66: C66 Ning Yue Arrived!

C66 Ning Yue Arrived!

The black light was sharp, unstoppable, as if it was going to break through everything and come straight for us.

Leng Ye did not dare to be careless. He quickly circulated the inner Qi in his body, and a heavy and thick aura erupted from his body like a flood. It was like a wave, stirring up waves and sweeping out.

He exerted strength in his legs, and with a bang, he shot out like an arrow. His palm glowed, and a gray mist rose from his palm. The mist rolled, and it was majestic and imposing. It was like a mountain, heavy and oppressive...

From this aura, it could be seen that the power of Leng Ye's move was extraordinary.

Mountain Regretting Palm!

Seventh grade martial skill!

After being refined, it would possess a terrifying strength that could shake mountains, and it would be able to open stone tablets and split stones. It was more than ten thousand kilograms.

Boom!

The two afterimages collided with each other. A terrifying aura spread out like tidal waves. The ground cracked open, and dust billowed. A dull sound rang out, and a black shadow shot out from within the smoke and dust.

"Puff!"

Leng Ye was unexpectedly no match for it. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and a bloody hole appeared on his palm. Fresh blood flowed out, and he hurriedly circulated his inner Qi to stop his injuries. His face was filled with shock as he looked in front of him. The dark figure in the dust said, "What a terrifying power... This... This isn't an ordinary martial skill... You actually know the sixth grade martial skill!"

No wonder Leng Ye could not believe it.

Although the sixth grade martial skill didn't sound like a high level martial skill, in fact, even though he was the City Lord of Green Cloud City... And no way to get it. Such a level of martial skill, except for the influential Dynasty of the Yangtian Dynasty... Each of them was extremely precious. Only the elite disciples could get it.

The other party actually possessed such a high level martial technique. He had truly miscalculated!

Leng Ye was shocked. It seemed like it was just like the news he had received, Yim Yangtian had a deep relationship with the Netherworld Palace. Yim Yangtian was even willing to give him a martial skill like the sixth grade martial skill.

After Yim Yangtian injured Leng Ye with his palm, he did not continue to chase after him. Instead, he turned around and flew in the direction of Ji Wuyan. His speed was very fast, like a shooting star. Behind him, there was even a trail of smoke and dust.

Swoosh!

He was as fast as lightning, incomparably swift and fierce.

"Be careful!"

Upon seeing this, Ji Xiong's heart was filled with shock and anxiety. He never thought that even Leng Ye was no match for Yim Yangtian. He hurriedly warned and intended to intercept, but at this moment, Zuo Qingqiu and Zheng Qiuxuan were like plaster on the skin of a dog. They stuck tightly to him, unable to escape.

"Get lost!"

Ji Xiong was furious. He roared and struck out both of his palms. Waves of Qi rolled over like tidal waves, endlessly and with great momentum.

The two of them didn't dare to be careless. They struck out their palms while retreating. Although their arms were trembling and their blood was boiling, they still blocked Ji Xiong's way in the end.

Yim Yangtian went around, but he didn't stop. He went straight to Ji Wuyan. With this, the only thought in his mind was to kill his opponent and avenge his son. As for the rest of the matters, he would wait until he had avenged his son.

Swoosh!

A white figure suddenly shot out and blocked his path. This person had an aged appearance. He was an old man with white sideburns, but he had a majestic aura and vigorous blood energy. He was no weaker than a robust adult man.

This man was the Great Elder of Ji family, Ji Yan.

The Great Elder naturally saw what happened just now. He was no match for the ferocious opponent, but he could not retreat. Because he was the Great Elder of Ji family. Protecting the younger generation was his responsibility. Even if the opponent was extremely powerful, he had to face him bravely. He would fight to the death to stop him.

Bang!

He struck out with his palm, causing a loud explosion!

The palm wind whistled past, and the air vibrated continuously. The Great Elder took the initiative to attack first. He knew in his heart that this was the only way for him to have a chance to suppress his opponent.

However!

The result was often unexpected.

Puff!

The black mist flashed in front of his eyes, and the Great Elder spurted out blood. Under the shocked gazes of all the elders of Ji family, he was sent flying backwards and crashed heavily onto the ground. His face was pale, and his Qi was weak.

Hiss!

Upon seeing this scene, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, and their faces were filled with disbelief.

He had knocked down a Third Layer of Dragon Turning Stage with just a single strike. Such an outcome was truly terrifying. It was hard to imagine how terrifying Yim Yangtian's strength was.

With the sixth grade martial skill and Sixth Layer of Dragon Turning Stage cultivation base, no one on the scene could defeat him. His attack was unstoppable, and it seemed like Ji Wuyan was going to fall soon.

Swoosh!

A cold beam of light pierced through the air, as if it had broken through the constraints of time, shooting straight towards ___'s throat.

"Hmph!"

Yim Yangtian's eyes were cold. With a light snort, he waved his palm. With a bang, the flying knife was sent flying away. It broke into pieces and flew in all directions.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

He followed closely behind.

A string of light spots seemed as if they were flying in the same straight line, and the sharp sounds of space being torn apart resounded ceaselessly by his ears, and he swore an oath to his target.

However.

All of this was in vain.

All traces of flying knives appeared in Yim Yangtian's mind very clearly. With the strengthened senses of a Dragon Turning Stage warrior, he could easily capture any movement within a hundred meter radius.

His palm struck continuously, and numerous afterimages appeared. The crisp sounds kept ringing out, and every cold light was sent flying by his palm and shattered.

Every single one of these flying blades could easily take away a Nirvana Stage warrior's stunning flying blades. But now, in the opponent's eyes, they were like child's play, easily shattered.

"Die!"

Such a sharp flying blade could not stop Yim Yangtian's footsteps at all. He approached closer. He roared angrily and the black qi turned into a sword. It pierced straight towards the opponent's head. This ferocious force caused the surrounding people from the Ji family to tremble in fear. Despair was written all over their faces. There was no time for them to save him.

"No!"

Ji Weitian and Ji Xiong's hearts were also in their throats. Their faces were filled with fear and anxiety as they shouted.

"Stop it, or you will regret it!"

Leng Ye was shocked by what he saw, and he also roared furiously from behind. Unfortunately, he had been seriously injured by the other party just now. There was no time to rescue him. The Qi of his opponent's attack was extremely strange and cold. Not only did it pierce through one of his arms, it also pierced through his arm. And it went through his arm into his body, frostbitten his internal organs. It was likely that he would not be able to recover in a month or two.

"Regret?"

"I will only regret it if I don't kill him."

"I must avenge my son!"

Yim Yangtian's eyes were cold, and he sneered coldly in his heart. He ignored Leng Ye's dissuasion and moved forward bravely. The black sword beam on his two fingers was like a sharp sword that could break through everything in the world. It pierced through the air and arrived in an unstoppable manner.

Facing such a dangerous attack, Ji Wuyan's expression was a little strange. He was surprisingly calm. He didn't look like a person who had been forced to a dead end. He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and his body was like a swallow. He flew backwards like a swallow, graceful and graceful.

This kind of light body technique caused a trace of surprise to appear in Yim Yangtian's eyes. He did not expect that his opponent would actually have such agile movements. Unfortunately, this was still as slow as a turtle to him.

"Die!"

Yim Yangtian roared. The killing intent in his eyes erupted like a volcano. It was fierce and murderous. At this moment, Ji Wuyan's situation was extremely dangerous.

"Stop right now!"

At this critical moment, a crisp shout came from behind.

However, Yim Yangtian acted as if he didn't hear it at this moment. His eyes were still filled with killing intent. At this critical moment, his son's revenge was about to be avenged. How could he care so much about it? He would kill him first.

Besides, who could order him around here?

"Die!"

Yim Yangtian's eyes were cold. The black sword light suddenly exploded, and the scene in front of him turned dark...

Suddenly.

Something strange happened!

A black shadow came out of nowhere and stood between him and Ji Wuyan. A thick palm was swung at them. The black sword light collided with the red glowing palm, producing a sound of metal colliding.

"Hiss, what a terrifying power!"

The tremendous force hit his arm, causing him great pain. Yim Yangtian's facial expression changed drastically, and a trace of panic emerged in his heart. His body instinctively retreated, turning into an afterimage as he instantly stood ten meters away from the ground.

Only after he stabilized his body did he finally see the face of the person who blocked his path.

The person was an ordinary looking middle-aged man dressed in black. He had an average height, and his aura was as ordinary as an ordinary person. It was impossible to tell that he had the aura of an expert.

Yim Yangtian was shocked. He couldn't imagine that this man was the one who knocked him back with a single palm strike. The power of that palm strike was more than a level stronger than him. After the opponent had withstood his attack... It was obvious from the motionless body.

This person was very terrifying!

Since when did the Ji family hide such a terrifying expert?

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly heard the other party say, "Miss ordered you to stop. Didn't you hear it?"

What!? Miss?

Yim Yangtian was shocked when he heard that. He recalled the clear voice he had just heard. He couldn't help but turn around to look, and the shock in his heart increased even more.

In the rear, the armies on both sides had stopped fighting. A beautiful young lady, who looked like a princess, slowly walked towards him under the protection of four men.

The four men were wearing golden armor, and their imposing manner was oppressive. They were like gods, suppressing all directions and intimidating all living beings. The terrifying imposing manner was so oppressive that he almost couldn't breathe.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

It was said that there was a special kind of army in Northern Zhou Dynasty, and they were wearing golden armor. Their status was more than one level higher than the city lords. Their whereabouts were mysterious, and they could not be moved unless they were important members of the royal family. Every single one of them was at least at the Prominent Sage Stage.

They had a unified title - the Golden Dragon Guards.

However, their duty was to protect the important members of the royal family.

This young lady in front of him was actually a member of the royal family. Yim Yangtian was dumbfounded. He never would have thought that there would be a member of the royal family here.2

Under the heavens, could it be the king's land? Could it be that the king's ministers were the ones who led the land?

In the Northern Zhou Dynasty, there was no one who wasn't afraid of the people of the royal family.

Heavens!

How could this be? What did he do just now? He actually ignored the other party!

Yim Yangtian was on the verge of collapsing...

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