The wilderness of Luoyang.
Zhou Yi continued to mobilize the Jiuxiao True Qi and rushed towards the direction of the sacred capital Luoyang. Suddenly, he heard a rapid sound of horse hooves coming from the front. Out of caution, Zhou Yi hurriedly restrained his breath and quietly hid in the bushes on the roadside in the suburbs. He crouched down and quietly observed the person coming from the front!
Hundreds of elite cavalrymen wearing armor and armed with sharp weapons, riding war horses, stepped on the dusty road and hurried over from the direction of Luoyang, the capital of the gods. Zhou Yi could see clearly that the horses under the crotch of these dozen people were all fat and strong, and could be said to be able to travel a thousand miles. The knights on the horses had their temples bulging high, showing their excellent internal skills.
Such an elite force, wearing the unique heavy iron armor of the Great Zhou Dynasty's Black Armor Army, and coming from the direction of Luoyang City, did not look like an enemy, but for the sake of caution, Zhou Yi still carefully released his spiritual perception and sized up the leader from a distance.
Suddenly, two riders in the lead came into Zhou Yi's sight. The one leading the way was actually Wu Chongye, the young prince of the Great Zhou, and behind him was Senluo Yaksha!
Zhou Yi was overjoyed and quickly flew out from the bushes, waving his arms and shouting, "Prince, Senluo Yaksha, I'm here! I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, I'm..."
Before Zhou Yi could finish his words, a dense rain of arrows flew towards him. Zhou Yi was horrified and retreated several feet before he barely escaped the range of the rain of arrows.
"He who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk is a scum of the martial arts world, a traitor who colluded with Western Xia and attempted to overthrow our dynasty. Pass on my order and kill him without mercy!" Before Zhou Yi could settle down, he heard Wu Chongye's shout and was immediately furious.
Upon hearing this, Senluo Yaksha immediately flew over like a wild goose, and a pair of slender pale jade hands pushed forward quickly, and a huge black demon hand reached out to Zhou Yi.
“clang!”
The Jade Water Sword was unsheathed. The long-lasting Nine Heavens Qi suddenly turned extremely sharp, and slowly poured out through the tip of the Jade Water Sword, slashing out a three-foot green sword light in the air. "Boom!" With a sound, it shattered the demon hand of Senluo Yaksha.
Senluo Yaksha also took this opportunity to quietly move closer to Zhou Yi, with a playful smile on his pale and somewhat sick face.
"In Luoyang, you have Wu Yan backing you up. You are a high and mighty guest of the Great Zhou. But if you leave Luoyang, you are nothing more than a dog without a master!"
Zhou Yi frowned and ignored Senluo Yaksha's trash talk. He turned his wrist and the Green Water Sword flowed freely, emitting a dense rain of swords that poured towards Senluo Yaksha without leaving any hole.
"Are you wondering why Wu Chongye wanted to kill you even though you saved him that night at the flower market?"
Zhou Yi remained silent, but the sword in his hand moved even faster.
Senluo Yaksha didn't care about Zhou Yi's indifferent expression at all. He spread out his demonic hand and tried his best to delay Zhou Yi while talking to himself.
"Because your existence has caused trouble to many people in Luoyang, you are so high-profile in Luoyang City, stirring up trouble and wishing to steal all the limelight."
"But what? You have such a good relationship with Li Hao and Hengkong Muye, and even that bitch Wu Yan is so optimistic about you! But you just don't want to join any side. Do you really think you are untainted by the mud? Those who are close to you are suspicious of your position, and those who are distant from you naturally want to kill you..."
"This also includes you, Senluo Yaksha, right?" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows and suddenly interrupted Senluo Yaksha's words, and then without giving Senluo Yaksha any chance, he continued to talk incessantly.
"Before I came, you were the favored next generation of Evil Emperor. But ever since you were defeated by me at the World Taoist Conference, you have been failing continuously. In the end, even Wu Yan, who trained you personally, abandoned you. Now you can only cooperate with a loser like Wu Chongye, right? Loser!"
"You..." Senluo Yaksha was choked by Zhou Yi's words, and his whole face suddenly became blue and bulging, ferocious and terrifying! He kept bullying in his chest, and roared almost furiously: "But you will be a dead man soon, and you can't get drunk even if you drink a thousand cups, and a dead man can't even talk about victory!"
"Oh? Really?" Zhou Yi looked at the black-armored cavalry that was almost close to him. He didn't show any panic on his face. Instead, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"You really overestimate yourself and underestimate me! Loser!"
Zhou Yi shook his right hand lightly, and the Green Water Sword in his hand danced gently in an extremely slow and graceful movement, as natural as the wind.
A terrifying sword intent suddenly seeped out from the tip of the sword. In an instant, the entire world seemed to become bone-chillingly cold, and even snowflakes condensed in the sky above this area and swayed down.
Senluo Yasha's face suddenly showed an expression of extreme horror, because he recognized this sword! At the Taoist Conference, it was this immortal sword that did not belong to the human world that defeated him with one blow!
This sword can be said to be the starting point of all the failures of the Forest Yaksha. An invisible shadow constantly emerged in the heart of the Forest Yaksha. A terrible thought that it was impossible to dodge, impossible to block, and impossible to survive under the sword spread wantonly in the heart of the Forest Yaksha. He could even vaguely see the scene of his tragic death under the sword... ... .
So Senluo Yaksha fled, turned his back, frantically mobilized all the remaining energy in his body, and ran forward madly, hoping to do his best to dodge this unique move from the gods!
The sword of Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of Shenjian Villa!
The earth is broken and the sky is destroyed, the heaven and the earth are burned!
Then Zhou Yi smiled and shook his wrist slightly. The arrogant sword move came to an abrupt stop. The Green Water Sword turned into a dazzling silver-white sword light, which crossed the void like a meteor chasing the moon, and followed a beautiful arc, shooting straight towards the vest of Senluo Yaksha.
“Squeak!”
The sound of the sword piercing through the body resounded through the sky!
No matter how fast your martial arts skills are, they can never be faster than a flying sword!
Senluo Yaksha suddenly sprayed out a large amount of blood mist towards the sky, then slowly turned around, covering the horrifying bloody hole on his chest with one hand, and reaching forward with the other hand to grab Zhou Yi's direction. An expression of unwillingness and resentment kept appearing on his face, and his lips kept opening and closing, but he could not utter a word.
Zhou Yi immediately exerted force with his toes, and his body turned into a sharp arrow, shooting out. He pulled out the Green Water Sword from the ground with one hand, turned around and rushed straight towards Wu Chongye's army.
Wu Chongye, who was riding in front, looked at Zhou Yi flying towards him and his face suddenly turned pale. The scene of Zhou Yi killing Senluo Yaksha was so fast that it was unbelievable. Even though he was among hundreds of riders, Wu Chongye couldn't help but panic. He hurriedly pulled the reins and ordered the guards around him to step forward to resist.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi casually swung his sword and slashed on the shield of a guard, making a sound of metal clashing. Then Zhou Yi exerted force on his wrist, using the force of the shield to flip over and jump onto Senluo Yaksha's horse. Zhou Yi pulled the reins, turned around immediately, and fled! (To be continued)