If Yuan Yi had any expression right now, it would be a smug and evil grin. His two hands wielded the cudgel skillfully and as fast as lightning he struck towards the former Manor Head's chest. The former Manor Head was being controlled by Yuan Yi; one of his hands was caught behind his back and it was difficult for him to resist. All he could do was gather his remaining internal energy in front of his chest and take the blow head-on. But Yuan Yi's martial arts were strange and unpredictable; just his fists and kicks were difficult to block. Nobody knew what would happen if they were hit by the cudgel.
In the nick of time, Li Yijie was able to recover in time. He rushed forward and used his sword to push the cudgel away. The tail of his sword swept towards Yuan Yi's face, forcing him to let go temporarily. The former Manor Head breathed a sigh of relief. Strangely enough, the chill in his body was like a thawing glacier, gradually disappearing without a trace. At the same time, Li Yijie and Yuan Yi were locked in a fierce battle. The former Manor Head felt something and had no choice but to temporarily suppress their father-son relationship and attack Yuan Yi from the other side.
The three of them fought chaotically for the time being, but if they really wanted to win, it would be difficult for them to do so. On the former Manor Head's side, although the two of them worked together, they were unable to gain the slightest advantage.
Yuan Yi's moves were like a ghost or a demon; his martial arts were several times more powerful than his own. His moves were similar to Jiang Liechen's. Li Yijie had to go all out in every move to not give him any openings and reduce the pressure on his companions. His many years of profound cultivation allowed him to do two things at once.
He speculated that Yuan Yi was being controlled by someone and only knew how to defend himself. As for competing in strategy, he was far inferior. He signaled to the former Manor Head with his eyes, hinting him to defend himself with all his strength. At the same time, he feinted a few moves, quietly using the 'Flower Replacing Tree' martial arts to make the former Manor Head follow his moves. His goal was to stall for time. At the same time, his figure flashed and he moved out of the former Manor Head's line of sight.
Yuan Yi casually dealt with the former Manor Lord's attacks. His ears perked up and he listened attentively to the whooshing sounds around him. He used the sound of the wind to determine the enemy's position. Li Yijie feigned an opening and threw a dart in the opposite direction to divert Wei Xiaobao's attention. As soon as the effect of confusing the enemy was complete, he somersaulted and landed on Wei Xiaobao's back with the tip of his sword pressed against Wei Xiaobao's back.
Yuan Yi did not realize that his life was under someone else's control; his hands reacted as usual. 'Shua! Shua!', he forced back the original Manor Head's attack. Then he turned around and brandished his staff to parry the sword. His hand reached out and grabbed Li Yijie's throat, his five fingers tightening. The original Manor Lord suddenly realized that Yuan Yi was now a tool that only knew how to use force. She had no consciousness and no fear for her own safety. If that was the case, all threats and tricks would be useless.
The veins on Li Yijie's face were throbbing and the corners of his mouth were twitching. His eyes were half open and half closed. With the last of his strength, he gave a few meaningful glances to the original manor lord. He was telling him not to think about himself for the time being and to seize this opportunity to capture Yuan Yi and bring him back to the Central Plains for medical treatment.
The original Manor Lord's heart was burning with anxiety. How could he disregard other people's lives for his own son? Much less that person was the current Wulin Alliance Leader, the young hero who had always been trying his best to help him. Thinking about his younger self, he had the power to kill and seize people's lives, repaying kindness and enmity as he pleased. Now that he was tied down, it was all because he had changed his nature. Sure enough, these unnecessary feelings were the source of his troubles. Steeling his heart, he gathered all his true qi on the edge of his palm and raised it high. He did this without the least bit of hesitation, because he was making a move against his own son. He was afraid that if there was even the slightest delay, he would not be able to deal such a heavy blow.
Yuan Yi's hearing was still very good; he heard the sound of wind behind him. Immediately he turned his head halfway around and raised his staff to meet the attack. The original Manor Lord's palm hit the air. Knowing full well that his pair of bare hands could not withstand the staff, he had no choice but to turn his palm around and grab the end of the staff. With this, not only did his posture change, even the true qi that had been gathered in one place began to circulate, once again gathering a layer of protection in the center of his palm. But this shift was too stiff. Not to mention that his defense was not as strong as before, even the original Manor Lord's wrist was greatly shaken and slightly numb.
Yuan Yi only turned one eye and cast a disdainful glance at the person behind him. He coldly said, "It's useless." At the same time, the hand that was gripping Li Yijie's throat did not relax in the slightest.
The original Manor Lord's expression was awkward. He smiled bitterly and said, "Yi 'er, your martial arts have really improved greatly … From when you were young until now, when you fought with your father, you almost never gained the upper hand. If it was in the past, I don't know how happy I would be. But today, what else do you want me to say? Perhaps it's because I've overly hoped for my son to become a dragon that I've finally received retribution from the heavens … "
Li Yijie almost fainted on the spot from anger. In the face of life and death, he still had the leisure to chat with Yuan Yi. If he died for no reason, even if he became a ghost, he would not let him off. In reality, the original Manor Lord was unable to stop Yuan Yi and had no choice but to bite the bullet and talk with him. He wanted to use this as a distraction to find an opportunity to save Li Yijie. Since Yuan Yi no longer had any intentions, he could act at the same time without any delay. Impatient to rekindle the father-son relationship with the original Manor Lord, he interrupted, "Stop talking nonsense."
The original Manor Lord wanted to cry but had no tears. Right now, if he had to kneel in front of Yuan Yi and beg for him to regain his senses, he would accept it. He softly said, "Yi 'er, are you going to continue to be stubborn? That Young Hero Li is your brother … If you want to make a move, then just come at your father! " Yuan Yi did not even bother to look at him. With his back to his father, he coldly said, "I don't understand what you're talking about, old man."
Just as the original Manor Lord was about to give up all hope and was waiting for Li Yijie to stop breathing, he would simply cut his own throat to express his gratitude. Yuan Yi suddenly changed his tone and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill him. Alliance Master Li is my master's designated prey and will be killed by him personally. I have no right to overstep my boundaries. With your current martial arts, it's impossible for you to defeat me. In front of my master, you're not even worth mentioning. Don't make any more pointless struggles. By the way, I'd like to remind you that it's best not to be late for the three-day agreement. Goodbye. "
He casually threw Li Yijie in front of the original Manor Lord, as if he was just an insignificant burden. His cold figure did not stay any longer. He turned around and stepped out of the doorway. His proud back seemed even more lonely.
The original Manor Lord stared blankly in the direction his son had left. He felt his lips dry and could not say a single word. All of his willpower had been crushed by this huge shock. It was not until Li Yijie groaned on the ground and coughed violently that the original Manor Lord woke up from his stupor. He hurriedly bent down to check and saw a small pool of blood on the ground.
It turned out that Li Yijie and Yuan Yi had been fighting for a long time. After being hit by Yuan Yi's staff, he had already suffered some internal injuries. During the fierce battle, he did not notice. But after the strong enemy left, he relaxed a little and his injuries violently erupted. The original Manor Lord patted his back and asked with concern, "Yijie, are you alright?"
Li Yijie coughed up another mouthful of blood and unhappily said, "I won't die. So there's still someone who remembers me? It's really not easy. " Thinking about how Li Yijie did not care whether he was alive or dead, and how Li Yijie could not take his eyes off his son, Li Yijie felt depressed and unhappy. It was also because he was familiar with the original Manor Lord that he could casually joke around. If he was with his master or other elders, he would not dare to be so unruly.
The original Manor Lord felt even more guilty and said, "Yijie, don't move first. Let me take a look at you." He placed his palm on Li Yijie's back. Li Yijie immediately felt a wave of heat entering his body. He wanted to persuade him not to trouble himself, but then he thought about how Li Yijie's injuries were also not light. Using the internal energy in his body would also help him recover, so he did not try to persuade him again. After a long time, the original Manor Lord withdrew his palm. He let out a long sigh and said, "How do you feel now? Do you feel better? "
Li Yijie wanted to say a few more words, but seeing the original Manor Lord's concerned expression, he thought that Li Yijie must be in great pain after losing his son. Saying more would only provoke him. He sighed and said, "I still have Mount Hua's secret healing medicine with me. I'll take a few and then use my internal energy to adjust my breathing. Then I'll be fine. I'm young and I've suffered countless injuries. Perhaps I'm lucky, but I've never fallen down even once. "
Although he forced a smile, the original Manor Lord still felt guilty. After a long time he said, "Yi 'er injured you unintentionally. I apologize to you on his behalf. I hope you don't blame him."
This made Li Yijie feel embarrassed. He laughed dryly and said, "It was your son who injured me. If you want to apologize, he should be the one to do it. Why do I need you to apologize? " The original Manor Lord said, "This matter originally had nothing to do with you. It's my fault for involving you in this. Even if you want to blame me, it's only right. It's only because … I have no relatives in the Central Plains. Other than you, I really can't find a second person to whom I can ask for help. I hope you can forgive me. "
Li Yijie said, "What are you talking about? Brother Yuan is also my friend. How can I ignore him when he's being manipulated? " Just now he seemed to have something on his mind. He only tried to find some random words to change the topic. He didn't dare to mention it directly. The original Manor Lord saw his abnormality and comforted him, "Yijie, if you have something to say, there's no harm in saying it directly."
Li Yijie smiled bitterly and said, "Speaking of which, this is only a guess of mine. I hope it's not true … I feel that the martial arts Brother Yuan used just now, whether it's the style or the internal strength … please don't be offended. It's very similar to someone who has cultivated before …" The original Manor Lord's heart tightened. He asked, "What is it?"
Li Yijie swallowed his saliva and blurted out, "The Art of Demonic Disintegration!" As soon as he said this, the room became silent. Li Yijie saw the original Manor Lord frown deeply. He knew that this sentence affected him greatly. He felt uneasy and said, "But …"
The original Manor Lord waved his hand and said, "Don't say anymore. Although the Art of Demonic Disintegration is used at the last moment to reverse the blood essence and stimulate one's potential to perish together with the enemy, it's still a secret technique of the Demon Cult … The Seven Demons Brat values these things very much. I think that before Yi 'er completely becomes his puppet, he won't pass this technique to him. As for the three-day appointment that he mentioned just now … should we go or not? " There was no opinion in his words. He was asking in a humble tone, as if he could only rely on Li Yijie to decide what to do in the future.
Li Yijie suddenly raised his head and said, "Go! Of course we have to go. We don't know what the Seven Demons Brat is plotting. Only after we go can we adapt to the situation. Moreover, he sent out an invitation. If we don't go, we'll be showing weakness and look like we're afraid of him. Only when we go in front of him can we take the initiative and save Brother Yuan! Alas, if I knew this would happen, I would've forced him to remove the Gu from Brother Yuan when I met him at the Snow Song Palace … "
The original Manor Lord could only smile bitterly. He secretly sighed that Li Yijie was like a newborn calf that wasn't afraid of a tiger. His words always sounded like if he forced him, the other party would be submissive. Now even he didn't dare to underestimate his opponent. He said, "You're right. Speaking of which, I'm really useless. I know that the Yi 'er now isn't him, but I still can't do it. I'm afraid that I was too obsessed in the past few years and treated Yi 'er too harshly. That's why God punished me? Only after a year, there were so many tragic changes. Even if I want to make up for it, it's useless … "His words were very sad.
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