Chapter 12 Dispute gradually arises against Taiyi
The people who were fighting for the spiritual treasures looked at Yang Yi's actions and all looked disdainful, all of whom felt ridiculous. A mere Golden Immortal dared to compete with them. It was really a ignorant and fearless person.
The Qingjiao Demon was also stunned. Then his mouth curled up, looked at Yang Yi playfully and said:
"It's really amazing. You, a golden immortal cultivator, dare to collect spiritual treasures in front of me and others. You are such a great courage. Give you a chance and hand over the spiritual treasures obediently. I and my fellow Taoists may not say that the great kindness will give you a life."
Yang Yi looked at the person who spoke, and he could not believe a word of what he said. He held the hilt in his right hand tightly, slowly drew the knife, and spoke with a sneer:
"Does the waste talk nonsense, are you expecting to say a few words and I will be obediently? Childish!"
"What?" The Qingjiao Demon couldn't believe what he heard. The other Taiyi Jinxian was also shocked by Yang Yi's words. You should know that the world of prehistoric relies on strength to speak. If your fists are big enough, others will be convinced and afraid of you. In the past, when you meet a cultivator with a low level, you will be careful when you see them, for fear of angering them and causing disasters. Today, I actually met a person who is so arrogant.
When the monks next to him saw the Qingjiao Demon being defeated, they laughed gloatingly, and someone even said:
"Haha, Qingjiao, you have today too, haha, I'm so laughing to death."
"Yes, ha~, this little monk is saying too much, you just talk too much nonsense, ha~"
"Bad guy, haha~~"
Laughing one after another, the green dragon demon's face turned ashen and the blue veins burst out. He was actually covered with face by a person who was lower than his level. A sense of humiliation came to his heart. He shouted loudly and raised his hand to beat Yang Yi.
"Go to death for me, miscellaneous!"
Looking at Qing Jiao attacking him, Yang Yi was in a stable mood. He was about to test his current strength. He was not afraid of war, so he met with a knife in one hand.
~Bang~, a collision sounded, and Yang Yi's body flew backwards, retreating for ten miles, his face was a little pale, and blood was flowing out of the corners of his mouth, but Yang Yi's eyes were bright; on the other hand, the Qingjiao Demon had not retreated, but there was a blood mark on his palm.
Looking at the wound on his hand, the Qingjiao Demon's face turned from blue to black. He didn't expect that an ant he thought could be destroyed by his backhand could hurt him. This was simply a shame. Today he must eradicate Yang Yi to eliminate the shame in his heart.
The Taiyi Jinxian, who were watching, saw the current situation, put away the disdain on his face and looked at Yang Yilai seriously.
"Qingjiao Demon, stop holding back, quickly eliminate this ant, and we will decide the ownership of the spiritual treasure. I have no time to waste here." A monk said.
"Boy, I didn't realize that you are good at strength. No wonder I have the courage to stand in front of me and draw my sword. Next, I will not be able to keep my efforts. If I kill you, I will have some serious business." Qing Jiao shook his injured hand and said.
"It's really right to say that you talk too much nonsense. Let's talk big when you kill me!"
"Bastard, I will definitely pull your teeth all over my mouth later. It depends on how hard you are!"
Yang Yi stopped replying. He gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, raised the knife above his head, his magic power fluctuated violently, his eyes slowly opened wide, and then he swung the knife hard, "A thousand waves of crescent moon~~", and saw a huge crescent-shaped sword energy attacking the Qing Jiao, which was fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the Qing Jiao.
Qing Jiao felt this attack that had reached his body and did not dare to be careless. He felt incredible. This was not an attack that ordinary golden immortals could produce. The power was about to reach the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal. Although it was a little less than that, it was not far from that; so he had to do his best, because his realm had just reached the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal.
Qing Jiao used his magic power, and a dragon swung his tail and then used it to fight against the sword. The last two moves disappeared. The Qing Jiao Demon did not give Yang Yi a chance to swing his sword again, and then he rushed out with one move. Yang Yi used his footwork to avoid this move, and then swung his sword again.
"Three thousand waves of crescent moon~"
Yang Yi also struggled to use this trick. Not only did he consume most of his magic power, but cracks appeared on his body. This was a damage caused by excessive force. It would be cured after being repaired for a while in seclusion, but the premise was that he could leave.
The Qingjiao Demon was sweating on his forehead and his pupils contracted. He felt a little regretful. Why did he provoke such a pervert? The power of this move reached the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal. If he couldn't escape, he would be injured, which would affect the snatch of Lingbao later.
He had no time to hesitate. The crescent eyes made of sword energy were about to hit him. As soon as he gritted his teeth, a tower-like mark appeared between his eyebrows, covering him in the tower. After a loud bang, the sword energy dissipated and the pagoda mark became much darker.
The Qingjiao Demon breathed a sigh of relief, but his face immediately became gloomy and could drip out of water. This mark was used by the elders of the clan to save his life. It could withstand three full-strength attacks from the peak Taiyi Golden Immortal monk. He originally wanted to keep it as a backup, but he didn't expect to use it once against a Golden Immortal monk here.
He hated Yang Yi very much now, and vowed to tear him apart and collect the pagoda mark. He roared and his right arm began to change. With the transmission of magic power, a dragon claw stretched out, and then became stronger in the wind and covered Yang Yi, wanting to slap him into flesh paste with his palm.
Yang Yi's face was not good at this time. After all, his cultivation was still Golden Immortal, and he was still a small realm away from Taiyi Realm. Since fighting with the Qingjiao Demon, his magic power has gradually dried up. If he doesn't find a way to leave, he may have life worries. The reason why he stayed to fight the enemy was that he wanted to verify his cultivation strength, and the other was that he had Xiaoyaoyou's body skills. If he couldn't beat it, he would find an opportunity to run away and few people could catch up with him.
But it’s not easy to leave now. Not to mention the hatred of him, even the Taiyi people watching next to him would not let him go. Looking at the claws getting closer and closer to him, Yang Yi made a decision. He only saw him stretching out his left hand and a spiritual treasure appeared in his hand, which was the one that everyone on the other side had just scrambled for.
Yang Yi simply sensed it and it was now a defensive spiritual treasure. It was a flawless jade robe for the top-grade innate spiritual treasure. It was quite suitable for Yang Yi, but now he had to use it to attract trouble. After making a decision, he no longer hesitated and threw the treasure out with force. The direction was exactly the people watching.
The Qingjiao Demon showed Yang Yi's movements early in the morning, and his teeth were tightly clenched. Although he knew what Yang Yi did, he had to follow Yang Yi's ideas. After all, a top-grade spiritual treasure is still a defensive nature, which is very rare. If you miss it, you may not have such an opportunity again. So he abandoned Yang Yi and grabbed the spiritual treasure at the dragon's claws. The bystanders who watched the spiritual treasure flying towards him naturally could not remain indifferent. A new round of competition was carried out again.
Yang Yi saw that his plan was successful, no longer hesitated, used his Xiaoyaoyou technique, and left the battlefield in a blink of an eye. But he didn't know that he had been tampered with by the Qingjiao Demon in the fight just now, leaving his unique mark.
Looking at Yang Yi who had left here, the Qingjiao demon's eyes showed fierce light, and smiled coldly, saying, "Wait and see, I won't let you go so easily." Then he joined the battlefield of Zhengbao.
Chapter completed!