Chapter 475

"No wonder it is Huang Jin Jin Gang. With a Foundation Establishment Small Success cultivation base, you can actually withstand my fist light's aerial bombardment."

The Black Robed Blood Envoy's heart trembled.

He also cultivated a differently colored Jin Gang, yet with a Foundation Establishment Great Success cultivation base, he had failed to truly injure Xu Yang.

Of course, this was mainly because for Foundation Establishment martial artists, the formidable aspect was not the Jin Gang, but the reborn flesh and bone; the Jin Gang's offensive power was not as strong as the body, and combat still required close-quarters fighting.

"Die!"

The Black Robed Blood Envoy erupted with even more intense Jin Gang, bent his legs and sprang off the ground, his entire body transforming into a black line as his speed suddenly increased.

Along the way, he did not dodge any of those trees, shattering them all with Jin Gang, approaching Xu Yang with even more terrifying speed.

"Do you really think I have no other means?" Xu Yang's eyes flashed with cold light.

In another place, he would probably activate the Jin Gang Gong to test the gap between himself and a Jin Gang Great Success martial artist.

But now there was no need.

The sounds of battle had almost completely vanished in the valley; those outer sect disciples were either all dead or had fled.

Mainly, the battles at the Third Senior Brother's and Fourth Senior Brother's locations had changed; one battle had already ceased, and the commotion had become a two-on-one fight.

Two Foundation Establishment Great Success senior brothers; one must be dead, and the remaining one was being surrounded and killed by two people. If he did not quickly resolve the person before him, he would be in danger too.

"It's a pity for those spirit iron; they've just gone to benefit the Xuelian Sect people."

If he had known, he would have taken a few pieces along when he came out of the fire cave just now.

"Pfft!"

A wisp of Jin Gang exploded on the cloth wrapping the Han Yuan, shattering the cloth into fragments and revealing the dark black sword hilt.

"Clang..."

Amidst the crisp sword sound resembling a Long Yin, the Han Yuan flew out of its scabbard like a burst of silver light; instantly, the temperature around dropped sharply, and a sharp, cutting aura swept over everything.

A Jin Huang giant hand shot out like lightning, firmly grasping the Han Yuan's hilt in mid-air.

Xu Yang's speeding figure suddenly stopped; his sharp killing intent seemed ready to cleave the sky, and his entire body appeared to transform into a treasure blade with its edge fully exposed.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Han Yuan suddenly slashed out; the sword light, like a silver silk cloth, descended upon the Black Robed Blood Envoy's head.

"Half-Spirit Weapon!" the Black Robed Blood Envoy screamed, his spine instantly soaked with cold sweat.

He never expected that the thing Xu Yang had been carrying on his back, wrapped in cloth, was actually a Half-Spirit Weapon.

In an instant, he felt his liver and gallbladder about to split, and alarm bells rang loudly in his heart.

Because even with a Foundation Establishment Great Success, his body could not withstand the slash of a Half-Spirit Weapon; only the flesh and bone of a Heavenly Origin Realm martial artist could hardily resist the slash of a Half-Spirit Weapon.

Before the blade even arrived, the sharp aura had already made every hair on his body stand on end, and his mind felt as if it were about to split.

Without any hesitation, the Black Robed Blood Envoy quickly retreated backward while simultaneously expanding his body-protecting Jin Gang to its maximum.

"Can you escape?"

Xu Yang's eyes boiled with killing intent; with Huang Jin Jin Gang infused, the Han Yuan's sword light suddenly expanded three feet, and rolling waves of heat swept through the air.

"Pfft!"

Like cutting tofu, the Black Robed Blood Envoy's black body-protecting Jin Gang was easily sliced open; although he avoided the head, that fatal vital point, the golden sword light still slashed into his chest, severing his bones, tearing open his chest, and exposing his smooth, delicate internal organs.

"Ah..."

Blood sprayed, and the scream pierced the eardrums.

The Black Robed Blood Envoy was in such pain that his vision went black; the hood covering his head was shaken to pieces, revealing a twisted middle-aged man's face.

Xu Yang's gaze was icy cold, his expression stern; he stepped forward and stabbed the blade through the throat, instantly cutting the scream short.

The Black Robed Blood Envoy's eyes bulged, revealing an expression of unwillingness.

If he had known Xu Yang carried a Half-Spirit Weapon, he would not have pursued so closely; even with a Half-Spirit Weapon, Xu Yang would not have been able to kill him.

"Pfft!"

Xu Yang saw the Han Yuan withdrawn; blood gushed from the Black Robed Blood Envoy's throat like a spring, spurting out with a plop-plop sound.

Looking at the Han Yuan again, it was unstained by a single drop of blood, smooth and bright.

The treasure blade returned to its scabbard; he grabbed the Black Robed Blood Envoy's falling body, and like a giant bird, vanished into the forest.

While running, he began to search the corpse.

A few silver notes; he didn't know how many there were, had no mind to look, and simply stuffed them into his chest.

Continuing to search the corpse, he found a bottle containing elixirs, which he also immediately put away.

Continuing to search further, there was nothing else.

After running wildly with the corpse for another half Ke Yi Jing, he saw a bottomless deep canyon; below was a pool of emerald water, so he immediately threw it with all his might, and the Black Robed Blood Envoy's corpse fell into the water.

The sounds of battle could no longer be heard in the distance; Xu Yang did not stop, ran wildly for another Ke Yi Jing, and leaped onto a large tree with lush branches to hide.

Time slowly passed; after about a Ke Yi Jing and a bit more, a sound of breaking the air came from the forest.

Xu Yang was greatly startled, his whole body tensing up; he had run so far, yet someone could still catch up?

He quietly looked through the gaps in the leaves and saw a figure entirely shrouded in a black robe rushing from the direction of the Fire Valley; like a ghost weaving through the forest, every step he took landed not on mountain rocks but on tree trunks, as if avoiding leaving traces on the ground.

He carried a blade on his back and held a beast-skin bag in his hand.

Xu Yang's heart stirred: "He is not here to chase me, but is retreating now that the matter is over."

Why didn't these people retreat together, but instead split up?

"This merit is no small thing!" Qian Kuan felt excited in his heart.

This time, by joining forces with other Blood Envoys, they not only killed two Foundation Establishment Great Success disciples of the Ziyang Sect and a batch of outer sect disciples, but also seized the refined spirit iron of the Ziyang Sect.

Adding up these merits was enough for him to exchange for a spirit herb; perhaps he could successfully break through to the Heavenly Origin Realm.

"I can hide some of this spirit iron too."

He thought to himself that when everyone hurriedly took the spirit iron away, they split it up, so no one knew how much spirit iron anyone else had taken; if he secretly hid some and handed the rest to the Lotus Envoy, absolutely no one would know he had privately hoarded spirit iron.

"The other Blood Envoy went to chase Xu Yang; I don't know if he succeeded. If he didn't succeed, the merit will be greatly reduced."

Qian Kuan thought of this matter, and his heart immediately sank.

The Lotus Envoy had ordered Xu Yang and Brother Qiao Yong to be killed; Brother Qiao Yong died in the Fire Valley, but Xu Yang escaped.

If Xu Yang does not die, the merit will be greatly reduced.

"What a lush big tree, far too suitable for hiding people."

A big tree with dense branches and leaves suddenly appeared ahead; he, who had always wandered in darkness, immediately formed this thought: if a master hid in this tree, no one who came would ever discover him.

His body moved through the forest like a ghost, and his direction of advance happened to pass right beneath the tree.

As he passed, he instinctively and curiously looked up at the tree, and his gaze met a pair of eyes full of killing intent.

The opponent was like a leopard waiting for prey, and suddenly leaped from the tree like lightning, carrying a powerful aura.

"Roar!"

A roar, faint yet present, reached his ears; he saw that person's entire body turn Jin Huang in an instant, as if cast in Huang Jin, and the domineering Huang Jin Jin Gang shattered the lush big tree, leaving a gaping hole.

At the same time, he also saw a huge golden bear manifest behind this person, emitting a violent and ferocious aura.

"Martial Dao Imagery?"

How could a master who had already comprehended the Martial Dao Imagery be hiding here?

Qian Kuan's pupils contracted violently, his heart seemed to be suddenly seized by a huge hand, and the circulation of his blood throughout his body appeared to come to a halt.

"Boom!"

Black Jin Gang surged like a flash flood, quickly enveloping his body.

Qian Kuan erupted with black light all over his body and retreated rapidly in shock, but it was already too late.

Xu Yang's entire body turned Jin Huang, his Martial Dao Imagery surged, and he dove from the tree like a charging thunderbolt, bringing both the Jin Gang Gong and the Martial Dao Imagery into play.

Destroy Mountains and Sever Ridges!

Qian Kuan had only just lifted his foot when his Da Shou Yi Jing, wrapped in Huang Jin Jin Gang, slammed into Qian Kuan's chest, unleashing force as violent as a collapsing mountain and a tidal wave.

"Bang!"

Like a heavy hammer striking a leather drum, the black body-protecting Jin Gang shattered instantly, transforming into terrifying force that swept in all directions, causing the surrounding trees to explode with loud bangs.

Qian Kuan trembled all over; unable to react further, a golden hand struck his chest with the force of sweeping away withered grass.

"Crack!"

A bone-cracking sound that made one's teeth ache rang out; Qian Kuan's chest collapsed on the spot, soil erupted beneath his feet, and the powerful force forcibly drove him a foot into the ground, burying his knees in the dirt.

"Ah..."

Pain made his vision go black; he could no longer care about the beast-skin bag containing spirit iron on his upper body, and his two palms frantically struck forward, launching a final counterattack before death.

Even in death, he would take this person who ambushed him down with him.

"Boom!"

Xu Yang dodged aside; black Jin Gang erupted, and a huge tree thick enough for two arms to encircle was broken in half on the spot, with wood chips flying everywhere.