"This is this?" Yang Jungui was surprised and searched for the source of the strange fluctuations in his body.
He looked at a ball of azure light inside his body. The ball of light was no bigger than a baby's fist, but it exuded a fierce energy.
That is the edge of the idea of "going forward indomitably and living towards death".
Senior Duanjian's voice had a rare and imperceptible fluctuation: "I didn't expect that you, the boy, could cultivate the 'sword courage' through this. Now you have truly embarked on the path of sword cultivation."
"Condensing sword courage will not increase your strength much.
But when you are really facing the enemy, you can give up life and death and fight with your life to seize the slim chance of life. "
"Not only that, if you face that powerful and invincible person in the future, you will also have the courage to use your sword."
"And if you develop sword courage, your future sword cultivation path will be much smoother."
"Oh, let's see if I can win that glimmer of hope this time."
Yang Jungui sneered and looked up, his eyes filled with cold lightning.
The bronze grimace mask has been removed from his face.
The originally delicate face had become sharp and angular after this period of fighting, with murderous aura and evil aura lingering between his brows, and his whole person had become much colder and sterner.
"Let me see how many people are waiting for me ahead."
Yang Jungui whispered, then turned to look at the golden-eyed blue-feathered eagle beside him, and patted its wings: "You have done your best this whole journey."
"Okay, my previous promise is valid, and you are free from now on!"
Violent!
The blue-feathered eagle neighed, and its cry was somewhat reluctant.
If it were said that he had to surrender due to Yang Jungui's lust before.
Then, after witnessing the fighting and transformation along the way, and coming out of the ordeal of blood and fire, it was completely impressed by the talent and style of this powerful human boy.
What's more, although it carries a burden all the way, it is not without rewards.
Whether it was the blood of the Thunder Falcon or the various demon pills he took later, his bloodline and strength had been greatly improved.
But it also knows that it won't be able to do anything next.
call!
The green-feathered eagle flapped its wings and stirred up a violent gust of wind, soaring and flying away.
The strong wind blew Yang Jungui's hair. He looked back at the disappearing green bird of prey, turned around and walked towards the "Suppression City".
His steps didn't look big, but each step easily covered a distance of two to three feet.
Even though he could see the hazy shadow of Zhensu City from a distance, it took him half an hour before he actually walked into the city gate.
Yang Jungui's whole body's energy was adjusted to its peak state, and his whole body was like an unsheathed sword, exuding an invisible edge.
He stepped directly into the city gate without pausing.
Inside the city.
There are dark clouds gathering in mid-air.
There seemed to be an invisible pressure in the air, making people feel a little dull.
There seemed to be many eyes around him scanning his figure.
Yang Jungui's expression remained unchanged, and he walked slowly and unhurriedly on the streets of the city.
After a while, he stopped and looked at the familiar, even impressive figures opposite.
"Okay, you're all here."
Not far ahead, in addition to the people from Jianmen, there were many people meeting again after a long absence.
Pei Wenhui of Leixiao Pavilion, Yin Likuang of Blood Demon Sect, Fang Zhilan of Chilian Sect...
"What?" Yang Jungui narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Wasn't the defeat last time bad enough?"
Perhaps it was due to the killings along the way, or perhaps due to the influence of the demonic nature, even he himself did not notice that his character had changed unknowingly.
"Hmph!" Yin Likuang's face was gloomy and he couldn't help but said angrily: "I admit that I was a little behind you when we lost last time, but that's not necessarily the case now?"
Yang Jungui felt the expanding Qi around him, and suddenly understood: "It turns out that you have broken through to the Qi Sea realm, but is this your confidence?"
"Then do you know my current strength?"
"I know you killed more than one Tianshan realm warrior."
Pei Wenhui's eyes burned brightly, and his fighting spirit rose: "But he is just a second- or third-rate early Tianshan realm warrior."
"When they were in the Qi Sea Realm, they only opened four or five springs. They didn't have powerful techniques, let alone powerful tactics."
"We can still deal with such Tianshan realm warriors today."
Fang Zhilan's face was calm, but it was not difficult to see the eagerness to try in her eyes.
After losing last time, as a proud generation, how could these people be willing to accept it?
They are so talented that a temporary failure is nothing.
As one of the top sects, one of the top disciples in the sect was defeated at the hands of a fugitive disciple from the Jianmen Sect, so naturally he had to find ways to get it back.
Now their strength can be said to have greatly improved.
"Hahaha!" Yang Jungui laughed wildly: "You may have had the strength to fight with me before, but now you are unable to stand up to me."
"Why are you so arrogant?"
"You are being too arrogant."
Yin Likuang and Pei Wenhui were furious, and Fang Zhilan's eyes became even sharper.
Yang Jungui said in a cold voice: "I don't have any challenges here today, there are just people who stand in the way."
"And whoever stands in my way - die!"
An icy sound pierced the sky, accompanied by a rumble in the sky.
"Someone will indeed die today, but that person can only be you."
"Today this city will be your burial place." Yin Likuang said gloomily and took action fiercely.
As soon as he came up, he exerted all his strength, and there seemed to be a ghost crying sound between his palms. It was a set of the best palm techniques of the Blood Demon Sect - "Seven Apertures Blood Palm".
This set of palm techniques has four styles in total - Dark Eclipse, Devil's Cry, Black Lotus, and Seven Apertures Blood Ming.
Now it is the second form, which is comparable to the power of top-grade palm techniques.
This is exactly the killing move he prepared in addition to improving his cultivation.
In addition, he also used a newly obtained low-grade mysterious weapon [the extremely evil blood wheel].
Yang Jungui looked indifferent, raised his hand and punched away. The silver-white fist of Tiangang Fist bloomed and extinguished in the blink of an eye.
The strong wind is like a sonic boom.
between two consecutive times.
Yin Likuang's figure flew backwards violently.
[Zhiji evil blood wheel] was firmly grasped in his hand.
"This weapon is good, so I will accept it."
"How is that possible?" Pei Wenhui was shocked, but his reaction was not slow.
A palm containing electric arcs suddenly appeared, and the electric arcs flashed in a dazzling way.
Pei Wenhui did not choose to practice the highest level of tactics, but instead practiced a top-grade "Lightning Chaser". His hands can chase wind and lightning, and the power is not weak.
Fang Zhilan, who was on the side, also attacked. She was fully equipped with Qi Sea Realm, and her moves were no weaker than those of top-grade tactics.
"I said, this time, the gap between you and me will only be wider."
Yang Jungui struck out with a diamond hammer, and the golden fist became a crushing force.
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