C712 A Million Miles Long Battle

Zuo Yu and Zuo Yu fought fiercely in the wilderness. They fought as they walked, killing millions of miles along the way.

Zuo Yu had his own plans. Firstly, he was slightly at a disadvantage. Only by fighting as he walked could he stabilize the situation and continue fighting. Secondly, he was afraid that if he lost, he would be able to escape. Dichong turned back and vented his anger on Divine Valley.

In some ways, he was the one who implicated the Divine Valley this time. Zuo Yu already felt guilty, so he couldn't give them any more trouble.

No one could easily return after killing millions of miles, because they might not be able to recognize the way back. This ancient battlefield was too hard to distinguish.

Along the way, the people were in a heated discussion, and the news was spread out in all directions.

No matter what the others were doing, the battle between Zuo Yu and Dichong had never stopped.

Their speed was extremely fast. In just a few seconds, they had covered thousands of miles. In just a few seconds, they had launched countless attacks. Each of their attacks was fierce and thrilling. It was as if they were walking on a tightrope, and they couldn't let their guard down even the slightest bit. Any moment of carelessness was fatal.

In the sky above a desolate area, Zuo Yu and Dichong's silhouettes were flickering at an extremely fast speed. Every time they flickered, there would be a sharp Qi, and every time they flickered, the void behind them would shatter.

Bang! Zuo Yu missed a move and retreated continuously. A trace of blood leaked out from the corner of his mouth.

Dichong's face was cold, and his killing intent was boundless. He brandished his fist and followed after them. There was no distance limit at all, and he struck directly in front of Zuo Yu.

Zuo Yu didn't slow down at all. The Heaven Defying Eight Steps had already stabilized his body, and the Creation Dragon Fist went straight for him.

The two of them once again engaged in a frenzied fight. With the same flashing steps, the same punches, the same horizontal elbow, and the same knee slam, they displayed close combat as an aesthetic. This was the ultimate manifestation of strength and speed.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The two of them quickly exchanged blows. Each of their moves was world-shaking.

Dichong's physique was very strong, and his speed was very fast. His fist had a heavy earth soul that crushed everything. It also had a sharp metal soul that advanced sharply.

Zuo Yu was not much different. His fist force was a sharp sword force, and the sword force contained a violent fire soul. The flexible water force was agile and murderous.

The two fists hit each other, and the momentum was extremely explosive.

Dichong's Qi was overbearing, and it seemed like he wanted to suppress everything. Zuo Yu's Qi was fierce, and his Divine Weapon Body was murderous.

Zuo Yu's foundation was still a little lacking. Soon, he fell into a disadvantageous position, and was even forced to retreat.

Zuo Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, but he felt satisfied. His eyes became sharper.

He had benefited a lot from this battle. He had completely erupted in this battle. He didn't hold anything back, and he was fighting with lofty sentiments.

Dichong coldly harrumphed. He was extremely unhappy, especially when he saw Zuo Yu's face. It seemed like Zuo Yu was still trying to break through under his suppression. This infuriated him. He waved his fist and chased after Zuo Yu.

"Haha..." Zuo Yu let out a loud laugh, and with great enthusiasm, he took the initiative to step forward to meet Zuo Yu's attack.

In the next moment, the two of them exchanged blows again. In just a short while, the surrounding area had been broken, and in the blink of an eye... Under the dumbstruck gazes of several people in the distance, the two of them disappeared into the horizon in a flash. Only the faint sound of the void trembling could still be heard.

Time slowly passed.

Along the way, everyone was extremely shocked and then excited. Many of them had never seen such a scene before. Some of them had really been inspired and had even improved quite a bit.

Boom! Zuo Yu's hair flew in the wind as he once again retreated. Up until now, his injuries were not considered light anymore. There was still some gap between him and Dichong, and he was improving during the battle. Dichong was also getting used to himself. Both of them had improved. However, neither of them had made a qualitative breakthrough, so the battle situation was still the same as before.

Even so, Zuo Yu was already no match for him. After being injured many times, his injuries had become quite serious.

Zuo Yu's. ___'s clothes were stained with blood. His face was deathly pale. His hair was messy, but his eyes were sharper than ever.

Zuo Yu stepped back and grinned. He turned around and left.

"You can't leave." Dichong's face was cold. His killing intent could no longer be restrained. He had never used so much effort to kill a person. He was really angry. He followed closely behind with the intention of killing Zuo Yu.

Dichong ferociously killed his opponent. He threw a punch at the back of Zuo Yu's head.

Zuo Yu turned around and threw a punch. The punch was fierce and relentless.

"Haha, who said I'm leaving?" Zuo Yu laughed out loud. His Qi was wild and violent. The Creation Dragon Fist kept striking at ___'s head. This was simply his strategy. He wanted to pull ___ back, even if it would only take a moment.

Dichong's facial expression changed slightly. He thought that Zuo Yu was going to escape again. He chased after him with his Qi at the peak, but he missed Zuo Yu's position. For a moment, he had no choice but to turn around and defend himself.

The two of them exchanged a few blows. The same violent fist force separated them in an instant.

"Hehe, I haven't had enough fun yet. Let's do it again." Zuo Yu grinned and lunged forward.

The Creation Dragon Fist howled, and it was incomparably fierce. After that, it instantly killed the Nine Square Heaven and unleashed the Hundred Steps Kill.

Dichong kept defending, and with the last punch, he broke Zuo Yu's Hundred Steps Kill. "You have learned a lot, you are a complete mess."

Dichong's eyes were cold and arrogant. In a flash, he lunged forward. “ No matter where you run to, you must die. " Dichong's punches were continuous, domineering and fierce. He should have mastered a set of Fist Technique that was no weaker than the Creation Dragon Fist.

"Can you say something else? You have said this many times." Zuo Yu shook his head and raised his fist to attack. He did not slow down at all. "Pretending to be cool and getting struck by lightning."

"You are courting death." Dichong's face turned gloomy, and the force of his punch became even crazier.

"You have said more than that." Zuo Yu said with a smile. He was like a divine weapon, and his sword force was the main force. His Fire Soul and Water Force had merged together, and he was pressing forward with indomitable will.

Bang! The intense collision shook the heavens and the earth.

Zuo Yu turned around and retreated. His fist also hit Dichong's shoulder. Dichong also took a few steps back. His facial expression changed, and his killing intent soared.

Zuo Yu somersaulted a few times in the air, and with a step of the Heaven Defying Eight Steps, he stabilized his body. He threw his fist forward, and Dichong's cold face had already reached him. Dichong had already unleashed his most powerful attack.

Time passed slowly. The two of them fought crazily. Zuo Yu was using this life and death battle to temper his Divine Weapon Physique. If he made a breakthrough, he would no longer be at a disadvantage. He was indeed crazy. Dichong, on the other hand, had boundless killing intent. His will was incomparably firm. He wanted to kill Zuo Yu, he couldn't be moved. No one could defy his will.

Puff! In the sky, Zuo Yu kept tossing and turning, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His injuries had worsened once again.

Dichong chased after him with quick steps. His killing intent was cold. As soon as he caught up with him, the mountain in front of him exploded. It even roared as it smashed towards him.

As Zuo Yu was retreating, he threw a punch at the mountain, and at the same time, he retreated in a flash, putting some distance between him and Dichong for the time being.

Dichong snorted coldly and chased after him at an extremely fast speed. Indeed, he was slightly slowed down by the impact. Zuo Yu was already far away.

Zuo Yu laughed. He took the opportunity to adjust his Qi.

However, at this moment, Zuo Yu's facial expression changed slightly. He felt an extremely dangerous Qi coming from behind him. Without any hesitation, Zuo Yu disappeared in a flash.

Swoosh! The moment he disappeared, three flying swords whistled past. Although they didn't hurt Zuo Yu, they still left a piece of his clothes and a strand of his hair.

The three flying swords turned around with incredible speed. Just as Zuo Yu dodged to the other side, the three swords arrived again.

Zuo Yu's eyes were sharp. He didn't retreat. Instead, he advanced forward. The Creation Dragon Fist was like a sword's howl as it welcomed the three flying swords.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The three swords whistled and flashed. Zuo Yu's fist shadows were like illusions, shattering the void one after another.

Zuo Yu retreated continuously, but the three swords also retreated. He didn't gain much of an advantage.

In this instant of exchange, it was only 0.1 seconds at most. It was extremely dangerous, and Dichong had already arrived.

"Three swords, Nameless? Haha, so it's the number one expert of Cultivation Continent." Zuo Yu grinned, "If that's the case, I won't be accompanying you any longer." Zuo Yu's meaning was very obvious. The two great experts were besieging each other, and it wasn't a fair victory. His brother was not playing anymore.

Up until now, Zuo Yu's injuries were not light. He was already satisfied. However, he had yet to break through. As the saying goes, if you overdo it, it will be too late. He was ready to leave. Now that another powerful expert had arrived, he had to leave even more. Otherwise, it would be dangerous. Since he was going to leave, he could also make the two of them feel disgusted at the same time. The two of them were arrogant, it would be best if he could fight them.

The man who came was none other than the number one man in Cultivation Continent, Wu Ming. He was a cold and indifferent young man. His white robe fluttered in the wind, and he looked incomparably cold. His ultimate move was three flying swords. Normally, a cultivator could only cultivate one flying sword, but one was extremely fierce. However, he was able to control three flying swords at the same time. The first name of the cultivator came true. This was also the origin of the name' Three Swords Nameless'.

"I can kill you by myself." Nameless said in a calm voice. His expression was indifferent, without any joy or sorrow. Zuo Yu had just moved, but his Three Swords of Nameless had already returned.

Zuo Yu flew away at high speed. When he sensed the flying swords approaching, he turned around and threw three punches at them in a row.

The three swords spun in the air. Cold lights shot out in all directions. They were extremely agile and were able to attack from multiple sides.

With a sound of Chi, Zuo Yu's arm was still cut by the sword. Blood oozed out from his arm. He followed Zuo Yu and forced the three swords to retreat temporarily.

The three swords spun and followed Zuo Yu like shadows, chasing after him. In some ways, if one didn't fight in close combat with the cultivator, one would be at a disadvantage. Because what they used was the sword, while he had to fight the sword with his own body. It was difficult for such an expert's sword to be damaged, but it would always lose its defense. It was easier for him to be at a disadvantage.

Right at this moment, Dichong's expression was indifferent, but he had also arrived. "If I want to kill him, I will kill him as well." Dichong was incomparably domineering. He pushed away the flying sword and threw a punch at Zuo Yu.

Zuo Yu had just been injured, but he was once again forced to retreat.

"Humph!" Nameless' eyes were like a sword, sweeping across the two of them. He turned his sword and lunged at Zuo Yu once more. If you don't want me to kill you, I will kill you. This is his Qi.

Just as Zuo Yu retreated, three more sword strikes came from three different directions, crafty and fierce.

Zuo Yu's Heaven Defying Eight Steps flashed in three directions. Before the sword even reached him, it had already rushed forward to meet the attack.

He temporarily blocked the three sword strikes, but Dichong's violent fist force had arrived again. It was still the same overbearing momentum, and he could only kill it if he wanted to kill it.

After that, the three sword strikes arrived again. They attacked from another direction, and he refused to admit defeat.