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Chapter 674

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Li Yijie was startled. Normally, his internal energy was only used to confuse the enemy, but his control over his strength was still very accurate. After all, Villa Master Xia was his senior and did not want to injure him. How could he make him vomit blood? But he was no longer the child he was when he first started his martial arts career. He was no longer a hot-blooded child who did not take precautions against anything. He immediately thought that it was a trick to confuse the enemy. He took a few steps forward and asked, "Villa Master Xia? Are … are you okay? "

Villa Master Xia's painful expression disappeared and was replaced by a sinister smile. He said, "I'm fine. You think you can hurt your grandfather with your mediocre strength?" He beckoned with his finger and said, "Come here, let's fight again." As soon as he said the word 'again', he attacked before Li Yijie could make a move. The strange thing was that after he vomited blood, his strength did not weaken. Instead, it was stronger than before. Even his reaction speed was faster.

Li Yijie was at a loss for a moment. Even if he had heard of the "Drunken Fist Master", the more drunk he was, the higher his martial arts would be, but to say that the more serious the injury, the more powerful he would be, was something he had never heard of. He hesitated for a moment and his body was scratched a few more times. Villa Master Xia's attacks were as fast as the wind and as fierce as thunder. Li Yijie was forced to retreat. He could only use his sword to block the attacks. But this was only enough to protect his vital parts. He wanted to fight back, but there was no chance.

Nangong Xue and the other two were worried. The only difference was that Nangong Xue was worried about Li Yijie's safety. Villa Master Liu was worried about whether he could be saved. Villa Master Ping, on the other hand, seemed to have seen through the mystery. His expression was uncertain.

After a long time, Villa Master Xia's attacks suddenly slowed down. At the same time, he was panting slightly. It was only now that he showed signs of fatigue after a long battle. Li Yijie saw the situation and confirmed that Villa Master Xia was not pretending. Then he waved his sword and attacked. He quickly gained the upper hand and seemed to have turned the situation around.

Manor Master Xia blocked a few moves, but suddenly his face was filled with anger and he spat out a mouthful of blood. "Senior Xia …" Li Yijie tried to persuade him, "Senior Xia …" He wanted to persuade him not to force himself, but unexpectedly, after Manor Master Xia spat out blood, he regained his spirit and waved his shovel to block Li Yijie's sword. Then he rushed forward as if he had changed into a different person. Li Yijie's sword was almost knocked out of his hand several times. Even though he managed to hold onto the sword with all his might, the web between his thumb and forefinger and his wrist were sore from the impact. His sword was no longer as nimble as before.

Manor Head Liu frowned and said, "This … This seems to be … Brother Ping, what do you think?" Manor Lord Ping stared at the two of them without blinking. He muttered, "In my opinion, it's most likely the case …"

Every time Manor Master Xia vomited blood, he was able to greatly increase his power on the spot and beat Li Yijie until he was unable to resist. This was indeed an obvious change; it was not a coincidence. Not long after, even if he had gained the upper hand in this round of attacks, his face would still be paler than before. Finally, Manor Master Ping shouted, "The Great Art of Demonic Disintegration! This is the Demonic Sect's gatekeeping skill! Did he really pass it on to you? "His tone was full of surprise and regret. Although Manor Head Liu had already vaguely guessed it, hearing him confirm it with his own mouth felt different.

When Manor Head Xia heard him say it out loud, he was very pleased. He said, "Second Brother Ping, your eyesight is not bad. That's right, it's the Great Art of Demonic Disintegration. This is a sign that Master trusts me. You can't be jealous. Thinking back to when you followed Master for a year, weren't you still pacing back and forth outside the door? "

He was originally arrogant and proud, showing off this unique skill in front of his former brother and rival. Who would have thought that Manor Head Ping would not be willing to cooperate with him and praise him? Instead, his face showed a kind of compassion and said, "No, I'm not jealous of you. On the contrary, I pity you. How much do you actually know about this skill? You only have a superficial understanding of it. You don't know anything about it, but you still can't see that you're on the wrong path. When you're forced into a dead end, it's too late to regret it. To me, not having practiced this martial art was the greatest blessing, the most correct choice! The Demonic Body Disintegration Technique can indeed increase a cultivator's power by several times in a short period of time. However, once the effect is over, the body's organs will inevitably be seriously overloaded. Because of this, the cultivator's Qi and blood will deteriorate and he will die. He will only end up dying together with his opponent. It's also because of this overbearing and sinister nature that it became the Demonic Sect's gatekeeping skill. If there's even a one in ten thousand chance of success, you shouldn't walk this path. Brother Xia, if it weren't for our many years of friendship, I wouldn't have earnestly advised you. This kind of evil skill shouldn't exist in this world! "

He said it with righteous indignation, but how could Manor Head Xia's mind be confused by this new world of martial arts? How could he listen to other people's advice? He looked up to the sky and laughed. He said, "If you can't eat the grapes, don't say that the grapes are sour! Don't tell me you don't covet it at all? Do you need me to remind you? Last time at the Ping family's arena, Ling 'er flooded the Four Great Villas. Even with everyone's strength, they still couldn't stop her. Instead, they suffered heavy casualties! Do you dare to say that the pill she took earlier doesn't have the same effect as this skill? Just because your cultivation isn't high enough, you took medicine to make up for the deficiency in your internal energy. That's what they call trying to paint a tiger but not a dog. "

Manor Head Ping said, "That's because my medicine hadn't been developed yet. It can only stimulate the human body's strength, but it can't accurately control this strength … "Manor Head Xia waved his hand and said," You don't have to find excuses for yourself. Today, I'll let you see the real Demonic Great Art so that you can die without regrets! "

Li Yijie's face suddenly relaxed. His left hand was leisurely on his waist, and his right hand was holding the sword. He casually placed his palm on the sword hilt and turned it slightly. He smiled and said, "Manor Head Xia, this theory is perfect, but I'm afraid there's a big flaw in it. Do you think that after you've mastered this evil skill, you'll be invincible in the world? If that's the case, why are you still willing to work for the Seven Demons? I'm afraid that although this skill can increase the human body's potential, there must be a limit, right? And this limit varies from person to person. "

Manor Head Xia's face darkened and said, "What do you mean?" In any case, Manor Head Ping was of the same generation as him. However, to be criticized by Li Yijie, a junior, in front of his face, he lost a lot of his dignity.

Li Yijie smiled faintly and said, "It means that this martial art can only be multiplied by the cultivator's old martial art. And the basis for this martial art is the cultivator's most original foundation. Because of the level of each person's martial art, everyone is different. Although you can show off for a while, once you meet an opponent who also has the Demonic Great Art, and who has higher skills, you'll be able to defeat the one who has lower skills. In fact, you know this very well, but you just don't want to face it. Therefore, I advise you not to be obsessed with this kind of auxiliary skill. It's better to be down-to-earth and practice your own skills first. "

Manor Head Xia's face darkened. He had always admired the Demonic Great Art, but Li Yijie's words were a knot in his heart. It was because of this difference that he could only hope to surpass Jiang Liechen in a short period of time. He had no choice but to swallow his anger and serve him as his master, running around in his place. As if to hide his guilty conscience, he called out, "You don't dare to fight me, so you keep talking nonsense. Are you waiting for reinforcements to come? I don't believe that you have a way to break my Demonic Great Art. "

Li Yijie's eyes were full of affection. He gently looked at Nangong Xue, then turned his head to look at Manor Head Xia. He smiled and said, "Oh, who said I can't break it? You only know how to use brute force to win. Did you know that there's another kind of fighting technique in the world called 'Four Taels Against a Thousand Catties'? Fine, I'll open your eyes today. "He drew his left hand across his chest and assumed a fighting stance. He smiled and said," Let's fight. "

Manor Head Xia had always thought highly of himself. After being ridiculed by the younger generation, he was even angrier. He jumped up and suddenly attacked Li Yijie with a shovel. This time, he used seventy to eighty percent of his strength. Unexpectedly, when he came into contact with his opponent's sword, it was as if he had struck leather. He was secretly shocked. He immediately turned his gaze to his opponent's face, trying to figure out from his expression what he was trying to do.

Li Yijie also looked at him from the corner of his eyes. He smiled faintly and said, "So what?" His arm shook slightly and a strong force was generated from his sword. Manor Head Xia's chest felt stuffy and his face was distorted by the strong wind. In the end, he couldn't withstand it and suddenly jumped back. He repeatedly dodged and once again charged at Li Yijie. At this time, he was extremely astonished. He didn't know how his opponent could so easily neutralize his internal energy.

When Li Yijie fought with Yuan Yi earlier, he was still concerned about his friendship with the original Manor Head. Moreover, he was being controlled by someone else and didn't do it on his own accord. When he fought, he always wanted to leave some face for his opponent. But Yuan Yi was always on the offensive, using his emotions to fight without emotion. That was why he was at a disadvantage. In addition, he was worried about Nangong Xue's safety. He was worried that if he was a step late, she would become someone else's sacrificial offering. He was distracted several times and his strength was greatly reduced.

Now that he had reached the top of the mountain and saw that Nangong Xue was safe and sound, he finally relaxed. Finally, he had no more distractions. He first used the 'Release' technique to neutralize the force from the shovel. His mind was clear. The sword stances that his master taught him when he was young, the Sacrifice Shadow Sect's sword manual, and the sword stances that he learned in the cave appeared in his mind. He combined the strengths of the three sects' internal energy, the strengths of Huashan, Wudang, and the Devil Cult's internal energy.

Another thing that Manor Head Xia didn't know was that his weapon was very heavy. With the addition of his strong internal energy, even a martial arts master wouldn't dare to take it head on. Li Yijie, on the other hand, temporarily guided his internal energy into the space between the long sword and the convenient shovel, passing it to the place where the internal energy had not yet been transmitted. The two weapons were still fighting unceasingly, the internal energy had not yet dissipated. When he counterattacked, he would combine his own internal energy and force the internal energy from the weapon out.

In this way, Manor Head Xia would have to take the opponent's attack head on and also suffer the backlash of his own internal energy. It was like if someone with the same internal energy as him attacked together with Li Yijie, he wouldn't be able to withstand the attack.

When Nangong Xue and the others saw that Li Yijie was at a disadvantage, they were secretly worried. Now that they saw him suddenly turn the tables and win in such a clever way, they couldn't help but praise him. Manor Head Liu had always been a fence-sitter. He was the loudest in encouraging Li Yijie.

Manor Head Xia was ashamed and angry. He shouted, "Last time you were just lucky! Watch me finish you off! "However, no matter how many times he attacked, the result was the same as before. Li Yijie used gentle techniques to neutralize his internal energy and forced him to retreat. His moves were extremely elegant. It was as if he was a young master who grew up in a big family.

Although Chu Anlin's kung fu was ruthless, because she was a woman, her movements were still feminine. Li Yijie had to be skilled in learning and the masculine nature of his moves had to be erased a lot, making them look more flexible.

These few rounds were repeated over and over again. Even the movements of Villa Master Xia and the way he leaped and retreated seemed to be carved from the same mold. Li Yijie was a young man and wanted to make everyone laugh. He wanted to appear relaxed in front of Manor Head Xia. He shook his head and said, "Ah, luck really comes at the right time. I, Li Yijie, am really lucky today. It's enough to win a grand slam."

In between moves, he waved his hand at the three people on the wooden stakes and said with a smile, "Thank you! Watch my next move. Let him show us a shovel technique! " He turned his sword and moved forward to meet the attack. A surge of air formed around Manor Head Xia, encircling him in the middle and gradually increasing the pressure.

Manor Head Xia couldn't move and could only wave his shovel in vain. The enemy was right in front of him, but he was still waving his shovel. It was as if he was talking to himself. The three people watching him smiled.

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