Elderly Martial Saint: Sixty Times the Cultivation Speed ​​at the Start

In this body of water, two attacks suddenly burst forth from the center of the whirlpool at an extremely fast speed.

The moment Yi Yang sensed the intensity of the attack, his body tensed to its limit.

His right hand was already on the hilt of Tiger Roar's Blade, and his toes were poised to unleash a burst of power.

But he did not act rashly.

It wasn't fear that made him slow down; rather, Yi Yang made a judgment in the instant before the attack arrived.

These two attacks, imbued with true qi, were not aimed at him.

Just as Yi Yang had expected, the two attacks collided about seven or eight zhang above him.

"bump!"

A dull thud echoed through the water.

The powerful attack tore open a vacuum zone three zhang in diameter in the water, and the shattered water jets shot out in all directions.

The shockwave flipped the nearby shriveled corpses over.

Yi Yang made his choice before the shockwave arrived.

He fully activated his "Concealing Breath Without Form Technique," suppressing his aura to a level similar to that of a corpse.

After that, Yi Yang slid along the underwater rock wall and disappeared into the pile of corpses.

He pulled over a dried corpse dressed in indigo-patterned clothing from the Shallow Water Gang and covered it with it, while the remains of another rogue cultivator were placed on the left side for cover.

Yi Yang lay motionless amidst the pile of corpses.

Immediately following the collision of the two attacks, two figures emerged from the depths of the whirlpool.

A man and a woman, both dressed in dark gray Taoist robes with silver flying swords embroidered on their backs, the symbol of Xuanjian Pavilion, one of the major powers surrounding Suining Prefecture.

The man looked to be in his thirties, with an old scar on his face. His aura was at the True Qi Realm level, but it was unstable, showing signs of the disorder that came with a battle.

The woman next to him was younger, nearing thirty, with half of her Taoist robe torn off her left shoulder, revealing dried bloodstains on the lining.

The man had just escaped the whirlpool when he looked back, his face extremely grim, and said:

"Damn, this is really troublesome."

He gritted his teeth and cursed, then turned to the woman beside him and hissed.

"Junior sister, let's go quickly! I never expected that the severely injured Zong Sha and the newly-brought-down Qin Wuli would appear here!"

Before the words were even finished, the two of them swam rapidly toward the outer edge of the water.

His figure swept past seven or eight zhang above Yi Yang's head, causing the water to surge and the resulting ripples to sweep across the pile of corpses.

Yi Yang remained lying there without moving, letting the two people pass over his head.

His brain was racing at that moment.

Indiscriminate killing.

Qin Wuli.

When Yi Yang heard those two names come out of the mouth of the Xuanjian Pavilion man, his back tensed up.

"Zong Sha" was the leader of a gang known as the Six Bandits of Zong Sha who wreaked havoc around the city, and was also a True Qi Realm expert who was severely injured by Yan Wuyuan.

As for Qin Wuli, he was the second-in-command among the six bandits, and he was also the guy whose arm was casually dislocated by Yan Wuyuan.

How did they end up in the southern region of Bailongze?

Shouldn't they be recovering from their injuries?

Before Yi Yang could sort out all this information, the center of the whirlpool churned again.

Three figures emerged from within.

Sure enough, Yi Yang recognized the auras of two of the three figures.

When he was in the Beast Ridge Mountains, he sensed a True Qi Realm expert and four other masters closing in on him.

He was running away at all times and did not come into contact with that True Qi Realm expert, but the other party released that True Qi Realm aura without any concealment, which made Yi Yang remember the characteristics of the other party's aura fluctuation.

The auras of Zong Sha and Qin Wuli matched the two auras they had sensed at the time.

However, the aura of the third of the three caused Yi Yang, who was concealing his aura, to tighten his heart instantly, and he dared not make any rash moves.

It was an indescribable sense of oppression.

The opponent also possessed the aura of the True Qi Realm, but was at a higher level than Zong Sha and Qin Wuli.

The aura was tinged with an evil, bloody scent, exactly like the Nine Evils Sect's aura emanating from Feng Haiyuan, whom Yi Yang had killed in the South City prison, only many times stronger.

He should be the leader of the Nine Evil Sect that I'm looking for.

Yi Yang made his judgment almost the instant he sensed the other party's aura.

This is the person Yan Wuyuan asked him to investigate.

At this moment, three figures were suspended above the whirlpool.

The man in the center was not very tall, and he wore a wide robe. His face was not clearly visible in the murky water.

To his left stood a burly figure, his aura heavy and focused, likely the one who had been wielding the sword.

The figure on the right is a slender man who is missing his right arm; he is Qin Wuli.

The arm he was missing was the one that Yan Wuyuan had removed.

The man in the middle looked in the direction the two from Xuanjian Pavilion had fled for three breaths before speaking.

The sound was distorted somewhat as it traveled through the water, but every word was perfectly clear.

"They are from the Xuanjian Pavilion."

His tone was flat, without any emotional fluctuation.

"Don't let them relay the message back. Zong Sha, you deal with the two of them."

He paused and continued:

"We must not allow them to leak the information; they must be killed without exception."

Without uttering a word after receiving the order, Zong Sha moved swiftly, becoming a blur as he chased after the two Xuanjian Pavilion figures in the water.

His speed was outrageous; the water was torn apart by his true energy.

Yi Yang lay prone amidst the pile of corpses, controlling the rhythm of his heartbeat.

He had already cultivated his "Concealing Breath Without Form Technique" to the first level of perfection, and with the blessing of the True Qi Realm, the concealment effect was far greater than before.

As long as he doesn't actively release his aura, even a True Qi Realm expert would have a hard time detecting him at this distance.

Moreover, those shriveled corpses themselves contain the residual blood and qi that dissipated when the martial artist died, which can interfere with perception.

should be no problem.

When Yi Yang was thinking this

The leader of the Nine Evil Sect, who was standing in the center, suddenly turned his head.

The direction of their gaze was the pile of corpses where Yi Yang was hiding.

When Yi Yang sensed this scene, his scalp immediately tingled.

"Qin Wuli".

The other person's voice remained calm as they gave the order:

"Go and get rid of that rat."

Upon hearing this, the one-armed Qin Wuli was stunned. He hadn't expected that this person would actually give him orders.

His senses spread out, sweeping across the pile of corpses, but he couldn't detect anything.

The residual blood and vital energy of the dead floated in the water, making the sensory signals in that area turbid and noisy.

But once the adults have spoken, he can't question them.

Just as Qin Wuli was about to ask the adult where the rats were, the pile of corpses exploded.

Having his disguise exposed, Yi Yang did not wait.

From the moment the incense master cast his gaze over, he knew he couldn't hide it any longer.

The other party's level of perception exceeded my expectations.

Playing hide-and-seek with someone of this caliber is suicide.

Therefore, Yi Yang only has one choice.

run.

Run at full speed.

Yi Yang's body shot out from the pile of corpses. He used the perfected "Crossing the River by Touching Water" movement technique, combined with the power of his true qi, to his fullest extent. He drew a straight line in the water and rushed back towards the tunnel he had come from.

At this moment, the speed has been pushed to its limit.

Yi Yang's appearance finally made Qin Wuli realize where the enemy was.

A gray figure shot out from the pile of corpses he thought were all dead, moving so fast that it made him frown.

Is the other party also at the True Qi Realm?

There was actually a living person at the True Qi Realm hidden there, and Qin Wuli hadn't even noticed it?

This display of incompetence in front of adults cast a shadow over Qin Wuli's face.

It is unacceptable to lose face in front of this important person.

"court death!"

After Qin Wuli shouted, he shot off and chased after Yi Yang.

Although he lost his right arm, the Nine Evil Sect's secret techniques compensated him.

A dark red membrane grew from the severed arm, and something was wriggling beneath it. Although the arm had not been restored to its original state, the internal energy circulation pathways had been redesigned.

This caused the speed to increase instead of decrease.

Yi Yang turned around and sensed it.

The Nine Evil Sect Master, who was the strongest and posed the greatest threat to him, did not chase after him.

The other party sank back into the crimson vortex, and it was unclear what they were doing.

this is a good news.

The bad news was that Qin Wuli was faster than he had imagined.

The distance between the two is decreasing.

One hundred zhang.

Eighty feet.

六十

Qin Wuli condensed a ball of dark red true energy in his left hand and blasted it towards Yi Yang's back.

The True Qi attack left a straight vacuum trajectory in the water, and the shattered water flow exploded to both sides.

Yi Yang shifted his body slightly, and the ball of true energy grazed past his ribs, the shockwave causing his blood and qi to surge.

Another one.

This time the angle was even more tricky, forcing Yi Yang to change direction and dodge, slowing him down by half a beat.

The distance had decreased by another ten zhang.

Yi Yang gritted his teeth, his mind racing.

Qin Wuli was severely injured by Yan Wuyuan, losing an arm, so his strength should have been reduced.

However, the evil magic of the Nine Evil Sect made up for some of his losses, and now this guy is even two points faster than him.

Is the water their home turf?

No, but I'm not exactly familiar with underwater environments either.

Then we won't fight in the water.

Yi Yang made a decision.

He changed direction, no longer swimming towards the tunnel, but instead rushing diagonally upwards.

As they rise, the water depth decreases rapidly.

Fifteen zhang, ten zhang, five zhang.

Light shone down from the water's surface overhead, a white haze—the color of the mist on the surface of the marshland after the sunlight penetrated it.

Qin Wuli pursued even closer from behind, unleashing another attack of true energy, this time a scattering attack that covered a three-zhang-wide area in front of him.

Yi Yang had no time to dodge and activated the "Horizontal Martial Body Refinement" technique to withstand the attack.

The true energy scattering struck the black iron soft armor on his back. Part of the force was absorbed by the armor, and the remaining impact traveled up his spine and throughout his body, causing his internal organs to tremble.

Yi Yang groaned, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

But he didn't slow down.

In the next instant, Yi Yang broke through the water's surface.

A misty haze hung over the lake, casting a white glow on his face.

His body leaped out of the water, splashing water as he soared three zhang high, flipped half a circle in the air, and landed firmly on a piece of floating deadwood.

The water exploded behind him.

Qin Wuli emerged from the water.

The one-armed figure hung in mid-air, the dark red flesh at the severed arm glistening abnormally in the sunlight.

His face, twisted with murderous intent, was filled with rage, and his eyes were fixed on Yi Yang, who stood on the withered tree.

The two faced each other for the first time on the surface of Bailongze.

Qin Wuli saw Yi Yang's appearance clearly.

The old man, sixty years old, had a full head of black hair. His gray cloth clothes were soaked and clung to his body, and a heavy object wrapped in coarse linen was slung across his back.

"Are they from your Sky Patrol Division again?"

Qin Wuli's voice was squeezed out from his throat, filled with hatred as he glared at Yi Yang.

The person who dislocated his arm last time was Yan Wuyuan from the Youquan Division of the Sky Patrol Bureau, and the person who killed his brother was also from the Sky Patrol Bureau.

Now another one has popped up.

Yi Yang stood on the dead tree, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and didn't reply.

His right hand had already gripped the hilt of Tiger Roar's sword.

Fighting on the surface is different from fighting in the water.