Volume 2 Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 714 Return My Iron Rod
Lin Yi's sudden appearance caused the resting monks to rush over impatiently. Before he pulled out the iron rod and made any move, the middle-aged man behind him had already rushed over with his fellow disciples offering their magic weapons.
Lin Yi was not surprised by the sudden addition of eleven helpers. However, he was still a little surprised that the cautious middle-aged man changed his situation so quickly.
The matter has come to this, how can we think more about it!
Seeing the situation around him, Lin Yi raised the corners of his mouth coldly, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent. Without hesitation, he used a backhand technique, and a gap suddenly opened in the Qiankun Four Symbol Flag Formation. Before he could give a signal, Tian Zhenzi and Ziyu's master and disciples had already filed out. Since then, we have sixteen people on our side, who can still fight. Even if we lose, we can just retreat.
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On the ancient work side, there were as many as twenty-three people taking the stage. He and another monk were still injured and had to stay where they were to watch the battle. But the other party suddenly had more helpers, which still made him feel bad, but he immediately dismissed it. The manpower and cultivation level of each other are so different that there is no suspense about winning or losing!
But in the blink of an eye, the valley of Jiuyu Island was filled with murderous intent and chaos. Geng Wu from the Zhenwu Sect held a sword several feet high in his hand, full of murderous intent. He came just for Lin Yi and shouted impatiently: "Don't leave..."
At this time, both sides are looking for their opponents, magic weapons are flying around, and a chaotic battle has begun.
Lin Yi clenched the iron rod in his hand, looking disdainful. Why does Geng Wu have a soft spot for himself? If I really want to leave, can you stop me? However, the only few late-stage Nascent Soul monks present ignored the others and came to join in the fun...
Geng Wu had already reached a distance of more than ten feet in front of Lin Yi, raising the giant sword in his hand high. The other party did not move to fight, but just stood there stupidly in mid-air, completely at a loss. He spat disdainfully, flashed the knife in his hand, and struck down suddenly.
This knife was fast and hard enough, and it actually caused a faint sound of wind and thunder. It was quite powerful! The light flashed, but Gengwu and the several monks behind him looked startled. The man was nowhere to be seen. Did he escape?
"Ouch...ah...!"
As the pitiful cries rang out, Gengwu realized something was wrong. The boy had dodged his own knife in the flash of lightning and looked for an opportunity to rush into the crowd. Not only that, after he knocked over a person, he was followed by a big stick sweeping across him. The poor monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul was smashed into a pile of minced meat before he could recover.
"Shameless!" Geng Wu shouted angrily, leading three monks in the late Nascent Soul stage to chase after him.
At this time, Lin Yi was like a fish in water, disappearing among the crowd. He specifically seeks out the monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul to play dirty tricks, and only waits for his spiritual consciousness to lock onto the opponent before ramming him headlong into them. The usage of ‘Breaking Sky Escape’ is very harmful!
This is the technique used by the monks to break through the sky. For the Yuanying monks, there is no way to avoid it. In addition, Lin Yi's strong muscles and bones were hit unexpectedly and hard, and not many people could withstand it.
"boom--"
Another person was knocked out and Lin Yi followed closely behind. He swung the stick down, not caring whether the opponent was dead or alive, and then disappeared into the crowd in a flash. The next moment, the howling started again!
Seeing this, Geng Wu and others were filled with rage and pursued them, but they were exhausted for a while.
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Gu Zuo, who was watching the battle from a distance, closed his eyes feebly and sighed secretly. If I wasn't careful, that kid took advantage of me again! In just a short time, three monks who were in the early stage of Nascent Soul were murdered. If this continues, I'm afraid not many people will be spared.
Opening his eyes suddenly, Gu Zuo's face was full of anger. He looked at the situation in mid-air coldly and moved his mouth. Immediately, it turned and retreated to the distant mountain peaks to avoid disaster.
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The opponent Tian Zhenzi was looking for was an old man who looked half a hundred years old. Their cultivation levels were almost the same. He didn't have too much entanglement with the other party. He just used his thunder method and smashed it at no cost, forcing the other person to panic.
Tian Zhenzi, who thought he had taken advantage, couldn't help laughing: "There were single fights, group fights, and even my junior brother killed the opponent in succession, it was so damn happy!" When he was in high spirits, he did not forget to pay attention to the twenty and thirty There was movement ten feet away. Master and disciple Ziyu joined forces to fight, each holding a cauldron in front of them. Although they were unable to attack the enemy, they were able to protect themselves.
Although the group of people who joined forces to defend against the enemy took the lead, they gradually became in decline. Compared with their opponents' cultivation, bravery and proficiency in fighting, this group of people was inevitably inferior. Only the middle-aged man at the head had strong magic power and could sustain the scene alone.
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Lin Yi succeeded repeatedly, and the four men from Gengwu and Wu pursued him even more urgently. Ignoring what was behind him, he looked for the unlucky person and rushed over. But when it was about to approach, four or five magic weapons suddenly came at the same time. He secretly shouted something bad, and with a thought in his mind, his body that was as fast as lightning suddenly stopped, and then disappeared again.
Gengwu and the others rushed to nothing again and hurriedly used their spiritual consciousness to search around.
Dozens of feet away in the sky, Lin Yizheng was holding a big stick and looking down, feeling slightly impressed. After several air-breaking attacks, this escape method became much more proficient! When he saw the situation below clearly, he frowned slightly.
This is really a countermeasure for this and a countermeasure for that!
The monks from the three families no longer fought randomly, but formed a formation of four or five, advancing and retreating together, which was quite orderly. In this way, the trend of strong attack and strong defense emerged again. This move not only prevents someone from making a sneak attack, but also forces the opponent to be unprepared.
Tian Zhenzi's joy was gone, and he could only curse angrily. He and Master Ziyu dealt with five people at the same time and were immediately at a disadvantage. And the middle-aged man on our side was also entangled by his opponent...
Seeing this, Lin Yi felt helpless! This group of people not only outnumbered, but also were good at fighting, so it was really hard to deal with them. If they continued to confront each other, there would inevitably be casualties. That's it! Stop while you're ahead!
With a plan in mind, Lin Yi hurriedly communicated with Tian Zhenzi and others, and told him and the dozen helpers to wait for an opportunity to retreat to the formation!
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"Lin Yi, you rat! You are a demon cultivator, why don't you fight me!"
Seeing Lin Yi's location clearly, Geng Wu simply gave up chasing him and shouted angrily. Anyway, he couldn't catch up, so he might as well challenge him on the spot. He and the three late Yuanying cultivators, together with Huo Qingzi, did not gather together, but the five of them dispersed. The others were divided into two groups, fighting fiercely. The magic weapons, talismans and magical powers flying in the air made this valley crowded.
"I'm not a demon cultivator!" Looking down, Lin Yi replied absent-mindedly.
Geng Wu snorted coldly: "Humph! Before, I didn't believe what others said, but now I have seen it with my own eyes, you can't deny it! Those with great strength and strong bones, what else can they be but demon cultivators?"
Lin Yi shook his head, curled his lips, and said nonchalantly: "I am just the one who specializes in fighting demon cultivators!"
Geng Wu snorted again, his broad chest rose and fell heavily, raised his head and shouted angrily: "Arrogant! The strength of Zhenwu demon cultivators is unmatched in the world!"
Lin Yi frowned slightly and said impatiently: "You are so long-winded! Just let those people stop, and I will teach you a lesson. What's the difficulty?" His condescending tone seemed to be instructing a junior.
Among the cultivators in Jiuzhou, the most arrogant ones are demon cultivators! The most fierce and aggressive ones are still demon cultivators! Under the same cultivation, demon cultivators rarely meet opponents, so how can they not be arrogant and blazing!
The world is so big that there are all kinds of things, but today there is a person who specializes in fighting demon cultivators!
"Stop it——" A thunderous shout suddenly sounded, startling the entire valley. The two sides fighting in the distance slowly stopped and looked over here one by one. Tian Zhenzi and others took the opportunity to retreat to the hillside and stopped in front of the formation to watch.
Geng Wu's face changed from green to red, and then covered with a thick layer of frost, and his gloomy eyes flashed with a fierce light. After a roar, he took a deep breath, and the bones around him suddenly made a series of crisp sounds, and then the murderous aura spread, with amazing momentum.
"Buzz——" Another explosion sounded, and the five-foot steel knife in Geng Wu's hand flashed a three-foot-long blade light. He held the giant blade in his hand and stood with the momentum of splitting the sky, as majestic as a god. He grinned viciously and shouted at Lin Yi: "Geng is a demon cultivator, please teach me!"
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At this time, the two sides of the battle had stopped and stayed away. In the valley, besides Geng Wu and Lin Yi, there were only Huo Qingzi and three late Nascent Soul cultivators a hundred feet away. The woman did not leave, but stood guard with the three people around the valley, pretending to watch the enemy and help the formation.
In front of the formation on the hillside, Tian Zhenzi and the middle-aged man gathered together, watching with concern. Two of the women whispered to each other-
"Why did Senior Brother Mingxin help that young man? How could he beat the master of Zhenwu Sect? Isn't it asking for trouble..." The plain-clothed woman who asked the question had a face like a full moon, very charming and moving.
The woman in the same light-colored dress replied in a voice transmission: "Senior Brother has his own reasons, why ask more!" Her words were soft, and with her willow eyebrows and fine eyes, the whole person looked quite pretty and quiet.
"Sister! Do you still remember what my brother told me? He said that safety is the most important thing in the fairyland, and experience is secondary. But what happened now..." The perfect woman couldn't stay idle for a while, and whispered to her sister.
Not far from the two women were Tian Zhenzi and others. He proudly raised his chest, pointed to the sky and said to the left and right: "Everyone, look! That's my brother, who specializes in beating demon cultivators..." The middle-aged man on the side didn't know him, so it was inconvenient to talk. He looked up, disbelieving, and then looked at the formation behind him with some suspicion.
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Above the valley, Gengwu was ready. Lin Yi's eyes swept around and fell coldly on the other party.
This Gengwu was really angry! However, the rumored demon cultivators are very powerful, and I have to see it today!
"Haha! It's not a matter of teaching! I never talk about politeness when I hit people!"
Lin Yi sneered at Gengwu and had already raised the black gold iron rod in his hand!
Geng Wu was furious when he saw the other party pretending to be so arrogant. He shouted, "You are abominable!" As soon as he spoke, he flew into the air.
"You deserve to be beaten..."
Lin Yi shouted softly, and the dragon armor immediately covered his body and cheeks. His eyes were cold, and he rushed down, swinging the iron rod at the attacking Geng Wu, and a black hurricane roared away.
Geng Wu looked ferocious, and swung his knife fiercely. The sharp blade exploded in the middle, and suddenly turned into a white tiger several feet long, baring its teeth and claws, unstoppable.
"Bang——"
A loud noise shook the valley, and the two figures in the air suddenly separated. Geng Wu just took a step back and stood firmly. He was still suicidal, but he couldn't help but sneered, and his expression was extremely proud. Lin Yi flew back more than ten feet before he landed steadily with a somersault, but he stared at his hands in amazement.
The five-foot-long black gold iron rod was only two feet long...
The black gold iron rod that had accompanied him for more than a hundred years was not only extremely hard, but also extremely powerful and invincible. It was cut in half just like that...
Lin Yi's eyes moved away from his hand, and he followed the other iron rod that fell far into the valley. Inexplicably, he felt as if he had lost something...
Things in your hand are often lost like this, and there is no way to find them! Even if you hold them tightly, even if they are indestructible, they still disappear unexpectedly, just like the falling iron rod...
"Hmph! I am not your opponent, hehe..." After defeating the enemy with one sword, Geng Wu couldn't help but sneer. He raised the sword in his hand and said proudly: "You dare to call yourself a demon cultivator with such a humble skill, how arrogant! Geng doesn't kill people with empty tricks! Today, you can't escape..."
Lin Yi slowly raised his head, and the red light flashed in his eyes. The endless murderous intent covered Geng Wu with the two blood lights. His eyebrows moved, and he said coldly: "You, give me back my iron rod..."
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