Chapter 32: Fierce Battle

In the forest.

Wang Yu was running wildly between the trees, exerting force with all four limbs at the same time, just like a real running wolf. Every jump made the mud on the ground splash, with a distance of two or three zhang.

The trees in front suddenly disappeared, and he appeared on a piece of open ground. He couldn't help but stop his steps and stand up straight.

Seeing the open ground in front, the young Huang couple jumped off a green jade lotus and blocked his way.

"Two fellow daoists, do you really want to make a move?" Wang Yu held the iron-refined knife horizontally in front of him, looked at the two opposite, and asked with a solemn expression.

Facing two Qi Refinement level 4 or 5 cultivators, saying he was not afraid or nervous at all would definitely be a lie.

The other party was definitely stronger than him, regardless of magic artifacts or cultivation.

"Brother Wang, what can we do now? If you don't die, my wife and I won't live past today." The young Huang man said with a blank face, then flicked his sleeve, and a silver thin sword slid into his hand.

On the other side, the young woman also sighed and persuaded:

"Brother Wang, you haven't even condensed your spirit roots; you are just a pseudo-cultivator. No matter what, you can't be our opponent. Dying one is better than dying two. You might as well end it yourself, so you can be reincarnated early. We two can leave you a whole corpse and bury you well."

The woman's voice was soft, but the words she said were a bit vicious, making Wang Yu want to jump over and hack people directly.

"Dream on! You want to live, but I don't want to die either. If you want my life, come and take it yourself." Wang Yu suppressed the violent rage in his heart, immediately pinched a spell with one hand, and chanted incantations, but the magic art imprint in his divine sense sea failed to condense, making his face turn pale.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it."

The Huang man had already walked over in big strides, threw a green talisman upward, and suddenly a green sword shadow floated above his head.

The man flicked his wrist again, and the silver thin sword slashed, and suddenly a translucent wind blade flew out from the blade.

"Sou" "Sou"

The green sword shadow actually flickered along with the thin sword, and also flew out a palm-sized wind blade, flying toward Wang Yu.

Wang Yu was startled, took a few steps horizontally, and barely dodged the two wind blades.

At this time, the Huang man had already slashed seven or eight times with the silver thin sword in his hand.

More than a dozen wind blades whistled over.

Wang Yu took a deep breath, his body suddenly lay prone, his hands and feet touched the ground at the same time, and he began to jump and bounce at an amazing speed, each time barely avoiding the wind blades at an incredible angle.

Body-refining technique!

The Huang man saw this scene, thought of something, and his face couldn't help but darken, and the thin sword in his hand slowed down.

The woman nearby saw this, and was also a bit surprised, but frowned, then raised one hand, lit up a blue token, and chanted incantations.

The token surface shone with blue light, and crystal-clear ice cones began to emerge in front of the woman, and there were more and more of them, seven or eight in the blink of an eye.

"Not good!"

Wang Yu let out a secret cry, his body suddenly paused, he stood up, danced the long knife in his hand into a ball, and rushed toward the nearest Huang man.

The Huang man had a ferocious smile on his face, and the thin sword in his hand slashed wildly like a storm.

Densely packed wind blades made a sound of breaking through the air, flying out in a swarm.

"Ding ding dang dang"

Wang Yu only felt that in the chaotic dance, the iron-refined knife trembled, each strike as heavy as an iron hammer. With his tiger's mouth hot, he almost threw the long knife in his hand out.

At the same time, the woman gave a soft shout, shook the token in her hand forward, and the ice cones in front of her shot out one after another, turning into a crystal-clear straight line and rushing straight toward Wang Yu.

Wang Yu saw this, his heart tightened. He slashed the iron-refined long knife forward several times, then blocked it horizontally in front of him. It was exactly a certain style of the Rending Wind Sword Technique, which he forcibly performed with the long knife.

After a chaotic sound of "peng peng", half of the ice cones were directly smashed into pieces, and the other half were blocked horizontally by the long knife, but each strike made him retreat a step involuntarily.

Before Wang Yu could feel relieved, he suddenly shivered, feeling his hands numb and his body sluggish.

Only then did he realize that the ice cones he had smashed earlier had turned into a strange coldness that shrouded him underneath.

"Haha!"

The Huang man saw this and laughed. The green sword shadow above his head flashed and disappeared at this time.

But he didn't care and walked over in big strides. The thin sword in his hand shook, conjuring sword shadows, and shrouded Wang Yu.

"Overclocking!"

Wang Yu muttered to himself without thinking.

His five senses were amplified, everything around him slowed down, his thinking entered a super mode, and at the same time, his control over the muscles of all parts of his body was strengthened, instantly restoring his ability to move.

His legs suddenly exerted force, and his figure flew backward four or five zhang like a crossbow arrow, and he immediately inserted the long knife in his hand into his waist, bowed his body, pressed his left hand on the hilt, and stared at the Huang man with dead eyes.

The Huang man was stunned, but immediately snorted coldly, chanted incantations, flicked his sleeve, and flew out a dry straw man.

"Peng"

After the straw man landed, it actually turned into another Huang man in a ball of wriggling yellow light, with the same clothes and the same silver thin sword in his hand.

The two Huang men flashed and flickered seven or eight times, then split left and right, waving their thin swords and rushing toward Wang Yu, making it impossible to distinguish between true and false.

The woman held the token and chanted incantations again, and the token gradually shone brightly.

At the same time, Wang Yu had already let out a low shout.

"Draw Knife Technique!"

"Sou"

His figure rushed toward the Huang man on the left without hesitation, and a giant knife light flashed and appeared.

"Boom"

The long knife slashed fiercely on the man's neck, but was blocked by a blue light shield that suddenly emerged. However, the immense power transmitted from the knife still pushed the man back repeatedly.

At the same time, the light shield at the blade edge dented inward, its surface light flashed wildly, vaguely echoing the token in the woman's hand from a distance.

The woman gave a soft exclamation, frantically injecting her magic power into the token.

The other Huang man had fire light on his body, then dissipated like a bubble, leaving only a charred straw man on the spot.

The Huang man finally stood firm, his heart filled with shock and anger. A fierce look flashed on his face, he let out a low growl, and stabbed the thin sword in his hand toward Wang Yu, who was close at hand, like lightning.

Wang Yu didn't think at all, grabbed the sword blade with his right hand with faster speed, exerted force with his five fingers, twisted it back, and twisted the thin sword into a twist, while his palm was unharmed.

The Huang man felt his palm hot, and the thin sword fell out of his hand, but a bright short sword appeared silently in his other hand, stabbing toward Wang Yu's abdomen fiercely again.

Wang Yu let out a loud shout, the arm holding the long knife inverted became a circle thicker, and the blade pushed forward fiercely again.

"Kacha" a few times.

The blue light shield could not withstand the giant force and shattered. Cold light flashed, and a head rolled to the ground, and a blood spring soared into the sky.

The headless body swayed a few times and fell silently to the ground.

"Huang Lang!"

The woman saw this scene, and a blood-weeping scream came from her mouth.

But Wang Yu, under the control of the overclocking mode, had no fluctuation in his heart at all. Instead, he stomped his foot again and shot toward the woman with the knife.

The woman cursed continuously, the blue light on the token in her hand flashed wildly, shooting out ice cones, but they were all avoided by Wang Yu's figure moving and shifting.

He flickered a few times and arrived in front of the woman in the blink of an eye. He waved the long knife in his hand, and the cold light rolled toward the woman.

The woman was shocked, raised her long sleeve, and a yellow silk ribbon flew out from it, rolling Wang Yu, who was caught off guard, into it. Then a trace of viciousness appeared on her beautiful face, and after pinching a spell with one hand, she smashed the blue token in her hand fiercely.

"Peng"

The token exploded, turning into densely packed ice needles, shooting toward the trapped Wang Yu. ===== CHAPTER 33 =====