C212 Confusion

Kuang Yu, who was feeling pleased with himself for perfectly accomplishing his ambush, stared blankly for a moment. He took a look at the young man in black robes, who was holding onto a three meter long black spear on the back of his head, and asked in shock, "You are Yi Yan?"

Although Kuang Yu had disdained Yi Yan's strength when he was in Tianqian Sect and thought that he could easily kill Kuang Jue and Kuang Xun with a single move, but when he saw Yi Yan with his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel that the person in front of him was an expert, an expert that was not one bit inferior to him!

Yi Yan simply stood in front of him. However, Kuang Yu was somewhat horrified to discover that it was as if Yi Yan had completely merged with the world, his own Immortal Consciousness was actually unable to discover the slightest trace of him. This meant that Yi Yan's realm far surpassed his!

But for cultivators, under normal circumstances, the difference between their cultivation and their realm was almost the same!

Looks like the rumors were true, this Yi Yan was most likely an Eight Tribulations Rogue Immortal!

However, Kuang Yu couldn't understand at all. Since it was an Eight Tribulations Rogue Immortal, why couldn't he feel any fluctuations in the Rogue Immortal's power from Yi Yan's body?

It must be understood that Loose Immortals didn't have physical bodies; they weren't able to completely retract their energy without a hint of it dissipating.

Yi Yan smiled and nodded his head, but did not say a word. He only looked at Kuang Yu with an extremely complicated expression.

Kuang Yu didn't know what Yi Yan meant, and didn't dare to act rashly. The two of them didn't speak for a while, and stood in a deadlock.

Chunyu Qiang finally let out a long sigh of relief after Yi Yan appeared. Chunyu Qiang felt a sense of powerlessness when he faced Kuang Yu. He knew that he was no match for Kuyu Yu.

Taking advantage of the moment that Yi Yan had attracted Kuang Yu's attention, Chunyu Qiang immediately rushed in front of the Herba Fang Sect disciples who were in a state of panic. With a flurry of movements, he formed defensive restrictions one after another, temporarily blocking the crazy attacks of the Tianqian Sect disciples, in order to buy time for them to regroup.

He had already made up his mind. Kuang Yu could not afford to offend him, so he would leave him to Yi Yan to deal with. It would be better for him to lead his disciples and fight against the people from Tianqian Sect honestly.

After Pure Yuqiang had joined the group, the somewhat flustered disciples of the Herbal Mountain Sect gradually calmed down as if they had found their pillar.

Furthermore, as the other disciples continuously rushed to the palace to behead the star, the strength of their Herba Fang Sect gradually reached the level of their Tianqian Sect, and began to attack and defend.

After stabilizing the situation, Zuoqiu Han ordered the Herba Fang Sect disciples to counterattack at the Tianqian Sect while he asked Chunyu Qiang, "Senior Brother, what is going on with Spiritual Master Yi Yan and Old Bastard Kuang Yu? Why aren't the two of them fighting and are in a stalemate? "

Chunyu Qiang shook his head slightly. After looking in the direction of Yi Yan and Kuang Yu, he replied, "There's no need to lock this up. It's enough as long as Spiritual Master Yi Yan is able to stall Kuang Yu. Now, although our disciples suffered a slight loss in the initial ambush, we have ten Loose Immortals, but only five people with Tianqian Sect. Without Kuang Yu, the most powerful guy here, let's see how they can withstand our attack! Humph! Kuang Yu wants to eat us, but I still want him to steal a bunch of rice! "

After speaking, Chunyu Qiang soared into the air, controlled his own flying sword, and flew towards the Tianqian Sect camp that was getting closer and closer.

Zuoqiu Han was startled, and followed closely behind his senior brother.

Thus, the nearly eight thousand disciples, who were using Herba Fang Sect and Herba Fang Sect, began a chaotic battle to no end.

Kang Yu's immortal sense swept across the two sides, only to find that the Heavenly Gan Sect was at a disadvantage.

Although Kuang Qu could barely withstand Chunyu Qiang's attack, the other elders and ministers still suffered defeat. The other Loose Immortals, whose Herba Fang Sect were unstoppable, were even wantonly massacred in the midst of the Tianqian Sect crowd.

Then, he looked at Yi Yan who was staring at him intently. Finally, Kuang Yu could not help but speak out, "Yi Yan, Spiritual Master, do we have any grudges before?"

Yi Yan smiled and looked at Kuang Yu, who was getting more and more anxious. He replied slowly, "En, that was a long, long time ago. It seems that Great Clan Elder Kuang Yu is busy with things and I don't remember him. But don't worry, before your soul disappears, I will tell you! "

< p > "You!" "You're courting death!"

He had originally thought that since he had taken the initiative to lower his stance, Yi Yan would more or less give him some face, but unexpectedly, he received such an answer that almost ignored him. Under the stimulation of Yi Yan's teasing tone and his worry for the Tianqian Sect situation, Kuang Yu finally could not take it anymore and acted first.

Yi Yan's smile disappeared the moment Kuang Yu made his move. He expressionlessly watched as Kuang Yu's flying sword cut through the air and flew straight to his dantian at an extremely high speed. Yi Yan's face turned serious as he raised his Asura Spear.

The tip of his sword paused for a moment before suddenly changing its direction, diagonally darting into the empty space above.

As for Yi Yan, who had sent Kuang Yu's flying sword flying, he did not stop at all. The Asura Lance slid forward and Yi Yan's right hand held the spear tightly.

The moment the flying sword collided with the Asura Spear, Kuang Yu felt his heart tremble. He had a feeling that he was losing control of the flying sword.

Immediately after, a cold light flashed before Kuang Yu's eyes, the black spear tip of the Asura Lance seemed to be able to absorb all the light in the surroundings, and produced a "Hiss hiss" sound.

It was so fast that it seemed to arrive in front of him in the blink of an eye. The cold star on the tip of the spear was reflected deeply in Kuang Yu's eyes.

In the critical moment of danger, Kuang Yu's body explosively retreated, and at the same time, he leaned backwards, his right foot heavily kicking against the spear shaft of the Asura Lance. Using the recoil, he accelerated downwards, barely dodging Yi Yan's attack.

After escaping from the danger, Kuang Yu didn't care about the cold sweat on his forehead and back. Both of his hands quickly conjured an incantation, summoned the flying sword back to him, and fiercely thrusted it towards Yi Yan's back while he was still in the air.

From the terrifying speed of that spear strike just now, Kuang Yu knew that he absolutely could not give Yi Yan a chance to fully display his strength. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to dodge Yi Yan's continuous attacks, and die for sure.

In the past, Yi Yan had only killed with a single strike, but now that he had been dodged by Kuang Yu, he did not feel it strange. No matter what, Kuang Yu was still a Seven Calamity Rogue Immortal, and even if he was not an expert in close combat, he wouldn't be able to defeat with a single strike. Therefore, when the Asura Lance was kicked by Kuang Yu to slightly change its direction, Yi Yan was not surprised in the slightest.

When Kuang Yu saw that he had fallen into the attacking range of the Asura Lance again, at the same time that he was controlling the flying sword to descend even faster, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. He suddenly shifted horizontally, and fiercely crashed into the battlefield where the Tianqian Sect and Herba Fang Sect disciples were mixed together.

Along the way, all the people who blocked their path, regardless of whether they were Tianqian Sect disciples or Tianqian Sect disciples, were all smashed flying by Kuang Yu without exception. Even those who rushed over with bloodshot eyes, attempting to stop Yi Yan, were no exception.

After sending Zuo Qiuhan flying, Kuang Yu's hands didn't stop at all. He carried all the cultivators that passed by him in his palm and threw them behind him onto the Asura Spear.

Yi Yan never thought that Kuang Yu would use such a despicable method to dodge his attack. However, the pike in his hand did not stop at all, and as if a dragon was swimming, he continued to let out terrifying cries, as he brushed past the two sect disciples who were charging at him, and his speed was not any slower than Kuang Yu's.

Chunyu Qiang had noticed it the moment Kuang Yu crashed into the battlefield, he saw Zuoqiu Han being struck and flew over to catch him, and anxiously stuffed a Sesame Pellet into his mouth, and transferred the power of the Rogue Immortal into Zuoqiu Han's body to help him absorb the medicinal power.

However, he could only do this much in the face of the numerous Herba Fang Sect disciples who were sent flying by Kuang Yu or who were grabbed by him and thrown at Yi Yan.

No matter how fast he was, he couldn't catch so many disciples.

However, Chunyu Qiang's grief did not last for very long, because with Kuang Yu's and Yi Yan's speed, it did not take long for the two of them to pass through the battlefield filled with their disciples.

As he left the battlefield, just as Chunyu Qiang breathed a sigh of relief inwardly, a sly smile quietly surfaced at the corner of his mouth.

The reason why he smashed into the battlefield was obviously not only to delay Yi Yan's pursuit, nor was it to kill those ordinary Herba Fang Sect disciples who he thought could easily be killed with a flip of his hand.

In reality, Kuang Yu was waiting, waiting for his own flying sword to descend from the skies and land behind Yi Yan.

As he passed through the battlefield between the two sects, and once again arrived in the empty air, where the surroundings were, Kuang Yu's figure quickly retreated backwards. At the same time, his hands also quickly moved, and Spirit Arts gradually formed in front of him.

While the flying sword was behind Yi Yan, he had no choice but to block or evade, and in the moment of his distraction, he had used the Spirit Arts which he had mastered the strongest attack to attack Yi Yan from the front and back. Even if he could not kill Yi Yan on the spot, he would at least take half a life!

< p > Closer and closer!

Kuang Yu stared fixedly at the flying sword that was already within a foot of Yi Yan's back. He couldn't help but feel a wave of ecstasy in his heart: Could it be that I overestimated Yi Yan?

When he was chasing after him, he did not release any Immortal Consciousness to check his surroundings, to the point where he did not even notice the flying sword approaching him to such an extent?

It looked like this time, it would not only severely injure Yi Yan, but also severely injure him!

After a strike from an Inferior Grade Immortal Artifact, and after being struck by a Spirit Arts that was powerful enough to flatten a mountain, with a Rogue Immortal's weak body, I want to see how you, Yi Yan, can survive this!

Unfortunately, Kuang Yu was bound to be disappointed, because the development of the situation was not as he had imagined.

Just as Kuang Yu's flying sword was about to pierce into the Dantian from his back, Yi Yan's right hand suddenly pushed hard, causing the Asura Lance's tail to hit the flying sword from the side, sending it flying.

Then, before Kuang Yu could even regain his senses from his beautiful dream, Yi Yan heavily raised his left hand forward, and the tip of the spear that was coiled around Kuang Yu's right chest, which was pushed back with all his might, drew a beautiful arc. It was filled with specks of cold light, as it pierced through Kuang Yu's throat and came out from his head.

This position was exactly the same as the Geng Dian who was stabbed to death by Yi Yan all those years ago.

Yi Yan looked expressionlessly at Kang Yu, who was on the verge of losing his soul, and said coldly, "You are no different from the people who died under my spear. The only difference is that you have been able to hold on for a little longer.

He paused. Under Kuang Yu's doubtful, puzzled, and unbelievable eyes, a smile gradually blossomed on Yi Yan's face. "Oh right, old friend, I almost forgot to tell you that sixteen hundred years ago, my name was Ling Nan."

Kuang Yu's body suddenly trembled. He gathered his last bit of consciousness and stared straight at Yi Yan's mocking smile. His eyes suddenly widened, and the last emotion that leaked out from his eyes was called relief.

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