Volume 1 Living Towards Death Chapter 21 Good Boy, I Like It
Xia Liangqi was a little helpless, but he would not give in, and Ma Jiang could still deal with it with the blessing of dual spirits, but it was difficult to hold on for much longer. This was before those followers in the Spiritual Spring Realm took action.
After all, it was a matter of cultivation. It would be too shameful to ask for help from others. Both of them wanted to defeat Xia Liang and Qi with a victory.
Seeing the opponent coming at him again, even though one of his wings had drooped down, it was still terrifyingly powerful. Xia Liangqi was unwilling to confront it head-on, so he chose to avoid it, relying on constant stops in a small area and precise timing.
Time and time again, he was able to avoid the opponent's sure-fire attack.
The people around are already a little shocked. Why is this guy's Yuanling so abnormal? Even the monks who have experienced the time Yuanling feel that this guy's time Yuanling is extremely weird. Even the monks who have been crushed by their cultivation cannot easily break free.
its control.
"Is his a high-grade Time Yuanling? Yuanlings of this level are rare, let alone Time Yuanling. How many opportunities has this guy got?" Someone murmured to himself.
The faces of the monks who were fighting Xia Liangqi were getting uglier and uglier, and they had even taken out their own spiritual weapons, but Xia Liangqi still barely dodged every attack.
In fact, Xia Liang felt uncomfortable abandoning himself. The consumption of Yuan Ling was secondary. The coffin lid could replenish him. Although it was slow, it could still support him. The most important thing was the control of his mental power. He felt that his brain had been exhausted.
He was getting more and more drowsy. This kind of battle that required complete concentration made it difficult for Xia Liangqi to hold on for much longer. He could only delay his fatigue again and again, adapt to the opponent's rhythm as quickly as possible, and then seize the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.
"Good boy, I like it."
A slightly sharp voice sounded from behind everyone, and all the followers stepped out of the way. A man with a feminine appearance walked out, shaking a feather fan in his hand. Xia Liangqi, who had seen his portrait, knew that this person was
Wu Yangyu is gone.
"Brother Wu, you don't have to show up, I'll just block them all." The voice from before came, but he still didn't show up, and he didn't know if his face was different.
Wu Yangyu covered his mouth with his feather fan and laughed, "With such a talented person here, how could you neglect him?"
"Liangcai?" A sneer came from the darkness, "He is already in danger. He looks like an ignorant junior who is just starting out. Do you still think he can win?"
"Of course. If he wins, don't embarrass them. Just bring him in to see me."
After saying that, Wu Yangyu turned around and went back again, no longer paying attention to the battle, as if he had really foreseen the outcome.
Xia Liangqi curled his lips when he saw this... His name is quite masculine, but why is he so effeminate? But he is indeed powerful and has great oppressive power.
But Xia Liangqi is not afraid of him, and will even surpass him, starting with the enemy in front of him!
After adapting to the offensive, Xia Liangqi stopped dodging. He let go of his mental power and began to move at a strange pace. This was a kind of movement technique. He gradually accumulated experience in the battle and used it in "Dragon Dance in White".
The physical skills created based on the "Yang Jing" are similar to the physical skills Hongkun originally displayed.
The monk opposite suddenly felt that Xia Liangqi's movement trajectory had changed, becoming illogical, but also had a mysterious feeling. It looked very slow, but he couldn't touch it. He knew that this was a physical skill, and it was usually very mysterious.
Few people will practice physical skills, because the magic of mental evolution alone is enough. Most monks only practice physical skills to improve their physical fitness. Only those extreme monks who have sanctified their bodies will vigorously develop physical skills.
He obviously has extraordinary time spirit, how can he still do physical skills... He feels a little incredible. If he knew that this physical skill was perfected in the process of fighting him, I wonder if he would be too shocked to say anything.
Words come.
He was already a little overwhelmed. The weird movement made him completely out of reach, but he couldn't resist the attack from the opposite side. The weird wooden board alone made him miserable. He seemed to have completely fallen into the opponent's body.
In the rhythm, no matter what you do, you will be seized with the opportunity to counterattack. If you didn't have the advantage of cultivation, you would have been defeated long ago.
Of course, Xia Liangqi didn't give him too many chances. After fully adapting to his own movement skills, he fought more and more bravely. In the end, the coffin lid hit him on the head, causing him to lose consciousness.
At the same time, the feeling of fatigue hit him again. The accumulated fatigue made it a little difficult to resist. He did not delay any more and fell asleep directly. After all, Wu Yangyu on the opposite side had already spoken, and these followers did not
Dare to mess around.
When Xia Liangqi woke up, Wu Yangyu was the only one in front of him. He half-covered his face with his feather fan, and then looked at Xia Liangqi up and down, making all the hair on his body stand up.
"Where is my companion?" Xia Liangqi asked cautiously.
Wu Yangyu chuckled, "That woman has left first. I promised her that if she encounters those two thieves, I will deal with them naturally. The other one went to practice in Huoyuan Flower. Now only you and me are left."
Xia Liangqi couldn't help but shudder. He always felt that Wu Yangyu had evil intentions for him. "I wonder if my friend needs my help for something?"
Wu Yangyu smiled and shook his head.
"Do you want to accept me as your follower?"
He shook his head again.
"Then why do fellow Taoists want to see me?"
"Because I like you, how about you and I practicing together?"
Xia Liangqi felt as if his heavenly spirit cap had been lifted, and a gust of cold wind was poured into his head, making him shiver, "Said... Fellow Taoist, please stop joking, haha."
"I'm serious, don't you look down on me?" Wu Yangyu's tone was a bit sadder, "Oh, love is like a gossamer, and people are like flying catkins. I looked at each other with tears in my eyes. It's not easy to find a man you like.
I was still rejected, so it seems that I am destined to be a widower for the rest of my life."
Xia Liangqi couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to stand up and said: "If you have nothing else to do, fellow Taoist, I will leave first. I wonder if I can borrow the Fire Source Flower to practice a little or two?"
"You are such a heartless man, how can you be willing to leave me? You cruel man, just go if you want to. The world is thin and human relations are evil. When the rain comes at dusk, flowers tend to fall. When the wind dries at dawn, the traces of tears remain." He said it was actually true.
Tears were shed and it looked particularly poignant.
Xia Liang left this hell almost as if he was running away. He really didn't dare to come into contact with Wu Yangyu anymore.
After Xia Liang left, Wu Yangyu actually changed his expression of sadness and started laughing wildly, holding his stomach, "Hahahaha, it's so fun, hahahaha, Xiaoyuezi, what do you think? Isn't this guy very funny?"
Interesting?"
Xiaoyuezi's dark figure walked out of the shadows behind him. It was a spiritual beast that looked like a cat, but was slightly larger than an average cat. The black cat jumped into Wu Yangyu's arms and let him rub it.
He thought in his head, and then said: "The talent is good, but the strength is too poor, but he is still somewhat sure of what he can do."
His voice was exactly the same as the monk who had attacked him with earth thorns before.
"Where are you talking about? I'm talking about his expression just now. It was as if he had eaten something unclean. It was even more exaggerated than you were before."
Xiaoyuezi's originally full expression of enjoyment twitched, "Why do you do it like this every time, just for fun?"
"I like it, you don't have to worry about it." Wu Yangyu chuckled, "They always like to treat me as a woman, so what's wrong with me teasing her?"