“Who is it that dares to sneak up on the warriors of the gra*sland.”
The sword deity broke the water, and the reckless and horizontal sword intent rushed straight upwards, angrily cutting down the incoming enemy above.
‘Tong Shen realm, really thick skin.’
Qing Yu’s palms moved in a circular motion, the taiji diagram swirled to meet him.
Taiji returns to the clan.
Swallowing the sword energy, the sword astral body was shaken back. The sword accidentally drained, leaving countless deep slash marks all around.
“Demon Dao of the Northern Zhou, it’s you.”
Hopeful Sa’s eyes cleared, recognising who the figure shining with golden light was, and his heart was doubly shocked, “You’ve actually broken through!”
The Gra*sland had long coveted Northern Zhou and had planted countless spies there. Although the majority of the spies were only active in the marketplace, they knew a lot about the demon dao of Northern Zhou, Qing Yu.
This demon dao could be said to be the most trusted person by the Zhou Emperor, and he was behind all the major events in Northern Zhou.
The submerged dragon in the Flying Cloud Pa*s was also built under the orders of Qing Yu. The Demon Dao’s weight in the Northern Zhou could be said to be greater than that of a dynasty full of civil servants.
But when had this Demon Dao also advanced to the rank of Tong Shen?
Wasn’t it said that he had been hovering at the True Dan realm? At the beginning, he had to borrow the Tong Tian Giant Statue to quell Yi Qianshan’s rebellion. But now he had already broken through.
A hundred thousand long-necked sheep on the north-western plateau seemed to be running through Hefeng Sa’s mind. But when he thought about it, he was overjoyed.
If he captured the demon dao alive, he would be able to interrogate him to find out how to make the Subterranean Dragon, and he would be able to get a clear picture of Northern Zhou. This is a great help from the Everlasting Heaven!
Naturally, Hefeng Sa would not underestimate himself and think that he would not be able to capture Qing Yu, who had only recently broken through. He held his sword in both hands, and a brutal blade light erupted from his bone blade.
“Raging Mountain Break.”
The sword’s astral body more than doubled as it broke through the Taiji diagram and was caught in a pair of golden palms.
On Qing Yu’s hands, countless Buddhist texts flowed, and the imperishable body bestowed by the Golden Bell Shroud clashed with the sword astral, rubbing out countless brilliant golden sparks.
Suddenly, Qing Yu’s hands twisted, and a strong and flexible force emerged from his hands, as the Luohan Unloading combined with the Taiji Diagram to twist the sword diaphragm, splitting deep marks on the rock wall above.
Then, in Qing Yu’s palms, a flaming energy of burning gold and molten iron was created, with the momentum of burning all things, pressing down.
Bodhisattva extinguished.
“Boom boom boom-”
The fire energy collided with the cross-blocking bone sabre. The bone blade in Hopeful Sa’s hand was no ordinary product, but it survived the bitterly hot fire energy unscathed. The sword energy rose again, cutting through the flames.
The turbid streams around them were all evaporated by the fire energy, before being cut into countless chunks of water mist by the sword qi.
Qing Yu and Hefeng Sa were hit by the wave of qi and flew backwards and forwards, leaving deep skid marks on the rock wall above and the bottom of the dark river below.
“Be a good boy, demon.”
Hopfonza’s feet ploughed two long marks in the bottom of the muddy corpse that mixed with this, his bone blade in his hand across his body, his brutality unabated.
‘Gra*slanders’ skins, indeed, are strong enough.’
Qing Yu thought as he swung his palm back, recoiling to remove the backward rush, suspended in the air.
The gra*sland side was a world where the weak are strong, and every gra*sland martial artist was not necessarily strong in attack, but their skin must be thick enough. A brittle-skinned man would find it hard to survive on the gra*slands. Even shamans who were proficient in foreign arts had a strong body.
”It’s a pity that this body and I can’t combine spirit and flesh, and that I can’t advance to the realm of ‘Heavenly Dipper Qi Duel’, or else I wouldn’t be so stagnant.”
It was somewhat ironic to say that this original body had only been replaced for a few days and had already become unfamiliar with the Yuan Shen. The fusion between Qing Yu’s Yuan Shen and the Holy Devil’s Yuan Tirth had basically succeeded, and the Yuan Shen no longer had its old outlook, so naturally, it could not combine with the original body’s spirit and flesh to practise the ‘Heavenly Dipper Qi Duel’.
However, despite this, Qing Yu did not lack sufficient power.
With lightning rising from his feet, Qing Yu shot towards Hefeng Sa with lightning speed, faster than the wind and thunder.
The thunder god’s speed.
The lightning flashes caused the air to smell burnt, and Qing Yu instantly crossed the constant distance, bullying Hefeng Sa closer.
“Are you looking for death?!” A fierce smile appeared on Hopfenthal’s face, and his eyes were filled with pleasure.
In terms of close quarters wrestling, he was no weaker than anyone else. The Gra*sland wrestling technique may look ancient and clumsy, but it can bring out the strength of the body in awkward body movements.
Hopfonza twisted his arm horizontally and grabbed the golden arm, holding Clearfeather firmly in place.
“You’re dead ——”
The eyes full of fierce intent met the pair of eyes that glittered with a cold aura, and could not help but stare.
Sacred Heart Four Tribulations – The Amazing Eyes Tribulation.
Qing Yu’s Eye Technique had been cultivated since the Innate Realm. The Taixu Eye with the Heavenly Son Lookout Technique to perform the Astounding Eye Robbery was not the kind of eye technique that was dedicated to abuse like Di Shi Tian’s.
In terms of spiritual strength, Qing Yu of the Three Souls is no match for anyone. The special connection of the Holy Demon’s Yuan Tirth allowed the other two souls in the Northern Zhou’s Earth Palace to transmit their power across the air, using the power of the three souls to suppress Hefeng Sa.
He Feng Sa’s aura was suppressed by Qing Yu, while his heart suddenly beat violently, generating a feeling of cramping pain.
The strength of his internal organs was no match for Qing Yu, who had reached the 12th level of the Golden Bell Shroud.
“You ——”
He Feng Sa was stimulated to wake up by the heart pain, but burst out with stronger fierce intent, “Die!”
Essence blood burning, the bone knife cut across the waist of Qing Yu, cutting him into two.
After the upper and lower parts of the body were severed, there was no blood spilling out, but rather it drifted away into a mist and quickly dissipated.
Qing Yu’s face began to blur with a big smile as it completely dissipated into mist and gushed towards the back of Hopeful.
The Seven Immense Realms.
This martial art is arguably the most divine martial art of the emperor, even the sacred heart technique is hard to match. It was only because Qing Yu had gained all of Di Shi Tian’s martial arts insights that he was able to practice this technique in a short period of time.
As the mist condensed into a solid form behind Hefeng Sa, Qing Yu pointed out his sword with one hand, and a small, pitch-black sword took shape at his fingertips.
“Don’t you dare!” Hefeng Sa’s feet shot up, but he wanted to run wildly forward.
It was not within Hefeng Sa’s choice to slash back or to turn around and strike back. The experienced gra*sland god knew that agility was not his forte, and if he had a true dan realm martial artist behind him, he would have been able to strike back with impunity, but if he was a god, it would have been better for him to close the distance first and then turn to dodge.
Although his body was not that sharp, he was still very confident when it came to explosions.
What’s more, sensing that great sense of threat, Hefun Sa made a split-second decision and began to burn his essence to grow his burst.
“No, it’s you who don’t want to!”
The golden body was stained with thick darkness, and in an instant it was like the presence of an evil spirit from hell. The darkness was so strong that Hefeng Sa felt even more threatened behind him.
But just as his feet left the ground, he suddenly stood still for a moment.
In modern time, Hefun Sa, or rather, everything around him, stopped for 0.1 seconds.
