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C695 Attack

"Interesting." On Huang Road, a youth faintly smiled. He was the number one expert of the Demon Race. Zuo Yu was finally able to enter his line of sight.

"Trash." In the ancient city, Dichong coldly harrumphed and turned his attention away. No matter how strong Zuo Yu was, he could still kill him. Not only Zuo Yu, but also everyone else. This was his invincible confidence.

Zuo Yu's reputation was spread once again. The winds and clouds in the continent were surging. The waves of the Yangtze River pushed the waves of the past, and the new generation changed the old generation. One expert after another emerged. Each of them had broken through to the Void Stage, and Zuo Yu had already withdrawn from the top 30 rankings. This was because he didn't have a very strong battle record, and he had already been replaced by someone else.

Even when he was dominating the bases of the major powers, he wouldn't be able to gain the upper hand when facing a Void Stage. As time passed, more and more experts emerged. His spot had been squeezed away, and his reputation wasn't very well known anymore.

He had killed Eldest Young Master of Tianshan, but just like him, Eldest Young Master of Tianshan's reputation wasn't that great, so it hadn't changed much.

But now, he had another battle record. He had instantly killed a Void Stage, and his reputation had once again flourished.

Some people said that he was one of the top twenty experts, while others said that he should have entered the top ten. Of course, whether it was the top ten or the top twenty... It wasn't just these people. After all, many people had never fought each other before. There was no strict ranking based on each person's battle record and cultivation level. Many of them were suspected to be top ten experts. Zuo Yu was now suspected to be one of the top ten experts.

Zuo Yu didn't care about these things. He wasn't afraid of trouble, nor was he afraid of fighting. He still needed to train himself and break through to the Void Stage as soon as possible.

Some of his friends had also received news about Zuo Yu, and Zuo Yu had also received some news about his friends. All of them were making crazy progress.

Time passed slowly.

Zuo Yu walked out of a canyon. There was a blade mark here. His aura was overbearing. He had gained something from this trip. His sword aura became more stable, and he could break through to the second stage of the Initiation Stage at any time. The Sword Soul Stage. It was said that when the time came, the sword force would have a soul, and every punch of his would have a mind of its own. He would unleash the essence of the Sword Dao to his heart's content. The sword was the ruler of all weapons. The world was filled with killing intent.

Time quietly passed. Zuo Yu walked past one place after another. His aura had become sharper. This was the path he had walked. The result of killing along the way was not just killing people. Sometimes, when one entered a strange place, they would even be attacked by some strange beasts.

Zuo Yu's harvest was also huge. Putting aside the gains from external objects, Zuo Yu had gained a lot from his comprehension of martial arts. His foundation was constantly enriching, waiting for the moment when he could soar into the sky.

In the desolate wilderness, a cold wind blew past. It was somewhat chilly.

Zuo Yu walked by himself. His hair and clothes were a little messy. He looked tired, but his face was cold and firm.

"Roar..."

"Ah...!!!"

"Kill them."

"I want to see who will kill who... "

Suddenly, sounds of fighting came from the distant canyon. The sounds were getting closer and closer. Judging from the sounds, there were two groups of people fighting. There should be one group of people who were still from the Demon Clan. That was because one could tell from their roars. Both sides were not weak, and their speed was very fast. In an instant, they were not far away. Zuo Yu could vaguely see both of them fighting.

One side was indeed a demon, and it was filled with ferocity. The other side was a group of cultivator, and all of them were incomparably cold and arrogant.

Zuo Yu's eyes sparkled. He had never had a favorable impression of the cultivator. Putting aside the fact that these guys were constantly targeting him, if it wasn't for Changfeng keeping the Yin Yang Gourd... Yuyao wouldn't have been in a hurry to find her enemies on the way, and would have ended up in her Paradise. Until now, she still hadn't found him.

Zuo Yu stood there indifferently, but he didn't move. There was still a group of demons. The strength of both sides wasn't weak. In such an occasion, the thing he feared the most was strangers entering. Naturally, he wouldn't cause any trouble for them. Even if they wanted to kill someone, wouldn't it be better to wait for them to decide the outcome? This was not heartlessness, but the law of survival in the wilderness.

"Ah..." Suddenly, a girl cried out in shock. She was killed by a Void Stage cultivator. She was almost killed, and she was sent flying away. Then, the sharp flying sword turned around and caught up to her. Her face turned pale, and there was no way for her to dodge. She subconsciously shouted.

At this moment, Zuo Yu's eyes narrowed and he disappeared from where he stood in a flash.

Lian Qing's face was pale. Was she going to die? She thought of her father and mother who were far away in the Lianyun Mountain Range. How sad must they be? Then, she subconsciously thought of that cold figure. Did something really happen to him? Perhaps this was a good thing. She would be able to see him again if she went down there... At this moment, her little head was still letting her imagination run wild.

The Void Stage cultivator's expression was cold. The flying sword instantly arrived in front of Lian Qing's chest. The flying sword radiated a cold light and was about to pierce through her chest.

Bang! Right at this moment, a fist shadow smashed over. The void was shattered and the flying sword was sent flying.

Lian Qing was slightly stunned. Am I already dead? Why did I really see him?

It was precisely Zuo Yu who had arrived. Zuo Yu's eyes were sharp and his Qi was soaring. He threw a punch at the flying sword and stepped forward. He caught up with the flying sword that was about to circle and attack. Without waiting for the flying sword to stabilize, he raised his hand and punched again.

The punch was swift and fierce, sweeping away everything in its path. The flying sword screeched and was smashed into pieces.

The Void Stage cultivator was still snorting coldly, and it spurted out a mouthful of blood. Its face turned pale, and it looked at Zuo Yu with disbelief.

Zuo Yu took a step forward, and arrived in front of it.

The cultivator turned pale with fright. Its body was covered in armor, and then a flying sword flew out from its side. All of this was done with a single thought. At this critical moment, it had also unleashed its unprecedented potential.

However, to Zuo Yu, all of this was still too slow. Zuo Yu threw out a punch. It was simple, direct, clean, and swift. It was faster than anything else, and it crushed everything in its path.

Boom! The force of the punch caused the flying sword to fly away, the treasured armor to shatter, and the cultivator to explode his dantian. Just as his Nascent Soul was about to escape, it was smashed into pieces.

He was invincible, nothing more than this!

Only then did Lian Qing fall to the ground. All of this happened too quickly, and she was thrown into a daze. Lian Qing rubbed her eyes and felt a little cute. It was not a dream. He did not die, and he came to save her?

Lian Qing looked at the powerful figure in front of her in a daze and pursed her lips into a smile. With this smile, the blood in her mouth flowed out along with the corner of her mouth, making her look even more miserable and beautiful.

"How is it?" After killing the Void Stage cultivator in an instant, Zuo Yu returned to Lian Qing's side in a flash. Previously, they had nothing to do with each other, so he did not attack. When he saw Lian Qing there, Zuo Yu attacked. They were friends now. Furthermore, he had wanted to destroy these cultivator in the first place.

"It's fine. Thank you. You have saved my life again." Lian Qing looked at Zuo Yu and gently shook her head.

Zuo Yu smiled. He also saw that Lian Qing's injuries were not serious. Lian Qing was not weak either. It was only because of the sudden attack of the Void Stage cultivator that Lian Qing was almost in danger.

The battlefield was in chaos. While they were talking, two more flying swords whistled towards Lian Qing. They were just behind Lian Qing and arrived in an instant.

Zuo Yu stepped forward and threw a punch. The two flying swords suddenly turned around. The cold light intensified. Their target was still Zuo Yu. Zuo Yu's expression didn't change. His fist was still the same as before. It went straight for the two swords, and a cracking sound was heard. The two swords broke at the same time.

Zuo Yu stood tall and straight, his hair fluttering in the wind. He looked majestic and majestic, but that was all.

Lian Qing turned her head and looked. Her big eyes were full of small stars.

"I'll be right back." Zuo Yu's faint voice was heard and his figure had already disappeared.

Zuo Yu could be seen shuttling back and forth in the battlefield at an extremely fast speed. His figure was no longer visible to the naked eye. There was a sharp sword intent in the air, as if it was a divine sword. It was filled with killing intent in all directions. Wherever it passed, only the void was constantly being shattered.

A group of cultivator roared and killed, but they were all killed one after another. Not even a Nascent Soul could escape.

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