Yan Chaoyang, who was knocked out by Qu Youfeng last night, used only two fingers to break his godly attack. It was unbelievable.
Wang Yuanlang broke out in a cold sweat.
Qu Youfeng narrowed his eyes. His attention was on Yan Shiyi just now. Now that he observed carefully, he realized that Yan Chaoyang was shrouded in a mysterious halo.
It was not an adjective. There was really a faint golden halo that shrouded him, making him look like a god. But others did not seem to notice it. Perhaps he had not reached that level of Spiritual God.
"Who are you!" Not knowing his background made him re-evaluate Yan Chaoyang's existence.
There were only eleven people on the Shura List, but there were more than eleven Cultivators. If Yan Chaoyang had also broken through to Cultivator Realm, then it would be a bit troublesome.
In the Yanshan Robber, besides the unknown Yan Dragon Butcher, only Yan Shiyi was feared. But now there was Yan Chaoyang. He thought that the Yanshan Robber was an ant trying to shake a tree, but he had real confidence. There were very few forces in the world that had two Cultivators.
If his two subordinates were so terrifying, then what about the Yan Dragon Butcher himself? No one had ever seen his true face, so the Shura List could not judge his strength.
"So what if it's this move!" Qu Youfeng roared, his two palms forming the shape of a blade. His right foot abruptly kicked off the roof, his entire body leaping high up into the air. Several zhang in front of Yan Zhaoyang, he suddenly spun like the wind, his speed inconceivably fast. His two palm blades slashed through the air like sharp blades, creating countless blade rays that covered the sky as they surged towards Yan Zhaoyang.
Earlier, it was only a probing attack, and its original intention was to probe Yan Shiyi's strength. This time, he directly utilized his ultimate technique for the sake of probing Yan Zhaoyang's strength. He was truly unable to believe that Yan Zhaoyang would be able to successfully break through after merely a single night.
The palm blade had no edge, but the earth-shattering blade light was like countless sharp blades shooting over, intersecting with each other like butterflies flying at an extremely fast speed.
"So scary!"
Yan Chaoyang seemed to be frightened and actually dodged to the side. He did not seem to be acting. He was fleeing in panic.
"Don't even think about escaping!" Qu Youfeng was like a little wife being teased. He turned around, and at the same time, the momentum of the blade changed as well. Like a hornet being poked in its nest, it followed closely behind Yan Chaoyang.
About a few hundred feet away from the next beacon, Yan Chaoyang suddenly turned around and smiled. The Dragon Soul Spear appeared in his hand. With a slight movement, the Dragon spear spun rapidly like a windmill. A blue halo overflowed, and the spear gradually grew. to the size of a Chaoyang. It had clear, and the Chaoyang Chaoyang's symbol. that Yan Yan Yang's Shan, he, by Chaotian, had.
That totem was filled with endless divine power. As soon as it appeared, there seemed to be Sanskrit chanting.
The endless blade lights pounced on it, making a "clang clang" sound. But that totem was as steady as a rock, without the slightest fluctuation.
"What is this?" Qu Youfeng was shocked. That totem made him feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.
"An ancient god's seal totem passed down from generation to generation. That's what a voice told me." Yan Chaoyang said with a smile.
"There has never been a freak like you in the Divine Land." Qu Youfeng landed on the Beacon Tower. "I still don't know if there was a God who ruled over this land. Even if there was, he or she would have fallen a long time ago. So, who is this monster in front of me now?"
"You're too rude." Yan Chaoyang said, "I'm neither a god nor a human. I'm an ant in the crevice of time. I live in the past. Even so, you shouldn't call me a monster. I've never hurt a single hair of yours."
"You should really look behind you when you say that!" Qu Youfeng said coldly. "How many wronged souls are entangled behind you? As long as you turn around, you'll see countless pale faces staring at you with venomous eyes. It's as if they want to skin you, pull out your tendons, cut your bones, and eat your flesh."
"Sigh, I've been afraid of ghosts since I was young, and you still scare me like this. Now, I'm starting to hate you a little," Yan Chaoyang said.
"Then why don't you try to kill me?" Qu Youfeng couldn't grasp his bottom line, so he didn't want to act rashly.
"At most, I won't talk to you." Yan Chaoyang said, "All living things have their own spirituality. Those who destroy their spirituality are no different from those who destroy their Dao. This rebellious act must not be the first. Otherwise, all living things will be plunged into misery and suffering."
"Instead of boasting here, why don't you show me what you're made of!" Qu Youfeng wanted to force him to fight.
Yan Chaoyang smiled and shook his head. "I'm not good at fighting. If you insist on fighting me, I can only stand where I am and let you attack. But if you can't even touch a hair on me, please don't make things difficult for eleventh brother for my sake. If you can let Ah Li go, that would be even better. — Oh, right, Ah Li is Yan Li. He grew up with us, so he's our younger brother. "
"Then let's see how strong you are!" Qu Youfeng shouted and suddenly turned into a blur. His palm blade was like a sharp cone formation formed by thousands of soldiers and horses, crashing into the Heavenly Seal Totem.
After a violent collision, a burst of lightning and fire erupted from where the two collided. Qu Youfeng's palm actually glowed with a silver metallic luster, looking as hard as steel.
The Heavenly Seal Totem suddenly caved inwards. The entire totem was distorted due to the huge pulling force. The originally exquisite pattern was also distorted, losing its sense of holiness. Instead, it looked like a demon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
The Heavenly Seal Totem was the polar opposite of each other. However, only when there's a positive would there be a negative, and only when there's a demon would there be a god.
Yan Chaoyang didn't panic. He smiled faintly and lightly reached out his hand. As if caressing a lover, the distorted totem instantly returned to its original state. Like an ancient well, there were no more ripples.
Qu Youfeng frowned and took a step back.
The two of them suddenly turned their heads at the same time. Two powerful auras were surging from that direction.
"Another two incredible existences have arrived." Yan Chaoyang smiled. "Ah Li always likes to create such a big scene. I was scared a lot by him when I was young."
Qu Youfeng coldly said, "Hmph, two gluttons. Finally, they're willing to move."
The two powerful auras arrived at the Mind Sect in the blink of an eye. They were two old men in their seventies. One was tall and thin, while the other was of medium build. One was dressed in a pale white robe, while the other was dressed in a dark black robe.
Other than nurturing cultivators in the academy, the Great Xia Empire also had a Consecrated Courtyard. There were many experts there, and the most famous ones were the 'Black and White Impermanence'. They were known as wild ghosts that could reap souls. Anyone who was targeted by them definitely didn't live past the second day. Back then, they were ferocious. It was Ji Wenyuan who subdued them and placed them in the Consecrated Courtyard to 'eat and wait for death'. They became gluttons in Qu Youfeng's eyes.
Of course, the two of them were veteran cultivators. It was said that they could fight any expert on the Asura List without being at a disadvantage if they joined forces.
"You're Yan Shiyi?" The white-robed old man had a pair of triangular eyes. His gaze was cold and his tone was eerie. He was the living embodiment of a Ghost King.
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