Elderly Martial Saint: Sixty Times the Cultivation Speed ​​at the Start

Lu Yang's knife was swift, the blade aimed directly at Yi Yang's throat.

This strike was unpretentious; even against a late-stage True Qi Realm martial artist, he went all out, aiming to kill in one blow.

This would be a perfect opportunity to use Yi Yang's head to curry favor with Li Chengyan, and perhaps he could even get a share of those treasures.

However, he was fast, but someone was faster than him.

Yi Yang's divine sense, now at the Breaking Illusion Realm, captured every move Lu Yang made. Lu Yang's starting trajectory and methods of exerting force were all in Yi Yang's mind.

Even the vibrations from breaking dry tree branches underfoot were clearly reflected in Yi Yang's sea of ​​consciousness.

This knife may seem dangerous, but it's actually full of flaws.

Just as Lu Yang's knife tip was about to touch Yi Yang's throat skin.

Yi Yang moved. He didn't even look at Lu Yang; he simply took a half-step back casually.

It was this half-step that caused Lu Yang's seemingly certain strike to miss its mark.

The sharp blade grazed Yi Yang's collar, stirring up a gentle breeze.

Seeing Lu Yang's pupils suddenly contract when he saw that his attack had missed, he did not expect the other party to react so quickly. He wanted to sheathe his sword and change his move, but it was too late.

Yi Yang reached out with his right hand and grasped the hilt of the knife behind his back.

"Clang."

With a soft sound, the Xuan Yuan Blade was drawn.

A jet-black blade of light flashed through the air, so fast that its trajectory was almost invisible.

The sound of bones breaking followed the blade's edge, and Lu Yang froze on the spot.

He remained in the posture of thrusting forward with his knife, the ferocity on his face still lingering, but his eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment.

next moment.

His head slid off his neck and rolled a long way.

The cut at the neck was as smooth as a mirror.

Blood, like a fountain, shot up from the headless cavity, staining half of the stone platform red.

This sudden turn of events stunned everyone on the field.

Li Chengyan, who was preparing to coordinate with Lu Yang's attack, froze completely with a smile.

Not far away, Shi Yao, the Wu Kingdom man who had been severely injured by him, also forgot the excruciating pain in his body, his mouth wide open, his eyes filled with horror.

Nobody expected it.

That seemingly weakest and most vulnerable gaunt old man could so swiftly and decisively kill a martial artist at the peak of the True Qi Realm with a single strike.

"you……!"

Li Chengyan's pupils contracted to dangerous pinpoints as he stared intently at Yi Yang, only then realizing that he had misjudged him.

The old man in front of me is not some fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered!

They are wolves in sheep's clothing!

Sensing something was wrong, he no longer held back.

"Buzz!"

A powerful aura, far exceeding that before, suddenly erupted from Li Chengyan's body.

The azure light on his body shone again, and he pushed the Xuan Guang Seed to its limit!

This time, not only his upper body, but his entire body was covered with a layer of fine, jade-like scales. His height increased by half a foot, and he exuded an inhuman, eerie aura.

Three cyan flying swords hovered in front of him, their tips emitting sharp sword light, faintly forming a mysterious sword formation.

His aura surged to the peak of the early stage of the Profound Realm!

"Who exactly are you?" Li Chengyan asked in a hoarse voice, gripping the longsword tightly. The blade shimmered with a faint divine light, its power several times stronger than before.

He was on guard, his inner energy surging wildly, ready to unleash a thunderous strike at any moment.

Yi Yang did not answer. He simply raised his hand and slowly took off the hood from his head.

The cloak slipped off.

The techniques of "Thousand Illusions" dissipated.

That aged face, over seventy years old, seemed to quickly become younger, like a faded painting.

Wrinkles smoothed out, muscles became fuller, and the dullness in his eyes vanished.

A middle-aged man with a cold face and deep, unfathomable eyes appeared before Li Chengyan.

boom!

A powerful aura surged from Yi Yang's body. He knew that hiding his strength was pointless at this moment, and a swift victory was the best option.

The azure-green true energy, like flowing jade, slowly circulated across his body.

That true energy was more refined than any true qi Li Chengyan had ever seen, and the vibrant life force it contained made his heart pound with fear.

The Profound Realm!

Moreover, it is the genuine first stage of the Profound Realm, "Qixuan"!

"You think you can keep the treasure for yourself?" Yi Yang said calmly, his voice no longer hoarse, but full of energy.

Before he finished speaking, he moved, revealing his true face so that he would not let the other person leave here alive.

A shallow crater appeared beneath his feet, and he moved like a ghost, closing in on him.

The Xuanyuan Blade in his hand drew a streak of inky black light in the air, slashing straight at Li Chengyan's face.

"Arrogant!" Li Chengyan was both shocked and furious, gritting his teeth as he activated his sword technique.

Three flying swords intertwined in front of him to form a huge sword net, with countless sharp sword energies crisscrossing and descending upon Yi Yang!

He was going to strangle this arrogant fool in the net of swords!

Facing the impenetrable net of swords, Yi Yang neither dodged nor evaded. Within his body, the perfected "Martial Dragon Elephant Body" was activated with a roar!

His muscles were bulging all over his body, and his skin was covered with a faint golden light. Golden blood flowed through his meridians, making a sound like a river.

He directly used his physical body to crash into the net formed by sword energy!

"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!"

A series of dense sounds, like rain pattering on banana leaves, rang out.

Countless sword energies, powerful enough to easily slice through a hundred-times-forged cold iron, struck Yi Yang's body, but only produced a series of sparks, leaving behind shallow white marks.

It couldn't even break his skin!

"This... what kind of body-refining technique is this?!" Li Chengyan asked in shock and disbelief.

How could one withstand the sword energy of a Transcendent Realm expert without sustaining a scratch?

Is this guy even human?!

In that very moment of distraction...

Yi Yang had already charged towards him, shielded by the sword net. He looked at Li Chengyan's face, which was filled with horror, but his eyes remained completely calm.

The jet-black Xuan Yuan Blade in his hand suddenly trembled.

At this moment, all the ancient and mysterious patterns on the blade lit up!

A terrifying pressure, far surpassing that of magical artifacts and transcending all mortal objects, descended with a deafening roar!

"Spirit Weapon!"

Only these two words remained in Li Chengyan's mind.

Yi Yang didn't give him any more time to think.

He raised the knife.

The First Form of the Four Symbols and Six Harmonies Knife

"A blue dragon emerges from the abyss!"

One slash and it's gone!

Seven dark green dragon-shaped blade energies roared out from the blade, layer upon layer, like seven evil dragons awakened from the abyss, tearing through the sky with the momentum of destruction, and surging towards Li Chengyan!

The color drained from Li Chengyan's face instantly.

He was terrified and frantically channeled all his inner energy, holding the three flying swords horizontally in front of his chest as his last line of defense.

However, all efforts are in vain before the absolute power of the spirit weapon.

The first dragon-shaped blade aura shattered his protective true energy.

The second blow knocked his longsword away.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

The sword formation crumbled inch by inch, as if it were made of paper!

Li Cheng-Yan hastily parried, but his arms were instantly shattered into a bloody mist the moment they came into contact with the blade's energy.

The last two blade strikes pierced his chest without any resistance.

Li Chengyan's body froze in mid-air.

He lowered his head, looking at the huge, gaping hole in his chest, his eyes filled with despair and resentment.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but only spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.

next interest.

His body was ripped in two by the violent blade energy, blood and internal organs splattered all over the ground.

Complete silence fell over the stone platform.

Yi Yang shook the blood off his knife, turned around, and walked towards Shi Yao, the only remaining and seriously injured man from the Wu Kingdom.

Shi Yao leaned against the stone wall, watching Yi Yang walk towards him step by step, his eyes filled with uncontrollable terror.

He struggled, trying to back away, but a sharp pain shot through his shoulder blade where the flying sword had pierced him, making it impossible for him to even stand up.

"Who...who are you...?"

Shi Yao asked in a trembling voice, speaking in the language of the Wu Kingdom.

Yi Yang did not answer; he simply stepped forward and raised the Xuan Yuan Blade in his hand.

Hand up, knife down.

A fine head shot into the sky, tumbled twice in the air, and landed heavily on the ground.

To cut the weeds, you must remove them at the root.

Once he was sure everyone was dead, Yi Yang finally let out a long sigh of relief.

He walked quickly to the center of the stone platform, carefully dug out the Golden Silk Sunflower with its roots and soil, put it in a specially made jade box, and stored it in his storage ring.

Then, he used his agility to leap onto the cliff and take away the four valuable Darkwing Eagle Eggs from the nest.

Only after doing all this did he begin to loot the spoils.

What surprised him the most was...

Deep inside Li Chengyan's storage ring, he actually found a small porcelain bottle containing half a bottle of transparent liquid.

It was the same corpse-dissolving potion the other party had used before.

It's like someone just brings you a pillow when you're about to fall asleep.

Yi Yang poured the corpse-dissolving water onto the five corpses one by one.

A plume of pungent, acidic white smoke rose into the air.

The five corpses, along with their bones and flesh, were corroded and melted at a visible speed, eventually turning into pools of black, viscous liquid that seeped into the soil, leaving no trace.

He then used his inner energy to clean up the battle traces and bloodstains on the ground, working for almost half an hour to make the entire scene perfectly clean.

After doing all this, Yi Yang looked around to make sure nothing was missed, and then prepared to leave.

Just then.

"Hey——!"

A sharp, high-pitched cry, filled with anger, suddenly came from the distant horizon!

Yi Yang looked up abruptly and saw a huge black dot in the clouds on the horizon, flying rapidly toward the valley at an astonishing speed!

It's that Darkwinged Eagle, it's back!