Chapter 37: Spirit Treasure Snatch

Facing a life-and-death crisis, Li Youyi dared not hide anything; he draped the Ghost Flag over his body, took out the silver silk gloves and put them on, and held the Huang Long Sword.

At this point, he couldn't care about exposing his magic tools; only by surviving this could there be a tomorrow.

After thinking for a moment, he covered his face.

Li Ling stood up, observed the outside, and whispered: "Later, the two people on the street and in the backyard will definitely rush in together. Only if I catch them off guard and injure them in the first move will we have a chance to survive."

"If the first move doesn't work, you should find your own chance to escape! I only ask that after you escape, you tell my brother everything that happened tonight. Although they are strong, my brother could crush them at will with one hand."

Li Youyi suddenly felt a strange sensation of their lives being intertwined, his dissatisfaction with her dissipated somewhat, and he could calmly think about the credibility of her previous words. Perhaps friendship and emotion between people really need to be established when sharing life and death.

After thinking for a long while, Li Youyi still felt that the possibility of her rushing here to use him as a cushion was the greatest.

"What are you whispering about? Little girl, so you came to Immortal Burial Town at night because you were hiding a wild man here." Yan Qingqing's voice came from outside.

"Worthy of being a dog-like malformed human, your nose is indeed sharp, even smelling a man's scent. Auntie, just how much do you know about men?" Li Ling stared at Li Youyi, as if saying, "I told you so, you can't hide from her nose."

"This girl is not only calculating, but her mouth is also very poisonous, a huge contrast to her sweet and well-behaved appearance." Li Youyi thought to himself.

Yan Qingqing was trembling with rage: "Prepare to move!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

She first threw three torches into the abandoned house, illuminating the darkness.

Fortunately, the abandoned house had been almost emptied, leaving only mud walls and tiles, with no flammable materials; otherwise, once it started burning, Li Ling's plan to catch the enemy off guard would become meaningless.

Yan Qingqing and Xing Wanxing rushed into the room one after the other, almost simultaneously.

"Swish!"

Seven light trails flew out from Li Ling's glabella, winding and twisting, containing sharp and fiery power, slicing the air in the room.

Taking the opportunity, Li Youyi broke through the window with a 'bang.'

"Swish! Swish..."

The Earth Wolf King martial cultivators waiting outside had long been fully prepared; before he could even land, five or six arrows had already flown toward him.

Li Youyi rolled the wide Ghost Flag draped over his body, catching all the arrows in his hand, then threw them back. Muffled sounds and screams rang out in the darkness, and two people fell to the ground.

Before he could rush out of the backyard, two experts who had opened four springs met him simultaneously.

One was a tiger-like malformed human, over three meters tall, his hands transformed into sharp tiger claws, his eyebrows thick and connected to his hair, his palm power thick, stirring up wind energy that filled the entire backyard.

The other person held a semi-circular battle axe the size of a hoop.

The axe weighed three hundred jin, cleaving down with force, sealing Li Youyi's path.

They were battle-hardened, possessing extraordinary combat awareness and skills. At close range, even against a Mind Master like Li Ling, they dared to fight together.

Li Youyi had nowhere to hide; he first traded a palm strike with the tiger-like malformed expert, knocking him back and shattering the backyard wall.

He then traded a sword strike with the four-spring expert holding the battle axe, knocking the heavy axe from his hands, splitting the web between his thumb and index finger, blood flowing freely.

"Fortunately, they are only two-spring martial cultivators."

Li Youyi secretly rejoiced, kicking the four-spring expert who had lost his axe away; the sound of ribs breaking echoed from his chest, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Rushing out of the collapsed backyard wall, Li Youyi slashed the four-spring tiger-like malformed human away with one sword strike.

"A two-spring malformed human's defense is indeed stronger; I actually couldn't cut him in two with one sword. When I opened two springs, I wasn't as strong as him!"

Before this, Li Youyi had only fought two one-spring malformed humans when saving Zhao Zhizhuo. This time, facing two two-spring martial cultivators simultaneously, the pressure was immense, and he dared not hold back at all.

He had very little combat experience and could only judge the opponent's cultivation level based on his own situation.

Seven or eight more Earth Wolf King martial cultivators attacked head-on, each fierce and unafraid of death.

Li Youyi knew his cultivation was low, so he used magic power to drive the Huang Long Sword, going all out. In an instant, sword light and blood light sprayed, and screams and wails echoed through the night sky.

Behind him.

"Boom!"

The abandoned house couldn't withstand the fierce battle of the three major experts and collapsed, kicking up thick dust.

Li Ling, Yan Qingqing, and Xing Wanxing leaped out of the ruins, seeing the seven or eight corpses of martial cultivators killed by Li Youyi, all were greatly shocked.

One must know that they were at least two-spring martial cultivators, and there was even a four-spring expert among them.

Li Youyi glanced hurriedly and found that all three were injured. Among them, the short and fat Xing Wanxing was the most severely injured, with several shocking blood wounds slashed by light trails on his body.

Li Ling wasn't much better, her face as bloodless as white stone, the light trails at her glabella clearly dimmed, and her waist and abdomen had been pierced by the soft sword in Yan Qingqing's hand, blood constantly overflowing.

Mind Masters were at a great disadvantage in close-quarters combat.

"No wonder you can be the wild man of the Cangli tribe leader's granddaughter; you're not a useless pretty boy after all. Let me test your depth!"

Xing Wanxing jumped like a toad, leaping three or four yards, and pressed a palm toward Li Youyi.

In front of his palm, a wide wall of Qi formed.

Compared to the palm power of the tiger-like malformed human earlier, this was a world of difference.

Li Youyi was pouring Golden Crow blood onto his scripture belt, preparing to run, when he suddenly felt as if the world had collapsed; a terrifying force that would crush him came like a mountain and a sea.

"Heaven-Turning Palm Seal."

He mobilized the three springs in his body with all his might.

Especially the spring eye in the center of his right palm, drawn by this palm technique, instantly gushed wildly, reaching the peak of activity.

The silver silk gloves' brilliance surged.

With one palm strike, the palm wind was condensed to the extreme, as if a real seal were stamping down.

"Bang!"

Unable to resist at all, Li Youyi was shaken back, knocking down a mud wall.

Xing Wanxing felt very uncomfortable, feeling Li Youyi's power drilling into his body, his left arm cold and numb; after landing, he retreated three steps.

"Swish!"

Li Youyi rushed out of the collapsed mud wall, wrapped in the blood light of the scripture belt, moving like lightning, fleeing toward the east of Immortal Burial Town.

The east of the settlement bordered the Sui River and also the Dragon-Killing Waterfall.

If it really didn't work, he could jump down the waterfall, seeking life in death.

"A six-spring martial cultivator is truly terrifying; a casual wave is not something I can resist. But why wasn't I injured? Is it because he was too severely injured, his combat power severely declined? Or was he underestimating the enemy and not using his full strength?"

Li Youyi felt that Xing Wanxing's palm just now was at most comparable to a four-spring martial cultivator; with the addition of the silver silk glove magic tool, he could naturally withstand it.

"So you are this powerful; I told you, the Underworld Lamp Guide's perception of good and evil is definitely accurate."

Li Ling flew across the tops of the houses, chasing Li Youyi relentlessly.

"Stop following me, let's part ways here."

Li Youyi felt bitter in his heart; with his three-spring cultivation, killing those one-spring and two-spring Earth Wolf King soldiers was fine. But the ones chasing behind were disciples of Shi Jiuzhai—one with six springs, one with seven.

If those two really got serious, they could crush him with one finger.

"It's a magic tool; his speed is so fast."

Xing Wanxing, chasing on the rooftops, stared fixedly at the blood glow covering Li Youyi. He felt that with his own speed, he couldn't catch up to that person, so he mobilized all his magic power and threw the foot-long short sword in his hand.

Six-spring magic power endowed the short sword with extreme speed.

"Careful!"

Li Ling shouted a warning.

It was too late; the short sword had already reached Li Youyi's back.

The next moment, a scene that dropped the jaws of the three people behind occurred.

Li Youyi, who had been fleeing at high speed, turned around like lightning, his hand moving like a phantom, actually catching the hilt of the flying short sword and taking it into his hand.

As he turned to continue fleeing, he threw the short sword back at Xing Wanxing.

Xing Wanxing was so scared he hurriedly dodged, falling from the roof, his pants at the thigh torn by the blade of the short sword, leaving him feeling a chill inside.

It didn't kill him, but it almost took his 'root.'

Xing Wanxing had never seen such a masterful weapon-snatching technique; cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Just how high was the opponent's cultivation?

But...

Why was he fleeing?

Li Ling was also amazed by Li Youyi's move and complained: "You shouldn't have hidden your strength! If we had joined forces earlier, we might have been able to kill them all."

What Li Youyi had performed was the 'Spirit Treasure Snatch' from the Chan Sect's Twelve Scattered Hands.

In his view, it was only with the speed boost from the scripture belt that he succeeded in snatching the weapon. Otherwise, for a three-spring mortal to snatch a weapon from a six-spring expert—what kind of fantasy was that?

Li Youyi felt that magic tools were truly too useful, allowing mortal martial cultivators to erupt with combat power that didn't belong to their realm; no wonder Zhao Zhizhuo was so cautious when mentioning magic tools.

The scripture belt must be of an even higher grade than the silver silk gloves.

Yan Qingqing stared at the mysterious man below draped in a black flag with his face wrapped; the opponent's cultivation was unfathomable, and it was very likely he was even harder to deal with than Li Ling.

More importantly, this mysterious man also knew their secret and must be silenced.

She took out a handful of Stone Monkey flying needles, gathered magic power at her fingertips, waved her fragrant sleeves, and nearly a hundred needle hairs shot silently toward Li Youyi.

Li Youyi sensed the danger; unable to dodge in time, he could only prop up the Ghost Flag draped over his body and inject magic power into it.

"Whoosh!"

Dense black underworld mist surged from the Ghost Flag.

All the flying Stone Monkey needles fell to the ground.

Monday, asking for monthly tickets!

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