"Ding…killed important figure of Mount Song Sect, Zhao Sihai!”
" Reward: 100 Divine Sources."
Following Zhao Sihai's death, the system's mechanical voice suddenly sounded.
Hmm?
Killing Zhao Sihai was actually a God Source reward?
Yan Yulai's expression changed slightly. He could not help but look at the others in the rainy night.
The Mount Song Sect had sent more than thirty experts this time. They thought that victory was in their grasp, so they did not gang up on them. Instead, it was Great Yin Yang Hand Le Hou, White-headed Immortal Weng Bu Chen, and Zhao Sihai who made the first move.
" Zhao Sihai is dead?!"
Le Hou, who was suppressing Ning Zhongze, glanced at him from the corner of his eyes and couldn't help but turn pale with fright.
He knew Zhao Sihai's strength. If he wanted to defeat a second-rate expert in the martial arts world, he would need to spend 20 moves.
However, Yan Yulai actually killed Zhao Sihai in one move.
This…
The Great Yin Yang Hand was thick and distracted.
Ning Zhongze, who had been suppressed, found a flaw.
Yin!
The sword light shook.
"Three Green Peaks of Taiyue!"
The sword light was bright and filled with whistling sounds.
Each sword was faster and stronger than the last!
"Not good!"
Le Hou's pupils shrank. Without any hesitation, he withdrew his palm and retreated.
His robes fluttered wildly in the wind.
Puff!
Ning Zhongze's sword was fast and ruthless. It cut through the tip of his nose. The sharp sword light directly cut Le Hou's bamboo hat in half.
Le Hou retreated a hundred feet and raised his hand to look at the bamboo hat fragment in his hand.
Then, his eyes fell on the white figure who had already charged into the crowd, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
" First-class expert?!"
The information was wrong!
Wasn't Yan Yulai a second-rate martial artist?
How did he suddenly become a first-rate expert?!
……
Yan Yulai had already killed his way into the crowd, and his sword light soared.
A biting cold killing intent instantly filled the entire place.
The Divine Sword Technique, coupled with Qinggong, allowed him to advance and retreat calmly in the crowd. Wherever the sword light passed, there would always be people who died!
Very quickly.
Only three of the thirty men in black remained.
"Damn it!"
The white-haired old man Bu Chen finally reacted. He saw that of the thirty experts they had brought, only four were left.
He couldn't help but pounce over!
"Die!"
The sword was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed.
The sword light filled the sky and tore through the sky. It was extremely powerful.
He was furious and attacked with 120% of his strength.
……
However!
Facing the sword light of the white-haired old man.
Yan Yulai used Violet Cloud Divine Art to activate Divine Sword Technique!
"Clang!"
An extremely powerful force appeared.
The rusty longsword actually cut the refined iron longsword in half!
The white-haired old man Bu Chen retreated like a bolt of lightning!
He was too strong!
He had never heard of the other party's methods.
" Fine steel iron sword. The material is not bad!"
"Unfortunately, your swordsmanship is too difficult. You don't deserve it!”
A clear voice rang out as Yan Yulai stomped on the ground.
"Bang!"
His profound cultivation directly caused a ten-foot radius to collapse, and gravel and soil flew everywhere.
His body flashed past and appeared in front of the white-haired Bo Chen.
Yin!
A crisp sword hum sounded, different from the previous one.
At this moment, purple light flashed. The sword technique was extremely gentle, like a wisp of smoke. The rusty iron sword was actually extremely soft.
It was fast, mysterious, and directly pierced into the heart of the white-haired old man, and the sword qi shattered!
"This…"
"What sword technique is this…"
The white-haired Bu Chen's body froze, his eyes wide open in disbelief.
"Divine Sword Technique!"
With a light laugh, Yan Yulai retrieved his long sword from Bu Chen's body. Then, he shook his white robe as if he had done something trivial. He looked at Yue Hou, the Yin Yang Hand.
……
At this moment, the Yin Yang Hand was entangled by Ning Zhongze.
He could already see everything that had happened.
"Ah!"
With a strange cry, his shoulder was hit by Ning Zhongze's sword.
The Great Yinyang Hand Le Hou retreated and ran without looking back.
He had been killed until he lost all his courage.
He did not dare to stay any longer, leaving the remaining four behind and fleeing for his life!
Originally, according to the estimated intelligence.
The three of them, together with over thirty experts from Mount Song Sect, could send Yan Yulai and Ning Zhongze to hell.
However, the truth was out of his expectations!
Yan Yulai was a huge variable. Not only was he not a second-rate expert, but his swordsmanship was also superb.
Is this the Huashan Sword Style?
Yue Hou of the Great Yinyang Hand knew the Huashan Sword Style like the back of his hand. He had never seen a sword style that could be so firm, fierce, and light.
Little did he know that Yan Yulai had gained ten years 'worth of cultivation and had also mastered the entry-level Divine Sword Technique. These were Yan Nantian's memories and experiences. Naturally, his understanding of the Tao of the sword had improved.
Their strengths were also very different.
……
"He ran away?"
Yan Yulai was slightly stunned. He had just killed the White-Headed Bully Head, but the joy from the system's reward had disappeared.
If Great Yin Yang Hand Le Hou ran away, it meant that the reward was gone.
A hundred yuan was gone!
"He ran faster than a rabbit!"
"Looks like I have to strengthen my qinggong!”
Now, he realized that although his swordsmanship was powerful, his lightness skill was his shortcoming!
So what if she ran away?
Yan Yulai couldn't be bothered to care about the other four men in black, but his gaze fell on Ning Zhongze.
"Senior Sister, are you hurt?" he asked with concern.”
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