Chapter 218 The Mystery of Battle
Chapter 218 The Mystery of Battle
boom!
Like a heavy hammer hitting a drum.
With the fight between the two as the center, the ground within a few feet sank all at once, and then countless mud mixed with rain and fog rose into the sky and spread in a circle.
The situation in a battle changes rapidly, and Li Yuan had not planned to give his all this time, but after seizing the opportunity to win, he acted decisively and made the final decision!
The Fire Dragon Sword was longer than his arm, but the long-handled heavy hammer was longer than the Fire Dragon Sword. Before the sword pierced his heart, his heavy hammer had already arrived.
With the talisman of military power on him, how could he lack weapons?
boom!
The energy spreads like a tide.
Li Yuan succeeded in his attack and immediately put away his sledgehammer. He reached out to grab the ringing Fire Dragon Sword and with a tap of his foot, he shot out into the night rain like an arrow.
Two people tried to stop him, but they were too late to do so. They felt a pain in their wrists, and their swords were taken away.
"My sword!"
"Ah! Stop him!"
This series of changes happened in an instant, so fast that the onlookers couldn't react. Only the two old men who had lost their soldiers reacted the fastest and chased after them, shouting angrily.
When the rain and fog dissipated, Yue Chongtian's expression changed drastically:
"Master?!"
But in the ruins, Feng Yuanqing's half body was stuck in the mud, and his head was hammered into his chest!
"Brother Feng!"
Inside the backyard, everyone watching turned pale, and several of them jumped up to chase after him, but how could they catch up?
Huhu~
In the night, Li Yuan's body moved and changed, and after a few ups and downs, he left everyone behind.
Hit or miss, he would escape far away, he had grasped the essence of assassination.
"Li Yuanba!"
Behind him, there was a resentful roar that even the wind and rain could not suppress. Li Yuan looked back and saw people interweaving and many houses along the street had lights on.
boom!
Li Yuan exerted force on his feet without deliberately hiding his whereabouts. The Fire Dragon Sword was as red as fire and was very eye-catching in the rainy night.
He headed westward, alarming countless patrolling soldiers. Finally, he climbed over the wall and left the city. After making sure he had been seen, he found a tunnel in the Zhaixing Tower and took a detour back to the city.
By the time he returned to the courtyard after making a long detour, the Divine Guards' base was already brightly lit. Having first arrived in Dechang Prefecture, all the disciples of the Divine Weapon Valley were nervous, appearing relaxed on the outside but tense on the inside.
call!
Inside the room, Li Yuan quickly changed his clothes and put away his outfit. Blood was oozing from his right arm and left shoulder.
The Fire Dragon Sword Qi was extremely sharp. Although he was very good at light work, he was still hit by several swords. Fortunately, he was wearing inner armor and was not hit directly, so it was not considered an injury.
By moving qi and blood, the injuries healed quickly.
He has made great progress in practicing Qianjun Qigong. Although his internal energy is weaker than Feng Yuanqing's, he can still resist the latter's Fire Dragon Qigong.
"With the Fire Dragon Temple's endorsement, the news of Li Yuanba's appearance in Dechang Prefecture should spread quickly, right?"
Li Yuan muttered to himself.
He had originally thought that his ghost mask would be knocked off by chance during the battle, allowing others to see his true face, but after thinking it over, he gave up.
It would be enough for Li Yuanba to show up. If it was too deliberate, it would arouse suspicion.
"The one holding the quasi-divine weapon, Tongmai Dacheng, is much stronger than the two Qianjun Cave elders I killed before..."
Li Yuan lit the oil lamp and paced around the house for a few steps, calming down his excitement after the battle.
When it comes to combat experience, he is not inferior to Feng Yuanqing, who, as the head of the Fire Dragon Temple, may not have fought hundreds of bloody battles in the Xuanbing Secret Realm.
There is no shortage of fighting in the martial arts world, but apart from the Evil God Cult, most of the masters of the sects rarely engage in bloody battles with warriors of the same level.
"It's easy to get carried away when fighting."
Sorting out tonight's trip, killing Feng Yuanqing, seizing the Fire Dragon Sword, and Li Yuanba's appearance, the three major goals were all accomplished.
Li Yuan felt that he was quite satisfied. The only shortcoming was that he was too excited.
Before he went out, he was prepared for a protracted war.
With his lightness skills, he could launch multiple sneak attacks. As long as he succeeded once, he would win a complete victory without shedding a drop of blood.
But when they really started fighting, he found some differences from the fight in the Xuanbing Secret Realm.
"The fighting in the Mysterious Soldier Secret Realm will not really be life-threatening, and the body of true energy does not have adrenaline..."
Li Yuan reflected that he was not a machine after all. If a fight really started, he would get carried away and would not be able to be completely rational.
But thinking about Feng Yuanqing, he felt somewhat relieved.
I cannot be completely rational, and neither can my opponent. If Feng Yuanqing had not been blinded by rage, he would not have preferred to be hit rather than strangled himself.
"Fighting across levels is actually not accurate."
Li Yuan recalled the battle tonight.
Compared with Feng Yuanqing, his internal energy is weak and his weapons are inferior, but with the blessing of the Weapon Control Talisman, his lightness, strength, and explosive power are better than the former.
Fighting is not a competition, although realm is important.
But in the final analysis, speed and power are everything.
"Perhaps this is the reason why Old Han used the form-changing technique to kill Lian Zang? Old Han can change into a hundred forms. Although his speed is not as fast as mine with the blessing of the Weapon Palm Talisman, his strength is probably better than mine?"
Li Yuan pondered, and he felt that he had grasped the essence of fighting.
"Speed and power..."
Li Yuan began to understand Lao Han's thoughts.
When one party is faster and stronger than the other, the outcome is already decided.
It's like him and Feng Yuanqing. If the latter didn't have the Fire Dragon Sword, his first sneak attack would have decided the outcome, life or death, and it would have been a complete victory.
"Well, speed and strength are important, taking the initiative is equally important, and um... weapons are also important."
After closing the doors and windows, Li Yuan took out the Fire Dragon Sword, and the dim room instantly lit up.
This Fire Dragon Sword is red all over, and the blade is covered with dragon scale-like patterns. When it is shaken lightly, it shines like water and fire, and it looks very good.
As soon as the sword was unsheathed, the temperature of the whole room rose a lot, like a furnace. "It is indeed a good sword!"
Li Yuan gently stroked the sword.
As an expert in weapon forging, he could naturally tell the quality of a weapon at a glance. When he stroked it gently, he could feel the struggle of the Fire Dragon Sword. It already had a faint spirituality that was resisting him.
However, this spirituality is not strong, and is still far inferior to the legendary magical weapon that can choose its master.
Li Yuan shook slightly a few times, and the weak resistance disappeared.
"Below the divine weapons, this sword is the most advanced weapon. If it is nurtured with the weapon spiritualism technique for a few decades, it may naturally become a divine weapon."
Li Yuan lightly swung a few sword flowers, and felt that the internal energy was flowing very smoothly without any lag, as if the material could perfectly accommodate the internal energy.
Divine weapons choose their masters, and ordinary people are not allowed to wield them. Therefore, the value of quasi-divine weapons may even exceed that of divine weapons.
After all, not everyone has the luck to make a magical weapon recognize its master.
From what he had heard, there were many top masters in the martial arts world who had been famous for decades, but they only used top-grade famous weapons. For most people, magical weapons only existed in legends.
snort~
He shook his wrist lightly, and his internal energy surged in. Immediately, a faint red sword light appeared on the tip of the sword. Li Yuan lightly tapped it, and the floor was instantly cut in two.
With another shake, the stone slab turned into powder immediately. It was so powerful that it could cut gold and break jade. Even the famous-level inner armor could not withstand the stab of the sword.
"The sword's edge is very sharp, but not as sharp as the sword itself. Or maybe I'm not proficient in swordsmanship?"
Li Yuan played with it and couldn't let it go.
He had some obsession with the long sword in his heart. When he was a wild Taoist priest in his previous life, he also read a lot of Taoist scriptures and was very envious of the Taoist sword masters of ancient times.
He was wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a sword on his back, with the sword tassel fluttering in the wind.
This is definitely better than wearing a coarse linen shirt and carrying a heavy hammer.
"call!"
After a while, Li Yuan put away the quasi-divine weapon. He pushed open the door, the rain gradually subsided, and there was a lot of noise in the places, as if they had heard about the movement in the city.
"Li Yuan!"
After waiting for a while, Li Yuan heard Qiu Changying's voice. She came quickly with a spear in hand and a longbow on her back:
"problem occurs!"
"Ok?"
Li Yuan pretended to be surprised and asked, "What happened?"
"The head of Fire Dragon Temple was assassinated!"
Qiu Changying said solemnly, "Feng Yuanqing was assassinated and lost the Fire Dragon Sword. The people of the Fire Dragon Temple searched the city like crazy. Yue Chongtian led his men to surround the station..."
As he spoke, Qiu Changying turned and left, and Li Yuan naturally followed quickly.
In the rain, the Divine Guards had already lined up. Thousands of people were holding swords and weapons in the training ground, ready for battle. A group of veteran soldiers also formed a line.
"Xiao Li, follow us!"
Yu Jin came quickly, with a group of old soldiers who had changed their shapes protecting him on both sides, and followed Qiu Changying to the gate of the garrison.
"Where is Shi Hong?!"
From a distance, Li Yuan heard the roar.
Shi Hong?
Li Yuan was stunned at first, then his expression became a little strange. Did these people really think that Li Yuanba was Shi Hong's alias?
"Yue Chongtian!"
Qiu Changying raised his hand and shot an arrow, which hit the target in front of the station.
"You dare to break into my Divine Guards' station, do you want to die?"
"Qiu Changying!"
Outside the gate of the base, dozens of people were holding swords and knives. Yue Chongtian stood in the rain with a look of shock and anger on his face.
Are there any experts?
Li Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly. Among the dozens of people behind Yue Chongtian, there was actually one who was holding a top-grade famous weapon. He was at least at the Tongmai Dacheng level.
Deng Xiantongmai is simply not qualified to wield the top-grade famous weapon.
Deputy head of Fire Dragon Temple?
"Where is Shi Hong?!"
Yue Chongtian was still questioning.
The masters behind him all had grim expressions, and were ready to fight if they disagreed.
"He's not in now."
Qiu Changying's expression was cold and hard. He opened his bow to the full moon and locked onto Yue Chongtian: "Retreat, or die!"
"Just you?"
Yue Chongtian's face darkened, and when he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed.
Li Yuan turned around and saw Gong Yangyu coming out with a knife, his face expressionless.
"Brother Feng was assassinated, and I am also very sad, but my disciple is not in Dechang Prefecture. Even if he is, how can he have the ability to assassinate Brother Feng?"
Gong Yangyu's eyes turned and fell behind Yue Zhongtian:
"What do you think, Brother Zhang?"
Yue Chongtian's expression changed slightly.
Behind him, an old man carrying a sword walked out slowly, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Master Gongyang, didn't you leave the city? Why are you still in the capital?"
"Why, Brother Zhang, do you suspect me?"
Gong Yangyu's face darkened and his eyes looked dangerous:
"Brother Zhang, why am I in the capital city? Don't you know?"
(End of this chapter)