Chapter 62 The Only Chance

The huge warship with the "濉" flag was only a hundred steps away from the shore. Shi Jiuzhai sat facing the window. With his cultivation, he could clearly see Li Weiyi's face. After feeling familiar, he recalled that it was the "little wolf cub" he met in Zangxian Town.

I was actually wrong that day.

Who is he? "It's so interesting!"

Shi Jiuzhai said this, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "I think what Senior An said makes sense. It's a good battle between the top 100 warriors in Yongquan Realm, and two Five Sea Realm warriors broke in. It's really a spoilsport. Why not open a bet to see if he can break through the siege and escape?"

Start a gambling game?

Yang Qingxi sneered in his heart. He could tell that the White-Robed Monk and Shi Jiuzhai wanted to protect the boy and were deliberately creating a way for him to survive.

Maybe they valued his talent, or maybe they were attracted by those magic weapons, or maybe they saw some clues that I didn't notice. But there was no doubt that once that kid escaped, Guanshan and the Earth Wolf King Army would definitely go looking for him.

If she continued to insist on sending Xu Changlin and Tang Yan to take action, she would be giving no face to the White-robed Lay Buddhist and Shi Jiuzhai. If these two continued to insist, they might even go down in person...

That would be too embarrassing! Originally, even if Li Weiyi showed such extraordinary combat power, in Yang Qingxi's view, it was still insignificant, and he could be killed by just sending a Five Seas Realm.

But now, not only the Cangli tribe values ​​him.

Even the White-Robed Monk and Shi Jiuzhai have hidden motives, so Yang Qingxi naturally has to take it very seriously.

"Since you two want to watch the show, Qingxi will not spoil your fun. He is just a Yongquan Realm warrior. In Lizhou, the Sui clan does not even need to send out the Wuhai Realm warriors to turn him into ashes."

Yang Qingxi waved his hand, asking Xu Changlin and Tang Yan to retreat, and then called out, "Xue Zheng!"

Standing guard at the entrance of the main hall, Xue Zheng, whose muscles and skin were covered with silver metallic texture, stood with a sword in his hand, staring at Li Qing, the man from the Nine Springs, with eager eyes.

Hearing the call from inside the house, Xue Zheng retracted his gaze, took two steps, and knelt on one knee towards the main hall: "Don't worry, Miss, I will go and get that man's head, and I will definitely not let him hurt Young Master Yun."

Xue Zheng stood up and looked towards the shore. He circulated his magic power, which turned into mist and overflowed from his body. Then, like a cannonball, it rushed out of the deck of the giant ship and landed on the water surface dozens of feet away.

"boom!"

The cloud of Dharma energy under his feet was so thick that he did not sink to the bottom of the water despite such an impact.

He walked on the river, sword in hand, as fast as chasing the wind and the moon.

…

Li Weiyi rushed to the riverbank where the Silver-Horned Elk's frame had overturned, and injected his magic power into the silver silk gloves, striving to end the battle quickly and not give the people chasing behind a chance to surround him.

“Wow!”

Yang Yun, hiding in the shadow behind the car, seized the opportunity and leaped up.

A sword thrust out! Li Weiyi was leaping in the air about ten feet above the ground, his arm transformed into a phantom, confronting Yang Yun head-on.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

After a series of exchanges of moves, the two men's bodies shifted and moved.

In a flash, Li Weiyi landed on the overturned car frame and used the "Spiritual Treasure Robbery" to take the Yellow Dragon Sword back into his hands. He felt a sense of joy in his heart as if his beloved one had been recovered.

In contrast, Yang Yun fell miserably into the shallow water area of ​​the embankment, and his body smashed the roof of a fishing boat, causing it to collapse.

With a clang, the ship's lights fell down and the fishing boat immediately caught fire.

Suddenly.

In the firelight, Li Weiyi felt something in his heart and looked at the huge warship that had been standing still in the middle of the river. He saw a silver light rushing out from the deck and shooting straight towards the shore where he was.

Even from a long distance, he could feel the fierce sword intent and murderous aura from the other party, and he could even sense that he was being locked in the other party's eyes.

"The fourth person from Lizhou Qiquan Hall, the silver semi-immortal body, the undefeated swordsman Xue Zheng."

Although Li Weiyi felt very uncomfortable when being locked in Xue Zheng's eyes, the real source of his sense of crisis was the huge battleship.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind. Li Weiyi used his magic power to activate the Yellow Dragon Sword. He leaped up and swung the sword straight towards Yang Yun.

Perhaps only if we capture Yang Yun as a hostage before Xue Zheng arrives, we will have a chance of survival tonight.

Yang Yun naturally discovered that Xue Zheng had arrived, and Ishikawa Yu, Murong Xiao and others who were closer were about to arrive. He only needed to hold on to Li Weiyi for one or two breaths, and the situation would be completely reversed.

“Well done!”

Yang Yun stood in the water, with a red glow behind him, and laughed loudly: "There is a small sea of ​​qi in the Eighth Spring Wind Palace, so those who open the Eighth Spring are also called the Little Five Seas. Today, I will let you see the true strength of those who open the Eighth Spring."

Yang Yun knew that his most foolish behavior before was that he insisted on using the sword even though he clearly could not activate the magic sword.

I will never make this mistake again.

All the magical powers of the eight springs in the body gathered in his arms, and he performed the Air-Breaking Fist that he had practiced for many years.

The magic power in the fist is as bright as the stars.

"boom!"

Throw a punch.

The magic energy in the small sea of ​​​​energy in Fengfu was consumed in an instant, and rushed to the arm, forming a materialized fist shock wave, causing the air to explode with a deafening sound.

This is Kai Baquan Wu Xiu's trump card! He exhausted the magic energy in Fengfu and unleashed his strongest attack close to the Five Seas Realm.

There is only one move, but it is enough to become the king in Yongquan Realm.

Even though Li Weiyi was mentally prepared, he was still knocked back by the punch. His body felt like he was punched in the air, and his internal organs were in pain. Fortunately, he used his magic power to activate the soft armor he was wearing, which greatly neutralized the impact of the punch.

After opening the Six Springs, the level of magic power is higher, and when he activates the corpse cloth soft armor, he can clearly feel that it exudes a cool feeling.

The soft armor releases wisps of air that flow rapidly around the body.

Of course, in the current situation, Li Weiyi has no time to take off his coat to check.

The smile on Yang Yun's face quickly froze, because he found that Li Weiyi, who was knocked out by a punch, actually stepped on the void and came back without falling to the ground.

this……

What kind of body movement is this? Li Weiyi swung his sword as fast as cutting vegetables, three times in a row, the first sword cut off Yang Yun's hair bun, the second sword pierced his collarbone, and the third sword cut across his thigh.

at last.

Five fingers clamped the back of his neck, completely restraining him.

With just a little force, you can twist his head off.

"You can't kill me. My sister is on the boat. You can't leave..."

Yang Yun faced the water, like a cat caught by the neck, his face was pale, he dared not move, and there was no trace of his former perverse and evil arrogance.

"Li Weiyi, release Young Master Yun and I will let you leave."

Ishikawa Yu, who had caught up with them, shouted loudly.

Li Weiyi ignored him and looked at the swift figure that seemed to be made of silver as it walked across the river and entered the fishing boat area.

"I need you to let me go? Do you have the right to say that?"

Li Weiyi crushed the last blood bag on his scripture belt, held Yang Yun in one hand and a sword in the other, and rushed towards Ishikawa Yu, Murong Xiao and other figures.

After counting the breaths.

Li Weiyi fought his way out of the encirclement and climbed onto the embankment. He had several more scars on his body, and his cheeks and arms were bleeding.

And in the dam, there were two more bodies of Qiquan martial artists.

Magical silver mist burst out from under his feet, and he turned into a shadow under the night sky, rushing downstream along the river bank, with Yang Yun in his hand as if he had no weight at all.

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Since Yang Qingxi was on the boat, if he jumped into the Sui River, he would be walking into a trap.

"He can move at such a speed even though he is twisting a person. He must have quite a few magical weapons on him."

Xue Zheng caught up to the embankment with a knife in hand. Li Weiyi was already ten feet away. It can be imagined that if he didn't hold Yang Yun in his hands, his speed would never be inferior to those Jiuquan masters, and could even be comparable to some of the Five Seas realm.

"So fast, worthy of being in the top five of the entire Lizhou Yongquan Realm. People who can reach this ranking must have extraordinary magical powers."

Li Weiyi was racking his brains over how to get rid of Xue Zheng who was chasing him, when he suddenly saw Yao Zhengsheng's four-meter-tall giant ape figure standing in the middle of the road like a wall in front of him, holding a thousand-pound iron rod, with an imposing manner that one man could block a thousand.

Li Weiyi was covered in wounds and exhausted both physically and mentally at the moment. Facing Yao Zhengsheng, a man with natural supernatural powers who had mastered the stick skills to the level of perfection, he felt like he was at the end of his rope.

What's more, even if Yao Zhengsheng could only hold him off for one or two rounds, Xue Zheng who was chasing after him would arrive in an instant.

How can we escape then? Yao Zhengsheng's Kaishan stick technique, Tiandao Fahe, once used, is impossible to avoid. Right now, it's like being stuck in a dead end.

If he doesn't pass this level, how can he survive? Li Weiyi took a deep breath and rushed towards Yao Zhengsheng who was standing in the middle of the road without slowing down. The light of the Yellow Dragon Sword in his hand was extremely bright, and his eyes became more determined.

Every difficulty will be overcome.

There is a mountain in front of you, split it.

If heaven blocks me, I will open the sky.

Eight feet, seven feet, six feet...

As the distance got closer, Li Weiyi's blood began to boil, all the pores on his body dilated, and his fighting spirit reached its peak.

Four zhang, three zhang.

In the last two meters, Li Weiyi let out a long roar that echoed across the two banks of the Sui River. He pushed off the ground and jumped up, his eyes like a knife, watching every tiny movement of Yao Zhengsheng, including his breathing, pores, and muscles...

Yao Zhengsheng was waiting for the opportunity, but he knew that the young man in front of him was very powerful, so he was also fully focused.

Magical energy emanated from his body, and he swung the thousand-pound iron stick in his hand, instantly entering the state of harmony with the Heavenly Dao.

The iron rod was swung out, like a mountain collapsing.

The winds are coming from all directions with great momentum.

“Wow!”

Li Weiyi, who was flying in the air, no longer saw Yao Zhengsheng in front of him, but only an endless sea, entering a state of unity where only he could rule the world. He swung his sword straight down, and the sword light tore through the sea and reached the sky.

"puff!"

In the back, Xue Zheng, who was only 40 meters away from the battlefield, clearly saw the desperate confrontation between the two powerful masters of the Dharma Union Realm. After all, Li Weiyi was a hair faster, but this hair decided the outcome of life and death, and he chopped off most of Yao Zhengsheng's head with one sword.

Li Weiyi, holding Yang Yun in his hand, jumped over the corpse as a fountain of blood gushed out from above Yao Zhengsheng's head.

Xue Zheng stood four feet away, all the Feng Mansion energy rushed to his arms, and bright silver light burst out from all the muscles and skin on his body. Circles of energy overflowed, the dust on the ground was blown up, and the stone slabs under his feet shattered.

He raised the knife above his head and slashed through the air.

A domineering blade light tore through the black night sky.

“Crack!”

Wherever the knife flashed, a deep groove appeared on the stone slab on the ground, leading directly to Li Weiyi who was four meters away.

After Li Weiyi landed, he seemed to be unaffected at all and quickly headed towards the night.

Xue Zheng showed a confused look, and could not believe that someone in Yongquan Realm could withstand his strongest sword attack and continue to escape at the same speed. Even though the sword had already weakened by more than half after it flew four feet.

…

"You are bleeding all the time, put me down quickly, then you might be able to escape." Yang Yun felt his hair was wet with the blood that kept flowing out of Li Weiyi's mouth.

"You are getting slower and slower. They will catch up soon. Not only Xue Zheng, but also the Five Seas Realm..."

Li Weiyi knocked the noisy Yang Yun unconscious with a palm.

After rushing out for more than ten miles, the houses in the suburbs gradually became sparse, and there were large tracts of farmland in the darkness. On the other side, there was the sound of rushing water.

The huge ship on the Sui River has long disappeared.

Li Weiyi's eyes were a little dark. He used the soft armor of his corpse garment to defend himself against Xue Zheng's knife and suffered serious internal injuries. In addition, he was covered with external injuries and his physical strength was exhausted by the continuous fighting. It can be said that it was all his will to survive and his indomitable fighting spirit that kept him from falling down until now.

Without hesitation, he took out the evil camel bell and used his magic power to ring it.

“Ding ding!”

“Wow!”

A huge camel, three or four meters tall and half real and half virtual, appeared in the gloomy wind.

Li Weiyi rode on it, as if riding on a ball of cotton, and placed the unconscious Yang Yun horizontally on the camel's back, and then galloped out quickly under the cover of the ghost flag and dark mist.

Xue Zheng, who caught up with them, only heard a faint sound of bells fading away in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)