a bunch of puppies without teeth.
No matter how hard you struggle, it will only add to the laughter! Without armor or soldiers, who can kill..."
The faint voice echoed inside and outside the city, like a cold current, trying to freeze everyone in place.
At this moment, even a martial saint like Jiang Wuyan felt his mind swaying and feeling great fear.
Because what this old woman said is not false.
From ancient times to the present, none of the strongest martial artists in the past three thousand years can kill her. In fact, countless people have died because of her...
"she……"
Chu Tianyi's heart trembled, and he once again wanted to retreat, but to his despair, the white mist enveloped the entire city.
There is no escape...
The deathly silence of terror was interrupted by a low shout and the sound of an explosion.
"Quack!"
Boom!
It was like thousands of thunders exploding in an instant, and the dust that filled the entire street was swept away.
"Brother Qi, take care of my little brother for me..."
Qi Daoguang suddenly raised his head and saw a little baby falling towards him with teeth and claws spread out. He subconsciously took it and heard a long roar amidst the thunderstorm:
"kill!"
With just one word, people have become violent.
The lightning was like a waterfall, and almost no one could be seen. Only the swords and soldiers of the whole city were clanging at this moment, wanting to fly into the air and bow their heads in worship.
Rank 10, Yuanci True Body Technique!
Under the intense burning of spiritual energy, Yang Yu's body shot out like an arrow, and its speed was as fast as a thunderbolt that shook the sky.
This scene once again exceeded everyone's expectations.
The tyranny of others can be seen from the fact that the world's best swordsman like Mu Qingliu was seriously injured by it.
Yang Yu, who took a full blow from himself, was actually unscathed?
Not only was he not injured, he seemed to be even better than before?!
Mu Qingliu couldn't help but be moved when he saw the figure piercing the sky. The scene of that day when he fought with the person suspected of being Lu Chen flashed in his mind.
An incredible thought came to his mind:
Could it be that Lu Chen’s Tianyi Sword was learned from Yang Yu?!
boom!
The violent sword energy spurted out from the mustard space, passed through the palm, and was once again submerged into the two-edged sword.
With the help of the huge counter-shock force, Yang Yu slashed out another sword. This sword was more powerful than the previous one!
Buzz!
With this sword strike, even though it was blessed by the Greedy Wolf Dao Fruit and was already one of the Thousand Forged Divine Weapons, the two-edged sword broke out into an overwhelmed groan at this moment.
"Huh?"
Seeing this scene, Liansheng's mother couldn't help but feel slightly moved. She turned her eyes and seemed to understand something:
"It's a good idea to use the Mustard Seed Space to absorb counter-shock sword energy..."
She was a little surprised, but she was just a little surprised. Facing the sword light that was even stronger than before, she just raised her palms.
Just flick it.
boom!
The extremely fast lightning, under everyone's gaze, once again froze in the air, and the struggle between the two huge forces erupted into heavy air waves.
But in just a moment, Yang Yu flew backwards again, smashing the ground and leaving a huge gap filled with smoke on the long street.
Then, the thunder roared again, and human figures suddenly appeared.
Kakakka~
At this moment, the sound of violent friction between muscles and bones resounded like muffled thunder.
Under the fusion of dazzling lightning and red-gold blood, Yang Yu's whole body was glowing at this moment, as if a magic weapon was awakening.
"Qingtian second level?!"
Qi Daoguang was startled and immediately realized something was wrong:
"His skeleton..."
Qingtian's divine seed left the body, but his practice on Qingtian's body was still there. At a glance, he already found something was wrong.
Yang Yu's cultivation of Qingtian's body has not surpassed his own, but his frame and flesh are incredibly tough.
The muscles and bones exploded like thunder. If it were him, he would have to cough up blood, but...
"kill!"
The roar was almost hoarse.
Only when he actually fought against this old witch did Yang Yu understand why Zhang Xuanba was reluctant to mention such a tyrannical and slovenly Taoist as Bodhidharma.
This old guy who has lived for three thousand years has reached an incredible level of practice in Taoism.
So far, he has not had any magical power that has touched the threshold of the third level, but he has an extremely strong sense of déjà vu.
This old witch's Taoist practice can be compared with the fourth level of magical power!
This is the most terrifying power in the world.
But there was no fear in his heart. He had already expected this scene when he came.
boom!
Boom!
Earth-shaking loud noises exploded in the city again and again, like the most intense war drums, which shocked everyone who witnessed this scene and couldn't help but feel their scalps numb.
Falling to the ground again and again, rising again and again!
Later, the skin and flesh on Yang Yu's body were peeling off, which was caused by his own terrifying sword energy.
Even the first-level sky-holding body combined with the horizontal training body he had practiced for twenty years could not bear such a terrifying sword light.
But in addition to the Qingtian body, the horizontal training body, and the true power of the Yuan Dynasty, he also has a dark iron skeleton that he spent a year and thousands of kilograms of hundreds of forged black iron to hammer out, approaching a thousand forged black iron skeleton!
Boom!
Another thunderstorm sounded.
At this moment, looking at the figure whose flesh and blood had fallen off and was almost like a skeleton but still holding a knife, Liansheng's mother's expression finally changed.
Once again, the giant face hanging in the sky was activated:
"Taoist skills, swallowing the sky and the earth!"
The terrifying light came again, and the overwhelming shadows were like thousands of tentacles grabbing at the figure blessed by thunder under the domineering sword light.
At this moment, the twelfth-level Taoist master went berserk, and his power was so terrifying that even Mu Qingliu and others could not get close, and their expressions turned horrified.
But under the violent thunder, Yang Yu's hoarse but extremely high-pitched sneer and laughter came out:
"Old dog, you are scared!"
Good night everyone... It's really not easy to write. It's hard to explain.