Chapter 32: Bloody Battle, Their Strength and Will Are Under My Control (Part 2)
In this life-and-death battle, he gained not only strength and improvement in skills, but the most valuable thing was the tempering of his will.
The indomitable willpower cuts through the fog, illusions and hesitation like a sharp blade.
His strong will enables him to better seize opportunities.
His strong will allowed him to better control the strength of his body every time he swung the sword. His strength began to become condensed and unified, which enabled him to better exert his strength. With only 70% or 80% of his strength, he could achieve the same effect that previously only 100% of his strength could achieve.
This wonderful feeling made Yi Chen's soul tremble with pleasure.
"bring it on!"
"Kill me with all your might!"
"Otherwise I'll beat you to death."
Yi Chen held the Dragon Slaying Sword and quickly rushed towards the figure of the white-haired old man.
At this moment, a white light flashed, and the figures of Master Shuiyue, Master Lianhua, and Taoist Master Qingxu slowly emerged from the black fog one after another.
At this moment, their hearts felt as heavy as if a huge stone weighed thousands of pounds was pressing down on them.
They were careless and were accidentally trapped by the fog ghost's fog wall. They didn't know what happened to Taoist Yichengzi. You have to know that Yi Chen was facing the combination of the ground-pulling mud and the white-haired old man in the enhanced state.
The fog ghost is a very special kind of evil being, with a chaotic will, clumsy reactions, generally low intelligence, and even no powerful means of attack.
However, its ability to trap and stop people is unique. It can not only enhance the evil spirits within its coverage, but also weaken the enemy.
It is simply like a nanny in the evil world. Once it merges or cooperates with other evil spirits, it can often produce incredible effects.
Nun Shuiyue, Master Lianhua and Taoist Qingxu were trapped for a period of time by the fog ghost using his innate magic called ghost wall.
"Master Yi, you must hold on."
At this time, not only Master Shuiyue and Master Lianhua, but even Taoist Qingxu, who had been sitting back and watching Yi Chen and the white-haired old ghost fight to the death, were praying in their hearts.
After all, times have changed.
Taoist Qingxu's heart was as clear as a mirror. After the fog ghost turned into an iron curtain, its movement would certainly be restricted, but it would also block this area of space, so it would not be so easy to break through.
If Yi Chen died, the final outcome for the three of them would be that they would be defeated one by one and the entire army would be wiped out.
“Look!”
Nun Shuiyue, who was the first to emerge, spoke in surprise.
Her voice was clear and moving, like pearls falling on a plate, adding some color to the depressing environment.
The three of them turned their eyes to the focal point on the field, the tall figure who was fighting a bloody battle with the old man in white. Everyone could not help but stare in amazement.
The situation they expected of Yi Chen covered in blood or even dead did not occur. Instead, a towering figure in a Taoist robe was pressing down on the white-haired old man and hacking him wildly.
Nun Shuiyue once again covered her cherry lips with her bare hands.
"It's really... shocking. Could it be that Taoist Yi Chengzi was still hiding his strength before? What he showed was far less than his limit?"
Nun Shuiyue murmured in shock, her eyes moving and her gaze following Yi Chen's figure.
Taoist Qingxu and Master Lianhua were naturally shocked beyond words.
Taoist Qingxu's eyes narrowed, and he said sternly, "Look everyone, the fog ghost is continuously injecting Yin energy into the body of the white-haired old ghost. The reason we were able to kill them so quickly is probably because Taoist Yichengzi has driven these evil spirits into a rage."
Upon hearing this, Master Lianhua's eyes sparkled with a divine light, and he said with a smile, "How can we let Taoist Master Yichengzi work alone in the front and take the lead?"
"Why don't we cast a spell together to stop the transmission of Yin energy from the fog ghost to the white-haired old ghost, and help Taoist Yi Chengzi to clear the way for these evil spirits."
The three of them exchanged glances, nodded, and each used their own methods to stop the fog ghost.
The magic light rushed towards the black iron curtain.
Seeing the three figures appear, the white-haired old ghost, who had been complaining for a long time, felt even more regretful.
It is true that lust is a sword hanging over your head.
Previously, it relied on the Yin energy transmitted to it by the fog ghost. Although it was struggling to cope with the sudden explosion of Yi Chen, it managed to hold on.
In its heart, every second felt like an eternity, and it just hoped that the secret technique of the great Taoist who was chasing it like a madman and beating it up would last until the duration of the technique expired.
As a result, instead of waiting for the secret technique to become ineffective, Yi Chen's helpers arrived.
“It’s bitter.”
With the actions of Master Lianhua and others, the already precarious situation of the white-haired old ghost became even worse.
Yi Chen wielded the Dragon Slaying Sword and kept slashing at the white-haired old ghost. The sword became more and more violent. The Dragon Slaying Sword cut through the air, causing ripples.
Seeing Master Lianhua and the other two coming out, he couldn't help but grin:
"You idiot, wait for death."
"Aren't you very brave?"
"Aren't you very strong?"
"Come on, beat me to death!"
"Why did you suddenly become such a wimp?"
"I want to see how long you can hold on without the fog ghost to support your Yin energy. When the time comes, I will skin you alive inch by inch."
Yi Chen immediately transformed into Gusu Murong Fu, and started to return the favor in his own way, returning all the trash words that the white-haired old man had previously hurled at him.
The polarity is reversed.
The white-haired old man was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood after hearing this.
At this time, the duration of Yi Chenyang's extreme transformation was less than two minutes. It would be better to use the remaining courage to pursue the enemy rather than to seek fame by imitating the tyrant. After venting his anger for a while, he concentrated on dealing with the white-haired old ghost.
After all, the longer the night, the more dreams you will have. It is better to deal with it as soon as possible.
Once again, the swords clashed.
The vibration ripples spread out.
This time, the white-haired old ghost almost couldn't control the spine sword in his hand. He couldn't bear it anymore.
"Niubizi, do you really want to kill them all?"
"If you don't let me live, then we'll both be separated..."
Puff.
It's the sound of a sharp blade cutting flesh.
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The tip of the Dragon-Slaying Sword pierced through the chest of the white-haired old ghost.
"Pull...pull the mud...I...grass..."
The white-haired old ghost fell to the ground, trembling, pointing at a yellow figure in front of him. In the end, he did not say the last two words, but turned into a black smoke and disappeared between heaven and earth.
At this moment, a stream of information appeared on Yi Chen's retina.
[You have successfully killed the corpse ghost and obtained thirty crimson points.]
However, Yi Chen did not have time to check the information flow at this time, but shouted in the direction of Master Shuiyue: "Master, stop it quickly!"
Just now, when the white-haired old ghost threatened to fight to the death with Yi Chen, the mud that had turned into armor and attached to the white-haired old ghost's body was freed from the possession, turned into a little mud man, and ran away.
Anyway, the three of them were just existences that were forcibly held together by the master with magic. Instead of fighting the white-haired old ghost for the last time, it would rather give the white-haired old ghost a hard time. It ran away early, and Yi Chen took this opportunity to kill the white-haired old ghost directly at the moment when it was freed from possession.
Qian Di Ni's heart was as clear as a mirror. Even if the white-haired old ghost blew up his own evil heart, what would it matter? Even if he was willing to fight to the death with the tall Taoist priest in front of him, there were still three people standing behind him.
After the fierce battle before, both it and the fog ghost had consumed huge amounts of energy. This was just the beginning. In the end, they would definitely not be able to escape the fate of destruction. It would be better to abandon the white-haired old ghost and take a gamble.
Just as Yi Chen's words fell, Master Shuiyue reacted and a transparent water dragon jumped out from the jade bottle she was carrying. Qiandini, whose body was filled with yin energy, rushed directly towards the transparent water dragon.
Water splashed everywhere.
Seeing this, the little clay man made of mud showed an anthropomorphic smile on his face.
Finally, escaped.
Just then, it heard a sound.
"Fairy from the sky!"
A piece of sword tip pierced through its chest and nailed it directly to the iron curtain.
It turned out that after Yi Chen shouted loudly, he realized that he could not catch up, so he gathered all his strength and threw the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand directly out, nailing the evil spirit to death.
"Get out of the way!"
Yi Chen shouted loudly, and under the shocked gazes of Master Shuiyue, Master Lianhua and Taoist Qingxu, he pushed the bluestone ground with his left foot, and a crack spread all around.
With the powerful reaction force transmitted from the ground, Yi Chen rushed towards the direction of the mud like a cannonball.
He drew out the Dragon Slaying Sword and chopped at the iron curtain formed by Qiandini and Wugui with the posture of chopping pork ribs. The Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand left afterimages when he danced with it. Yi Chen stopped only after Qiandini and Wugui also turned into black smoke and disappeared.
How could he let the duck fly away? If the white crimson dot ran away, he would not be able to sleep at night, because he had worked so hard to get it.
If someone else steals the first kill, he will be even more nervous and must be quick.
Soon, two more streams of information appeared on Yi Chen's retina.
[You successfully killed the ground mud and obtained thirty crimson points.]
[You successfully killed the fog ghost and obtained thirty crimson points.]
Hiss, a wave of wealth, it turns out that the bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish.
Yi Chen had never felt so rich before. This time, together with the twenty crimson points that Yi Chen got from the hatchet of the white-haired old man, he actually earned a total of 110 crimson points.
This is really, really cool.
"Master, how did you do that?"
Master Shuiyue looked at the tall figure of the Taoist in front of her and couldn't help but ask.
She was really curious about how Yi Chen could achieve this level at such a young age.
At this time, the duration of the anode change has also expired.
Yi Chen's body returned to its normal height. He leaned on the Dragon Slaying Sword, looked at Master Shuiyue's oval face, and smiled gently: "Of course, their will and strength are inferior to mine."
"They all have their own agenda and have no intention of fighting. Their will and strength are still inferior to mine. It is only a common occurrence for them to be killed by me."
"Their purity is too low."
After saying that, Yi Chen turned his face towards Taoist Qingxu, and the tip of the Dragon-Slaying Sword penetrated directly into the long bluestone brick, and a cold voice rang out.
"Master Qingxu, is this true?"
(End of this chapter)