Chapter 411: Defeating the enemy with two blades

"Run!"

A masked man shouted sharply.

Even the four great elders were killed; staying behind was just sending themselves to death.

Thus, the remaining masked men fled in all directions.

There were too many people, and Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and the Black Emperor couldn't catch up at all, but Yin Qi wouldn't let them leave; a battle blade appeared in his hand, and he swung it remotely at the fleeing masked men.

Suddenly, hundreds of blade energies burst out, piercing through the men in black one by one.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One masked man after another, due to inertia, all fell to the ground, smashing out deep pits.

Hiss hiss!

Ye Fan and Pang Bo both gasped, feeling their scalps go numb.

The blade energy Yin Qi slashed out was too terrifying; even if it was just one blade energy, it carried the power to destroy heaven and earth, and they believed they could never take it.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo were startled, looking around vigilantly, but found no clues.

A moment later, a voice sounded from behind a sand dune: "Yin Qi, it seems the world has underestimated you; you should have cultivated to the Immortal Terrace Realm. Earth is truly a mysterious place, able to produce such heavenly prides as you. But it's a pity, you met me; I like hunting heavenly prides the most in my life."

"Yaoguang Sacred Land, Ruthless Lineage!"

The black-fog person's eyes shot murderous intent: "Yin Qi, Yin Qi, it seems Di Qi is you; I didn't find the wrong person. Hand over all the treasures, tell me the source technique secret manual, and I can give you a quick death."

Yin Qi said faintly.

The Black Emperor cheered excitedly, running toward the four masked old men.

"Retreat!"

There were those watching the fun, and those waiting for an opportunity, so he naturally couldn't admit it.

The gap between the two sides was simply heaven and earth.

Back then, Hua Yunfei and the others were all shrouded in this kind of black fog.

"There's someone else!"

Ye Fan and Pang Bo were horrified, exclaiming: "Sacred Lord-level powerhouse!"

Ye Fan and Pang Bo were about to move; they were also very good at looting corpses, when they heard Yin Qi say aloud: "Everyone, you've watched for so long, are you going to show yourselves, or leave?"

He is heaven, he is earth.

He just stood there, and it seemed the whole world was rotating around him.

While speaking, a person shrouded in black fog appeared on the sand dune, with only a pair of cold eyes exposed.

This kind of momentum, they had felt from the Peacock King, Qingjiao King, and others; it seemed that one finger could crush them to death.

Besides him, there were actually quite a few people around.

They were not worried about Yin Qi, but were afraid of being implicated, which would be a very frustrating death.

Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and the Black Emperor retreated repeatedly, retreating several miles away.

"Woof woof, old sticks, now you know you're about to die. Little Ye, Little Neck, go, go loot the corpses, and dig out all their treasures."

As long as he didn't admit it, what Yin Qi said was slander.

The Yaoguang Sacred Land is not an ordinary sect, but a super force possessing an Emperor-level artifact, standing at the top of the Big Dipper Star's pyramid.

Without concrete evidence, who would dare to go to the door to hold them accountable?

"Arrogant!"

Yin Qi snorted: "A group of rats hiding in the gutter. It doesn't matter if you don't admit it; once I capture you, everything will naturally be clear."

"Good, then let's see how much weight you have, Your Excellency."

The black-fog person's voice was cold; divine light flashed in his eyes, and his hands formed seals; his left hand transformed into a divine mountain to suppress, and his right hand transformed into a heaven-turning seal, slapping down violently.

The great mountain was like the sky, towering and high, filling the sky.

The heaven-turning seal was even more so, like the sky turning over, pressing down.

Ruthless Great Emperor's absolute art, Myriad Transformations Sacred Art.

He used a killing move as soon as he took action, clearly wanting to end the battle as soon as possible, lest there be complications.

The terrifying momentum came overwhelmingly; although Yin Qi was fearless, he still had Little Nannan in his arms, so he decisively took action, slashing the battle blade remotely at the black-fog person: "Yin and Yang split."

Before the voice fell, blade energy shot into the sky, slashing through the floating clouds.

As the blade intent shot into the sky, a strange blade light appeared in the world.

This blade light was thin to the extreme, and sharp to the extreme; wherever it passed, the world was divided into black and white, seemingly splitting all things in the world into Yin and Yang.

The divine mountain and heaven-turning seal hit by the black-fog person were like silken tofu under the blade light, easily cut to pieces, and then turned into endless divine light and terrifying energy shockwaves, rushing out in all directions.

Then the blade light continued unabated, slashing toward the black-fog person.

"What!"

Not only the black-fog person, but those hiding in the surrounding void were also horrified.

This black-fog person was a powerhouse of the second layer of the Immortal Terrace, yet his full-strength blow was broken by Yin Qi so easily, and the attack didn't diminish.

"Drink!"

The black-fog person felt his scalp go numb and his spirit sting, seemingly about to be cut in half by the blade intent.

How could there be such terrifying blade intent in the world!

At the critical moment, he shouted, his divine power exploded, and a terrifying aura of destroying heaven and earth was emitted; there were monstrous fluctuations in the field, all spirits trembled, and the ten directions shook, as if an ancient Great Emperor had appeared in the world.

Above his head, black light flickered, quickly interweaving, turning into a black treasure bottle.

Gradually clear and solid, as if immortal forever.

It was simple and natural, the style was not complicated, giving people the feeling of the Great Dao being simple; this was like a carrier of the Dao, capable of suppressing the heavens and myriad worlds, mysterious and unpredictable!

Great Dao Treasure Bottle Seal, this is another absolute art of the Ruthless Great Emperor.

The black-fog person was now like a god or demon; he joined his hands, held them high above his head, formed the Great Dao Treasure Bottle Seal, positioned the bottle mouth at the junction of his hands, aimed the bottle mouth at the continuing slashing blade light, and also aimed it at Yin Qi.

Even Yin Qi felt a palpitation.

Boom!

Like a supernova explosion, the black-light-flickering Great Dao Treasure Bottle suppressed the heavens and myriad worlds, possessing immortal power, swallowing the origin of the Great World, and suppressing it down.

Rumble!

The blade light was submerged by the Great Dao Treasure Bottle, and the original black and white world returned to normal.

But the black-fog person still groaned, his body flew backward, and then he used the force to turn and flee, without any intention of fighting.

Although he wiped out the blade light with the Great Dao Treasure Bottle, how many times could he perform it?

It was very clear that Yin Qi's combat power far exceeded his.

This was a Dao-Cutting King.

Thinking of this, the black-fog person was horrified.

It was hard to find a God Body, and he originally thought it was a fat pig, but didn't expect it to be a divine dragon.

"Can you leave?"

"Ten Thousand Spirits Silent Breath!"

Yin Qi snorted coldly, slashing out another blade.

This blade was plain and unadorned, just like an ordinary person slashing out a blade, without any energy fluctuations, but a terrifying spiritual intent had flown out, sinking into the black-fog person's body.

Ten Thousand Spirits Silent Breath, with the essence of the "Mysterious Heaven Dark Curse Record", can make the opponent's consciousness return to nothingness, unable to raise any resistance.

To put it plainly, the spirit was suppressed.

With his spirit suppressed, the black-fog person was like a vegetable, unable to move, his body flying forward due to inertia, smashing out a large sand pit, and the black fog on his body also dissipated.

Yin Qi put away the battle blade, held Little Nannan, and took a big step, appearing in the large sand pit.

This was an old man wearing brocade robes, with gray hair, eyebrows like double swords, and a face full of majesty, presumably the demeanor cultivated from being in a high position for a long time. ===== CHAPTER 412 =====