Chapter 118: Night Myriad's Power, Yellow Spring Iron Cavalry
A delicate and pale man, Peng Guangliang, was influenced by the dark momentum of the silver-haired old man, and awakened from his infatuation in the "Butterfly Love Flower" momentum. Looking at the palm that was less than an inch away from his throat, he exclaimed: "This little girl's skin is evil! Old Yin, hurry up and take action!"
The silver-haired old man, also known as Yin Lao, cast a piercing glance at Le Tingyun, Hai Yue and Li Zhongxuan with his bright eyes. His expression became even more solemn.
"Three of you are from elsewhere, not locals, I presume?" Yin Lao said, "Who cut off the arm of my Peng family member? Please step forward."
Li Zhongxuan's body didn't move at all, and he said coldly: "It's me. If you want to make a move, hurry up."
The old man narrowed his eyes: "A figure from the mid-Tang Dynasty, dare to be so arrogant?" He looked at Haiyue again: "This Venerable Master, your face looks very familiar?"
Hai Yue said helplessly, "You're Peng's ruthless edge, aren't you? To be honest, we came from Lin Yuan City with a few students to participate in the Hai Yun Zhong Xuan and passed by this place. You think I look familiar because three years ago, I hosted the previous Hai Yun pre-selection in Ju Yuan City."
Yin Ren's expression changed: "So it was Haiyue's special envoy." He was shocked in his heart, thinking that this child was not easy to find, and Haiyun Temple had a great reputation, even the giant Yuan Peng clan did not dare to offend them.
Hai Yue let out a sigh of relief and smiled as he introduced, "Today's matter is just a misunderstanding. Let me introduce you. This is Ting Yun Xian Zi, the person in charge of the Hai Yun branch of Lin Yuan City; this gentleman is Li Zhong Xuan, the younger brother of the master of Lin Yuan City..."
Yin Ren's face twitched and he coldly laughed: "The special envoy of Haiyue, so this ruthless and cold-blooded man in green clothes is not from the Haichuan Temple?"
Hai Yue was about to speak when he heard Li Zhongxuan say: "That's right. Are you going to fight or not? My patience is limited."
Yin Ren's long voice boomed with laughter, shaking the eaves: "If you are really from Haiyun Temple, I will have to reconsider. The mere title of Linwan City Lord can't intimidate me, Giant Source Peng Clan!"
Amidst the loud laughter, Yin Renfeng directly took action.
The sky seemed to darken, and the swirling wind blew away, withering yellow leaves rolling up and falling down.
An indescribable chill gripped Xun Yang's heart, and when he looked at Li Wang and Yu Xuanyu, their faces were pale, as if they had seen the underworld.
Bu Yi and others were even more unbearable, already collapsed on the ground.
The dark color became more and more dense, soon becoming as black as ink.
Yu Xuan Yu, Li Wang sat down in a flurry, hugging his shoulders and trembling, as if he had seen a terrifying scene.
At this moment, a green light burst forth, circling around the arena like a swimming dragon. Li Zhongxuan's icy voice rang out: "Break."
The azure light cut through the dark blackness, creating countless fine cracks. Immediately after that, dazzling pale blue rays burst out from within those cracks. As Li Zhongxuan shouted, the darkness shattered like a sheet of glass into countless tiny black fragments, vanishing under the flashing azure light.
"You actually managed to break through my Night Shadow's momentum!" Yin Renfeng exclaimed in surprise, taking a step back involuntarily. "You've won this round on the level of intent, but you absolutely cannot defeat me!"
A fierce gust of wind howled, and a dark, mysterious energy burst forth, coalescing into the spectral image of a skull cavalry.
"Yellow Spring Iron Cavalry!" Hai Yue exclaimed, "It seems that Yin Renfeng has at least imagined a genuine and authentic vanguard of the Netherworld Cavalry, otherwise he wouldn't have such a divine aura."
Yellow Spring Iron Rider is the elite knight of the underworld, with a sharp and mysterious power that takes shape, imitating the majestic killing style of Yellow Spring Iron Rider, with a faintly eerie feeling of being filled with death.
Li Zhongxuan's expression looked very impatient.
A clear and shrill cry, a ten-zhang-wide Qing Luan appears. This ferocious bird transformed from the mysterious power spreads its knife-like wings and swoops across the battlefield at an almost imperceptible speed!
A head with a trail of blood, shot up into the sky! It was Peng Guangliang's head, his face still wore an expression of unbelievable shock.
The embodiment of Huang Quan Iron Rider quickly dimmed, and a horizontal stripe of fresh blood overflowed on the face of Yin Renfeng.
"You, you actually used your life's spiritual energy... madman..." Yin Ren said with a twitch of his lips, and immediately a silver-haired head floated in the air, severed horizontally into two pieces.
"Instant kill!" Yu XuanYu and Li Wang gazed at each other, their eyes filled with extreme shock.
Li Zhongxuan with Xuanzong's mid-term boundary, fought against at least Xuanzong's late-term Yin Rensheng, one round, killed in seconds!
Hai Yue smiled wryly and actually just probed with a hidden sharpness, but unexpectedly encountered Li Zhongxuan who didn't play by the usual rules, and was killed in just one round.
"It's not suitable to stay here for long, let's hurry up." The three Xuan Zong didn't walk out of the city gate either, and directly summoned the Xuan Ling, took Xu Yang and others with him, and flew into the sky.
Standing on the Magic Butterfly, Leting Cloud whispered to Haiyue: "Finally saw Li Zong take action, but it seems a bit... desperate?"
Hai Yue glared and transmitted his voice saying: "Li Zong used to study at Hai Yun Temple, back then he already had a title, called... Desperate Three Lang!"
Lè Tíng Yún transmitted her voice: "Huh? Isn't Lí Zōng only the Young Master of Lin Yuan City, why is he called Third Brother?"
Hai Yue thought for a moment, then transmitted his voice again: "I've heard that in Haiyun Temple, Li Zong and two others were very close, inseparable. Perhaps Sanlang's ranking was from that time on."
In any case, Lí Zhōng Xuān can instantly kill Yīn Rěn Fēng who is one realm higher than him, his battle strength is indeed powerful. Even if Yīn Rěn Fēng goes all out, he would only be able to survive a few more moves at most.
Just half a column after the crowd left, a flying tiger with its wings inserted shook its head and swung its tail, descending from mid-air.
On top of the Flying Tiger, a middle-aged man in brocade stood proudly, his two thick eyebrows straight up, and his cold face expressionless.
"It's Master Peng! Peng Guanghui!" someone exclaimed.
Middle-aged man Peng Guanghui, wearing a brocade robe, heard this and his eyes widened, two red-yellow rays shot out, piercing the other person's eyes, passing through their skull!
He fell down without making a sound.
Peng Guanghui coldly said: "You dare to address me by name, you should be killed!"
He strode forward with big steps, kicking aside the corpses of Peng Guangliang and Yin Rengfeng, and walked all the way to the front of the Heavenly Board.
On the Master Ranking, 300th place, a new name replaced one of the Xuan Sect's, shining with a faint light. It was indeed Li Zhongxuan's name.
Peng Guanghui hummed and muttered to himself: "Killing a useless slave gets you directly into the Heavenly Rankings? How ridiculous."
Others were intimidated by Peng Guanghui's ferocity and did not dare to come forward, scattering in all directions.
Peng Guanghui's sleeve fluttered, and the mysterious power surged. The giant tiger with its head shaking and tail swishing reappeared. This was his true spiritual beast, born from the transformation of the fierce beast Jin Biao through visualization.
Peng Guanghui leaped onto Jin Bixuan's Lingyun, the latter's four paws stirring up wind as it carried him far away from this place.
"Alright, now I know your name! Li Zhongxuan, wait for me to take your dog life and restore the prestige of the Peng family!"
