Although he is not a monk, a warrior can also judge the opponent's realm by sensing the strength of spiritual power. In just one breath, Zhao Yang has already detected the realm of everyone on the other side.
Four are at the sixth level of Qi training, one is at the eighth level of Qi training, and one is at the Dzogchen level of Qi training.
The sixth level of Qi training is equivalent to a grandmaster. In other words, the six people on the opposite side are just four grandmasters plus a peak grandmaster and a peak grandmaster.
On his side, there are a total of twenty people, twenty grandmasters, and with the strength of his mid-term grandmaster, Zhao Yang thinks that he can still give it a try.
Immediately, Zhao Yang ignored the lean man's provocation and said directly to the people behind him: "This is the first time you face a cultivator, don't hold back."
The lean man suddenly sneered with disdain when he saw Zhao Yang ignoring him and threatening to fight them.
"You really don't overestimate your abilities. Mortals are just mortals, and those who practice martial arts are just mortals."
After Zhao Yang heard this, a ferocious look flashed on his face.
"Yeah?"
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yang gathered all his strength on his legs, and then his body suddenly exploded. Less than ten meters away, Zhao Yang was in front of the lean man in an instant.
At the same time, Zhao Yang's right hand turned into a claw, and he had already grabbed the lean man's neck before he could react.
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The terrifying power belonging to the middle stage of the Grand Master poured into the lean man's neck in an instant. Before the lean man could show any obvious expression, the lean man's neck had already been strangled by Zhao Yang.
With another flash, Zhao Yang directly picked up the lean man's neck and returned to the original place, then threw him to the ground and severely stepped on the lean man's head with his feet.
The lean man was lying on the ground, his consciousness was beginning to become unclear, and his whole body was twitching involuntarily.
Zhao Yang watched expressionlessly, then casually pulled out a long knife from his back, and then slashed the lean man's neck.
The lean man's head immediately rolled away. You can see from the expression on the head's face that the lean man stared, unable to believe that he was dead like this.
After finishing the slash, Zhao Yang shook his head.
"Cultivators seem to be nothing more than this."
The five people on the opposite side were all still in a daze. Zhao Yang's teleportation speed and diamond-like power made them feel a little unreal.
There were three other people with the same cultivation level as the lean man. These three people thought that if Zhao Yang had caught them just now, they would hardly be able to react.
Subconsciously, several people stood up from the table, and then involuntarily took a few steps back.
The gloomy man who was practicing Qi Dzogchen also changed his face one after another, seeming to be thinking about countermeasures.
"You are just mortal warriors, how can you have such terrifying speed? It is almost the same as the foundation-building monks."
"Yes, what kind of monsters are you."
Zhao Yang sneered.
"monster?"
"You don't need to know."
After saying that, Zhao Yang ordered the Longmen disciples behind him:
"Come together, of these five people, just leave one alive."
Twenty people simultaneously burst into earth-shattering replies, and then their aura that had been raised to the extreme exploded. Each one of them turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the five Changhe Sect disciples from all directions.
Zhao Yang knew that cultivators were actually not that easy to kill.
The greatest advantage of a warrior is physical strength and speed. Once a cultivator starts to use various magical powers and spells, the warrior will not be able to take advantage at all. Therefore, the battle must be resolved quickly.
As the strongest person in the team, Zhao Yang naturally faced off against the gloomy man who had perfected his Qi practice.
One punch, two punches, three punches, four punches!
Every punch hit the gloomy man's body-protecting aura.
Although the protective aura had not broken yet, a terrifying force came out every time, forcing the gloomy man to retreat. The attack was like a violent storm, leaving the gloomy man almost unable to fight back.
As soon as Zhao Yang started to attack, he was already prepared to die, so he had no scruples at all and just fought to death.
After dozens of consecutive punches, the gloomy man's body-protecting aura finally shattered in a flash.
And Zhao Yang also knew that the opportunity had come.
Without any hesitation, almost as a conditioned reflex, Zhao Yang was like a fierce tiger. His left hand grabbed the gloomy man's shoulder like lightning, and his right hand turned into a claw and instantly grabbed the gloomy man's head.
The five fingers were like steel bars, with a swirling and explosive energy, inserted straight into the gloomy man's head.
The indescribable pain made the gloomy man instantly feel the breath of death. Between life and death, the gloomy man let out a low roar, gathered all his spiritual energy into his palms, and slapped Zhao Yang hard on the chest.
Zhao Yang was directly shot and flew away, but before flying out, Zhao Yang's right claw had already grabbed half of the gloomy man's head.
The gloomy man was already scared at this moment. After swatting Zhao Yang away, he turned around and wanted to escape.
But how could Zhao Yang give him this chance? As soon as he landed, he rushed behind the gloomy man with a lightning-fast shot, and the gloomy man could only be forced to fight again.
The fight among the others was not so fierce. Twenty grandmasters swarmed forward and punched almost every one of them. Three disciples at the sixth level of Qi training were already lying on the ground.
There is also a disciple at the eighth level of Qi training who is also unable to defeat four hands with two fists.
In addition, the speed of the Longmen disciples was too fast, and they could not lock the target of the spell.
Before long, these four people were already corpses.
Immediately afterwards, these twenty people, together with Zhao Yang, surrounded the gloomy man who was practicing Qi Perfection. The gloomy man swallowed involuntarily when he saw that he was surrounded.
In just a short time, five of the six of them were already dead.
He couldn't figure out a question.
Can a warrior possess such speed and strength?
At this moment, his eyes changed rapidly, seeing that he had almost no chance of survival, and then he lost all his energy and said as if he had accepted his fate:
"I only have one question. Answer it and I'll leave it at your disposal."
Seeing that the gloomy man's face had lost all fighting spirit, Zhao Yang raised his eyebrows and said directly:
"Say it, no tricks."
The gloomy man ignored Zhao Yang, glanced at everyone and said:
"What sect can cultivate warriors as strong as you?"
Hearing this, before Zhao Yang could speak, Xiaoliu beside him sneered and said:
"If you still want to find out our details, just dream about it."
After saying that, Xiao Liu looked at Zhao Yang again and said:
"Brother Yang, let me destroy him."
Zhao Yang shook his head.
"Although he is seriously injured now, he is still a perfect Qi practitioner after all. Let's do it together."
After saying that, everyone was ready to rush forward.
