MTL - Beiyin Great Sage-Chapter 59 Yato

  Chapter 59 Yato

"It's you!"

   Shopkeeper Xue was taken aback for a moment, and then he came back to his senses. When his angry eyes widened, a raging murderous intent rushed into his heart uncontrollably.

  Zhou Jia didn't say a word, he rushed forward and slashed with his axe.

  Since we have met all of them here, what else can we say?

   Lightning needle empowerment!

  The source power cultivated by Sanyuanzhengfa is powerful and thick, far surpassing Tongji in the same realm, and with the blessing of the power of the sixth rank, the giant axe will bring a fierce wind immediately when it is swung down.

  The cloak and ax technique at the proficiency level is no longer difficult to perform.

"Humph!"

   Facing the incoming axe blade, shopkeeper Xue hummed softly, and the Yuntou knife followed the momentum.

  The holding part of Yuntou Dao is not big. The blade bends forward to the top and continues to bend to the back of the blade. The blade is round and shaped like a cloud head, hence the name.

  This knife is heavy on the bottom and light on the top, and is best at chopping.

  The knife is also often strong and sharp, but because the middle part is too brittle and flexible, it is difficult for ordinary people to use.

  The knife and ax collided, and Zhou Jia's complexion changed the moment he touched it. He found that he seemed to be cutting on a layer of smooth fish skin, with almost no force on it.

  The body shape is even one sided.

   "Shua!"

   Shopkeeper Xue's arms trembled, his muscles and bones trembled in an instant, and the night clothes on his body swelled as if blowing air, making a whistling sound.

  Under the clothes, there were countless muscles like powerful pythons. As soon as they made a wrong step, they came to Zhou Jia's side and slashed fiercely.

  Wherever they passed, the hard bluestone ground under their feet cracked silently.

   "Zhi!"

  The wind of the knife is like a ghost howling.

  Zhou Jia's face turned pale, and fear was instinctively born in his heart. People in this world worry about whether they can survive all the time, and no one will ignore martial arts.

   Fighting is almost instinctive.

  After several months of practice, I want to crush others, it's just a delusion!

Violence!

  With a thought, a terrifying force grew from the flesh, bones, and internal organs, and instantly poured into his body, which also made his speed increase sharply.

  The body, which had no time to react, retreated abruptly while waving the shield with its arms.

   Shield counter!

   Shield strike!

  In a place about a foot away, a huge force exploded.

  The air was almost knocked out into a circle of air waves.

   "Peng!"

   Shopkeeper Xue was able to get the position of shopkeeper of Qingfengju in Huo's house, so he was not easy to come by.

  Nowadays, although due to illness, his cultivation base has regressed to the seventh rank, but it is not comparable to the ordinary sixth rank.

  But this time when the sword and shield collided, he couldn't bear it, and the tempered frame on his body collapsed at once, and a mouthful of hot blood went straight to his throat against the trend.

   Zhou Jia gained power and was relentless, he swung his shield, and the ax blade was hidden behind it and suddenly rushed out.

  Fly across the Hengjiang River!

   What came oncoming were two different lights.

   "Rotten body!"

   "Weakness!"

  The halo came so fast that he didn't even have time to react, and even ignored the shield's block, it fell directly on him.

   Suffered!

   Origin Technique!

  He was startled.

  The origin technique from the temple, similar to the rumored magic, has many wonderful uses.

  These two origin techniques, one can corrode the human body, and the other can make people's blood decay and muscles weak.

  The source power can be weakened but it is extremely difficult to ignore. Even if it can only be used once, it is enough to turn the tables.

   That's it!

  A different light fell on his body, and Zhou Jia's reaction immediately slowed down.

"drink!"

   Shopkeeper Xue's eyes were wide open, he spun his feet, his wrists were twisted outward, and the Yuntou knife was spinning like a millstone, entangled on the blade of the incoming axe.

   "Let go!"

   Cloud Knife—Disc Type!

  The force of the spiral entangled the blade of the axe, making a crackling sound, as if a rolling machine was grinding steel. Zhou Jia's hand felt sore, and he could no longer hold the giant axe, and was thrown away by it.

"die!"

   Shopkeeper Xue followed closely behind him, and with his sword closed, he smashed away the shield attacking from the side, and slashed straight at Zhou Jia's chest.

  Life and death, only in a moment.

   "Peng!"

   "Shua!"

  Two silhouettes passed by, Zhou Jia's shield and ax left his body, but a soft sword was hanging upside down on the ground, and drops of blood slowly slid down Guanghua's sword.

   "Inner...inner armor!"

   Shopkeeper Xue's body was stiff, his voice was full of unwillingness, and a crack suddenly appeared on his face, running directly from the chin to the top of the head, directly cutting the head open.

  Death-killing sword—shocking the wrist and flicking the sword!

   "Poof!"

  Zhou Jia was also uncomfortable. His face was flushed, he vomited blood, and looked down at his torn clothes. The inner armor he got from Cao Honglai had been broken.

   "Sure enough, killing a person is the same as killing a monster. You must hit the vital point, otherwise you may be the one who is unlucky. You must keep this in mind."

   Turning his head to look at shopkeeper Xue who fell on the ground, there was still fear in his eyes.

  I thought that with the cultivation base of the sixth rank and violence, the strength was comparable to that of the eighth rank, which was enough to crush opponents below the eighth rank. Now it seems that he thought too much, and the strength is not so simple.

  If there is no inner armor...

  Even if you don’t die today, you will be seriously injured!

   The other party, it seems that there is no seventh grade yet?

   Gathering his mind, he endured the pain in his chest, lifted the corpse on the ground, and hid it in a dark place.

  ...

   "Brother Zhou."

  Jiao Yuanfeng huddled in the corner of the room, carefully looking at Zhou Jia:

   "Your face seems a little pale?"

   "It's okay." Zhou Jia lowered his eyebrows, sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced the three-element rectification silently, and cooperated with the pill to slowly repair the injuries on his body:

   "Your sister hasn't come back yet?"

  Although he had an inner armor to protect himself, shopkeeper Xue's last strike was heavy, and he broke several ribs, which was not so easy to heal.

   Fortunately, there is a source of power in this world, so it will not cause the root cause of the disease.

   "No." Jiao Yuanfeng shook his head with worry in his eyes:

   "She said she heard about Sister Cao, so she should have gone to find her, but it's been so long, why hasn't she come back?"

   "Yes." Zhou Jia moved his ears slightly, raised his head and said:

   "I'm back, there should be good news."

   Before he finished speaking, there was a gust of fragrant wind blowing from outside the door, and then two beautiful figures appeared in his sight.

   "Yuanfeng!"

   "Sister Cao!"

  Besides Jiao Yuanyi, there is another woman with a beautiful face, wearing a red embroidered dress with two short swords around her waist, hugging Jiao Yuanfeng.

  Compared to the two daughters of the Jiao family, this girl is more mature and heroic.

   "It's great that you're all right!"

   "Sister Cao is fine, what about the second sister?"

   "They..." Sister Cao opened her mouth with a desolate look on her face:

   "It's all gone."

"what!"

  Meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land, especially after reuniting after surviving a near-death, the mood of the three women is difficult to calm down for a while, and their faces are sometimes happy and sometimes sad.

  The joy is that there are still old friends.

   Sadly, there are more people absent.

   "That's right." Sister Cao let go of Jiao Yuanfeng and asked the two girls:

   "I was in a hurry on the way just now, I forgot to ask, where are Uncle Xu and the others?"

   "Uncle Xu..." Jiao Yuanyi's eyes were red:

   "They've all... been killed to keep us alive."

"died!"

  Sister Cao's complexion changed, her eyes didn't have much sadness, but regret and regret, but the two women were in the midst of sadness, but they didn't notice it.

"Hey!"

   Sighed softly, Sister Cao comforted in a slow voice:

   "The deceased is gone, and it is a blessing to be able to survive. Now we are here without any relatives. You might as well come and live with me."

"How about it?"

  The two women stopped sobbing, looked at each other, and nodded slowly.

   "Sister Cao, please."

   "Should, should." Sister Cao patted the shoulders of the two girls, then looked at Zhou Jia:

   "This brother..."

   "I am not with them." Zhou Jia shook his head:

   "Three, please help yourself."

  He wished that the two women would leave, so that he could relax a little bit. He hadn't had time to practice martial arts these days.

"Well."

  Sister Cao nodded:

   "Pack up your things, let's go."

"Wait a moment!"

   Right at this moment, two flamboyant men dressed as Huo Mansion patrols appeared in front of the tree house:

   "You can't go anywhere now, come with us first."

  Zhou Jia raised his eyebrows.

  Although he hid the corpse, the one who should come has finally come. I don't know how many origin stones are needed to get out this time.

  (end of this chapter)