Nightwatcher

Vajra magic is a secret technique unique to Buddhism, how could the leader learn it? If he had practiced Vajra Divine Art, then the problem would be bigger. This feels a little familiar.

Could it be? The mature and prudent Yang Cuixue was moved in her heart, showing an excited face, and said:

"Leader, is this Xu Yinluo's blood essence?"

Straightforward.

Cao Qingyang tore off the torn robe, stood up in front of the stone gate, twisted his neck slowly, and said:

"It's his blood."

The blood essence of a third-grade warrior can be regarded as a diluted version of blood pills, and the maintenance time depends on the cultivation level of the blood essence provider. .

But even if it is a diluted version of the blood pill, it is not something that an ordinary fourth-rank martial artist can bear. Only half-step third-rank like Cao Qingyang, whose body cells have begun to metamorphose, and whose vitality gradually transcends mortals, can withstand the impact of blood essence.

An ordinary fourth-rank martial artist, even a peak fourth-rank martial artist, would collapse and die if he took a drop of the blood essence of a third-rank martial artist.

Some people showed expressions of "it really is so", while others suddenly realized and were genuinely ecstatic because of the three words "Xu Yinluo".

"Hahaha"

Fu Jingmen was overjoyed, and bumped his fists hard, saying:

"Finally, I can fight back, grandma, I'm holding my breath so hard that my lungs are about to explode."

Yang Cuixue, Xiao Yuenu, Dai Zong and the others also showed smiles in relief.

No one said anything before, but in fact everyone wanted to ask:

Why hasn't the helper come yet?

It is very difficult for the Martial Arts League to compete against a strong man in the Transcendent Realm when the old leader cannot retreat, so they are always in a state of anxiety and have no idea.

But now, they really saw Xu Yinluo's attack, and saw that he had long been in contact with the leader, so they finally let go of their high hearts and saw hope.

Liu Hongmian, Qihuan Danxiang and Baihu, when they heard the word "Xu Yinluo", they instinctively felt scared and their faces were a little ugly.

The monks Jing Yuan and Jing Xin looked at each other with incomparable dignity.

Especially the latter, his face twitched slightly, and he couldn't help clasping his hands together to calm down the anger in his heart.

Hey, they seem to be particularly afraid of Xu Yinluo. Xiao Yuenu, who is as careful as a hair, is keenly aware of this phenomenon.

Including junior sister Liu Hongmian, the reaction of these people to Xu Yinluo gave people the feeling that they had suffered a big loss in Xu Yinluo's hands.

Although she was extremely curious in her heart, it was impossible for her to ask this question, so she collected herself and turned her attention to Cao Qingyang.

At this time, Cao Qingyang's condition has stabilized.

The aura is at the level of the first entry to the third rank, and it seems that there is not much difference with Canglong Qisu, or even slightly worse.

The feeling of the third grade is really good. Cao Qingyang clenched his fists, his calm and concise eyes flashed with fighting spirit.

He raised his hand.

Yang Cuixue and the others understood, quickly backed away, and evacuated to a distance.

This is no longer a battlefield they can step into.

With a tacit understanding, Liu Hongmian and the others also retreated quickly, in the opposite direction to the fourth ranks of the Wulin League.

One east and one west, facing each other far away, with Cao Qingyang and Canglong Qisu in the middle.

"Cao Qingyang was able to absorb the blood essence of a third-rank martial artist and step into the extraordinary realm for a short time. This is the unique background of a half-step third-rank powerhouse."

On the Yufengzhou, Ji Xuan looked down at this scene, and listened to King Kong's explanation, and he was stunned.

When Cao Qingyang burst into the breath of the third rank, he was really taken aback, the distance was too far to hear the conversation below, he once thought that Cao Qingyang made a breakthrough and was promoted to the third rank.

"The Wulin League is the same age as Guo, but for hundreds of years, there has never been a Transcendent. Cao Qingyang's talent is enviable."

With a sigh of emotion, Ji Xuan looked at the tall and burly man with a dark golden complexion beside him, and asked:

"Vajra of Difficulty, is this the reason why your skin and blood have turned golden?"

He asked this abruptly, but King Kong Duan understood what he meant, nodded and said:

"Practice the Vajra Divine Art, and after being promoted to Transcendence, the blood essence will have the power of the Vajra Divine Art, and the skin color and blood will turn golden. Cao Qingyang has absorbed Xu Qi'an's blood essence, so it is equivalent to possessing the power of the Vajra Divine Art for a short time."

At this time, Dongfang Wanrong suddenly said:

"The teacher said that there is something wrong with the terrain of Mount Quanrong."

Cao Qingyang leaned over slightly, and after accumulating power for a short time, he rammed into Canglong Qisu in the posture of a bull rushing.

The eight cloaked men spread out, deliberately opened a hole to let Cao Qingyang crash into the camp, and then "closed" to surround him inside.

Chi Chi Chi. The eight long knives condensed the saber energy and exuded scorching heat. They slashed at Cao Qingyang's chest, head, back and other places at the same time, making the sharp sound of gold and stone colliding.

Cao Qingyang's expression remained unchanged, he stretched out his right hand shrouded in light golden light, and grabbed the nearest cloaked man.

The aura of the cloaked man suddenly rose, and he slapped Cao Qingyang without fear.

Unexpectedly, Cao Qingyang stopped halfway, and his real target was the cloaked man who was attacking behind him with a knife.

The air movement among the eight cloaked men was like breathing. When it rose and fell, the breath of the cloaked man who wanted to confront Cao Qingyang fell, while the breath of the cloaked man whom he regarded as his real target rose sharply.

boom!

The two palmed each other, and they were evenly divided.

But at this moment, Cao Qingyang was cut in different places by seven knives at the same time.

As a result, Cao Qingyang fell into a bitter fight, and the battle between warriors seemed destined to be unable to decide the winner in a short time.

"The power between them can flow endlessly, and there is no stagnation between them. This also means that no matter which one I take as my target, he can be a third-rank.

"And when I fight against the "Three Grades", the other seven will cooperate to attack and wear down my defense

"Unless I can control the two cloaked men at the same time and force them to choose one of the two, it is possible to crack this combination attack formation, but the eight people cooperate with each other tacitly, and it is impossible to give me such a chance.

"Xu Qi'an's blood essence only lasts for a quarter of an hour. If I can't solve them within this time, I will definitely lose."

While Cao Qingyang faced the enemy calmly, his thoughts changed.

The four ranks of the two camps watched the battle with bated breath and concentrated.

Jing Xin Jing Yuan and the others, because they knew that the time limit for the third-grade blood essence was not long, and there were two Vajras behind them, supported by a Rain Master, they were more relaxed in their minds.

And Yang Cuixue, Fu Jingmen, the fourth ranks of the Wulin League, are more nervous emotionally.

If League Leader Cao cannot defeat the eight cloaked men before their cultivation levels drop, then they can only place their hopes on Xu Qi'an.

In the encirclement, Cao Qingyang glanced at the man in the cloak on the left, pretended to attack, and when the opponent was parrying, he changed his target halfway and threw himself at Canglong.

"laugh!"

Canglong's disdainful sneer came from inside the cloak, his aura rose sharply immediately, and he slashed at Cao Qingyang.

During the process, the seven companions swung their blades and attacked the enemy in a tacit cooperation.

when!

Eight sharp sabers slashed at Cao Qingyang's body, but Canglong was stunned for a moment, surprised that Cao didn't hide.

Boom!

Almost at the same time, Cao Qingyang's fist landed on his chest.

bang bang!

Another two punches, and between these two punches, Cao Qingyang suffered more cuts.

Canglong frowned, retreated quickly, and summoned seven companions to fill his position.

"return."

Cao Qingyang opened his right palm, and the air mechanism turned into a vortex, sucking the blue dragon back.

Canglong, who was forced to return, angrily gave Cao Qingyang a set of combined punches. In terms of fighting skills alone, he is also a martial artist who does not lose to Cao Qingyang.

but

"Your flaw is a magic weapon."

Cao Qingyang remained calm and spoke slowly:

"The Magical Artifact has made you all, but the success is the Magical Artifact, and the failure is also the Magical Artifact. As long as I destroy it, your combined attack formation will be broken.

"And it's not difficult, because you who are not third-rank warriors are far worse than me in defense. Only peerless magic weapons can be stronger than third-rank warriors."

But Kyushu is so big that no single force can come up with eight peerless magic weapons.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Cao Qingyang's fist burst out, and there were crisp explosions one after another, like shells exploding one after another, hitting Canglong's chest one after another with heavy punches.

Canglong tried his best to fight back. In terms of visual effects alone, it was actually eight people who were slashing at Cao Qingyang with knives.

But as Cao Qingyang said, the physical defense between the two sides is not at the same level.

He who has absorbed Xu Qi'an's blood essence is a genuine third-rank, and he has the Vajra magic as a defense.

And Canglong Qisu neither has the regeneration ability of the third rank, nor the invincible physical body of the third rank martial artist.

Dang Dang Dang.

A round of air waves exploded in Canglong's chest, and suddenly, in a metal twisting sound that made people's teeth ache, the breath of the eight cloaked men suddenly weakened.

The cloak was torn, revealing Canglong's armor-covered body.

The armor is engraved with esoteric and obscure formation patterns, and the dark material looks like a metal extracted through alchemy, and its quality is far superior to that of ordinary iron.

At this time, the armor was dented in a large area, and the patterns were severely damaged.

when!

Cao Qingyang punched, and as the air wave spread, Canglong was sent flying out, and hit the stone gate heavily, the cliff wall was shaken with a "boom", and the gravel rolled down.

"Ho Ho."

Canglong made an unconscious sound, and blood flowed from the armor on his chest.

His head hidden in the hood moved, as if he wanted to raise his head, but soon calmed down, and the vitality dissipated.

Cao Qingyang clenched his right fist violently.

Bang bang bang. Amidst the sound of bones breaking, blood mist exploded from the chests of the seven cloaked men, tearing their hearts apart.

Without the blessing of the magic weapon, they are weak and vulnerable in front of third-rank martial arts.

Won!

Leader Cao killed the third-rank enemy!

On the side of the Martial Arts League, there was a short burst of cheers, but they quickly calmed down. The gang leaders and sect masters were all respectable people, and they restrained themselves very well.

But everyone's faces were filled with joy, Fu Jingmen who was laughing loudly, Yang Cuixue who was smiling, Xiao Yuenu with crooked eyebrows, and You Shi who was extremely happy.

On the other hand, Jingxin Jingyuan was slightly disappointed, while people from Qianlong City like Baihu and Liu Hongmian were a little out of breath.

Canglong Qisu is their companion, and also Ji Xuan's team's biggest reliance in traveling the rivers and lakes.

Without the Canglong Qisu, no matter what the result of this battle of the Wulin League is, they will all be recalled to Qianlong City, ending their journey in the rivers and lakes.

Or, being forced by Qianlong City to stay in the rivers and lakes to collect dragon energy.

Either way, it's not a good thing.

"not bad."

In the dense forest, Xu Qi'an, who saw this scene through the magic mirror of the sky, nodded in satisfaction.

"Third rank martial arts are so terrifying!"

Miao Youfang leaned aside and witnessed the whole process.

"It's nothing. Both sides are just half-baked. The real extraordinary battle is beyond what you can imagine."

When Xu Qi'an was speaking, he recalled the extraordinary melee that razed the entire Chuzhou City to the ground. If he was included, there were as many as seven extraordinary masters who participated in the battle at that time.

Directly razed the main city of Yizhou to the ground.

The beheading of Joan of Arc and the confrontation with Xu Pingfeng later were not as terrifying as that battle.

"Don't be too happy, the fun has just begun."

Xu Qi'an looked at the Heavenly Mirror and said something in a low voice.

It was unclear whether he was speaking to Miao Youfang beside him, or to everyone in the Wulin League in the mirror.

Yu Fengzhou.

Ji Xuan sighed: "Relying on foreign things is not the right way after all. My Qianlong City is too short of super-mortal powerhouses."

There are hundreds of millions of living beings in Kyushu, and very few can achieve extraordinary things.

In the past five hundred years, there has only been one third-rank powerhouse in their lineage of the royal family.

The third-rank martial artist died in an accident, leaving no blood pills behind.

The blood pill on Ji Xuan's body was left after the death of a third-rank martial artist of their lineage during the rebellion started by Wu Zong five hundred years ago.

"Thank you, the two King Kongs."

Ji Xuan clasped his hands together.

Du Nan and Du Fan looked at each other, and the latter said loudly: "My deity, go."

Jumped off from Yufengzhou.

Almost at the same time, everyone below raised their heads and saw a golden light falling like a meteor.

Accompanied by this golden light is the mighty power of Pei Mo Neng Yu, vast, majestic, so strong that it makes people bow their heads unconsciously, trembling with fear.

"It's the Buddhist Vajra."

Someone exclaimed.

Although they have never seen the appearance of the Buddhist Vajra, nor have they experienced the horror of the Vajra, based on the information they have obtained before and this unrivaled power, it is not difficult to speculate that the Buddhist Vajra is here.

Cao Qingyang pondered for a moment, and said:

"I can still last a cup of tea."

Yang Cuixue withdrew her gaze, her face changed slightly and she said loudly: "Leader, be careful."

Dai Zong grinned and said: "It's okay, the leader is also a third-rank now, and also has the body protection of the Vajra Divine Art."

Qiao Weng, who looks like a fat middle-aged man, nodded and said:

"Even if you lose, you can hold on for a while if you think about it, and lay the foundation for Leader Cao to break through the third rank."

With the record just now, the confidence of everyone in the Wulin League is unprecedentedly high.

While speaking, a golden streamer fell from the sky, and a hot breath rushed towards his face.

Cao Qingyang took a deep breath, lowered his waist and stepped down, pumping his air machine, burning the power of the third-grade blood essence in his body, and the originally dim golden light became a little bit brighter.

Up and down, the two extraordinary breaths collided ahead of time.

The golden streamer reflected in everyone's pupils at such a fast speed that it was like a meteor flashing away in the deep night sky.

The next moment, the earth shook and the mountains shook.

The entire Mount Quanrong shook, landslides, boulders rolled down, and those beasts summoned by Qihuan Danxiang fled in a hurry.

The fourth-rank masters present swayed to and fro, unable to stand steadily.

After Xiao Yuenu stabilized her figure, she and her companions immediately looked in the direction of Shimen to find out the situation.

The devastated open space was cracked with cobweb-like fissures.

This is caused by chapped rocks under the soil.

There was only one person standing on the field, a nine-foot tall, ugly giant.

His skin was dark golden, and his facial features were horribly ugly. It was hard to imagine such an ugly person in the world.

The tower-like body is like casting metal, and the tattooed muscles show a sense of strength.

He stepped on Cao Qingyang, half of his body fell into the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he was dying.

The scene was silent for an instant, Xiao Yuenu heard Dai Zong's rapid breathing beside her, and also heard her own rapid breathing.