The Primordial Law

Chapter 188 The Fourth Battle Method

Yin Shiyi was just about to persuade Li Weiyi to leave quickly and not to be stubborn, for fear that both of them would die here today.

However, Li Weiyi had already attacked first.

Yang Qingxi and Yang Zhiyong were naturally happy to see each other showing their fighting spirit. On the contrary, it would be a difficult matter if the two of them were determined to escape.

"Well come."

Yang Zhiyong no longer had any contempt for him.

Hold the halberd with both hands, with the front hand as close to the halberd tip as possible to cope with the narrow environment and the disadvantages of magic weapons.

The vast magical energy surged out of the sea of qi, condensing into a four-meter-tall figure of combat intent, like a giant of light and shadow, walking with him.

"Swish!"

In the insect bag, seven phoenix-winged moth kings flapped their wings and flew out.

They were even faster than Li Weiyi, leaving seven bright streaks and flying in front of Yang Zhiyong in an instant.

Yang Zhiyong was alert, his pupils contracted.

The seven strange insects released by the opponent gave him a sense of extreme danger. He quickly retreated and hid inside the figure of the battle method.

"Bang bang!"

Seven Phoenix-winged Moth Kings slammed into it, creating circles of energy ripples at various locations of the four-meter-tall combat technique's mental figure.

The body length of the seven little ones is close to five inches. With their advantages in speed and defense, their comprehensive combat power is enough to challenge the weakest martial artist in the fifth level of the Five Seas Realm.

This is already quite terrifying because there are so many of them.

Yang Zhiyong had already sensed the power of the seven Phoenix-winged Moth Kings. Under their crazy attack, he felt that he could not resist. He took a step back and released his magic energy with all his strength to dissipate the impact.

However, he had not yet realized the seriousness of the situation.

In his opinion, although these strange insects were powerful, they were far inferior to himself and had very low intelligence, so each one could be killed instantly.

"Wow!"

The halberd was swung out, attracting a large amount of energy and accurately hitting the two Phoenix-winged Moth Kings.

The two insects were knocked away, fell to the ground, and created two deep pits.

Seizing the opportunity and ready to go, Li Weiyi leaped up like lightning, carrying the three battle spirits on his back, and slashed down with a sword.

The sword roars like a dragon.

The yellow light made the snow in the sky look like golden goose feathers.

The sword energy of "Taiyi Kaihai" was several feet long, easily tearing apart Yang Zhiyong's magic energy. But it did not cut towards Yang Zhiyong, but towards his fighting spirit.

At this moment, Yang Zhiyong had just knocked away two Phoenix-winged Moth Kings, and had no time to swing his halberd to defend himself. He had no choice but to abandon the idea of fighting and instead stabbed Li Weiyi's abdomen from bottom to top with his halberd.

The battle plan was shattered, no big deal.

As long as this halberd can injure the opponent, it will be a sure win.

Yang Qingxi saw it more clearly than Yang Zhiyong and realized the seriousness of the problem. Li's only killer move was not this sword at all, but once Yang Zhiyong's fighting method was broken, he would be completely exposed to the claws and wings of those extremely fast strange insects.

By then, everything impossible may become possible.

It's too late to remind you.

"Wow!"

The sound of flowing water is like a rushing river.

Yang Qingxi's graceful figure moved, and rushed out from the three-story roof. Under his feet, a green stream flowed in the void, with green light flying, magical and infinite, spreading towards the battlefield in the alley at a high speed.

When she was born, there was the sound of a stream flowing inside the house.

Therefore, the idea of the long river is an innate idea.

"Miss Yang, let's play first!"

Seeing that the strange insect raised by Li Weiyi was so powerful, Yin Shiyi regained confidence and released a five-meter-high fighting intention, which collided with the Qingxi River in mid-air.

After taking two steps back.

The fire-scale dragon claw gloves he wore on his hands turned into two red fire clouds under the stimulation of magic energy.

The "Angry Dragon Claw Technique", one of the nine fundamental martial arts of the Jiuli tribe, was then used. This is a legendary martial art that can overcome adversity if it is cultivated to the extreme.

On the other side, Li Weiyi chopped Yang Zhi's four-meter-high fighting spirit figure into pieces with a sword, and then tried his best to dodge, but was still hit under the left armpit by the opponent's halberd.

The pure immortal body of the sixth sea cultivation, how terrible is the combat power, even if he was just touched by his combat weapon, the armpit was bleeding. Fortunately, he cultivated to the minor success of the golden bone, otherwise two ribs would have been broken.

Li Weiyi fell back to the ground, the pain on the left side of his body was so severe that he seemed to lose consciousness. However, he did not dare to stay there for even a second, let alone retreat to heal his wounds. Instead, he gritted his teeth and attacked again.

Stopping or retreating are both dead ends.

If he advances, he has a great chance to kill Yang Zhiyong within a few rounds.

Yang Zhiyong never thought that Li Weiyi was so brave, and what was even more beyond his expectation was that the two moths that should have been dead after being smashed into the ground by his halberd were actually alive and kicking, and their bodies seemed to be made of fairy iron and could not be destroyed.

There is a complete difference between a strange insect that can be killed with one blow and a strange insect that cannot be killed with one blow!

When dealing with Li Weiyi's overwhelming sword moves, Yang Zhi felt pain in his right neck, and a piece of his flesh was torn off by the claws of a Phoenix-winged Moth King.

The next moment, the back of his right hand, which was tightly grasping the halberd, was scratched by the membranous wings of a phoenix-winged moth king, leaving a deep blood mark.

The halberd was almost dropped from his hand.

"Oops……"

Yang Zhiyong's face changed suddenly as he realized the seriousness of the situation. He quickly jumped towards the white wall on the right side of the alley to try to catch his breath so that he could release his combat intent again.

"Boom! Boom!"

The two phoenix-winged moth kings hit his back from the left and right, like being hit by two heavy punches. Despite the protection of the magic weapon battle suit, Yang Zhiyong still fell back into the alley.

After a few more moves, Yang Zhiyong had eight wounds on his body, all on his head, neck, and hands, which were not protected by the magic weapon suit. His face was covered in blood, and his left eye was cut. He was dizzy and wanted to escape but couldn't. He felt that danger was everywhere.

"Zheng!"

The piercing sound of a sword came.

Li Weiyi decided to end the fight and slashed his sword across, aiming for his neck.

When Yang Zhi saw the brilliant sword light with his right eye, it was too late to dodge or resist. He was instantly completely hopeless and accepted defeat with conviction. He had no hatred or resentment in his heart, but only one thought: this boy will rise like a comet and will be unstoppable.

"Wow—"

Suddenly, a slender black shadow flashed behind Yang Zhiyong.

This black shadow was completely wrapped, with only a pair of eyes exposed, bright as cold stars.

She pushed Yang Zhiyong away with a palm, and a strange long sword as thin as a needle broke through the night. The sword was so fast that the falling snow around it seemed to stop, and it pierced Li Weiyi's forehead.

In Li Weiyi's pupils, the tip of the sword was getting closer and brighter.

The pain between my eyebrows started before the sword arrived.

The same feeling of powerlessness that Yang Zhiyong felt when he was on the verge of death just now was now happening to him.

The difference is that at this critical moment, Li Weiyi did not lose all hope. Instead, a strong fighting spirit rose in his heart to fight against the sky, and his mind entered an unprecedented state of tranquility.

In this state, he could even see himself clearly in the eyes of the woman opposite him, and the familiarity that those cold eyes brought to him.

"Wow!"

Behind Li Weiyi, there were only three combat ideas.

The fourth battle method idea quietly condensed, like a painting, gradually becoming perfect and full with each stroke. He originally slashed with his sword horizontally, but he forced the route to change from attack to defense.

The hand shadows and sword shadows overlapped.

This was his instinctive reaction when facing danger, and it was also the result of years of practicing the "Ruyi Qiankun Sword", one of the Twelve Free-Handed Moves of the Chan Sect. This move itself was on the verge of a breakthrough.

Once you break through, the idea will come into being.

The world is as it should be, and changes are unpredictable.

The fourth battle tactic came into his mind, and the power of his sword moves increased by another ten percent.

If you can cultivate a combat method, it is considered a normal result of normal martial arts practice. Go all out and fight with full strength.

With the power of the Four Thoughts, Li Weiyi's combat power has increased to 130%.

"Ding!"

The sword that was supposed to pierce Li Weiyi's forehead instead pierced the Huanglong sword that was blocking it vertically, making a loud bang.

Ripples burst out in the air.

Li Weiyi flew out straight like a cannonball and hit the wall at the bend of the alley. The pain was so severe that everything went dark in front of his eyes and he felt like he was going to faint on the spot.

The woman in black standing next to the frightened Yang Zhiyong had a look of great surprise in her eyes. She obviously didn't expect that under the circumstances just now, the other party would be able to block her fatal sword.

With her level of cultivation, she couldn't see clearly how Li Weiyi changed his moves to block.

If it was a character of the inheritor level, in the fatal situation just now when the sword was at his forehead, his head should have turned into an open gourd.

The murderous intent of the woman in black reached an unprecedented level, and she was about to attack again.

"Wow!"

A folding fan came through the alley, spinning and flying, stirring up thousands of flying snowflakes.

"Zuoqiu is coming, retreat!"

The person who said this was the veiled Yang Qingxi.

The woman in black stared at Li Weiyi, feeling extremely unwilling. She used her sword to knock the folding fan away, but she could only grab Yang Zhiyong and escape into the dark alley.

Zuoqiuting moved quickly and grabbed the folding fan that had not yet fallen to the ground: "You go first."

After leaving these four words, he disappeared from the sight of Li Weiyi and Yin Shiyi and chased after the three people from Sui Zong.

Li Weiyi finally breathed a sigh of relief, but his left armpit and right arm were in great pain. Yin Shiyi grabbed his shoulders and helped him sit against the wall.

"Awesome, your fighting power is so abnormal, what level are you at?" Yin Shiyi was very excited and extremely curious.

Li Weiyi was using his magic power to heal his wounds while recalling and thinking. Suddenly he asked, "How many times have you dealt with Yang Qingxi?"

"Including this time, we have fought twice. What's wrong?" Yin Shiyi said.

Li Weiyi said: "I feel... Yang Qingxi may be two people!"

"What did you say?"

Yin Shiyi's voice suddenly became much higher.

Li Weiyi recalled the several times he had met Yang Qingxi, and he always felt that the look in the black-clad woman's eyes just now could match the first time he saw her. But at that time, he had just come to this world, and they had only met briefly, so he couldn't be sure.

"Maybe I'm thinking wrong!"

Li Weiyi's body recovered extremely quickly. After moving his arms, he stood up and looked for the Yellow Dragon Sword that had fallen out of his hand.

The two Phoenix-winged Moth Kings have carried the Yellow Dragon Sword back.

There was even one that, as if seeking credit, held up the corpse of a bee or insect in its claws and flew back and forth in front of him.

Seeing the bee worm being killed by them, Li Weiyi's bad mood suddenly brightened up: "Great, I'll go back and get you some thousand-year-old medicine. I'll make sure you can break through in the next two days."

(End of this chapter)