Martial Boss Chapter 251

Bai Feng’s speed is even three points faster than Qing Yu’s. Even if the Tai Xu Eye can see through Bai Feng’s trail, if he cannot keep up with his speed, he will always be separated from him by an uncrossable distance.

However, sometimes, to catch up with someone, one did not necessarily have to make the effort oneself, one could also let the other drive oneself.

“Heh.”

With a soft laugh, Qing Yu followed the shadow of Bai Feng’s figure closely.

“How is that possible?” The calm and collected White Phoenix lost his composure for the first time, as he saw a large smiling face right beside him, as well as – a plain and unadorned sword.

The sword’s light swept across the room and blood swept out.

At the cost of a sword wound on his shoulder, Bai Feng once again pushed his stance, trying desperately to get away from Qing Yu.

However, it was still useless, Qing Yu’s figure, still not moving an inch, followed Bai Feng closely, like his shadow.

‘Fire God’s Shadow’, the unique body technique of the Fire Division of the Eight Divisions of the Western City, created specifically to deal with people of great lightness. Its core lies in the fact that fire moves with the wind, as the wind blows by, the flames dance in response to the wind.

Whether one is a master of lightness or not, the movement of one’s body will always bring about a flow of air. This air movement is the directional mark and the source of power for the ‘Fire God Shadow’.

Although the main source of power comes from the strongest true qi, if the enemy does not move, I do not move either, but if the enemy moves, I follow the shadow.

Therefore, no matter how good Bai Feng’s lightness is, as long as he doesn’t lose track of it like Qiao Baixuan, he will not be able to escape from Qing Yu’s pursuit.

In close combat, Bai Feng, who is a good swimmer, is somewhat dwarfed.

No, I’d say he was powerless to fight back.

Compared to Qing Yu, whose style is ever-changing and who specialises in all kinds of fighting techniques, Bai Feng’s defeat was already sealed when his advantage of distance disappeared.

“Chemically cleansed of a thousand ingenuities, all elephants mixed is Tai Zhen.”

The clear drink was like the long chant of an old dragon, and the field of true qi filled the surroundings, leaving this white phoenix like a bird in a cage, with nowhere to spread its wings.

Subsequently, the ‘Ten Thousand Worlds of Zhaoming’ pierced the white phoenix’s throat, severing his life.

“Congratulations, host, for killing the two-star villain-White Phoenix, gaining items: Feather Blade (two stars), White Phoenix (three stars), and martial arts heritage: ‘Six Illusions of the Phoenix Dance’ (three stars).”

Immediately following this, naturally, is White Phoenix’s full lightness sensation. Oh, and that wonderful bird training technique was also transmitted to Qing Yu in one package by the system.

It had to be said that Bai Feng was indeed exceptionally gifted. With the strength of the 9th level of the Innate Heaven, he had created the “Six Illusions of the Phoenix Dance”, which was rated by the system as three stars, and his talent in lightness was truly extraordinary.

However, in Qing Yu’s opinion, the biggest gain was not the “Six Illusions of the Phoenix Dance”, but the White Phoenix in the item bar with the same name as White Phoenix.

The White Phoenix is just a nickname, the real name is actually the White Phoenix. And while the White Phoenix in the item bar certainly could not be White Phoenix himself, it could not be called an item either.

This White Phoenix is actually White Phoenix’s travelling mount, the big, godly, handsome white bird. (The big bird seems a bit dirty)

This is the first time that Qing Yu has gotten a living thing from the system, and if it wasn’t for the fact that he was in a secret room, Qing Yu would have wanted to release the white phoenix to see it.

After a little bit of excitement, Qing Yu took a little bit of a breather.

What he was going to face next was not something that could be compared to the Great Rejoicing Bodhisattva or the White Phoenix.

“System, I want to challenge Zhu Wusi.”

Without much rest, defeating the Great Rejoicing Bodhisattva and White Phoenix did not take much of Qing Yu’s energy, or rather, the White Phoenix and Great Rejoicing Bodhisattva also served as a warm-up, leaving Qing Yu’s current battle spirit at its peak.

“Guardian BOSS level opening in progress ——”

With a blur in front of his eyes, Qing Yu had arrived in the middle of a glorious hall.

Looking up slightly, Zhu Wusi, dressed in imperial robes, was sitting on top of the dragon chair, one hand pressing the dragon head armrest, and was looking at Qing Yu from a high position.

I have to say, I didn’t know Zhu Wusi was a villain in the early stages, but after learning of his ambition in the later stages, and then looking at this chair with dragon heads on both armrests, I could see that Zhu Wusi coveted the throne.

The dragon chair is something that not even a prince is qualified to sit on, except for the emperor, let alone Zhu Wusi, who, despite his power, is himself born of a palace maid and is only a divine marquis.

“Is it you, who wants to challenge me?”

Zhu Wusi leaned forward slightly and looked down at Qing Yu, who was standing in the middle of the hall.

Qing Yu didn’t make any reply, Zhu Wusi was a person with whom it was completely useless to talk and climb into friendship. You can’t see that he can even kill his righteous son and daughter, and he can also kill his long-time ally, Wan San Tong, if he doesn’t support him. Gu San Tong gave him the “Sucking Technique”, a man who had made his life glorious, but he could also be killed.

For him, apart from Su Xin, there were no other people who could not be killed.

The ‘Ten Thousand Worlds of Zhaoming’ had been in his hand long before he entered the inheritance space. At this moment, without a word, Qing Yu got up and leapt into mid-air, attacking directly.

A sword came from the west, flying immortally from the sky.

The moment he struck, it was the strongest move. He was a celestial being, floating like an immortal, dancing with an overwhelming sword style and wielding a heaven-defeating sword.

Kill!

There is no one Zhu Wusi cannot kill, and neither can Qing Yu. Compared to Zhu Wusi, who still has his weaknesses, Qing Yu, who is all alone, can do even more ruthlessly and desperately than him.

Sword Qi stretched 30,000 miles across, a single sword chilled 19 states.

The entire hall was less than half a mile in diameter, so Qing Yu’s indistinct figure was in front of Zhu Wusi in an instant.

With the enemy close at hand, the previously indistinct ‘Ten Thousand Worlds of Enlightenment’ exploded with overwhelming sword energy, and the desk in front of Zhu Wusi was silently split in two.

And as the main target of the attack, Zhu Wusi was faced with what a brilliant and overwhelming sword qi.

However, in the face of such extreme sword moves, Zhu Wushi remained seated on his dragon chair, calm and collected.

A round, pale white qi shield appeared in front of Zhu Wusi, blocking the overwhelming “Flying Immortal”.

Heavenly Dipper Child Kung Fu.

It was the skill of Cao Zhengchun, who had helped Zhu Wushi carry the ultimate boss’s black pot for dozens of episodes, and naturally Zhu Wushi, who had absorbed all of Cao Zhengchun’s power, also knew this skill.

Although Zhu Wushi was not a child any more, and his power was not as pure as that of Cao Zhengchun, who had been specialising in the “Heavenly Dipper Child Kung Fu” for 50 years, with the support of his power measured in centuries, the defensive power of this Heavenly Dipper Qi Shield was far from that of Cao Zhengchun.

At least it would not be broken by a single slash like Cao Zhengchun’s.

The ‘Ten Thousand Worlds of Zhaoming’ broke through extremely hard, but Zhu Wusi’s true qi seemed endless and kept on supporting the Heavenly Dipper Qi Shield in a constant stream.

“For someone of your age to have this level of cultivation is truly extraordinary, even my unfilial righteous sons and daughters, who are almost ten years older than you, are unable to reach it.”

Zhu Wusi sighed with admiration at Qing Yu’s cultivation, but his hand did not hesitate to point out a “Pure Yang Finger”.

Although this “Pure Yang Finger” only lived in memory and its name was simple, it was by no means simple in its power.