Chapter 355 A Moment of Life and Death

In essence, the difference in absolute strength between warriors from another world is basically the difference in fighting spirit capacity. Of course, what we are talking about here is 'absolute strength', and martial arts, combat methods, etc. are not included in it.

If one wants to classify the strength of Dou Qi warriors, it would undoubtedly be based on high level. At advanced levels and before advanced levels, warriors rely on the capacity of fighting energy in their bodies when fighting. The amount of this capacity is mainly reflected in talent, skills, acquired hard work, etc. The gap is actually not big, so some talented people often achieve amazing results of leapfrogging and even defeating.

After reaching an advanced level, there are different levels and realms. After crossing the threshold of the prefecture level, warriors begin to vaguely come into contact with the martial arts level, which can drive the fighting spirit outside the body to fight. In this way, the power will undoubtedly increase exponentially. Therefore, although there seems to be only a small gap between the advanced peak level and the elementary level earth level, in the actual battle, there will be a one-sided scene of being crushed by a strong force.

And if the threshold of air level is touched, the warrior's understanding and control of the fighting energy outside the body will be greatly enhanced, so he can often do some seemingly incredible things, such as flying in the air, such as controlling the surrounding area calmly...

Now at this three-way intersection, the pale silver gauze that glows under the dim light is undoubtedly Yemo's method of controlling the area. It is also the attack method that he mastered without any teacher after touching the threshold of the air level.

In fact, if Tang En were here, he would be quite familiar with this method. Because before in the station, his storm skills had been suppressed by Zuo Fan in this way. The difference was that at that time, Zuo Fan's pale golden gauze covered a wider area.

It's over, it's over... Looking at the trembling and embarrassed look of Powers's body in front of him, Jack couldn't help but gloat about his misfortune. He burst out with fighting spirit and endured a mountain of pressure, while he couldn't stop wailing in his heart. This is a crushing attack by absolute strength. Not to mention using any small tricks, even if they barely attack, they can't do it. It is a completely despairing scene.

However, Jack, who was so heartbroken, didn't notice that somewhere on his chest was getting slightly hot, and little bits of light flickered through the gray clothes, vaguely resembling a sword body...

"**! Jackal, huh... If you have the ability, just kill the old man, huh... This will only tickle me. Get out of here, roar!" Powers roared in anger, his face twisted, and his fists shot into the sky. The red glow of fighting energy surged out from all over his body, gushing and rolling like a tidal wave, forcefully stretching the surrounding pale silver gauze open by an inch.

This is what Powis, who is born with divine power, can do. However, despite this, the pressure on him has not been relieved at all, and he has even suffered greater backlash because of his resistance.

Yama was not angry, his expression remained calm, but his raised hands were slightly lowered. Bang... It was as if the air-filled sphere was deformed due to strong pressure, the dust around it turned outwards, and the ground trembled.

Puff puff puff... Although Yama's movement was small, the dozens of cavalrymen lying on the ground had their eyes bulging out at the same time, blood mist was sprayed from their mouths, and blood oozed from the facial features, as if they were forcibly squeezed out of the body. , kept wailing. These people were the weakest in the team. Although some other cavalry did not end up like this, less than half of their bodies were sunk into the soil, and they were still sinking.

Bernie and Powers finally couldn't hold on anymore, and they suddenly knelt down on one knee. Although the fighting spirit surged around their bodies, their backs could not straighten up. Seeing his cavalry struggling and wailing, Powers's eyes were splitting, and he shouted loudly: "Damn it, it's me who killed that jackal, challenge me to a duel, huh... It's all thanks to you to attack ordinary people with low strength. He’s still an air-level warrior, huh... ugh!!!"

As soon as the blood foam left Powers' mouth, it flew less than a foot before falling straight down. Yama glanced over, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly, revealing a bright but cruel smile, and pressed down again with his hands!

The bodies of the dozen or so cavalrymen who had sprayed blood mist from their mouths suddenly shook, and their wails stopped. Then, bang, bang, bang...the big heads suddenly exploded like fruits, red, gray, and white sticky. Objects splashed around, and some fell directly on the bodies and faces of the cavalry nearby... It was like a scene in purgatory, and the rich bloody atmosphere instantly filled the entire place.

"Watch your tone, otherwise, the price will be trivial." With his hands closed, the light silver gauze disappeared, and Yama said calmly.

Because the pressure suddenly disappeared, Powers straightened his body instantly, and then stared blankly at the miserable situation around him, with the corners of his mouth twitching.

Groans came one after another, and the surviving cavalry struggled to crawl out of the hole, turned over on the ground, and gasped for breath.

"Brother... ah!" A cavalry man crawled to the headless corpse and cried, raising his head and howling. Then his face was ferocious, his blood-red eyes stared at Yomo with hatred, he turned over and rushed towards him with bare hands, "**Your mother , come and die!"

"No!" Bernie on the side staggered to catch him, but his figure, which had been stiff before, was a step slower.

However, the cavalryman could not get close to Yemo. He was stopped by the other party's hand about a few meters away and could not move.

"Either you kill me now, or I keep fucking..."

Bang, the head is broken and the sound disappears. Ye Mo nonchalantly released his clenched fist, as if letting go of a wisp of the dead soul, and walked straight over the red and white things on the ground, walking up to Powers: "I think the conversation environment is better now, you Speaking of which...well, one question, who killed Thumper and Eunice?"

"Ha..." After coming back to his senses, Powers grinned silently, his face dull, "What a coincidence, I also want to know who he is."

Yemo raised his eyebrows, looked at the cavalry around him and shook his head.

"I don't need to lie to you." Seeing what the other party meant, Powers's eyes twitched, his fists clenched and unclenched, and finally explained, "He is a mole...that is, an assassin. I can't hide it for him. ...I only know that he is very skilled, good at disguise, and uses a pitted dagger as a weapon, and the rest..."

"Wait a minute." Yamo frowned slightly, raised his face and murmured thoughtfully, "The dagger is bumpy, bumpy... Ha, that's it..."

Undoubtedly, because of Goshawk's death, it was impossible for Yemo to forget Tang En. Moreover, at that time, Tang En once had a brief battle with Eunice with a pitted dagger, and he naturally still remembered it. Combined with the fact that a few months ago, Eunice had caused trouble for the secret agency of the Gray Army, everything fell into place.

It's the Gray Army again...Yamo shook his head, knowing that it was someone from the Gray Army who did it, of course he was a little depressed. He was just touching the threshold of the Sky Level. But Zuo Fan has already entered more than half of his body, so naturally he is not an opponent yet. But it's still too early to consider this now. After all, his target is not Zuo Fan, but Tang En...

"So, you don't know where that person is now?"

Bao Weisi shook his head, and Ye Mo looked at him intently for a while and nodded, seeming to believe what he said. Then he looked up at the horses behind everyone, took a few steps back and stood still.

Powers licked his lips and felt something. He took off the big sword from his breastplate with a calm expression, took a step forward and narrowed his right eye slightly: "You have killed many people... Please! Let these go." Irrelevant people.”

Bernie also walked up to Powers with a blue spear and said calmly: "They are just ordinary people who dare not report to the Temple of Light. Letting them go will not have any impact on you."

The surrounding cavalry also knew that at the most critical moment, life and death depended only on the opponent's thoughts. Looking at the backs of Powers and Bernie in front of him, his lips trembled, but in the end he didn't say anything. After all, if he could live, who would want to die...

The only one who doesn't have this idea may be Jack. It's not that he doesn't take chances at all, but he is too familiar with the bounty hunter's style of doing things, and it is impossible for the other party to let go of this opportunity to wipe out the roots.

Sure enough, Yama curled his lips slightly and shook his head slightly.

With his hands spread out, his long silver hair danced wildly in an instant, and strands of substantial silver light radiated out like whips, stirring up the sky. From a distance, they looked like the rising sun in the east. Then he put his hands together and pushed out slowly and urgently, "Ang..." A long roar like a furious silver dragon sounded. The originally scattered silver light quickly gathered and twisted, gradually revealing the dragon shape.

Dust was swirling around him, and the attack had not yet arrived, but a powerful and oppressive aura was already coming towards him. Powers's left eye patch was blown away, he simply threw away his helmet, tightened his grip on the sword, and roared angrily: "Fuck your mother...kill me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he squinted his right eye and braved the strong wind pressure and rushed forward. "Kill!" The cavalrymen, led by Bernie, also howled, and charged forward with their spears raised, their faces twisted.

Everyone knows that they have absolutely no hope of survival, but at least they can choose to fight to the death!

"Dunima is crazy..." Jack looked at the howling cavalry, murmured, then reached into his arms and took out a short sword, "Forget it, I will go crazy too... ...Twain, you must avenge me!" He howled, dragging the chains on his feet and rushing forward.

The distance between Yemo and the cavalry was not far, but these few steps were a huge chasm. When Powers swung his sword to attack, Yemo looked at it indifferently, then suddenly jumped into the air, and then stopped about ten meters away, raised his hands high and pressed down!

This was a duel of completely unequal strength. Of course, Yemo had no intention of shouting out moves to gain momentum.

"Aang..." There was another thundering dragon roar, and the silver dragon was fully formed. After circling rapidly in the air, it swooped down towards the ants below.

"Up in the sky to the northwest, throw!" Bernie roared, and took the lead in throwing Qingmao's spear towards the silver dragon, and then dozens of long knight's spears shot through the air with a red sword.

Bang, bang, bang...

It was broken into pieces and turned into iron filings all over the sky.

This was of course in vain. Except for the green-gang spear and the red-gang sword that could last a little longer, the other knight's spears were directly shattered before they even got close to the silver dragon.

"Hell, it's a strength after all. Wait for me...ah!" Because he was dragging his anklet, Jack couldn't get to the group of cavalry, and naturally he couldn't throw the dagger in his hand. Now, Seeing the silver dragon's thunder pressing down, approaching directly in front of his eyes, he couldn't help but subconsciously scream, holding his head with a horizontal sword...

The next moment, sword light rose into the sky... (To be continued.)