Chapter Eighty-Three: Killing the Quartet
Yang Yi's eyes were staring, thoughtful.
It's just that now, he doesn't have the heart to pursue these things.
He looked around, and everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a prey, with greed and eagerness.
Huo Zhong walked out of the crowd, pointed at Yang Yi and scolded angrily: "Yang Yi, you brute, stealing my Huo family's "Qiankun Secret Record" in the front, and killing the four heads of my Huo family, you are simply a demon, not as good as a beast, today is your death." ”
Yang Yi replied coldly: "Stealing the "Secret Record of Qiankun"? I just entered Chu through Suicheng, and I have never heard of your Huo family, let alone know what the "Secret Record of Qiankun" is, how can I steal it?
Obviously, your Huo family deceived people too much, first slandered me, and then wanted to be unfavorable to me.
Since you want to kill me, aren't you allowed to fight back? ”
"I ......"
Huo Zhong was about to refute, but was directly interrupted by Yang Yi.
"What am I! There is no need to quibble, we are already unstoppable, and there is no need to say some high-sounding reasons, which are simply despised. If you have the ability, you will kill me; If you don't have the ability, then you will be killed by me, it's as simple as that. ”
Yang Yi's voice was excited, he looked around at everyone with sharp eyes, and said loudly: "What about you? Is it my father who has a grudge against you, or am I, Yang Yi, have a grudge against you? Today, I, Yang Yiquan, will take it. ”
Gu Yan said coldly: "You killed my younger brother Gu Chen, and your father killed my two uncles, this revenge is not shared!" ”
"It turned out to be the ancient family of the thousand-year-old family, okay, I took your hatred, what else?"
Yang Yi smiled and looked at the others.
Facing Yang Yi's gaze, everyone didn't know how to answer.
Although they did come for the "Qiankun Secret Record", and they did come for Yang Yi's head, but in public, it was difficult for them to say these reasons and purposes, and everyone was a face-saving person.
"Phew, looking at your twisting and pinching, I can't get used to it, what is there to be embarrassed to say."
A strong man with a beard on his face stood up, he held a Yanling knife in his hand, and shouted arrogantly: "Yang Yi, you heard clearly, we have no grievances with you, but the Huo family agreed, whoever can kill you, the "Qiankun Secret Record" will belong to whoever owns it." Of course, killing you can also make you famous, killing two birds with one stone. ”
"Haha, good, straightforward!"
Yang Yi laughed, but his eyes were extremely cold, and he said coldly: "Since there is no injustice and no hatred, but you are still here, don't blame me if you die." Everyone must be held accountable for their actions. ”
The strong man with the big knife pointed directly at Yang Yi, his momentum was fierce, and he scolded loudly: "Boy, don't pretend to be a big-tailed wolf in front of Lao Tzu, when Lao Tzu was crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, you were not born yet." Lao Tzu is here for the "Secret Record of Qiankun" and your head, you come up and lead the death, Lao Tzu...... Drink ......"
Before the strong man finished speaking, Yang Yi had already made a move.
He rushed forward, and a flash of sword light sliced through the void, and then the sound of the unsheath was heard, but there was no sound of the knife coming out.
The strong man with a strong cheek stared at him, and he shouted and slashed out, and the knife was like a match.
It's just that everyone present is very strange, Yang Yi obviously attacked from the left, but the strong man with the cheeks actually slashed to the right, causing the middle door to open wide, and Yang Yi effortlessly slashed through the opponent's throat.
"You ......"
The bearded man woke up suddenly, his eyes widening in disbelief.
Why did Yang Yi obviously attack from the right side, but why did he turn into a blood drinking knife and cut his throat from the left side?
He naturally wouldn't know that Yang Yi's sword intent had affected his sanity and distorted his judgment.
Bang!
The bearded man fell with a bang, bleeding all over the ground.
Looking at the corpse of the bearded man, many people felt chills in their bodies.
This strong man is a well-known casual cultivator in the neighboring provinces, and the sevenfold cultivation of the Zhengang Realm is only stronger than the head of the Huo family.
I didn't expect that in the face of Yang Yi, I couldn't even block a knife, and I died so weirdly?
Yang Yi's arm shook, and he shook off the blood drinking knife is bloodstain.
His eyes were cold, and he looked around at everyone: "Who else is going to come up and die?" ”
"I'm coming!"
Gu Yan walked to the middle of the field and said coldly: "It's small that you can actually affect people's minds with sword intent, making him misjudge, but this is useless to me." ”
Rumble!
An extremely sharp sword intent erupted from Gu Yan's body.
Not only that, but the phantom of a peerless divine sword also appeared behind him, and the mighty momentum swept in all directions, making everyone sink heavily, and the sword in their hands actually trembled, making a slight sword groan, as if they were on a pilgrimage.
Without superfluous words, Gu Yan strode out and started directly.
His true qi surged all over his body, and he actually condensed into the appearance of an ice crystal armor on the surface of his body, and the thick qi was wrapped in a sword, and as his right arm was thrown out violently, he slashed towards Yang Yi with a sword.
The sword slashed through the air, and the void seemed to be split in two, and violent waves of qi swept towards both sides.
Not only that, but the temperature around him dropped sharply, and under the clear sky, there were snowflakes floating around, which was because Gu Yan had cultivated the ice system exercises, and the water vapor in the surrounding air was directly condensed into snowflakes.
Such a vision caused the people around him to exclaim.
Yang Yi's eyes froze, and the essence burst out.
As Gu Yan slashed down with a sword, he suddenly felt that he was in the middle of ice and snow, the cold was biting, and it seemed that he was the only one in the vast world.
Large snowflakes rushed to his face, obscuring his vision and almost freezing his breath.
"Drink!"
Yang Yi stopped drinking, he urged the sword spirit and sword intent, and the mighty momentum swept in all directions, avoiding Gu Yan's sword intent.
With a lift of his blood drinking knife, he pulled out dozens of electric dragons and rushed towards Gu Yan.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
In an instant, the sword didn't know how many times it collided, and each collision would cause an air explosion, carrying countless sword qi and sword gangs to sweep in all directions.
With them as the center, the ground within a radius of four or five zhang was first cut by the sword qi into countless cracks, and then frozen by the cold qi, condensing countless frosts.
Yang Yi kept retreating, stepping on the ground with every step, and dust and smoke were everywhere.
His face was flushed, and his blood was boiling.
In the face of Gu Yan's violent attacks, he was forced to retreat again and again, swinging his sword like rain, barely able to deal with it.
Yang Yi roared, not only the "Thunder Prison Knife Sutra", but even the first six moves of the "Reincarnation Sword Technique", he still couldn't help Gu Yan, and he was completely suppressed by the other party and had no power to fight back.
The sword is vertical and horizontal, the sword is like a tide, and the onlookers are retreating again and again.
They were shocked that any of them would be killed if they stepped forward in such a fierce battle.
Gu Yan's eyes were scorching, unprecedentedly bright, and he said loudly: "Yang Yi, if you are at the end of your skills, then bury your bones here today, and freeze the world." ”
Gu Yan's swordsmanship is at most a heaven-level high-level, but he has cultivated to the realm of perfection, and his power is naturally great.
He shouted a sword and slashed out, and countless cold ice true qi swept in all directions,
Countless ice swords appeared in the sky, densely covering the sky, and shot towards Yang Yi.
The momentum is terrifying and desperate.
Yang Yi's eyes were sharp, he stomped on the ground suddenly, and performed the Qi Induction Technique, and immediately there was a majestic earth qi pouring into his body from the soles of his feet, and he felt that the strength of his whole body skyrocketed, and he needed to vent it.
"Reincarnation!"
Yang Yi stopped drinking, and his voice was like thunder.
His sword intent skyrocketed in an instant, soaring into the sky.
Everyone felt their hearts sink, and a great sense of horror welled up in their hearts, as if death was about to come.
Their eyes widened, and they saw in horror that as Yang Yi slashed out, six huge black holes appeared in the void, deep and terrifying, and they slowly rotated, as if they were about to suck their divine souls into it.
Under the 'Reincarnation Dao', the Sky Ice Sword instantly collapsed.
Gu Yan's eyes were dull, empty and godless, as if he had lost his soul, but in fact entered the reincarnation of consciousness.
Kohiko quickly woke up, but it was too late.
Yang Yi had already slashed down, directly breaking the sword in his hand, and then the blood drinking knife passed through his left chest.
Yang Yi secretly used the method of 'human sword exchange', and frantically devoured Gu Yan's sword spirit.
His Origin Sword Courage has grown again, and his cultivation has also broken through to the sixth peak of the Juyuan Realm.
Watching Gu Yan fall, the audience was silent.
Everyone's eyes widened, and many of them secretly swallowed their saliva, and a look of fear flashed in their eyes.
Even Gu Yan, who ranked sixth on the list, fell to Yang Yi, let alone them, no one present dared to say that he could beat Yang Yi.
Huo Zhong was shocked and angry, and he shouted vigorously: "Everyone, we are not here to compete, don't be defeated by Yang Yi." For this kind of killer demon king, we are side by side. Whoever can kill Yang Yi will not only get the "Qiankun Secret Record", but my Huo family will be rewarded with 200,000 spirit stones. ”
The wealth is moving, and everyone's eyes are bright.
The bigwigs of all parties in Suicheng shouted: "Everyone, come with us and kill Yang Yi together." ”
He alone is not Yang Yi's opponent, but he is not afraid to besiege them.
"Kill!"
Hundreds of people drank and came from all directions.
"Haha! A group of local chickens and dogs, what am I afraid of Yang Yi, kill! ”
Yang Yi looked up to the sky and laughed, arrogant.
His eyes were cold, and he jumped into the crowd, and the blood drinking knife in his hand swept out, and more than a dozen flew upside down, and several of them were cut off by lazy waists.
He was covered in blood, killing all sides, and at the same time frantically absorbing the earth's qi.
With the support of the endless earth qi next to him, Yang Yi's combat power has nearly doubled, and with his terrifying knife technique, it is almost a life with one sword, and few can make him make a second sword.
Severed limbs flew sideways, blood sprayed, and the sound of killing shook the sky.
The team of hundreds of people was almost all in the True Gang Realm, but in the face of Yang Yi's slaughter, most of them were soon killed, and the others also collapsed, with a look of fear on their faces.
"Run! Run! ”
"He's not a human, he's the reincarnation of a yin demon!"
……
"Run, where to run, reincarnation!"
Yang Yi shouted again, showing the strongest trick, and the sword intent filled the four directions.
Everyone was already about to have a mental breakdown, and under the influence of the reincarnation path, it was easier for them to sink into the reincarnation of their own consciousness, and then Yang Yi's sword light swept by, and one by one the human heads flew out.
They die without knowing how they died.
Yang Yi exhaled a long breath, his eyes were cold, and he was already numb to killing.
Just as his mind was relaxed, an extremely strong sense of danger hit him, and he seemed to smell death.
Almost instinctively, he flashed to the side.
But it's still late!
He felt a stabbing pain in his back, and a sharp sword pierced straight in, more than an inch deep.
Fortunately, his physical body is strong, and he can almost be compared to a medium-grade spiritual weapon.
The sword only pierced the back of the vest by more than an inch, almost hurting the heart.
"Ahh
Yang Yi drank vigorously and slashed with a backhand!
The sneak attacker hurriedly drew his sword, and his figure floated back.
Yang Yi hurriedly turned around and saw clearly the sneak attacker, who was a person dressed in colorful clothes, except for a pair of extremely indifferent eyes, all the other parts were wrapped in clothes.
If you lie on the ground, you will never notice it if you don't look closely.
It's an assassin!
The assassin rushed forward again, and his swordsmanship was strange and ruthless, forcing Yang Yi to be in a hurry, and he was in danger, because the huge pain in his back vest seriously affected his combat strength.
Yang Yi frantically absorbed the earth's qi, first reflecting the sun's rays with the blade of his sword, causing the assassin's movements to pause slightly, and then he cast a 'humanitarian' effect, affecting the assassin's sanity.
The indifferent eyes became extremely painful, as if recalling something desperate.
"Kill!"
Yang Yi took the opportunity to shoot and slashed out.
Countless two-colored sword qi crisscrossed back and forth, as if forming a huge meat grinder, enveloping the assassin in it.
As the sword qi dissipated, Yang Yi slashed the assassin's throat with a single sword.
But from beginning to end, the assassin did not say a word, and the whole person was like a killing puppet, completely inhuman.
After killing the assassin, Yang Yi was already exhausted.
He gasped violently, the sharp pain in his back of his vest pounding through his mind.
He was about to clean up the battlefield, when his face suddenly changed, and he turned his head to look into the distance, and saw a figure galloping towards him.