Chapter 259

Maybe Gu Shiyu didn't walk fast, or maybe he waited for Yan Li on purpose, or maybe it was a coincidence. Who knew? Anyway, he stopped.

On a stone pillar, Gu Shiyu solemnly put the dew in a bigger box, wrapped it with a layer of gauze, and hid it in his arms. He patted it, and a relieved smile appeared on his face, as if this was his life.

"Do you know a disease?" He slowly took off his mask and threw it on the ground. With the guarantee of the continuation of life, the bump on his forehead was no longer so disgusting.

"I was born with the Black Blood Disease. The power that made me crazy made me live in a nightmare."

Yan Li said expressionlessly, "This is really a happy thing."

"Although I don't want to win your sympathy, do I deserve this?" Gu Shiyu was puzzled.

"You deserve to be cursed." Yan Li showed a bone-piercing sneer.

Gu Shiyu smiled and said, "Actually, when I first saw you in the examination hall of the Academy, I found that you had a vague hostility towards me. I knew I wasn't a good person, so I guessed that you might be the descendant of someone I killed. Now, I am more and more sure. "

Yan Li said, "So you deliberately stopped to wait for me, to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots?"

"More than that." Gu Shiyu smiled and said, "I have a great hatred for people who want to take away my hope of living, just like I hate my disease. If I don't eliminate it completely, I may die. My hatred for death is more than the other two. "

"Shameless thing, you took it from my hand!"

"Now it is in my hand, so it is mine."

Yan Li didn't want to argue, and pressed his hand on Xuan Jun behind him, "Before you die, I will let you rest in peace, and correspondingly, you have to answer a few questions of mine."

Gu Shiyu smiled and said, "You are very confident."

"So-so." Yan Li said.

Gu Shiyu's eyes flashed, and he said, "I suggest that we exchange in advance. You tell me your identity first, and I will answer your questions. "

"It is meaningless to ask now."

"What is meaningful?"

"When a person can't die, then the truth can be dug out." Yan Li said, and pulled out Xuan Jun, pointing at it.

"Arrogant!" Gu Shiyu raised his hand, and a sky full of water droplets shot towards Yan Li.

As if each droplet weighed thousands of tons, it made a dense and shrill sound.

Yan Li flicked his wrist and a few sword sparks appeared, creating a path in the midst of the water droplets. He passed through the path and didn't stop for even half a step. Xuan Jun pointed at the air and attacked several times in the blink of an eye.

The sword weighed over fifty kilograms. Just the strength of the sword itself was enough to injure a cultivator who did not have a protective treasure, let alone Yan Li, who was a third-grade Martial Artist. The Yuan Qi he poured into the sword was enough to split gold and stone.

Gu Shiyu gave a cold laugh. His right hand did not move, and his left hand made a secret seal. His vital energy surged, and formed more water droplets in the air. They gathered together, and spun crazily like a drill. Like a waterspout, it brutally knocked away Xuan Jun, and swallowed towards Yan Li.

Xuan Jun was hit, and created a huge force. The webbing between his thumb and forefinger hurt, and he almost let go. Before the waterspout arrived, the wanton energy had already pierced holes in his clothes. Some of the wounds were deep, and blood was flowing.

This was just the aftermath.

Xuan Jun hurriedly returned to its sheath, and Leaving Cliff suddenly appeared, and collided with the waterspout.

Boom!

This collision immediately showed the difference in strength between the two.

Yan Li was sent flying, and fell to the ground like a bundle of straw, and vomited blood.

"With your little strength, you dare to boast that I can't die?" Gu Shiyu laughed coldly. "I thought you were good at scheming, and not a simple person. I didn't expect you to be the same as the two idiot young masters of Martial God Manor, arrogant and hopelessly stupid."

He had always believed in the principle of "talking too much", and resolutely carried out "cutting the weeds and eliminating the roots", so he did not give Yan Li the slightest chance. His attack had not ended, and the seal on his right hand did not relax at all. At this time, it pressed down, and the first wave of water droplets that had a hole in it immediately came pressing down.

This move had an unusually high requirement for the ability to control vital energy, and it could not be done to such a degree without great practice.

Where Yan Li was, there seemed to be a storm. Every drop of rain was like a sharp arrow. Gu Shiyu believed that no one under the first rank could survive this move.

But suddenly there was a strange sharp sound, almost piercing the eardrums.

In the next moment, Gu Shiyu could not help but be shocked. Because Yan Li was not only alive, but also crazily broke through the storm.

What kind of power was it that made him fly?

As everyone knew, there was only one person who could fly in the whole divine land, and that was Ghost Sage Yang Youyun.

But Yan Li was rising higher and higher, and every now and then there would be a strange sharp sound.

Breaking through the storm, he was covered with cuts and bruises, but it also disrupted Gu Shiyu's arrangement. The damage of this move could not be completely applied to him, so he survived the impossible.

So what if the difference in strength was too big?

So what if he could not beat him?

The faith that was burning in Yan Li at this moment was something that Gu Shiyu could never understand. Or, in other words, no cultivator could understand. It was the determination to be above everyone else, the faith to give up everything for someone, the persistence to let her live more important than oneself, the nobler realm than anything else, and of course, it also surpassed revenge.

At this moment, nothing was more important than snatching back the dew. At this moment, he gave everything he had, so he felt the satisfaction of his heart and the peace of his soul that he couldn't get from killing or taking revenge. This moment was so eternal and sacred that even the strong will didn't dare to blaspheme it with death grudges.

All the sufferings that he had suffered before seemed to vanish at this moment.

There was only Gu Shiyu in his eyes.

The strange sound, for the third time.

Yan Li had already leaped a hundred feet into the air and was diving down. His body seemed to be burning with the holy fire of judgment, like a star falling from the sky, unscrupulously blooming its last light.

Gu Shiyu was stunned. All of his knowledge told him that the difference between realms was like a moat. Even a first-grade true name martial artist could not avoid being suppressed by a fifth-grade true name cultivator.

At this moment, in this instant, he suddenly remembered that Yan Li had defeated many experts.

The most representative were Xiao Sibai, Mr. Yu, Qin Yiqiu, and Qu Youfeng. The last one was even an expert on the Asura List.

Each of them was stronger than the last, but in the end? Did they really not live up to their names?

Moreover, he was a third-grade martial artist, the difference between him and a first-grade martial artist was not as big as he imagined.

Until he faced it personally, Gu Shiyu finally understood that some people could not be measured with common sense.

But was he a person waiting to die?

No! Because of the torment of his illness, his desire to live was a hundred times stronger than normal people.

"Hahaha, come!"

He suddenly laughed maniacally. If he did not go crazy, he would not live. The bump on his forehead suddenly exploded, sputtering out thick black blood that floated eerily in the air.

This was his secret ultimate technique. Every time he used it, his illness would worsen.

As if a valve in his body had been opened, his vitality poured out like a tide, coming into contact with the thick black blood. It was like pouring water into a pot of oil, instantly boiling.

When the two came into contact, there was a thunderous reaction. It turned into balls of black lightning of various sizes, arranged like an army in front of him, forming a huge lightning array.

"Secret technique, Lightning Epidemic Array!"

Yan Li's eyes were black and bright, shining like stars. As he fell, he slowly pulled himself out of the cliff.

"Formless, Three Formless, Luohou Sword Cries!"

His body and sword combined, and like a shooting star, he pierced through the lightning array.

The sword hummed, from light to intense, from erratic to high-spirited, one layer, another layer, another layer … …

The entire lightning array shattered. The tip of Li Ya's sword stopped in front of Gu Shiyu's chest. His sternum had sunk in due to the strong force of Qi.

Gu Shiyu's face swelled to the color of a pig's liver. He felt his meridians were sealed, his vitality had nowhere to go, and could not return to his dantian. It gathered in one place, and inevitably exploded.

Bam!

A large bloody hole exploded in his back. The intense pain caused his face to contort. Panting heavily, he suddenly reached into his bosom and grabbed the You Lu, attempting to throw it into the abyss.

But he was stopped by a healthy and strong hand.

"You … …" He gritted his teeth as he stared at Yan Li.

Yan Li carefully took the You Lu from his hand, and solemnly put it into his bosom. He lightly patted it, as if it was his life.

Gu Shiyu's face suddenly became pale, and he collapsed to the ground. "This … … what move is this … …"

Yan Li said, "Hidden Sword Formula."

"Isn't this … …" Gu Shiyu stared at him. "Tell me, or I won't rest in peace!"

Yan Li said calmly, "I don't care if you don't rest in peace."

"Don't you have questions for me? Tell me, and I'll tell you everything I know! "Gu Shiyu seemed to have regained consciousness, his eyes burning.

Yan Li thought for a moment, and said, "This is the Hidden Sword Formula, but it's different from what you've seen. I've mixed in two other supreme arts, one of which is the Green Lotus Sword Song. As for the second, I won't tell you."

Gu Shiyu smiled bitterly and said, "You alone obtained the three great supreme arts, how unfair is this!"

"Now it's my turn to ask." Yan Li said coldly, "Do you still remember Bai Chongxi?"

Gu Shiyu's body shook, and then he suddenly realized, "You're the kid that Bai Chongxi threw into the moat?"

Yan Li squatted down, and grabbed his clothes, his eyes bloodshot. "Tell me, who was the 'he' you spoke of back then, and why did he want to destroy our Bai family!"

Gu Shiyu revealed a cold smile. "That 'he', of course was the former emperor. Who do you think is the most powerful person in the world? "

Yan Li's heart suddenly tightened. "What did you say?"

"The relationship between the former emperor and the empress was too deep." Gu Shiyu said sarcastically, "After the empress died, the former emperor couldn't eat or drink, and almost didn't care about the court. So someone secretly told him that the Bai family hid the secret of immortality, and that it might be able to save the empress."

"So, the former emperor went crazy." He shrugged his shoulders.

"This isn't true … …" Yan Li clenched his teeth.

"Believe it or not." Gu Shiyu sneered.

"Ji Wenyuan!" Yan Li clenched his teeth, and something was brewing in his chest. His whole body was shaking, and his face was ferocious, and he let out a roar.