Chapter 386 Can a person live without a heart?
Chapter 386 Can a person live without a heart? (asking for monthly votes)
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The sword light flashed across, and the onlookers at a distance of hundreds of feet could not help but retreat one after another. The sword light was like a tide, and the momentum was extremely huge.
"This old guy is really cruel."
Li Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he tapped his toes lightly. Nine clouds and dragons appeared, passing by the knife light.
As he dodged, he raised his left hand and broke a large piece of the knife light. With the Mirage Dragon Armor and the Red Blood Dragon Armor covering his body, he even felt that he could withstand the knife.
laugh!
After missing the target with his saber, Yan Chunyang took a step forward, his saber energy surging for more than ten feet, like a saber dragon crisscrossing and surging with murderous energy, his moves were all killing moves:
"die!"
The knife marks penetrated the ground like a fast plow, leaving a knife mark more than 30 meters long on the ground.
"He has mastered blood transfusion, Dragon God Qi, Demon Subduing Sword Technique, and at least three other unique skills... No wonder Senior Brother Long won all seven battles. He is indeed not an ordinary person."
Li Yuan moved and dodged, occasionally raising his hammer to block, and with just a few moves, he had thoroughly analyzed Yan Chunyang.
A Daozi-level figure, possessing two magical skills and two magical weapons, if he uses all his might, no one below the Grandmaster of the current generation and the previous generation in Longhu Temple can defeat him.
However, compared to Wan Zhuliu of the same level, Yan Chunyang's swordsmanship is more brutal and domineering, but it lacks purity. It has form but no spirit. It seems to be powerful, but in fact there is a huge gap.
"As for me...if I use all my strength, can I kill him in just a few moves?"
Li Yuan dodged the knife and his mind was slightly distracted, but it was just a thought. He didn't want to activate the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer in front of everyone.
Feeling the black dragon's substantial gaze, Master Li Dao felt a chill in his heart and suppressed the Mirage Dragon Whip to prevent himself from losing blood too quickly.
"Well... let's keep fighting for a few more moves."
boom!
The knife flashed and shattered, and Yan Chunyang's moves were ruthless.
Li Yuan either dodged or evaded, stepping on Yunlong Jiuxian to fight with him. The benefits of fighting with Wan Zhuliu many times were reflected at this time. No matter how sharp Yan Chunyang's swordsmanship was, he could easily avoid it.
boom!
boom!
The sounds of swords jingling and exploding were continuous, centered on the battle between Li Yuan and the other man, spreading out for hundreds of feet. Wherever they passed, the ground cracked, trees were broken, and rocks shattered.
The air at the battle site seemed to be boiling, with mist rising.
"My junior brother has actually become so strong?"
Among the crowd, Ba Wanli had the clearest vision, but even if he opened his eyes wide, he could only see two figures in the air waves that sometimes intersected and sometimes separated.
Not to mention the moves, even the specific collision and confrontation cannot be seen clearly.
"Junior brother, he has surpassed the Valley Master..."
Fang Baoluo subconsciously glanced at Gong Yangyu who was not far away. The latter had broken his beard at some point and was staring at him in a daze.
"This kid..."
Pinching his beard, Gong Yangyu was a little dazed. He still remembered the young man who had the shape of a dragon but was not yet strong when the Divine Weapon Valley opened its gates.
It's only been a few years, and it has come to this?
Even if he had a top-grade magic weapon, this was enough to terrify people. Yan Chunyang was the only direct disciple of King Zhenwu, and it had been nearly ten years since he had been in Dacheng.
Zheng~
The knife light rushed straight into the sky like a waterfall.
"This kid's Qinggong is too good, and he has a top-grade magic weapon. It will probably take more than a hundred moves to kill him..."
After several strikes failed to hit him, a fierce light flashed in Yan Chunyang's eyes. He stomped his feet heavily, and black light burst out from his body. In an instant, he was covered with a hideous black dragon armor:
"kill!"
With a long roar, Yan Chunyang put on armor and his speed increased dramatically. The light of his sword became sharper and sharper. With a casual strike of his sword, a mark of a hundred meters long lasted for a long time.
"Is this urgent?"
Li Yuan moved and changed his body shape nine times. While avoiding the knife, he was also feeling the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique.
Wan Zhuliu's swordsmanship combines form and spirit, and there is almost no trace of any moves when he strikes the sword. Even if he wants to learn it, he can't. However, Yan Chunyang's swordsmanship is much worse, so he can get a glimpse of the mystery of this god-level swordsmanship.
"Just a little bit..."
Yan Chunyang's blood seemed to be burning, his energy surged like a dragon, like a black thunderbolt. After putting on the divine armor, his martial arts skills increased dramatically.
However, to his surprise, the boy's speed suddenly increased again, still just one point away, just enough to avoid his sword light.
"It's still a little bit..."
After several missed attacks, Yan Chunyang finally realized that something was wrong. He turned around and glanced at Mo Long who was standing in the distance with his hands behind his back. The latter also had a frown on his face.
Unlike Yan Chunyang who realized it later, Li Yuan's expression changed after he dodged several times.
"Not only the Mirage Dragon Whip, but also two magical weapons. No wonder Long Yingchan..."
Mo Long looked at Long Yingchan with a slightly cold look in his eyes, only to see that the three old guys had gathered together at some point and were looking at him with interest.
"Li the kid has cultivated the forms of various spiritual birds, and his lightness skill is very good. Even Xinglie who cultivated Yunlong Jiuxian to the sixth level is not as fast as him..."
"The Whip of the Mirage Dragon is really a good thing. With this magical weapon, it is enough to make up for the gap between Li and Yan, even if he has two magical weapons."
"Keep your eyes on Mo Long."
The three of them communicated via voice transmission. Except for Nie Xianshan who was a little surprised, Long Yingchan and Long Xixiang seemed very calm and did not seem worried.
Most of Long Xixiang's attention was on Mo Long.
"This kid is good at hiding his abilities."
Seeing the flash of sword, Li Yuan retreated again and again, and it seemed that it was becoming more and more difficult to resist. Long Yingchan was speechless and watched with great interest.
This kid is not very courageous, but his talent in martial arts is truly amazing. With each move, each movement, and dodging, he controls his strength to the minute, and he can display all kinds of martial arts at will.
Faintly, he already has the bearing of a master.
"How come it's still a little short..."
At a certain moment, another knife missed. Yan Chunyang could no longer suppress his anger. He leaped up, his body gleaming with black light, and a black dragon opened its bloodshot eyes:
"Roar!"
In an instant, Yan Chunyang seemed to be burning. Under the infusion of true energy, he had actually activated the small Demon-Subduing Sword in his hand.
This was a magic weapon made by a great craftsman from the imperial court and forged by his master using the Demon-Subduing Dragon Sword. It was perfectly compatible with his swordsmanship and true energy.
He never expected that a junior who practiced internal refining could fight him for dozens of moves with just a top-grade magic weapon.
"die!"
Yan Chunyang put all his strength into it.
In an instant, the onlookers felt a darkness before their eyes, as if a curtain had been pulled down. It was darker than the night, blocking out the moonlight, and was filled with cold sword energy.
"This strike has some of the flavor of the first strike that defeated the demon."
Feeling the extreme sharpness, Li Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly. He calculated in his mind that there were already sixty-seven moves.
"That's almost it!"
Boom!
As soon as Li Yuan's mind moved, the crisscrossing sword lights that blocked all his space to dodge came down with a bang.
But this time, he didn't think about dodging.
Bang!
Li Yuan lightly tapped his feet, and the ground within a radius of dozens of meters shook and sank. Even though they were hundreds of feet away, the onlookers only felt the ground shaking and their feet went numb.
With the help of the huge recoil force, Li Yuan soared into the sky, and it could be said that the powerful true energy was poured into the Demon-Subduing Pestle.
The Ancient Elephant Spirit Dragon Demon-Subduing Pestle is not really a hammer weapon. One end is a pestle, and the other end is three-edged and pointed. There are dragon and elephant-like patterns interwoven on it, and it is very heavy.
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The next moment, the demon-subduing pestle trembled violently. It was only about one meter long at first, but it stretched several times longer in an instant. The three-edged tip was intertwined with mysterious light.
It was like a two-meter-long spear, piercing straight into the overwhelming sword light.
"Are you not hiding anymore?"
Yan Chunyang sneered in his heart. He used all his strength to strike with this knife. Even if Long Xinglie, Shi Qingyi, and Pei Xingkong were here, they would be horrified and could only resist. "If I kill this man, will Long Yingchan... huh?!"
As the sword slashed down, Yan Chunyang felt a mixture of satisfaction and worry, but then his heart trembled and a bone-chilling chill rose in his chest.
"Um?!"
Faster than him, Mo Long, who was watching the fight, had already sensed something was wrong. His eyes narrowed and his gaze fixed on Li Yuan.
As he leaped forward, the boy, wearing the armor of a mirage dragon, looked strong, flexible and fast, but he looked a bit immature and timid. However, after he leaped, his aura suddenly changed.
The change was so drastic that not only him, but also Long Yingchan, Long Xixiang and Nie Xianshan were all staring at it intently.
This leap was like a fish leaping over the Dragon Gate, or like a snake transforming into a dragon, or a reptile standing up into a peng bird.
The whole person radiates an extremely dazzling light, as deep as the night, yet seems to contain all kinds of brilliance within.
"not good!"
At this moment, Mo Long's expression changed, but before he could move, he had already noticed the gazes of Master Long Ying and his brother. Ying Xin just moved his feet, and Nie Xianshan's sword light was already lit.
"what!"
A huge crisis suddenly fell, Yan Chunyang's eyes were bloodshot, his long hair broke through the crown and stood up, and the sword light that chopped down became heavier and faster.
At the same time, he squeezed the true Qi in his body, causing it to explode, break through his Qi channels and blood vessels, and outside of the Little Dragon God's armor, transform into the form of a dragon god composed of Qi, blood, and true Qi interwoven together.
boom!
His reaction was quick, but almost at the same time, the Ancient Elephant Spirit Dragon Pestle in Li Yuan's hand, which was like a long sword, was pushed forward with great force.
It swept away the small demon-suppressing knife, piercing through the crisscrossing sword lights, the raging sword energy, the true energy covering the body, and the ferocious little dragon god armor...
"Crack!"
Yan Chunyang's eyes were bloodshot and his heart was trembling.
He still had many martial arts skills to perform, the demon-suppressing sword energy in his internal organs to be used, and...
"laugh!"
Faster than the thought, accompanied by a slight sound, the air wave exploded, and countless earth, rocks, mud and sand rose into the sky with smoke and dust.
"Roar!"
In the distance, an angry dragon roar was heard, followed by a burst of light, which subsided after a moment.
The body formed by the true energy of Mo Long flickered, and the shadow heart behind him was cut into two parts by a sword. Black gas rose up and was blown away by the wind.
"Whoo~"
The wind was howling, and the rage on Mo Long's face disappeared. He looked coldly at the place where the two men were fighting.
After the dust settled, Li Yuan stood there holding a pestle. The pestle, which was as long as a spear, pierced through the little dragon god's armor and killed Yan Chunyang, who was glaring with anger, in mid-air.
"Won!"
Seeing this scene, there was deathly silence all around at first, and then there was an uproar.
Most people did not see the specific confrontation between the two men, they could only see the intertwining figures. But when the smoke and dust settled, they naturally saw Yan Chunyang who was killed.
"Uncle Li won!"
"Yan Chunyang was actually killed by someone who crossed his level?!"
"Junior brother, a great victory, a great victory..."
Wan Zhuliu's only disciple was killed in public. This was an absolutely major event in the whole world.
The onlookers were talking and exclaiming, and all kinds of noise filled the air.
People who were nearby moved forward one after another, and people who were far away also leaned forward one after another. They were filled with shock and horror, astonishment and fear, and all kinds of gazes came at them in an overwhelming manner.
But he was frightened by a buzzing sound. Nie Xianshan shook the sword in his hand, repelled everyone, and still locked his eyes on the figure of Mo Long.
"This armor is really hard enough..."
Li Yuan's right hand was shaking and numb. With the last leap, he activated the Thunder Dragon Sky Hammer. With the tremendous force of thirty thousand jin, the Ancient Elephant Spirit Dragon Demon Subduing Pestle finally struck and pierced through the little dragon's armor.
But the recoil force almost broke his palm.
"Sixty-eight moves... No, if you really count, I only used two moves."
Li Yuan let out a long sigh and took off the two pieces of armor on his body one after another. But then his heart skipped a beat and a look of surprise and astonishment flashed in his eyes.
"You deserve to die!"
A roar like thunder exploded in his ears. Yan Chunyang, who was pierced through the left chest by Li Yuan, was still alive. He let out a sonic roar and raised his hands.
The true energy is like a dragon, and the two peaks pierce the ears and hit heavily.
"You're not even going to die?!"
Li Yuan was shocked but not panicked. He just shook his wrist, and Yan Chunyang's body was immediately broken into two pieces. He then pulled back with his backhand and smashed his head into pieces.
Is this old guy's heart also upside down?
Are the hearts of masters and disciples all on the right side?
"Is there such a coincidence?"
Li Yuan's heart trembled, and he felt something was wrong.
"stop!"
Almost at the same time, Mo Long's angry roar rang out.
Master Li Dao reacted quickly. Without any movement, he quickly withdrew and retreated behind Long Yingchan.
He used all his strength to retreat this time, fearing that the black dragon would not be able to bear the loss and would hit him back. Fortunately, he just shouted coldly.
"I am willing to admit defeat."
After Li Yuan left, everyone's eyes fell on the young man with a gloomy face. After he was distracted for a moment, he spoke in a low voice.
As he spoke, his eyes swept over.
Long Yingchan patted Li Yuan's shoulder and blocked him behind him:
"Who is the King of Zhenwu? Why would he interfere in a fight between the younger generation?"
Mo Long looked at the torn body of Yan Chunyang with an expressionless face:
"I want to take his body away."
Glancing at the body that was broken into two pieces and the head that was shattered, Long Yingchan nodded:
"Naturally."
Mo Long stopped talking and just took a step forward. His true energy dispersed like countless hands, grabbing all of Yan Chunyang's remains and scattered flesh and blood.
Then, without looking back, he disappeared into the night.
"It's all gone!"
Watching the figure go away, Nie Xianshan shouted and drove away the onlookers.
"Master..."
Li Yuan handed the Ancient Elephant Spirit Dragon Pestle back to Long Xixiang. There was still some surprise on his face. It was not uncommon for people to have rebellious feelings. It was a bit of a coincidence that both the master and the disciple did the same.
What made him even more surprised and suspicious was that, with his strength, the blow that penetrated his right chest would surely shatter all his internal organs.
"He has some secret method to protect his internal organs? Or is it..."
(End of this chapter)