Facing the flying Wang Yi and the knife in his hand, Liu Cheng's face did not show the slightest panic. He drew a circle in the air with his right hand and flew towards Wang Yi.

boom.

The two forces collided together, as brilliant as fireworks, but Wang Yi's figure did not stop and was still flying towards Liu Cheng.

"puff."

The Xiuchun knife hit Liu Cheng's right shoulder, blood flew out and splashed on Wang Yi's face, but at this time Liu Cheng's flying sword also hit Wang Yi's back.

Wang Yi stepped on Liu Cheng's stomach and used the force to fly out. Both of them felt uncomfortable. Wang Yi pulled out the flying sword with his backhand and it was still on the ground. He felt that the wound began to slowly flow out blood. Although the flying sword caused

The wound is not big, but if the bleeding stops, he will bleed to death.

Liu Cheng's right hand hung weakly on the side of his body, and his left hand covered the wound on his shoulder to prevent massive bleeding and death. He knew that he had underestimated the assassin.

The price for underestimating Wang Yi was that the wound on his shoulder was bleeding uncontrollably.

After just one fight, Wang Yi clearly felt that Liu Cheng's cultivation level must have surpassed that of Ju Ling, and he had the power to communicate with Xuan. Wang Yi even suspected that Liu Cheng had reached the threshold of true destiny.

When he knew clearly that the opponent was stronger than himself, Wang Yi wanted to run away at the first moment, but the opponent's realm was too high for him and he was a rare sword cultivator.

To escape is to die.

So what should I do if I can't escape? Of course I have to kill him back.

To retreat in order to advance, and then kill people, this is the most correct decision.

After fighting several times, Wang Yi and Liu Cheng began to suffer more and more wounds. However, due to the difference in level, Wang Yi was obviously injured much more seriously than Liu Cheng.

No matter how powerful a genius is, he must avoid his edge in the face of absolute strength.

The flying sword was hovering in the air, looking for an opportunity to attack Wang Yi. In the distance, Liu Cheng's face was flushed, which showed that after several rounds, Liu Cheng's losses were considerable.

Wang Yi slowly raised his right hand, and the stars began to gather on it, forming an invisible sword. A falling leaf in the yard began to rotate with the invisible force, and then more fallen leaves began to move.

He stood up and surrounded Wang Yi, forming a strong air current.

Liu Cheng stood in the distance, looking at the flying fallen leaves, feeling uneasy in his heart. He stretched out the index and middle fingers of his hands, and the starlight gradually flowed, drawing several spells in the air. At the same time, the flying sword also followed Liu Cheng.

Cheng's movements began to fly, gaining momentum in the air.

Wang Yi was not disturbed by the changes in the outside world. He was like a tireless machine, constantly gathering momentum, without a trace of panic in his eyes.

This was the first time in his practice that Wang Yi had faced an enemy that was much higher than his own. If he retreated or ran away, he would definitely die.

Not far away, the flying sword buzzed and suddenly turned into a bright light and flew towards Wang Yi.

The invisible sword began to tremble slowly. Wang Yi looked at the flying sword with firm eyes.

Ding, ding, ding.

The invisible sword flew out and collided with the flying sword, making a harsh sound, and countless sparks bloomed in the dark night.

Because of his low level, Wang Yi bore the brunt of the attack. The airflow from the collision of flying swords caused numerous cuts on his body, and blood began to stain his clothes.

He didn't know how Liu Cheng was doing, but Wang Yi was very sure that Liu Cheng would not feel well.

boom.

The two air currents finally separated, but the sword energy that exploded covered the entire courtyard, and also impacted the bodies of Wang Yi and Liu Cheng, causing them to fly out at the same time.

king

Yi fell under the high wall, and the blood had completely buried Wang Yi. Wang Yi collapsed on the stone slab, but there was no panic or fear in his eyes.

Liu Cheng fell at the door of the room. The room was half destroyed at this time, the door had disappeared, the windows fell on the stone slabs, and it was a mess.

Blood began to ooze from the corners of Liu Cheng's mouth, and the robes on his hands had been blown apart by the sword energy and were missing. The arms inside had turned black. The clothes on his legs were torn into strips, exposing the inside.

His legs were lying with blood, but Liu Cheng did not fall down and remained standing on the same spot.

Success or failure is immediately apparent.

Wang Yi lost, he lost completely. Although he made Liu Cheng pay the price, he still lost.

"Haha, hahaha."

Liu Cheng laughed happily, but his eyes were full of malice. But soon, Liu Cheng's laughter was replaced by the sound of him coughing up blood.

"I didn't expect you to know how to do swordsmanship. I really underestimate you." Liu Cheng wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with his blackened right hand and said, "But it's all in vain. In the face of the absolute gap in realm, all your efforts

It’s all useless.”

Liu Cheng took the flying sword he had just picked up and threw it at Wang Yi. The flying sword was also dim at this time, and it was also shaky while flying in the air.

However, this does not prevent it from dealing a fatal blow to Wang Yi.

Wang Yi fell to the ground. He felt the cool breeze blowing through his body, and also felt the arrival of the flying sword. There was some regret in Wang Yi's eyes, regret that he could not kill Liu Cheng, revenge, and some relief.

Finally, I no longer have to live with hatred in the world, and I am free.

The flying sword cut through the air, came to Wang Yi in the blink of an eye, and went straight to Wang Yi's head.

boom.

At this time, a golden barrier appeared next to Wang Yi, blocking Feijian's attack. Above Wang Yi's body, a compass suddenly appeared, floating in the air, emitting a faint brilliance.

On the distant sea of ​​stars, a golden star began to turn from dim to bright. Suddenly, it emitted a ray of light and headed towards the earth.

Wang Yi felt something and looked up at the sky, watching the light coming.

There was some disbelief in Liu Cheng's eyes. He was a little confused by this sudden change. What is this? A compass can actually block his flying sword.

Also, what is the light coming down from the sky, and what is going on.

The person who was more confused than Liu Cheng was Wang Yi. He himself didn't know what was going on. He only felt something when the light flew down towards him.

The light continued to magnify in Wang Yi's eyes, and finally came to him, becoming one with the compass.

Buzz.

The barrier instantly grew larger, slowly corroding the flying sword, and the flying sword began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"puff."

The disappearance of the natal flying sword can be said to be fatal to Liu Cheng. Liu Cheng spit out a mouthful of blood, looked sluggish, and fell to the stone slab not far away.

He remembered the first time he heard his master introduce the realm of cultivation to him.

Gathering Spirits can only be regarded as the beginning of practice. Only when you step into this realm can you become a practitioner. The next step is Tongxuan. At this realm, you can understand some of the essence of practice and get a glimpse of the secrets of heaven. The next step is true destiny, which can be used in

If you cultivate your own heavenly soul in your body, you can also establish yourself as a mountain king on some remote mountain tops, destroying homes and homes, and doing whatever you want.

Up there is the Star Lord, who puts his heavenly soul into the star that suits him.

Such realms are also rare in today's world, and everyone is busy pursuing higher levels.

"Xingjun!!!"

Liu Cheng recalled that he had just received the light from the sky, which was the power of communication between heaven and earth that only the Star Lord could communicate with. He could not understand how this assassin could communicate with the power of heaven and earth and defeat himself.

Wang Yi put his right hand on the ground to support his body, slowly climbed up, and slowly walked towards the seriously injured Liu Cheng under the protection of the compass.

Wang Yi took out his embroidered spring knife, put it on Liu Cheng's neck, and asked, "What are your last words?"

Liu Cheng raised his head and looked at Wang Yi with a disdainful look in his eyes.

"If you don't want to say it, then just die."

Wang Yi raised the embroidered spring knife high and used all his strength to slash at Liu Cheng.

The knife passed through Liu Cheng's neck quickly, making an extremely unpleasant sound from time to time, but the sound stopped suddenly.

Liu Cheng looked at Wang Yi with relief and some shock in his eyes. Then Liu Cheng's head tilted and fell to the ground. After rolling twice, the still warm blood was scattered on the ground.

After Wang Yi finished all this, he sighed, sat on the ground, and restored his physical strength. The battle just now was also a life and death struggle for him.

If there was no compass, he would really have been killed by Liu Cheng. From when he first came, it was not difficult to see that the group of people back then were now wary. It seemed that the person behind the scenes still hadn't appeared.

But in this case, there must be some clues about the existence of their contact.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi put away the compass floating in the air, cleaned his wounds, and then entered the room that had mostly collapsed to search.

This is not easy, because everything in the fight just now was suppressed underneath, making it difficult to find.

However, with Wang Yi's unremitting efforts and persistence, Wang Yi found an iron box that looked very hard and was not damaged at all among the collapsed ruins.

After removing the dust, Wang Yi picked up the embroidered spring knife and struck it hard against the iron box, breaking off the lock on it.

Opening the box, there were a lot of letters inside. Looking at the contents, Wang Yi's eyes were full of anger.

These were all the letters and money that Liu Cheng had exchanged with a certain big shot, but now they all belong to Wang Yi. At the end of the letters, there was a name that made Wang Yi angry.

"Yang Zhao."

Wang Yi gritted his teeth, angrily stuck the Xiuchun knife on the ground, and shouted loudly.

"I, Wang Yi, swear that I will never live without killing you in this life."

Chang'an City, Yang Mansion.

Yang Zhao is in a rare good mood today. He has just made a great contribution in front of His Majesty the Ming Emperor. Yang Zhao is very aware of the weight of King Zhao in the Ming Emperor's heart, and he only dared to report it to His Majesty after he got the exact information.

However, the only fly in the ointment is that His Majesty gave this job to the Jin Yiwei, which made Yang Zhao a little depressed. After all, this meant that his credit would be shared by the Jin Yiwei.

Sitting at the dinner table, Yang Zhao picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and took another bite of the food to go with the wine. Yang Zhao couldn't help but sigh that life today is full of flavor and very comfortable.

Boom.

The chopsticks in Yang Zhao's hand suddenly fell to the ground. He felt a strange feeling, and his back began to feel cold, as if he was being stared at by a wild dog.

Yang Zhao frowned, a little irritated, and shouted outside: "Come here, send someone to ask for Daozhang Zhao."
Chapter completed!