"war!"
A sound like thunder exploded in the man's ears, causing his heart to tremble.
"What a terrible fighting spirit!"
The man's eyes focused. He felt a little fear in his heart at Yang Qi's strong fighting spirit. If the strength of both sides was similar, he had no doubt that he would be the one to die in the end with this firm and strong fighting spirit!
"What a horrible monster!"
The more evil Yang Qi behaved, the stronger the murderous intent in the man's heart. The Corpse God Cult was once besieged and destroyed by the super powers of today's continent. The Tianjian Sect was also the enemy of the Corpse God Cult!
Over the years, the Corpse God Cult has been secretly planning, including a plan to hunt down the geniuses of the major superpowers. However, this matter was carried out in secret, and although the major superpowers were aware of it, they have not been able to find any trace of the Corpse God Cult.
The incredible talent and potential displayed by Yang Qi at this time further strengthened the man's determination to kill Yang Qi.
“You only have a fighting spirit, but how much of your strength can you display now?” The man sneered. Even if Yang Qi was at his prime, he would be confident that he could kill Yang Qi, let alone Yang Qi who had consumed a lot of energy and was seriously injured.
No matter how strong the fighting spirit is, the increase in one's own strength is extremely small. A martial arts disciple who is not afraid of death, no matter how crazy he is, can be killed easily by a martial arts practitioner!
"Boy, remember that the one who killed you is Zhao Wuliang from the Corpse God Cult!"
The man shook the long sword in his hand, and suddenly, a violent blood-red sword light slashed towards Yang Qi.
"war!"
Facing the oncoming blood-red blade light, Yang Qi roared angrily, madly urging the energy in his body, and bursting out with all his strength, and a green sword light rushed forward.
“Crack~”
As soon as the green sword light touched the blood-colored knife light, it was directly shattered. The remaining power of the blood-colored knife light did not diminish and it directly hit Yang Qi.
"Boom~"
With a loud bang, the blood-red blade light penetrated hundreds of feet, leaving a huge blade mark on the ground, and the terrifying power gradually dissipated.
"The loss is so great, but we finally killed this guy. However, it is also an unexpected surprise to get a puppet of a nine-star martial arts master." Zhao Wuliang said lightly as he looked at the knife marks that had long since disappeared without any trace of Yang Qi.
Zhao Wuliang only exhausted the energy of the puppet and did not destroy it. After all, it was a puppet of the Nine-Star Martial Sect and was extremely valuable. This time the loss was so great that if he got a puppet of the Nine-Star Martial Sect, at least he would not be punished when he returned to the Divine Sect.
"Eh~"
Zhao Wuliang, who was about to collect the puppet, suddenly let out a light exclamation and looked at the huge knife mark on the ground.
"Bang~"
Suddenly, the dirt exploded in the knife mark, and a figure covered in blood rushed out. Who else could it be but Yang Qi!
"He's not dead yet?"
Zhao Wuliang frowned slightly. If Yang Qi in his prime could block his sword, he would not be surprised. But Yang Qi, who was seriously injured, could actually block his sword. This surprised him a little.
"You have a really strong body. This can't kill you!"
Looking at the huge knife marks on Yang Qi's body, Zhao Wuliang's face darkened. He was an eight-star martial arts master, but with his full strength, he couldn't kill a seriously injured six-star martial arts master
“Cough~ cough~”
Yang Qi coughed violently, and every time he coughed, large mouthfuls of blood flowed out. Although he was still alive after blocking Zhao Wuliang's knife, his injuries were more serious, and the terrifying knife energy hit his body.
“So tenacious!”
With Zhao Wuliang's eyesight, he could naturally see how serious Yang Qi's injuries were. If it were an ordinary practitioner, it would probably be a problem whether he could stand up.
"But that's all."
Zhao Wuliang smiled coldly, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of Yang Qi, slashing with his long sword.
"war!"
Facing the incoming long sword, Yang Qi, who was originally extremely weak, suddenly had a gleam of brilliance in his eyes, and thrust out his sword to block the incoming long sword.
“Ding~”
The long knife slashed on the sword body, and a terrifying force came. Yang Qi's arm suddenly bent strangely. The next moment, the residual power contained in the long knife fell on Yang Qi's body.
"Bang~"
With a dull thud, Yang Qi's body was smashed directly into the ground.
"Is he going to die this time?"
Looking at the big hole on the ground, Zhao Wuliang smiled coldly, but the next moment, the smile on his face suddenly froze. In the big hole, he actually felt a faint breath of life. Yang Qi was still alive.
"You're still alive?"
This time, there was a hint of disbelief on Zhao Wuliang's face. He was seriously injured, but he could still survive after enduring two full-strength attacks from an eight-star martial master
Wow~
The earth flew and a shaky figure rushed up. The figure couldn't even swing the sword in his hand, but he had an extremely strong fighting spirit.
"What a terrible will!"
Zhao Wuliang was shocked. What a strong willpower! Even after being seriously injured, he could still maintain such a strong desire to fight.
"Well, I'll give you a quick death!"
Looking at the figure that was about to fall, Zhao Wuliang sighed. Even though he was an enemy, he had to admire Yang Qi. If he was a practitioner of the Corpse God Sect with Yang Qi's will, he would not have been easily destroyed back then!
Whoosh~
Zhao Wuliang's hand trembled, and the long sword was about to chop directly towards Yang Qi's throat.
Buzz~
At this moment, Yang Qi's sword intent suddenly rose. The overbearing and powerful sword intent made Zhao Wuliang's mind tremble, and he felt like he couldn't help but surrender.
"Sword Intent is a minor accomplishment!"
Zhao Wuliang's pupils shrank. At this moment, Yang Qi was almost losing consciousness. However, under such circumstances, he was still able to comprehend the sword intent of minor success.
"This boy's talent is definitely more terrifying than Zhao Qian of Tianjian Sect. I'm afraid he can be compared with the original Xuantian Sword Master!" A trace of horror flashed in Zhao Wuliang's eyes. A six-star martial master has achieved a small level of comprehension of sword intent. What a terrifying talent!
Now, on the list of geniuses of the three empires, the only one who has been proven to have achieved a small level of comprehension of the artistic conception is the number one genius of the Holy Empire!
“To have such a breakthrough before dying is also considered…” Zhao Wuliang sighed, shook his long sword, and was about to attack.
Whoosh~
However, at this moment, Yang Qi, who was about to fall, suddenly shook his hand, and a sharp sword light flashed, and in an instant, it was in front of him.
"not good!"
Zhao Wuliang's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly used his long sword to protect his vital points.
Poof!
The sword flashed, blood splattered, and a bloody hole the size of a bowl appeared on Zhao Wuliang's left shoulder.
"Damn it, I didn't expect that I would get hurt in this situation!" Zhao Wuliang was a little annoyed because he was shocked by Yang Qi's small success in comprehension of sword intent. The two of them were too close to each other, and when Yang Qi made a move, it was too late for him to avoid it.
"Since you can hurt me, you deserve to die!" Zhao Wuliang snorted coldly, swung his long sword, and slashed towards Yang Qi's throat.
Poof!
The long knife slashed across, and blood splattered.
"The remnants of the Corpse God Cult, damn them!"
At this moment, a cold snort was heard, Zhao Wuliang opened his mouth, looked at Yang Qi not far away, and then fell to the ground limply. (To be continued)