Chapter 119

120. Chapter 120: Turning the Tide (Alliance Leader Bonus: Johannes)

Accompanied by the rumbling of thunder, the dim night was oppressive and suffocating.

At this moment, in the dilapidated abandoned temple, a tragic slaughter was taking place.

Nearly twenty martial arts experts, led by Jin Bufeng, gathered their courage, each holding a steel saber, and roared as they charged forward, risking their own lives just to surround and kill one person.

As the only remaining Blood Refining martial artist in this pursuit, Jin Bufeng knew after seeing Han Sui's death that there weren't many opportunities left for him to strike. At this moment, he slashed out with his saber, having mobilized all the blood energy in his body; it was the most stunning saber strike he had ever unleashed in his life.

This strike was fast.

So fast that it was almost invisible; if it were an ordinary Blood Refining martial artist, they would likely have been slashed to death instantly, without even time to react.

It was just a pity that standing before him was a cultivator who had opened their inspiration.

What is inspiration?

It refers to the fact that a person's five senses have completely evolved, and various senses are intertwined, forming a biological intuition that is almost instinctive. This ability, after evolution and transformation, is almost god-like across the Four Seas and Bazhou.

Li Yi's pupils narrowed slightly at this moment.

At this instant, his eyes actually turned into a pair of vertical pupils.

The vertical pupils emitting white light were as strange as a demon's. That saber strike, which was almost invisible, was captured by Li Yi's vision in an instant. The trajectory of the saber and the position where the killing move would land, although very exquisite, were perceived by him in advance; he only needed to tilt his body slightly.

Such a stunning saber strike actually missed.

"What?"

Jin Bufeng was shocked, and then he met that pair of glowing vertical pupils.

At this moment, he felt as if he had been targeted by a peerless beast, and had a feeling of instantly being reduced to prey. This feeling made people tremble involuntarily; even the courage of a Blood Refining martial artist shattered at this moment, and finally, his whole body was shrouded in fear.

Was this person a demon, or a ghost god descended to the world?

That look seemed to want to feed on all the martial artists in the world?

With his mind agitated, Jin Bufeng, a saber-wielder who was usually calm and composed, was now full of flaws.

"You should die."

Li Yi's tall and robust body arrived in mid-air, raised a fist, and used a combat technique, almost instinctively unleashing a killing move from traditional martial arts.

The force of the punch exploded in the ruined temple like thunder in the sky, causing people's eardrums to ache, and the air itself seemed to be shattered at this moment.

A wave of air spread out from Li Yi's fist.

"This kind of divine power... are you kidding me?"

Jin Bufeng roared, trying to slash his saber again to counterattack, but his saber was fast, and Li Yi's fist was faster.

With just one punch, blood mist rose from Jin Bufeng's chest. The terrifying force of the punch penetrated his body, actually shattering almost his entire chest. A clear fist print pierced through from front to back, destroying all the vitality of a Blood Refining martial artist.

Jin Bufeng's face turned pale instantly, then his body retreated repeatedly, stumbling, until he could no longer support himself. His breath ceased, the precious saber in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he collapsed to the ground.

The second Blood Refining martial artist was killed with a single strike.

However, the remaining subordinates did not retreat because of this; instead, they took this opportunity to kill their way to Li Yi.

Li Yi glanced with his vertical pupils, which was chilling, and then his tall body moved accordingly. His entire body's energy exploded like a transcendent creature, meeting this group of villains. Between his swinging fists and feet, that terrifying fist energy exploded, shattering the air and shaking people's souls.

At this moment.

Thunder seemed to ring out in the ruined temple.

Every strike of Li Yi was powerful and heavy, like the God of Thunder beating a drum in the sky, or like a true dragon turning over on the ground. Just the vibration of his energy was enough to make people feel terrified, as if as long as they got close and were swept into that energy, they would lose their lives, let alone resist that terrifying punch head-on.

"This, this..."

Rong Niang, who had been saved from the side, was shocked speechless at this moment.

This kind of punch clearly looked very ordinary, just the most core fist frame and fist energy of the Zhao Zhao Wuguan, but why did this Li Yi have such a magical effect when he used it? Was that fist sound like rumbling thunder really something a martial artist could produce? Or was it that Master was biased and held something back when he taught them?

No, it wasn't.

There was no problem with the fist; the problem was Li Yi. Within that body of his, there was a terrifying divine power, and the fist energy was just the trigger that unleashed that divine power.

"Yi's divine courage is unparalleled throughout the ages."

Rong Niang muttered to herself, and a sentence that Master often recited suddenly appeared in her mind.

She had previously thought that Master had evaluated this closing disciple too highly, but now it seemed that Li Yi was the true embodiment of this sentence.

Such a figure was hard to come by in the Four Seas and Bazhou in a thousand years.

At this moment.

Zhao Ge, as the master, had already stood up. Having drunk the transcendent water, his body had recovered a lot, and his internal injuries had healed quite a bit, pulling his old life back from the gates of hell.

At this moment, he stared intently at Li Yi punching and killing the enemy, without stepping in to help.

Han Sui and Jin Bufeng were dead, and the remaining subordinates were just clay chickens and pottery dogs. Now, they were just risking their lives to accompany Meng De in practicing his punches to atone for their sins.

Not worth worrying about.

But Zhao Ge really couldn't understand why his disciple had grown so astonishingly since they last parted, as if he had been reborn.

You must know that last time, Zhao Ge evaluated Li Yi as having dragon tendons and tiger bones, natural divine power, and being a martial arts genius rarely seen in thousands of years. But for someone with such roots to be able to transform again was simply incredible. Li Yi's current potential had already exceeded the scope of mortals; he was truly a ghost god descended to the world, a divine man come to earth.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the last explosion of fist energy.

The last Bone Refining expert was shattered along with the steel saber in his hand, and he fell to the ground and died without even letting out a scream.

Li Yi's tall body stood among the corpses all over the ground, his fists stained with blood, his vertical eyes glowing, and the boiling killing intent began to gradually subside.

"They, they are all dead."

Thin Monkey's lips moved slightly, and when he looked at Li Yi, there was only awe and worship.

Tonight, if it weren't for the sudden arrival of this senior brother, I'm afraid everyone would have been buried in this ruined temple. And now, the situation had reversed; it was Han Sui and Jin Bufeng's group who had been wiped out, and not a single enemy had managed to escape.

"Master, how are your injuries? Can you still hold on? I have a bottle of medicine here. If Master can't hold on, drink another bottle. You must not have any accidents."

Li Yi finished killing the enemy, his reason recovered, his mind was clear, and he immediately realized something and walked towards Zhao Ge.

Then, the second bottle of transcendent water was taken out.

This was the last bottle of medicine in his hand. Previously, Captain Zhang Lei had given him one, and when he was discharged from the hospital, the doctor had secretly stuffed another one to him.

"Good, good, good."

Zhao Ge looked at Li Yi, who was wearing a flying fish suit, and the satisfaction in his eyes was visible to the naked eye: "Meng De, don't worry. After taking that bottle of great medicine just now, this old life of mine is saved. There is no danger to my life now. Take this medicine back; don't waste it on me anymore."

He pushed away the second bottle of transcendent water.

Because his remaining injuries were not worth using this kind of medicine to heal; they would heal slowly with recuperation in the future. It was just that the injury to his soul remained... if it were to be treated, he would need the Coffin Lingzhi.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ge immediately thought of that traitor, and a wave of anger surged into his heart again, but he quickly suppressed this anger.

Now was not the time to settle accounts with the traitor. The crisis had just been resolved, and there were many things that needed to be done.

Seeing his master push it away, Li Yi nodded and put the medicine away. Then he noticed something and turned to look outside the ruined temple.

At this moment, a woman's figure was running over quickly.

"Father."

Zhao Qian's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she was emotionally agitated, having just rushed down from the mountain.

Before, when Li Yi rode the Yin horse over, he had put her down halfway up the mountain for fear of her getting hurt, and at the same time, he had handed the backpack and the sniper rifle to her for safekeeping, and even taught her how to use the sniper rifle. Zhao Qian was also very intelligent; she understood it at once and quickly learned how to use it.

After all, a sniper rifle was a "foolproof" operation; you just had to aim at the person and pull the trigger.

And at this distance, as long as the scope was aimed, it would almost always hit; it was hard to miss.

Seeing his daughter return safely, Zhao Ge was also greatly comforted. He suddenly laughed: "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back. I knew you were blessed and could find Meng De in Ghost Street. But I didn't expect that you would ride the Yin horse back to Xingzhou. I was truly shocked when I saw Meng De just now; I thought I had seen the wrong person."

"Father, it was Meng De who heard that Master was in danger and rushed to rescue you without stopping. Fortunately, he rode the Yin horse, otherwise, he would have almost missed it." Zhao Qian wiped her tears, feeling a lingering fear in her heart.

If he had been even a little later, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Little Junior Sister, it's good that you're unharmed."

At this moment, Rong Niang walked over, clutching her injured arm. She endured the pain and squeezed out a smile.

"Senior Sister Rong Niang." Zhao Qian excitedly threw herself into Rong Niang's arms again.

In the martial arts school, she had the best relationship with Rong Niang, and now that she saw Rong Niang was also safe, she was exceptionally happy in her heart.

"Ouch! You girl, you have no sense of proportion. Didn't you see I was injured?" Rong Niang gasped, but she still rubbed Zhao Qian's head with concern.

Zhao Qian hurriedly let go of Rong Niang: "Senior Sister, are you okay? I didn't mean to; I was just a bit emotionally agitated just now and didn't see your injury."

Rong Niang smiled: "It's okay, just some ordinary injuries, I won't die."

"Let me see."

Zhao Ge walked over immediately, grabbed Rong Niang's arm, and then skillfully manipulated it.

Accompanied by a series of sounds of bones moving, Rong Niang's arm was quickly reconnected. He then said: "The dislocated part is fine, but a bone in the arm is cracked; you'll need to recuperate later."

"Thank you, Master."

Rong Niang moved her arm slightly and found that it wasn't as painful as before, so she let out a long sigh of relief.

"Thin Monkey, you come over too and let me see how your injuries are." Zhao Ge said immediately.

Thin Monkey walked over immediately.

Zhao Ge helped check his injuries, then slapped his back a few times with his palm. Thin Monkey let out a muffled groan, spat out a mouthful of stagnant blood, and felt much more relaxed.

"The injuries aren't heavy. Because Han Sui was wary of your master, he wanted to take you hostage, so he held back. Otherwise, if his energy had hit your heart, you would likely have lost your life here. The Han family's Heart-Destroying Palm and the Jin family's Wind-Listening Saber are notoriously ruthless. You are only at the Bone Refining stage; under normal circumstances, there would be no way to survive if you faced them."

"It was useless for them to take us hostage; Senior Sister Rong Niang was captured, and Senior Brother was still able to save her." Thin Monkey chuckled. Having survived the disaster and with the enemies all dead, he was also in a good mood.

Mentioning Li Yi.

Rong Niang's eyes moved slightly, and she looked at this young senior brother again, and couldn't help but say: "Rong Niang thanks Senior Brother for saving my life."

After saying this, she bowed solemnly.

"Small matter, we are all family, no need to be so polite." Li Yi's speaking style had also changed, and he had integrated well into this world.

Then Li Yi turned and said: "Master, you are injured and have been running around, so just rest well tonight. I'll go outside and keep watch for you. If anything happens, tomorrow..."

After saying this.

Without waiting for his master to respond, he had already walked out of the ruined temple.

Li Yi felt that he should make some time for Zhao Qian and the others to get together and chat.

Zhao Ge watched Meng De standing outside the door keeping watch without a word, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. He had experienced many ups and downs in his life, and he never expected to have such a good disciple in his later years.

Heaven had truly not treated him poorly.

"Zhao Zhao Wuguan, the only one who can turn the tide is Meng De." He sighed in his heart.

At this moment, the thunder in the sky stopped, but the heavy rain fell.

A damp water vapor rushed over, and the surrounding mountains and wild forests were all shrouded in rain and mist. The smell of blood in the air also seemed to have become much lighter with the washing of this heavy rain.

Standing at the door, Li Yi's gaze was fixed on the mud horse placed on the ground.

He didn't know when, but the Yin horse had turned back into a mud horse, losing its supernatural power, but the mud horse was not damaged in the slightest. He just didn't know if it could be reused next time; he would have to find an opportunity to try it out.

Thinking of this.

Li Yi picked up the mud horse on the ground and carefully put it away. After all, this thing was precious and related to the number of times he could cross dimensions in the future.

"Maybe I should find a way to get the production method of the mud horse from that Ghost Street old man. That way, I won't have to worry about not having a mud horse to use in the future."

This thought popped up in his mind.

After all, buying them is so expensive. If he could make them himself, wouldn't he be able to come and go as he pleased across the Four Seas and Bazhou?