C442 One Sword in Hand

"What a pity, if I could use 'Breaking Heavens' again, it would be him who would die!"

"Buzz, buzz, buzz ~!"

Lee Yihong, who was holding Taiyuan, had a cold gaze and a fierce aura. He was filled with killing intent and arrogance, but he also had a calm and refined aura.

Standing in the starry sky, he was like a peerless swordsman. He didn't have the helplessness of dying, but the determination to die.

It was as if Lee Yihong had merged his two identities, Lee Yihong and the assassin Nifeng's Qi. It also seemed like they were the same person. At this moment, the Qi that he should have after unleashing his full power was completely unleashed.

It caused the Tai Yuan Sword to tremble with excitement.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz ~!"

However, no matter how much Lee Yihong accumulated energy, how he suppressed his injuries, how he recovered his Dantian's true qi, and how he circulated his Dao Pill, he had already lost the ability to fight. There was no way he could escape.

The severe injuries of his conjured physique seemed incomparably weak.

"Jiejie,jiejie, do you feel death? Do you feel fear?"

"Huala ~!"

Three-corpse Daoist, who was flashing with lightning, had the same terrible breath. Even his true qi and mental energy were in a state of chaos. However, he still had the strength to fight.

Although two clones of Good and Evil from the Formless Stage had been destroyed by Lee Yihong, and his injuries might even be worse than Lee Yihong's.

Although Lee Yihong had just broken through to the Formless Stage, he had the cultivation base of Mid Period of Formless Stage, and could even kill Late Period of Formless Stage warriors, or even two Late Period of Formless Stage warriors.

However, a veteran Late Period of Formless Stage warrior was the Sect Chief of the Sansheng Taoist Sect, an assassin organization whose name shook the world. He had cultivated an Eon grade cultivation technique, and it was very difficult for him to kill Three-corpse Daoist, who was a Formless Stage warrior who had the ability to analyze the soul intent of a man who had just broken through to the Formless Stage. After all, Three-corpse Daoist was not someone Lee Yihong could compare with.

"You should be proud to be able to kill my body of good and evil, and consume a thousand years of my cultivation. If a genius like you doesn't die,i will be afraid of you day and night."

"I have already discovered a trace of the profoundness that allows the heaven and earth to contain before I even have the intention to receive Qing Styx. Even if the Hundred Tribulations knew about it, they would probably come and kill you at all costs."

"But you are still going to die today. I want your Dao Pill."

"Moon Devouring!"

"Swish!"

Three-corpse Daoist's expression was savage. He could tell that Lee Yihong had lost the ability to fight. Ignoring his own injuries, he immediately chased after him.

The monstrous blood sea and the half-moon shaped magic weapon instantly merged into a terrifying killing intent. The sky and the earth were locked down, making it impossible for Lee Yihong to escape. He had no choice but to face it head on.

If he faced it head on, he would die. The magical body that he had just formed would be destroyed in an instant. The Dao Core would even be shattered, and his consciousness would disappear.

"Hmph. Afraid? Up until now,i've never felt fear in my cultivation. Dying on the path of cultivation is a long-cherished wish of a cultivator."

"But even if I die,i will drag you down with me"

"Rumble...!"

Lee Yihong's eyes were cold as he held Tai Yuan's hand. Suddenly, a wave of madness arose in his eyes. His magical body lit up slightly. At this moment, his dispirited Qi seemed to have ignited.

The power of the heaven and earth was sweeping across.

A surging starry sky vortex appeared around Lee Yihong's body.

"What? You... You actually detonated your Dao Pill?"

"Damn it!"

Three-corpse Daoist's fierce eyes suddenly changed.

"Lee Yihong, you are seriously injured. Even if you self-destruct, you won't be able to kill me. The essence of your Dao Pill will also be absorbed by me."

However, Three-corpse Daoist, who had transformed into a blood demon, had a shocked expression on his face. Although he was shocked that Lee Yihong wanted to detonate his Dao Pill, his flying body didn't stop at all.

It was as if Lee Yihong wanted to kill Lee Yihong even if he wanted to self-destruct.

"Then come at me!"

Lee Yihong's eyes became even crazier. At this moment, he looked like a peerless swordsman with moonlight shining in the center of the vortex. However, there was an aura that was about to explode.

The power of the true meaning of the Great Dao was distorting and trembling.

"Ao ~!"

In the Endless Sea, the ten thousand meter long Four-clawed Golden Dragon Xuan Hui seemed to have sensed Lee Yihong's danger. It forcefully endured the power of a blow and a scale exploded. However, it destroyed two of Taoist of Formless Stage's conjured physiques with a single claw.

It even grabbed one of the Dao Pills that was trying to escape and swallowed it.

"Lee Yihong!"

He didn't care about his own injuries and suddenly turned his head. He looked at the starry sky in shock, as if he had seen Lee Yihong who was about to explode.

"Roar ~!"

Leilei, the Thunder Lion, let out a huge roar. Her snake tail was ferocious, and she also swallowed Taoist of Formless Stage, who was surrounded by the rotten evil intent.

"Thunder World!"

The snake tail spat out a purple barrier that sealed Taoist of Formless Stage's Dao Core, which was destroyed by Xuan Hui with a single strike.

"Extinguish it for me!"

Before Taoist of Formless Stage could condense his body, the severely injured Dao Pill was struck by the Sang Er Seal on the Purple Thunder Lion Beast's back. The Dao Pill that was entangled by the evil Qi and killed by the two Demon King's Qi seemed to have lost its consciousness in an instant.

It turned into a spinning and roaring Dao Pill and was sucked into Sung'er's hand.

"Lee Yihong!"

"Yihong!"

The man and beast looked towards the starry sky, as if they had sensed Lee Yihong's danger.

"Awoo ~!"

"Huala ~!"

The man and the two beasts shot towards the starry sky without any hesitation. They were so fast that it was as if they were being struck by lightning. Even space itself was collapsing.

However, regardless of whether it was the ferocious and unwilling Four-clawed Golden Dragon Xuan Hui, the Purple Thunder Lion Beast Leilei who was roaring towards the sky, or Sung'er who had already started to unleash the Blood Weeping Curse, it would take at least three to four breaths of time to arrive.

"Die!"

"Buzzing ~!"

The hundred-meter long half-moon shaped magic tool had fused with countless vengeful souls to form a terrifying sea of blood, killing Lee Yihong who was about to self-destruct.

The madness in Three-corpse Daoist's eyes seemed to be determined to kill Lee Yihong. The famous Sect Master of the Sansheng Taoist Sect wasn't just an undeserved reputation. At this moment, he was filled with killing intent.

"Isn't it the same for those who died in battle? They are cultivating."

"Dao Pill! Give it to me! ....。”

"Junior Brother, stop!"

"Buzzing ~!"

Just as Lee Yihong was about to order the Explosive Dao Pill to take Three-corpse Daoist down with him, a majestic spiritual force suppressed the vortex that Lee Yihong was about to detonate the Dao Pill.

"Finger the Mountain and River!"

"Riiiip!"

There was even a sword light that pierced through the sky, and its majestic might was like the descent of a heavenly sword. It possessed a peerless sword might that could decide the world with a single strike, and it didn't have the slightest bit of gaudiness.

"What!?"

The sudden change made Three-corpse Daoist, who was about to kill Lee Yihong, have a change of expression.

He had already noticed the two demon kings rushing towards him from below, and even Sung'er, who looked like a fairy on the back of the Purple Thunder Lion Beast. Although he was a little afraid, Three-corpse Daoist seemed to be confident that he could kill Lee Yihong before Xuan Hui, Leilei, and Sung'er rushed over to save Lee Yihong.

He could even sacrifice Lee Yihong's Dao Pill in an instant to restore his cultivation base so that he wouldn't be afraid of the combined attacks of the two Demon Kings.

"Rumble rumble rumble!"

However, this sword energy that seemed like the might of heaven suddenly descended from the sky. It didn't come from below, but from far away.

"Riiiip ~!"

The sea of blood and that half-moon-shaped magical artifact's killing move were immediately sent flying by this sword energy. It fell apart, and the sea of blood churned. The half-moon-shaped magical artifact even let out a mournful cry.

"Puff ~!"

Three-corpse Daoist, who had been severely injured, spurted out a mouthful of blood. A surging blood sea erupted from his body, as if he had been injured once again. It was difficult to suppress his injuries.

"It's you!"

"Hua ~!"

Three-corpse Daoist's body was sent flying backwards by the impact. His eyes were filled with killing intent and fury, as if he had just seen the owner of the sword. His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Meng Tiange."

Three-corpse Daoist's ferocious face was overflowing with killing intent.

Just like that, Lee Yihong's sword strike turned out to be the direct disciple of the academy, Meng Tiange!