Chapter 590 Yang Yu's Palpitations

Chapter 590 Yang Yu’s heart palpitations...

Come!

After the moderate voice, there was red flame pouring out like a tide.

In the wind and snow, the Taoist raised his hand, and the invisible air current spread, as if the entire void was stirred by it, as if a strong wind was about to arise.

There was silence for a while inside and outside the northwest city.

Not far away, Taoist Yunni held his chest and lifted his back, his aura restrained, ready to go, with many talisman lights flickering around him.

Looking at the Taoist who slowly started to take action, he felt admiration and regret in his heart.

Perhaps, the Taoist of Zhenyan thirty years ago was also a martial arts expert who competed with the Black Mountain Old Demon, King Zhao of Xifu, Dali Imperial Master, and Sword God Mu Qingliu to be the best in the world.

But after all, he had less savings than the previous four people in the thirty years before the great change in the world, and he was severely damaged. He lost all his energy, energy, blood, and longevity, and also lost the Tao Fruit that his life depended on.

In such a situation, he still dared to stop the Black Mountain old demon who was about to retreat. Such magnanimity and courage really made him unable to move.

But, this is the old monster from Montenegro!

An unparalleled villain who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts and immortality, even if he has a single thought, he has no chance of winning...

"Brother Taoist's will is admirable, but why should we seek death..."

The old demon looked at it carefully, with a calm expression and regret:

"It's still too late to regret now..."

Buzz!

Before the strong wind suddenly rose, the mantra took one step forward.

Click!

With just one step, it seemed as if the backbone from the earth to the sky was crushed. Under everyone's gaze, the old man who was as thin as a dead branch suddenly became fuller.

The vigorous and majestic blood poured out, dyeing the omnipresent heavy snow red, and in an instant, it was like a blazing fire ignited.

"I am not afraid of death, so why should you be afraid of death..."

In the blazing fire, golden light appeared, as if a golden lotus appeared. It was the 'indestructible golden body' that Master Zhenyan had condensed to the extreme!

Boom!

Like a thunderclap, the mantra's palms were raised, and his full fingers shone like jade.

With just one pull, all the snow and red flames in the sky were extinguished. The eyes of many experts were dimmed, and they felt that the sky was suddenly pulled down.

The wind and snow disappeared, and the plain seemed to no longer exist. Instead, there was a deep, dark ocean.

Dark clouds covered the sky, lightning and thunder roared, and a big fish jumped up from the abyss, facing the wind and thunder in the sky, and transformed into a pair of wings!

In the heavy wind and snow, the sound waves echoed, desolate and lonely:

"This poor Taoist man has already become impatient..."

Boom!

The sky was shaken, strong winds blew, and the terrifying aura was everywhere, pressing in all directions like an overwhelming force. It was really like the mythical monster Kunpeng descending on the ocean, opening its mouth to swallow five hundred dragons.

"Sanshou against fate, Kunpeng Jue!"

The old demon stood in the wind and snow with his hands behind his hands, his expression calm and calm, until he saw this Sanshou gesture, his eyes started to change.

For the first time, there was solemnity.

"good!"

As soon as he said this word, his figure had disappeared from everyone's perception.

Instead, there was extremely intense light and heat!

The great sun is really strong!

Boom!

Like the sun falling into the deep sea!

Before the terrifying ripples spread, the terrifying light and heat seemed to completely ignite and boil the world!

"The dying body still has such power, which makes a certain family a little bit shaken. It's a pity..."

Amid the earth-shattering collision, a still calm voice echoed in everyone's ears and hearts:

"You're probably not good at distinguishing between life and death..."

…

…

boom!

In the wilderness, the goshawk flew across the wind and snow, Yang Yu stood on it, and Qianlong roared again.

"Yang prison!"

Amidst the heavy snowstorm, the dragon-shaped force rose into the sky, smashing the arrows as bright as meteors, and leaving long-lasting traces in the sky.

The raging air flow swept up large swaths of snow. Before it could fly, it was stirred up by the blood energy and burned into water vapor all over the sky.

"Little beast..."

Nie Longtian was extremely angry, and the exhaustion from his soul made his Bai Zhan mood waver.

The Martial Saint's will is in harmony with heaven and earth, and when there is almost no shortage of energy and Qi, Taoist Yunni's talismans help him.

Therefore, they chased him for seven days. Even if Yang Yu shot down the flying eagle, even though he was skilled in archery, he could not get rid of him at all.

But what shocked him and puzzled him was that the goshawk's physical strength seemed to be endless. It had been crossing for seven days without any signs of decline.

That's all. There are many exotic spiritual birds in the world, and perhaps that goshawk is one of them.

But what puzzled him was that the boy's black iron arrows seemed to be inexhaustible...

So much so, that one man and one bow actually suppressed the entire Flying Eagle Arrow Team and hundreds of archers!

How outrageous this is...

Phew!

In the distance, the flying eagle heard a cry, but before it could get close to Nie Longtian, it was pierced by an arrow.

At this point, the Flying Eagle and Arrow team that was encircling them were all thrown far behind the two of them, with no more support left.

"call!"

Thick smoke spread from Yang Yu's body. After chasing for seven days, he shot thousands of arrows. Even he felt extremely exhausted.

This is not only a drain on physical strength and energy, but also exhaustion from the soul.

"Nie Longtian..."

As he lowered his bow and arrow, Yang Yu felt his temples twitching, and his arms felt like they were being ripped apart by excessive force.

Involuntarily, he sat cross-legged and took some elixirs to restore his energy.

In the seven-day chase, he shot down almost 80% of the Eagle and Arrow team, and also tried to strangle Nie Longtian with a talisman formation.

However, several attempts were made without success.

But he was not too regretful. After all, he went out of the city partly to rescue Lin Daoren and mostly to lure Nie Longtian and a group of court masters away.

Prepare for Yu Jing to capture Xingli and Lizhou.

"The Martial Saint's will is in harmony with heaven and earth. Unless he fights to the death, there is almost no shortage of true energy... It is almost impossible for you to kill him."

Lin Daoren slowly opened his eyes, his expression calm, but the shock in his heart was actually quite big.

In fact, even if Yang Yu rescued him, he did not think that the two of them could escape the pursuit of Wu Sheng in their current state.

As a result, the arrows will eventually be used up, and without the bow and arrows, Yang Yu will not be able to threaten Nie Longtian at all.

Secondly, the goshawk's physical strength is limited.

No matter how great a bird is, it cannot fly in the sky forever.

However……

"It's difficult to kill him."

Yang Yu nodded and had to admit.

According to what Taoist Zhenyan and Taoist Sloppy said, Shidu and Wu Sheng can be considered to be at the same level, but there are huge differences between them.

Ninety percent of the strength of the Ten Capitals lies in the strength of their magical powers.

Just like Taoist Yunni, he holds the talisman book in his hand. If he is given enough time to prepare, even if he challenges Zhang Xuanba, King Zhao of Xifu, it will be possible.

But without preparation, he may not be stronger than Wang Muzhi.

Martial Saint is different again.

Any martial saint has reached the pinnacle of martial arts practice, and his skills in light kung fu, horizontal training, swordsmanship, fists and palms, and combat and killing are all top-notch in the world.

Over the past three thousand years, perhaps ten capitals have capsized in the sewers, but there has never been a record of the Martial Saint being attacked against him.

As powerful as Zhang Xuanba, the King of Zhao in the West Prefecture, he had no record of killing a Martial Saint before he became a Martial Saint.

But this does not mean that Wusheng is stronger than Shidu.

However, compared to martial arts, magical powers are ‘unreasonable’.

Just like the 'blood demon Taoist An' in the illusion of Wanxiang Mountain, his practice is far inferior to that of the sloppy Taoist. However, because of his strange magical powers, the latter cannot be killed even if he is ten times stronger.

Another example is Jiang Wu's 'Blowing Qi Magical Power'. If a warrior of the same level does not dodge and is sprayed by the two Qi, his soul will be destroyed immediately.

"To kill Nie Longtian, my current practice is not enough. But without the Eagle and Arrow Team, he can't even think of threatening me."

After calming down the boiling energy and blood in his body, Yang Yu reached out his hand to comfort Goshawk.

The goshawk whose fate has been changed is far superior to its kind in terms of muscles, bones, blood, and energy, but it is also unable to fly at high intensity for seven days and nights.

The reason for this is because he burns his destiny for blessing.

But seven days and seven nights has reached its limit.

boom!

While the two were talking to each other, they suddenly heard a roar and looked suddenly.

I saw Nie Longtian running and striding, riding the wind directly onto the mountain hundreds of feet high, and propelled by the burning blood energy, he jumped up dozens of feet again.

"kill!"

The murderous intent echoed across the sky.

As Nie Longtian's body passed by, all the air currents and winds within tens or hundreds of feet were aroused by his extremely surging palm power.

It transformed into a divine dragon-subduing palm and struck out from the air!

Still extremely fierce, still domineering and cruel, and still targeting the goshawk...

Phew!

The goshawk screamed, flapped its wings, and almost fell again.

Yang Yu reacted quickly, holding the long bow in his hand, Qianlong roared, and three arrows like shooting stars fell one after another, colliding with the terrifying palm power.

Above the long sky, large amounts of fire and debris exploded.

At the same time, Yang Yu turned over, held the goshawk's talons with one hand, and danced the Zhen Gang with the other hand, driving away all the aftermath of the palm power.

Even a wisp of the strength of the Martial Saint's palm is enough to tear apart black iron. Even if Goshawk has steel and iron bones, he can't bear it at all.

call!

Standing up again, Yang Yu stood on the back of an eagle, overlooking the sea of ​​clouds. In the wind and snow, Nie Longtian stood on the cliff, his face ugly, but he stopped chasing.

It seemed like I had finally given up.

"Hundreds of flying eagles, even with the imperial court's wealth, they won't be able to come again in a short time..."

At this moment, Lin Daoren breathed a sigh of relief.

"There won't be a next time."

Yang Yu managed to put down his bow and arrow.

Just as he was about to say something, his heart suddenly shook. He did not bother to talk to Taoist Lin. He concentrated his mind, endured the great fatigue, and forced himself into meditation.

Buzz~

The only place he could see, in the Cauldron of Gluttony, was a dim light rising and falling like a tidal wave, and ancient and broken Hades books kept rising and falling in it.

"Is it Xingli Erzhou?! No, Yu Jing can't move so fast. That's..."

As the thoughts flashed, Yang Yu felt his heart throbbing and couldn't help but open the book of hell.

Wow~

The dim light was like a tide, and the book of the underworld moved according to its will. In an instant, Yang Yu had already seen the source of his heartbeat.

That is……

Today I went to play with my wife, and I will continue to code. I will update the code today.