Chapter 222

Chen Wenwu was already shocked by the sudden change, his body injured, his internal organs in pain, and seeing the two coming from above and below like gods of death, his battle intent was violent, and he was naturally terrified.

There was absolutely no time to think.

Hearing the words "Kill Chen Wenwu first," after his feet touched the ground, he retreated violently, then turned and used the Spirit Smoke Fog Invisibility Technique, rushed off the stone bridge, flew onto the building by the bridge, and escaped without a trace in a flash.

That speed was the fastest in his life.

There was only one thought in his heart, cursing the two: "Only daring to pick the soft persimmons!"

According to Li Youyi's plan, the first move was the best chance to kill Hua Yuzi directly.

Hua Yuzi was indeed very strong, much stronger than ordinary successors; one-on-one, he could defeat them in a crushing manner within dozens of moves. But besides Luan Sheng Lin You, Ge Xiantong, and Zuo Qiu Hong, who would dare to say they could fight two successors combined and win?

Which successor was simple?

All of them could trade blows with the weakest Dao Seed Realm martial cultivators.

Strong as Cang Li, before the Seventh Sea was complete, had to lose to the combined efforts of Long Ting and Wuxin Jin Yuan.

It could be said that even if Hua Yuzi was at his peak, Li Youyi and Yang Qingxi could withstand his first five moves without losing.

"Clang!"

The Tai Xuan Needle's light was blinding, but Hua Yuzi didn't dare to close his eyes; he forced a breath of magic Qi and blew it into the liquid silver mask on his face.

The liquid silver mask left his face and condensed into an incredibly mysterious silver shield seal, blocking the first and most dangerous sword Yang Qingxi stabbed toward his brow.

"Whoosh!"

Li Youyi struck out with the Cihang Aperture Opening Finger force from a distance, whipping up thousands of flying snowflakes, majestic and domineering to the extreme, arriving at the same time as the Tai Xuan Needle. With Hua Yuzi's current state, how could he block two major killing moves at the same time?

After hard-resisting the impact of the coffin lid, he swung the silver ruler, a Hundred-Character Scripture magic tool he hadn't had time to activate.

"Boom!"

The silver ruler blasted the finger force beam.

The light exploded through the night, and the energy force spread to hundreds of meters away.

Li Youyi secretly marveled at the terrifying combat power of Hua Yuzi; in such a desperate situation, he could still block the first surprise attack of the two, which was simply heaven-defying.

Since it was a premeditated surprise attack, he naturally couldn't give Hua Yuzi any chance to catch his breath.

While striking with the Cihang Aperture Opening Finger, the Huang Tong sword slashed down diagonally, dragging out a yellow crescent-like sword light.

Just the residual force of the sword light slashed a crack and groove into the stone bridge, which was protected by an array.

"Puff!"

The protective magic Qi Hua Yuzi had just propped up was scattered by this sword light; he spat blood again, retreated several steps, and found it difficult to effectively condense the magic Qi in his body.

He hated Chen Wenwu to death at this moment.

If Chen Wenwu hadn't fled and had blocked for him for a few breaths, he would definitely have had the ability to reverse the battle situation instantly.

The two's fighting style was too fast; Hua Yuzi couldn't even escape, and if he dared to turn around, he would die instantly.

The shield seal formed by the liquid silver mask couldn't block Yang Qingxi's sword.

"Rip!"

The Tai Xuan Needle pierced Hua Yuzi's neck like lightning.

The tip of the sword emerged from the back of his neck...

Bizarrely, Hua Yuzi didn't change his expression, gritted his teeth, and instead punched Yang Qingxi in the chest.

This punch was delivered with his formidable physical body.

Yang Qingxi's protective magic Qi and battle intent were both pierced through; finally, the magic tool battle clothing on her body blocked Hua Yuzi's fist. Her body flew backward for several feet, she knelt on one knee, supported her body with her sword, gritted her teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood, her eyes cold, and she quickly killed her way back again.

Yang Qingxi was very clear that as long as she could kill Hua Yuzi tonight, her father and grandfather would have sufficient reason and confidence to protect her life in front of the various families of the Sui Sect.

Killing Hua Yuzi was enough to make her and the Sui Sect famous throughout the world, and it was even very likely that she could enter the eyes of that Second Palace Master.

Then let's fight for our lives!

There would never be such a chance to change fate again, never.

"Ah..."

Hua Yuzi was overwhelmed; although he punched Yang Qingxi away, he was also grazed on the scalp by Li Youyi's sword, losing a small piece of his skull.

Li Youyi's sword was meant to sever his neck, but it was avoided by his rapid speed.

Hua Yuzi wasn't human, so being pierced in the neck by Yang Qingxi's sword wasn't fatal. But having his scalp and skull shaved off by the Huang Tong sword caused him unbearable pain, and a bizarre force invaded his skull, spreading throughout his body.

He couldn't fully mobilize the magic Qi in his body at this moment, couldn't refine it immediately, and still had to deal with the dense, seamless attacks of the two.

"Bang!"

Yang Qingxi stabbed Hua Yuzi in the heart with her sword.

The sword tip was blocked by the magic tool battle clothing, but the battle clothing wasn't fully activated and couldn't help him neutralize much of the penetrating force.

Hua Yuzi flew backward...

Li Youyi followed closely, swinging his sword rapidly.

"Puff!"

The sword broke Hua Yuzi's magic tool battle clothing, and a foot-long blood mark appeared on his chest, revealing the white bones inside.

Yang Qingxi descended from the sky, stabbing a fatal sword toward Hua Yuzi's brow.

"You... are courting death..."

The angry voice rang through the night, roaring so loudly that the stone bridge couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed with a crash.

Hua Yuzi, who had hard-resisted their three strikes, finally mobilized enough magic Qi, and six-colored brilliance erupted from his body. Even the blood in his wounds turned six-colored.

"Sizzle sizzle!"

His robes were torn, skin grew six-colored feathers, and his arms turned into wings...

In an instant, he transformed into his original form, becoming a giant six-colored peacock over ten meters long, its gorgeous tail feathers unfolding with burning flames, colliding head-on with the silver long river over ten meters long falling from mid-air.

"Puff!"

The silver long river intent exploded, and Yang Qingxi was beaten into a mess by his tail feathers, falling and flying away covered in blood.

But the desperate sword also nailed the Tai Xuan Needle into Hua Yuzi's body.

Although Hua Yuzi transformed into a huge six-colored peacock, the places wounded by the Huang Tong sword looked even more shocking, growing larger as his body grew larger. Especially the sword wound on his chest and abdomen, which was several meters long and half a meter deep.

Li Youyi's attack failed, his protective magic Qi was torn apart by Hua Yuzi's claw, and he felt as if he had been hit by a five-fingered mountain, his bones rattling, instantly suffering heavy injuries.

Facing an expert of this level, once he reacted and stabilized his decline, any strike was very hard for Li Youyi to withstand now.

This was also why he didn't release the Phoenix-Wing Moth Emperors.

Facing Hua Yuzi, they only had a golden time of one or two breaths, and could only use speed to strike strength. The attack power of the Phoenix-Wing Moth Emperors at the current stage could hardly cause fatal wounds to Hua Yuzi, and would instead hinder Li Youyi and Yang Qingxi from making moves.

Li Youyi retreated quickly, seeing the huge six-colored peacock had gone red-eyed and was attacking again. He also saw the left and right attendants stabilizing their injuries and rushing over, as well as the fleeing Chen Wenwu returning.

Knowing the situation was gone, no matter how unwilling, he had to leave.

"Go!"

Li Youyi roared, pulling back Yang Qingxi, who was heavily injured but still wanted to fight for her life.

"Don't go! There's still a chance, a once-in-a-lifetime chance, I'm not willing..." Yang Qingxi was disheveled, her killing intent thick.

"Slap!"

Li Youyi slapped her heavily on the face.

Even if they killed Hua Yuzi, being surrounded by Chen Wenwu and the left and right attendants, they would definitely die in their heavily injured state.

Yang Qingxi clenched her fists, turned her face, looked at Li Youyi with cold and ruthless eyes, spat out a mouthful of blood, and calmed down: "Go!"

The two jumped off the broken bridge and fell into the water.

The river water was abnormally cold, but because it flowed down from Taoli Mountain and absorbed magic Qi, it didn't freeze.

Yang Qingxi's water escape technique was deployed, Li Youyi hugged her neck tightly, and in his ears was the sound of rapid flowing water, impossibly fast, simply bizarre.

She was too heavily injured and had to carry someone, so she only escaped four miles along the river before spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

The technique ended...

The two floated up from the water.

Li Youyi sensed something, looked back, and his scalp went numb instantly.

He saw a huge six-colored bird shadow flying along the winding river, tracking them by their Qi. That terrifying killing intent could make people shudder even from miles away.

Hua Yuzi possessed sensitive magic Qi perception like Er Feng, so he knew it was Yang Qingxi who snatched the five boxes of Gushing Spring coins. And at this moment, he also judged the direction of Yang Qingxi's water escape based on this perception.

Yang Qingxi finished adjusting her breathing, her face pale as death, and she said tremblingly: "Go... I can escape one more time..."

Li Youyi stared fixedly at the huge bird shadow getting closer in mid-air: "Don't run! Since it dares to chase alone, then send it on its way."

Li Youyi was previously wary of being surrounded by Chen Wenwu and the left and right attendants, fearing they wouldn't be able to leave. But Hua Yuzi's speed was too fast, pulling away a distance from the three people chasing on the ground.

And this distance was Li Youyi's chance to strike.

And there was only one chance to strike.

"You want to fight again? We are both heavily injured; we absolutely cannot fight again, there is no chance," Yang Qingxi said.

Li Youyi said: "Right! Since you think we have no chance, he will think the same, and he is also heavily injured."

Yang Qingxi's eyes showed crazy battle intent: "Alright! Then let's compare with him whose life is tougher!"

"How many stages of Qi?"

"Six stages."

"Very good; if you can withstand one of his strikes and not die, he will definitely die today. As long as you have one breath left, I will definitely take you away together."

Li Youyi stuffed the Ghost Flag to her, then quickly submerged into the water and disappeared.

"Why don't you run anymore?"

Although Hua Yuzi was wounded in the head by the Huang Tong sword, he hadn't completely lost his mind; the reason he chased them was because he knew how heavily injured Yang Qingxi was and that she definitely couldn't escape far.

Yang Qingxi stared at Hua Yuzi, who was coming quickly; the crazy look in her eyes became restrained, and she entered a state of unprecedented rationality and calmness, injecting magic Qi into the Ghost Flag.

In the Ghost Flag, the Nether Mist gradually surged out.

Releasing the Ghost General required time. For experts fighting where life and death were decided in an instant, this time was a bit too long!

Hua Yuzi knew there was a Ghost General in the Ghost Flag whose combat power didn't lose to his own; how could he give Yang Qingxi the chance to release it? Therefore, he flapped his wings violently, erupted with his fastest speed, dived down, wanting to tear her into pieces in advance.

"Whoosh!"

Li Youyi leaped up from the water on its right side, stepped on the Huang Tong light shadow, and instantly appeared above the head of the six-colored peacock. It was ten feet above the water surface.

Five battle intent figures appeared behind him, and five Li Youyi figures simultaneously evolved martial arts moves.

He gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands and raised it above his head.

At this moment, he erupted with fourteen-tenths of his combat power, reaching the level of a successor.

"Whoosh!"

A sword Qi longer than the six-colored peacock's body, like a dazzling silk ribbon, slashed at its neck.

"Puff!"

Head and body separated, blood flowing like a waterfall.

The river water was dyed red.

The headless peacock corpse fell, splashing a large amount of water.

Then it floated up and drifted on the water surface.

When Chen Wenwu and the left and right attendants arrived, they only saw this shocking and terrifying scene, and all of them felt their hearts sink to the bottom, secretly shouting: "Oh heavens, it's over!"

(End of chapter)