C14 Long zhan in the wild

Li Yan was jumping around in the forest, the Qi on his body formed a dense barrier around him, and wherever he went, the branches that obstructed his path would instantly be crushed into fine powder by the Authentic Qi. Without slowing down, he rushed towards a stronghold in the distance.

This youth had already chased him for more than four hours, but he still did not have any intention of giving up. He already had no other choice, and could only place his hopes on the Black Wind Stronghold, which was gradually becoming clearer and clearer, the headquarters of the Black Mountain bandits, as well as Hong Ling's life and death enemy, Zhang Yan's base of operations.

During this period of four hours, Hong Ling had already adjusted his body during his chase, bringing the Authentic Qi and soul energy in his body back to their peak condition bit by bit. He knew that what he was going to face next, was a battle where his life and death was uncertain.

From the moment Li Yan fled in the opposite direction from the Tianhuang City, Hong Ling had already guessed his goal. He wanted to borrow a blade to kill someone, but Hong Ling was not sure who the blade he wanted to borrow belonged to at the start.

Now, looking at the banner of the Black Mountain Thief, Hong Ling could finally confirm that it was Zhang Yan. Since he had already found the nest of the Black Mountain Thief, he would no longer show mercy.

He had just been allowing Li Yan to escape. Of course, some of the reasons were because he had exhausted too many of his Authentic Qi and some were also because he wanted to uncover Li Yan's secret. Now, he knew that the person Li Yan was relying on was the Black Mountain Thief, Zhang Yan.

At this moment, the young man suddenly exerted strength under his feet and the Qi around his body exploded. With a "hong" sound, he had already flown far away and quickly approached Li Yan.

At this time, he was still two kilometers away from Zhang Yan's stronghold. He knew that he would definitely not be able to reach the stronghold before the youth caught up to him, so he helplessly stopped.

"Young man, leave some leeway for all things. We will meet again in the future!" Li Yan coldly said. Although he didn't have much hope, he still had some confidence.

Hmph, Hong Ling snorted, leave something alone? If not for the fact that he had already advanced to the early stage of Essence Refinement into Qi, he would most likely be dead by now. Now that he had seized the initiative, Li Yan actually shamelessly boasted that he wanted him to stay as a person.

He had said all the truths in the world, so why should he suffer the injustice for no reason at all? Li Yan's life was his life. Was his life not worth anything? With just a simple phrase, he wanted to write off everything. Hong Ling was not that magnanimous yet.

"Captain Li, no need to waste your breath. Today, you and I will either die or I will die!"

Hong Ling hated people like Li Yan. They definitely knew that when Black Mountain bandit Zhang Yan committed crimes in the past, they were willing to do anything and encourage them to become stronger, but if they could fulfill their duty, then the disaster in Hidden Dragon Village could be avoided. Unfortunately, their hearts were already covered in lard.

"So you're saying that there's no room for manoeuvre in today's matter?" Li Yan's face was gloomy, the Authentic Qi on his body was ignited.

The hundred refined pattern steel sword in his hand hummed incessantly, a layer of faint white flames ignited on the sword blade, he roared out, and the sword in Li Yan's hand whistled, activating many sword beams that sealed off Hong Ling's retreat path.

"Flame Mantra!"

The fiery sword beam that was originally floating in the air instantly poured into the Fine Steel Sword in Li Yan's hand. The already violent flames on the long sword instantly increased by three times.

He ruthlessly slashed out with his sword. Before Hong Ling could regain his senses, the arc of sword qi that was burning with raging flames had already quickly arrived at his body, as if it wanted to cut his waist.

Fast, it was simply too fast, even though Hong Ling had been prepared for it, this unexpected sword strike was actually useless against him, he was no longer able to dodge this attack, he could only take it head on.

With a wave of the long blade in his hand, Hong Ling's Authentic Qi rushed straight into the blade and swept it forward.

Boom! The flaming sword qi directly smashed onto the blade and instantly destroyed Hong Ling's long blade, turning it into countless of pieces. The flames did not slow down at all, and actually rushed straight towards the youth's chest.

Hong Ling's gaze turned cold, he knew that he had met with big trouble, and in his chest, a thread of dragon qi instantly entered into the Reverse Scale, immediately, both of his hands grew countless of fine scales, the young man's hands flowed with Qi, and fiercely pushed at the flames that were still gushing towards him.

Chi chi chi chi. Hong Ling felt that his hands were almost burnt red, but he managed to block the flaming sword qi. Luckily he managed to summon the dark golden Dragon Scale at the critical moment, otherwise his hands would have been severely injured.

"Martial Skill!"

Hong Ling stared at the burning sword in Li Yan's hand. He never thought that Li Yan would actually learn a martial skill.

Cultivators who had learned martial arts would have a huge impact on their fighting strength. Cultivators who had learned martial arts would have their fighting strength increase by a whole level. Moreover, martial arts had levels. The higher the rank of the martial arts, the greater the increase in the cultivator's fighting strength.

"Good eyesight, you can tell that I'm using a martial skill with a single glance. Honestly speaking, compared to those useless brats from Tianhuang City who only know how to eat and drink everyday, you are much stronger!"

Li Yan's eyes were filled with pride. It was not easy for him to pay a large price in exchange for this Yellow Rank martial skill. After a long and arduous training, he finally managed to refine it.

Martial skills were also divided into different levels. From high to low, they were divided into four levels, the Sky, Earth, Profound, and Yellow. Each level was also subdivided into four levels: Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, and Top.

The < Flame Breaking Technique > that Li Yan had used was only an elementary yellow-rank martial skill, but it was enough for him to defeat the vast majority of cultivators at the same level without a martial skill.

Things had suddenly become very troublesome. Looking at the proud face of Li Yan, then looking back at how he had taken down his Dragon Scale and his slightly reddened hands, Hong Ling's heart sank.

This Li Yan had been hiding his strength too well. He had actually allowed his subordinate to die without revealing that he had a low grade Yellow Rank martial skill, 'Flame Bursting Spell'. It was clear that he was far more scheming than Lin Ming.

But Hong Ling did not want to let him go, he no longer had a weapon, and could only stare at Li Yan with his bare hands, a dark gold light gradually floated out of his eyes.

Inside the Divine Hall, the Primordial Spirit Clone sat cross-legged with flowing lights flashing in its eyes. The trajectory of the Authentic Qi on Li Yan's body was slowly caught by him and sent into the youth's consciousness.

Li Yan saw the flowing light in his eyes flickering, and did not dare to be careless, he immediately used the《 Flame Mantra》 again. This time, he used all his strength and slashed two times in a row, the two flame sword beams intersected and quickly attacked towards Hong Ling's chest.

Hong Ling took a deep breath and immediately undid the seal on the Reverse Scale s in his chest that was binding the dragon's Qi.

Ang, a clear dragon's roar came from the youth's mouth, the space behind him slowly condensed into an illusory dragon shadow, the Primordial Spirit in his body also slowly turned into a dark gold dragon soul, the blood and bones in his body instantly became dark gold.

Hong Ling's body was already a true dragon's drive, and normally he would be in a silent state without the support of the dragon aura. Once the seal on the dragon aura was released, his true dragon body would instantly awaken, pushing his strength to an unattainable peak.

Li Yan looked aghast at the dragon image in the sky behind Hong Ling. He watched it instantly burrow into the body of the youth with a roar. Then, countless dark golden scales slowly covered the body of the youth.

Hong Ling bellowed, and instantly completed his Dragon Transformation. Seeing the intersecting fire sword qi, a look of disdain flashed past his eyes, he kicked out, and the figure disappeared from where he stood. In the air, the young man clenched his pitch black dragon claws, and punched out fiercely at the place where the two sword qi clashed.

Boom!! The two sharp Sword Qi were instantly destroyed by the Authentic Qi s on his fist. Hong Ling's figure did not decrease in terms of speed, in a flash, he was already behind Li Yan.

Bang! A silhouette rapidly descended, smashing into a giant tree. Li Yan, who was embedded in the tree, coughed out a mouthful of blood.

"Cough, this is impossible. How could the sword qi produced by the 'Flame Mantra' be broken by someone with an early stage Essence Refinement into Qi?!"

He coughed out another mouthful of blood and stared straight at Hong Ling, unwilling to give up. He was clearly using the [Flame Mantra] and this level of martial skill, but the situation had suddenly turned around and he was at a disadvantage.

This huge difference was hard for Li Yan to accept. Why, why had he endured for so long, just as he was about to laugh, this youth had once again shattered his hope. What kind of monster was Hong Ling?

"Captain Li, in this world, nothing is impossible. Since you want to kill me, then you should be prepared to be killed!"

Hong Ling's entire body was currently surrounded by dark golden electric arcs, as if he was enveloped in a layer of dense clouds. He walked over slowly, looking at Li Yan who was struggling to stand up from the tree trunk.

The originally extinguished flames on the long sword in Li Yan's hand once again ignited. His eyes were filled with a ferocious expression.

"Why, why did you force me to such a state, why do you have to be so ruthless!"

As he howled with all his might, the flames on the longsword in his hand had already spread to his body. Li Yan was like a flame demon that had come from the depths of the abyss, his entire body enveloped in the raging flames.

"Go to hell!"

He shouted loudly, and as one with his sword, he rushed towards Hong Ling.

Clang, Hong Ling's dragon claw immediately grabbed the burning sword body and pushed it, causing Li Yan to slide backwards on the ground. The blazing fire followed the young man's dragon claw and started to spread throughout his body, fortunately, there was a layer of dark gold colored barrier suddenly extended from the surface of his body, isolating the flames outside.

Hong Ling's eyes stared straight at Li Yan without any ripples. With one dragon claw holding onto the sword, the other quickly stretched forward.

Puchi! The sharp dragon claw instantly pierced into Li Yan's chest and tore out a shattered heart. The youth swung his hand and the heart was smashed to the ground, turning into a pool of blood-red paste.

Li Yan lowered his head and looked at his empty chest. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, no words came out.

He stared at Hong Ling, and a look of hatred flashed past his eyes. That was the last of his madness, he closed his eyes, released the hand that was holding onto the sword, and instantly wrapped his arms around Hong Ling's body.

As blood and flesh flew across the air, Hong Ling slowly walked out of the smoke and dust. A trace of dark golden dragon blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

When Li Yan was on the verge of death, he had actually chosen to self-destruct, in an attempt to drag Hong Ling into hell. But he had overestimated himself and underestimated Hong Ling, as well.

Although he had also vomited blood, it was nothing to Hong Ling, who had always been severely injured in the past.

Wiping away the dark golden blood from the corner of his mouth, Hong Ling threw it to the ground. He grabbed the sword left behind on the ground by Li Yan, which was made of Hundred Refinement Pattern Steel, and picked up another sheepskin scroll.

On the ground, a trace of dark-golden blood was exceptionally dazzling amongst the scarlet flesh that was scattered all over the ground.

Dragons fought in the wilderness, their blood was mysterious and yellow.