The Emperor is Above

Chapter 497 Qing Yi vs. Lao Wu (400+ additional chapters)

"Long Cheng Yi is really cunning!"

The Giant Beast Puppet Army and the Bone Demon Army, who thought they were extremely powerful, suffered heavy losses. The old witch could no longer suppress his worry and anger.
"He has grown from a lowly commoner to such a terrifying state in just a year and a half. We cannot allow him to live any longer.

Taiquanshang, Taiquanmang, follow me and charge straight into the center of the army. With the combat power of the three of us first-rank grandmasters, we are enough to take the leaders of the army among thousands.

As long as we kill Long Chengyi, the core figure, the 50,000 troops in front of us, no matter how strong they are, will be nothing more than a pile of loose sand and will be completely destroyed in this battle. "

The two Ghost King Warriors were originally only high-level totem warriors of the Ghost Witch Tribe. They had lived under the shadow of the old witch since childhood and had a strong sense of respect for the old witch in their hearts.

Now, in the midst of the battle, they were helpless against the giant warriors of the Wangmang clan that were materialized by magic. They had long been filled with anger, and immediately responded in unison: "We will follow the old witch's orders."

Qing Yi, who was always paying close attention to the changes on the battlefield, noticed that the two-meter-tall blood-red monster opposite him, who called himself an old witch, and two other tall and burly totem warriors, were rushing towards him in the void.

He immediately grasped the Scarlet Heaven Sword and sneered, "It seems that the old witch is desperate and is ready to do it himself. I will fight the old witch myself. Brother Dazhu, you are dealing with one Ghost King Warrior, and another Ghost King Warrior——"

Qing Yi paused when he said this. Now that the four dragon claw locust tree spirits are not around, the Ghost Witch Tribe has the upper hand in terms of top combat power between the enemy and us.

Qing Yi is confident that he can resist the old witch by relying on the Taiyi Qi Refining Technique, the Chixiao Divine Sword, the five divine acupoints that unlock his innate magical powers, and the support provided by Qingluo and Panqing at any time.

As a newly promoted first-rank grandmaster, Shi Dazhu had no problem stopping a ghost king warrior thanks to the adventures he had encountered in the Divine Lord's spiritual realm.

However, as for the last Ghost King Warrior, their side had no other strong men to deal with him. If they tried to delay him by relying on their numerical advantage, they would surely pay a terrible price.

"Meow--"

A loud cat cry interrupted Qing Yi's thoughts. The mountain cat Dabao almost took the initiative to rush forward, and the chubby little flying bear followed closely behind to provide cover.

To Qing Yi's surprise, the little flying bear kept attacking with extremely fast speed, and the mountain cat Dabao actually blocked the ghost king warrior. It seems that he is not far from being promoted to the first-grade exotic beast.

“Hehehe—Long Chengyi, you should worry about your own life!”

The old witch's body, which was more than two meters tall, seemed to be soaked in a layer of blood, and was covered with blood-red scales. His entire body and joints were covered with hideous and terrifying bone spurs.

It has no weapons on its body. Its entire body is covered with sharp bone spurs, and it has a pair of huge blood-red ghost claws, which are its most powerful weapons.

The old witch is no longer a human being at all, and can only be seen as a ghost that grew up in the human world. Behind him is a blood-red tail with bone spurs and tail spines, which almost pierced Qing Yi through when he was distracted.

"Shh-"

Before Qing Yi could react, the Taichong and Qiuxu acupoints on his feet flashed with divine light, and his whole body instantly shifted dozens of feet, avoiding the fatal blow that the old witch had planned for a long time.

"Huh - so dangerous!"

Qing Yi's heart was beating rapidly. At that moment he smelled the breath of death. This was the first time he had a real close combat with a powerful ghost.

Previously, whether it was the battle against the Ghost King's Dharma Body in Guqiu, the battle against the Ghost King Ningtu in Guodu, or the battle against the Ghost King Wu in Yanze, Qing Yi won by relying on external forces.

After the lesson just now, Qing Yi's mind became more focused. The warm current of Taiyi Qi Refining Technique continued to flow in his meridians, and the five major divine acupoints shone brightly, as if the whole person was covered with a layer of golden light.

Qing Yi even had a vague illusion that he was standing in mid-air observing the battlefield, and his soul was like a bystander, guiding his body to fight the old witch. It had to be admitted that after the old witch turned into a monster, his body became extremely powerful. The two of them fought fiercely, and outsiders could not even distinguish their figures.

"Haha, it's so refreshing!"

As the battle intensified, Qing Yi quickly adapted to the intensity.

His physique has been tempered by Taiyi Qi Refining Technique for many years, and its strength is by no means inferior to that of a first-grade grandmaster. The five innate magical powers also allow Qing Yi to deal with danger more calmly.

The old witch lived a long life, and had been in charge of the Ghost Witch Tribe for one or two hundred years. He had rich combat experience and conspiracy tricks, and he constantly set traps, almost causing Qing Yi to suffer heavy losses many times.

Fortunately, Qing Yi's divine eye at the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows can help him see through the old witch's next move in advance, and the divine mirror at the Tianding acupoint can make Qing Yi's thinking more sharp.

The dragon-catching hand at the Taiyuan acupoint on his right hand can cooperate with the Chixiao Divine Sword, while the Taichong and Qiuxu magical powers of his feet allow Qing Yi to avoid danger in time.

So after experiencing the initial danger, Qing Yi did not need to ask Qing Luo for help. Instead, he fought with the old witch vigorously and even almost injured the old witch several times.

"Jiejiejie——"

The old witch's eyes flashed with cunning. Seeing that he could not defeat Qing Yi in the shortest time, he once again began to use language to interfere with Qing Yi.

"I have to admit, Long Chengyi, you have improved so fast. In just half a year, you have become even stronger. At the age of sixteen, you have the fighting power of a first-grade grandmaster.

Wow, in the entire 862 years of the Dashen Dynasty, there has never been such a brilliant genius. Even in the thousands of years of the Divine Kingdom, it has never been heard of.

But even if you fight to the death to stop me, what will happen? You can fight to the death to stop the army attacking from the south, and the tens of thousands of coalition forces in the east are like a pile of scattered sand, but you can't stop the army of my tribe attacking.

I will hold you and this group of strong men back here. Once the Bone Demon Legion in the east has killed tens of thousands of allied forces, I will attack your army from behind.

No matter what happens in this battle, you will definitely be defeated by me. Without the tens of thousands of troops that I have worked so hard to train, what will you be able to do in the future?"

The old witch is indeed a master at playing with people's hearts. What he said was exactly the worry hidden in Qing Yi's heart. Faced with such a powerful army of the Ghost Witch Tribe, the emperor and the coalition forces of the princes, although large in number, were actually difficult to resist.

With such worries, he could no longer concentrate, and the spiritual mirror floating above his head disappeared instantly. Qing Yi's prediction about the old witch was inevitably biased, and his movements were not as smooth as before.

good chance!
The old witch was secretly delighted, and with a feint of his right claw he lured away the Chixiao Sword, while his left claw suddenly swept across Qing Yi's chest and abdomen from bottom to top, attempting to rip Qing Yi open.

"Yin——"

"嘡啷——"

With the sound of a light and pleasant sword, and the crisp and loud sound of hard objects colliding, both the old witch and Qing Yi were startled.

The old witch retreated dozens of feet in panic, and two of his huge left claws were cut off. This was the hardest part of his body, and it was cut off like tofu.

Qing Yi looked at the Chixiao Sword in his hand with a look of horror. The attack that cut off the old witch's ghost claw just now was actually initiated by the Chixiao Sword.

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