Lian Yan takes a look at Yi Qing Yu. His eyes radiate an unprecedented brilliance. If Qin Yu were here, he would definitely find it strange. Because Lian Yan is usually very indifferent. Even in Misty Villa, he mostly just sits there quietly. He is rarely excited, especially as excited as he is now.
"Qing Yu, do you still remember 160 years ago?" Lian Yan says with a smile.
Yi Qing Yu ponders for a while then bursts out laughing: "Lian Yan, do you still remember the battle 160 years ago? But at that time you were really too weak. You couldn't even protect your own daughter and wife. Luckily for you, East Vanquishing Prince's men came and saved your life. This time you won't be able to run away. "
Reaching the Xiantian level, a person's life expectancy can reach 500 years. Both Yi Qing Yu and Lian Yan have lived for several hundred years and have reached the peak of the Xiantian level. However, they have never had to face the 4-in-9 Heavenly Tribulation. Some people face the 4-in-9 Heavenly Tribulation on the day they reach the peak of the Xiantian level. Some people die of old age without facing the 4-in-9 Heavenly Tribulation. This depends on one's perception. It simply can't be forced.
"Run? Why run? I've waited for over 100 years just for this day. "Lian Yan's eyes suddenly flash with fierceness." You kill the others. I'll deal with Yi Qing Yu. "
"Yes!" The 2 black-clad old men immediately bow and say.
Lian Yan, however, stares at Yi Qing Yu. A fierce aura of power surges towards Yi Qing Yu. It is so fierce and overbearing that the saber at Lian Yan's waist also starts to tremble. Yi Qing Yu slightly frowns. Then he stretches out his fingers like an orchid and greets Lian Yan with a smile.
The 2 of them confront each other but neither of them rushes to attack first.
Reaching the peak of the Xiantian level requires at least 100 years if you don't have treasures of nature or top-notch godly techniques. Only if you have top-notch techniques such as the Ancestor Dragon Arts or get some treasures of nature from the Untainted Land can you reach this level within several decades.
"Ah!"
Miserable cries rise. The sound of fighting continues. The 2 black-clad old men charge at Yi Feng and the other 7 people. Severed limbs fly up and blood scatters all over the ground. The 2 black-clad old men are also somewhat injured. But under the siege of the 7 people, they still manage to kill one and cripple the other.
However, Yi Qing Yu and Lian Yan simply don't look at those people.
Clang!
The battle saber at Lian Yan's waist suddenly comes out of its scabbard. A swift and fierce saber light immediately blooms. In a flash, it has already arrived in front of Yi Qing Yu and slashed his body. Lian Yan reaches out his hand and grabs the saber. Like lightning, he follows the saber light and also charges at Yi Qing Yu.
The saber light flashed, and the figure disappeared.
The blade light streaked across Yi Qing Yu's body, and Yi Qing Yu's body turned into nothingness.
"Ah!" A black-robed old man suddenly screamed as a tiny hole appeared between his eyebrows. Then, Yi Feng and the others tore it into pieces. Yi Qing Yu's figure appeared on the other side. His orchid-like fingers gently pinched an embroidery needle.
"Lian Yan, you should know that my speed is the fastest, right? Why did you use that move? "Yi Qing Yu says with a slight flick of his sleeve. Suddenly his face changes color, because he finds that Lian Yan has disappeared. Yi Qing Yu immediately closes his eyes.
With a flash, Yi Qing Yu's body also suddenly disappears. At the same time, a series of clanging sounds of metal hitting metal rises. At the same time, the 2 figures appear in front of everybody. But in an instant, the 2 figures disappear again …
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Only a series of clashing sounds can be heard. The speed of the 2 figures has completely reached the limit. Given the physiological function of human eyes, they are simply unable to see clearly.
"Ha-ha-ha … delightful, delightful!" Lian Yan's loud laughter suddenly rises. His laughter is full of aggressiveness and heroism.
"Lian Yan, I didn't expect you to really have some skills." Yi Qing Yu's somewhat feminine voice also rises. Flowers of blood scatter in the air. But the 2 figures are so fast that other people simply can't see them clearly. Suddenly —
The 2 figures appear, standing in confrontation with each other.
A tiny hole has appeared on Lian Yan's chest, from which blood is flowing out. Yi Qing Yu is also not as free and easy as he used to be. At the moment, his hair is disheveled and there is an obvious saber wound on his abdomen. Blood is also flowing out from the wound.
"Ha-ha …" Lian Yan suddenly turns his face upwards and laughs for a long time. "Flowers bloom and wilt, spring goes and autumn comes. For so many years, I, Lian Yan, have been waiting for this day. When Li died in my arms, I no longer had any interest in life. Living in this world, without feelings, what was the point of living? Money, power, I don't care about any of them. When Li died, I lived in this world to remember the past and … to kill you. But for so many years, you've always been hiding in the depths of the Dominant Dragon Corps' headquarters. This time … "
Lian Yan's eyes are completely fixed on Yi Qing Yu: "God is helping me. I've finally found you. Ha-ha, Yi Qing Yu, come on. Let's fight to our heart's content!"
A dazzling golden light bursts out from Lian Yan's body. Afterwards, Lian Yan's whole body becomes as dazzling as a golden sun. His body is covered with a tough protective aura. His aura is so strong that it far surpasses that of Zhen Xu.
Yi Qing Yu frowns slightly when he feels Lian Yan's aggressiveness and indomitable momentum.
"Old man, you're really hard to deal with." Yi Qing Yu says impatiently. Various silvery black rays of light start to appear on Yi Qing Yu's body. His hair also floats up. Each strand of hair is flickering with a sharp light. The embroidery needle in his hand, however, is very inconspicuous.
Boom!
An explosion suddenly rises. With Yi Qing Yu and Lian Yan as the center, the air within a radius of 10 m explodes.
The only remaining black-clad old man on one side is being besieged by the 4 men led by Yi Feng. Just now, when he killed one of them, he has already been seriously injured. These 4 men are all middle Xiantian experts. Even though he is in the late Xiantian stage, he has after all been seriously injured. It will be difficult for him to kill 4 of them by himself.
Suddenly —
A series of explosions rise. The ground of the entire courtyard is blown up, causing dust to rise. The violent forces force the 4 men and the black-clad old man have no choice but to retreat to one side and stop fighting for the moment. They all look at the center of the courtyard.
"Heart-Piercing Arrows!"
Yi Qing Yu's sharp voice rises. His whole head of silver hair turns into sharp arrows and thrusts straight at Lian Yan in front of him. A hint of arrogance appears on Yi Qing Yu's face. It is impossible for him to make each of his silver hairs powerful enough to break Lian Yan's protective upstanding qi.
His real killing move is … the embroidery needles hidden in his silver hair.
"Bang!"
Lian Yan's battle saber is chopped down. However, a bunch of Yi Qing Yu's long hair curls around the saber, making it impossible for Lian Yan to chop down. At the same time, countless strands of hair thrusts straight at Lian Yan's whole body like sharp arrows. Moreover, the 10 embroidery needles hidden in the hair also attack Lian Yan with frightening strength.
Lian Yan notices the embroidery needles but he doesn't dodge because he doesn't want to. Now that he has taken his revenge, living will be a kind of mental exhaustion.
"Ha-ha-ha …"
Lian Yan suddenly turns his face upwards and laughs loudly. His laughter shakes the sky.
"Ah!"
With a miserable cry, Yi Qing Yu's head flies up into the air. His wide-open eyes are filled with disbelief. His hair has also been chopped off. Yi Qing Yu's head rolls on the ground and is covered with dust. Yi Feng and the others, who are watching the fight on one side, are stupefied.
10 holes have also appeared in Lian Yan's chest. The 10 embroidery needles have pierced into his body, but he is still laughing. At the moment, there is a dark red battle saber in his hand.
This battle saber is a middle-grade holy weapon forged from In-rock Flaming iron. Lian Yan has always kept it inside his body. At the beginning, Lian Yan was only using his old weapon, but at the most critical moment, he suddenly took out this middle-grade holy weapon and chopped off Yi Qing Yu's long silver hair and chopped off Yi Qing Yu's head.
Yi Qing Yu's speed is extremely fast. If he had known earlier that Lian Yan had such a holy weapon battle saber, perhaps he would have run away early on.
… …
Sitting on the back of a black eagle and soaring high in the sky, Qin Yu feels extremely carefree.
"What a powerful aura. Xiao Hei, stop! " Qin Yu can clearly sense a terrifyingly powerful aura below. Even though there is a long distance between them and the ground, that aura is really too powerful. Even ordinary Xiantian experts can sense it. Moreover, Qin Yu's senses are very sensitive so naturally he can sense it.
"It's Grandpa Lian's aura." Qin Yu identifies it carefully and discovers it.
"Xiao Hei, get down!" Qin Yu says without hesitation. The black eagle dives down at once. In just a short while, Qin Yu sees the small courtyard from the sky. At the moment, Lian Yan has chopped off Yi Qing Yu's head with a single blow.
"Ha-ha-ha …" Lian Yan turns his face upwards and laughs out loud. Tears, however, flow down from his eyes.
With a glance, Qin Yu sees one hole after another in Lian Yan's chest. Those are the holes caused by the 10 embroidery needles. Qin Yu is proficient in the art of medicine so he immediately judges that those holes are the vital parts of the human body. Looking at those holes one after another, Qin Yu immediately becomes stupefied as if he has been struck by a bolt from the blue.
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