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

After bursting out of the water, Qin Wuli, who was in hot pursuit, gave Yi Yang no time to catch his breath.

His one-armed figure rushed through the water, drew his sword from behind, its blade bearing the dark red hue unique to the Nine Evils Sect, and slashed down at Yi Yang's face.

Seeing this, Yi Yang could only turn to the side and use the Tiger Roar to parry horizontally.

The two streams of true energy collided, and the withered tree beneath their feet shattered instantly.

Using the momentum, Yi Yang leaped back six zhang, his feet landing on the water's surface. He released his true qi to support his body, and his stance became quite stable.

But Qin Wuli did not pursue them.

He was suspended in mid-air, the dark red membrane covering his severed arm was writhing, and thumb-sized iron beads were seeping out of the blood membrane and floating around him.

There are twelve beads in total.

"The people from the Sky Patrol Bureau are really persistent."

Qin Wuli spoke through gritted teeth, filled with hatred.

He hadn't avenged the loss of his arm from that crazy woman he encountered last time, and now he'd run into another one. He probably couldn't do anything about that woman.

But today, Qin Wuli is determined to kill this guy from the Sky Patrol Division to vent his anger.

With a flick of his left hand, he unleashed twelve iron beads, which shot towards Yi Yang from different angles.

Each iron bead is wrapped in solidified true energy.

Upon seeing the twelve iron beads hurtling towards him, Yi Yang's pupils contracted slightly.

These iron balls didn't seem to be moving fast, but their trajectories were unpredictable, appearing in all directions and completely blocking his escape route.

Yi Yang had no choice but to hold the tiger's roar horizontally in front of his chest, while simultaneously activating the internal energy of his five internal organs.

ding ding-

The first four iron balls that came at them were deflected by the blade, and three of them grazed past the shoulders and thighs, but the black iron soft armor absorbed the impact.

But five more came in from a blind spot, two of which hit his right arm and back.

pain.

Feeling the pain in his body, Yi Yang groaned and retreated three zhang.

He looked down and saw that the flesh on his right arm where he had been hit was torn open, but thankfully the bone was not broken. A tingling and numb sensation spread along his meridians to his fingers.

Seeing that his attack had worked, Qin Wuli gave him no chance to recover.

The twelve iron beads spun back, and at the same time, he himself arrived with his sword.

With a sword above and a pearl below, this is a pincer attack.

But Yi Yang did not sit idly by and wait for his death; his figure flashed from the spot.

A perfect crossing of the river by skimming the water.

His movements unfolded on the water's surface, each step carrying a powerful surge of energy, creating ripples on the surface of Bailongze Lake.

The iron balls couldn't keep up with his speed of changing direction, and they whizzed past him one by one.

But Qin Wuli's sword could keep up.

Although this guy lost an arm, he wielded the sword with extreme skill in his left hand.

Each sword strike aimed directly at vital points, with tricky angles, and was aimed at the gaps in Yi Yang's breathing.

While dodging, Yi Yang blocked seven swords in succession.

When the eighth sword came, he didn't block it. His body suddenly leaned back, and he slid five zhang backward, skimming the water's surface.

This caused Qin Wuli to miss with his sword strike, and the momentum of his forward momentum caused him to lose control, exposing half of his back.

This is the right time.

Yi Yang gripped the Tiger Roar with his backhand and stomped his foot hard, creating a crater in the water.

The 72-pound heavy sword, imbued with true qi, was swung upwards from below, marking the ninth move of the Nine Peaks Sword technique.

Absolute peak.

He infused this strike with 60% of his true energy, and the blade emitted a deep hum, like the roar of a tiger echoing through the air.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Upon hearing the sound of the long sword whistling towards him, Qin Wuli's expression, which had been contorted with rage and cruelty, immediately changed.

He sensed the terrifying power of the blade energy behind him and instinctively tried to dodge, but Yi Yang's timing was too precise. His center of gravity was still in the momentum of his forward charge, and he didn't have time to turn around.

Autumn Equinox!

With no other option, Qin Wuli roared, and the blade in his left hand suddenly exploded, turning into countless dark red fragments of sword light. At the same time, all twelve iron beads were retrieved and arranged into a shield wall behind him.

The sword light and iron beads wove a barrier behind him.

The tiger's roar struck the barrier.

boom--

Eight iron beads were knocked away, and most of the sword light shattered.

However, Yi Yang's sword strike was also weakened by 40%, leaving only a half-inch deep wound on Qin Wuli's back.

Qin Wuli used the force of the impact to propel himself forward ten zhang before turning and landing.

He looked down at the wound on his back; blood was flowing down from the wound, but it hadn't damaged any bones or tendons.

When I looked up, the disdain in those eyes had vanished, replaced by genuine respect.

"Your swordsmanship has actually reached perfection."

Qin Wuli retrieved the remaining four iron beads and reconstituted the True Qi Sword Blade with his left hand.

This time, the blade is thicker and darker in color than before.

He stared at the Tiger's Roar sword in Yi Yang's hand and said, "That sword is also a good item. It's not far from being a treasure-level weapon."

Yi Yang didn't reply, but simply held the tiger's roar across his chest and adjusted his breathing.

The soreness and numbness in my right arm are still there, but I can move it.

The fact that the previous strike didn't kill the opponent shows that Qin Wuli has more trump cards than he thought.

That "Autumn Equinox Sword Technique" is also a powerful sword technique, and it actually withstood his strongest attack.

This guy is not easy to kill.

"bring it on."

Qin Wuli didn't waste any words; this time, he took the initiative to attack.

His figure shot forward with lightning speed, his left-hand sword blade slicing diagonally in an arc.

Yi Yang raised his sword to meet the attack, and the two weapons clashed head-on.

clang!

Yi Yang's tiger's mouth cracked from the force, and the water beneath his feet was pressed into a pit three zhang wide.

But Qin Wuli wasn't having an easy time either; the recoil from his missing arm made his shoulder blade crack.

The two players barely managed a draw.

At this point, both of them took two steps back simultaneously to regain their balance.

Qin Wuli licked his lips. He hadn't expected that the old man's true qi was about the same as his own, or even slightly stronger.

With the added advantage of that heavy sword, he wouldn't stand a chance in a head-on confrontation.

Yi Yang's mind was racing at the same time.

Although Qin Wuli lost an arm, the evil arts of the Nine Evil Sect restored his fighting strength.

Iron beads, sword light, and hand-to-hand combat are used simultaneously, combining offense and defense. A head-on confrontation is not cost-effective; other methods must be considered.

His left hand quietly slipped into the waterproof bag at his waist.

Qin Wuli charged forward again. This time, the iron beads cleared the way, with four iron beads forming two groups to flank from the left and right, while he himself charged forward from the front with his sword.

Yi Yang blocked the two iron balls and dodged the sword's edge by turning to the side.

Qin Wuli's sword momentum continued unabated. With a flick of his wrist, he thrust the tip of his sword toward Yi Yang's throat.

Yi Yang leaned back to dodge, and with his left hand, he pulled out two things from the waterproof bag.

The venomous fangs of the golden-striped black boa.

Each one is a foot and a half long, with a faint bluish light emanating from its tip, and the venom sac at the base still contains remnants of snake venom.

Without hesitation, Yi Yang raised his left hand, and two venomous fangs shot out in a spinning motion.

Qin Wuli was sheathing his sword and returning to defense when he was caught off guard by Yi Yang throwing a hidden weapon at such close range. He instinctively turned his head, and the first fang of the poisoned weapon grazed his ear.

But I couldn't avoid the second one.

The venomous fangs pierced his left shoulder.

"hiss--"

Qin Wuli gasped, looking down to see the translucent spike embedded in his shoulder muscle. The venom sac had ruptured, and a yellowish-green liquid was seeping into the wound.

The sensation of snake venom entering the body comes very quickly.

The muscles around his left shoulder began to spasm, the flow of his vital energy was disrupted by the poison, and his meridians felt as if they were filled with sand, making them sluggish and blocked.

Upon realizing his condition, Qin Wuli's expression changed, and he quickly circulated his internal energy to expel the poison.

However, the Golden-Striped Black Python's venom is no ordinary venom; it is the venom of a beast approaching the True Qi Realm, which cannot be forced out in a short time.

The venom is causing him to slow down.

The thickness of the sword light was also reduced by 20%.

Yi Yang finally saw an opportunity. He raised his tiger roar, unleashed his movement technique, and attacked forward.

Qin Wuli gritted his teeth to fight, but the snake venom in his left shoulder slowed down his sword strikes, and his control over the iron bead also became sluggish.

Yi Yang struck him three times in quick succession, each strike hitting a gap in his defense, forcing him to retreat.

"Damn it..."

Seeing that he was facing a situation with no way to retreat, Qin Wuli made a decision.

He embedded the remaining four iron beads into the dark red flesh of his severed arm.

The membrane began to writhe violently, releasing a large amount of bloody mist that spread along his blood vessels throughout his body.

Forbidden techniques.

Yi Yang saw that Qin Wuli's skin had turned from normal to dark red, a vein on his forehead had become visible, and the whites of his eyes, which were originally normal, were now stained red with blood vessels.

At the same time, his aura was surging.

But it wasn't a normal surge; it was an explosion achieved by burning away one's life force.

"I want you dead!"

Qin Wuli roared and transformed into a blood-red afterimage as he crashed into Yi Yang.

At this moment, its speed was more than 30% faster than before, and the condensation of true energy caused the blade in its left hand to expand to five feet long, slashing down with scorching heat.

Yi Yang did not retreat.

He can't back out.

An opponent in this state of high alert will only chase you further as you retreat, and once they get into a rhythm, you're doomed.

Yi Yang held the Tiger Roar upright in front of him, gripped the handle with both hands, and all the true energy in his dantian surged out.

The internal strength of the five internal organs is cultivated to perfection.

The internal energy surged out from the dantian, passing through the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. After passing through all five organs, the density of the true qi reached the highest level in this life.

At the same time, the thick film of air on the blade began to distort the light in the air.

Qin Wuli's blood-red sword blade struck.

Yi Yang did not parry; he sidestepped the main body of the sword and used only his left shoulder to withstand the remaining force of the blade.

The blade cut into the shoulder.

The black iron armor only lasted half a breath before being cut through by the true qi sword blade. The sword blade penetrated three inches deep into Yi Yang's left shoulder, and a sour, tooth-grinding sensation came from his bones.

But Yiyang's tiger roar has also arrived.

He endured the sword strike in exchange for a close-quarters encounter.

The 72-pound heavy blade, imbued with terrifying internal energy enhanced by the perfected cultivation of the five internal organs, pierced Qin Wuli's chest cavity from bottom to top.

The knife tip pierced through his heart and emerged from his back.

Qin Wuli finally stopped moving.

He looked down at the heavy black sword in his chest, and mouthfuls of dark blood gushed from his mouth.

In those bloodshot eyes, the madness was fading, and at the same time, his life was fading away.

"you……"

He tried to say something, but the gushing blood blocked his throat.

Without wasting words, Yi Yang forcefully twisted the hilt of his sword, swirling it halfway through the enemy's body, completely severing the opponent's upgrade.

Qin Wuli's body twitched twice, his head tilted to one side, and he fell completely silent.

Yi Yang drew Tiger Roar, and blood dripped from the blade onto the water.

At the same time, his own left shoulder was also bleeding. Qin Wuli's sword had pierced him quite deeply, breaking bones and injuring tendons, so he couldn't use his left arm for the time being.

Yi Yang covered the wound with his right hand and used his internal energy to stop the bleeding.

"True Qi Realm... indeed, not easy to deal with."

Yi Yang took a few breaths and looked down at Qin Wuli's corpse floating on the water.

The other party had lost an arm to Yan Wuyuan and was also poisoned by snake venom. In this state, he had forced himself to the point of being injured in exchange for his life.

However, with the help of the Nine Evil Sect's demonic arts, the opponent's strength is not weak even at the True Qi Realm level.

I don't yet have the ability to completely overwhelm someone of the same level.

This is a lesson.

Yi Yang didn't dwell on it; time was of the essence.

He flipped Qin Wuli's clothes with one hand and took something out of a hidden pocket.

There were three bottles of pills inside; two were in the standard packaging of the Nine Evil Sect, and one had no label.

The silver notes, totaling over two thousand taels, were neatly folded and tucked into his waistband.

There were no cultivation methods or handwritten copies of secret techniques.

Yi Yang carefully put away the pills and silver notes, then looked up and glanced around.

The water in the distance was calm, shrouded in mist. The leader of the Nine Evil Sect did not pursue them; Zong Sha had gone after the people of the Xuanjian Pavilion.

But this does not mean it is safe.

He needs to leave quickly.

Yi Yang dragged Qin Wuli's body underwater, found a large rock at the bottom of the lake, tied it tightly with his belt, and sank it into the silt twenty feet deep.

Bloodstains will quickly spread and disappear in water; the traces will not last long.

After doing all this, he surfaced and fled at full speed toward White Fish City.

The wound on his left shoulder was still bleeding, and a wave of pain shot through his brain. But Yi Yang's lips curled into a slight smile.

Today's trip to Bailongze yielded far more rewards than I had anticipated.

Three black-scaled fruits, two True Qi-level precious herbs, one Netherworld Orchid, the snake material of the Golden-Patterned Black Python, plus the pills and silver notes found on Qin Wuli's body.

More importantly, he personally confirmed the existence and location of the Nine Evil Cult Leader.

My task is complete, although I don't know what the other party's purpose is.

But now is not the time to delve into it.

He needed to go back to recover from his injuries first, take You Shui Lan to advance his cultivation of the "Heart Monkey Guardian Technique," and then organize the intelligence and report it to Yan Wuyuan.

As for that incense master and the murderer...

Yi Yang strode forward across the water, the mist of Bailongze behind him swallowing up the direction he had come from.

Deep underwater, in the blood-red eye of the whirlpool, a figure slowly emerged from the center of the vortex.

He raised his head, his gaze piercing through the heavy waters, landing on a direction that had already disappeared on the surface of the water.

"interesting."