26: With one punch, Xuanwang was seriously injured!
Li Yan also understood that those Disciples were all abducted by Old Daoist Xuanwang and Xuan Sha.
Killing those Disciples was a trivial matter for the two old devils.
The two old devils were cursing Li Yan on the surface, but in reality, they were using a provocation tactic to lure him into revealing himself.
Conversely, if he could make these two old devils suffer a bit…
His mind racing, Li Yan looked at Corpse Puppet Su Mo, who was by his side.
“Come, drip some Yin Blood into the shadow beneath my feet.”
She didn't hesitate for a moment when Li Yan gave the command!
The Fairy extended her arm, and her slender fingernail lightly grazed her skin, causing blood drops to trickle down her smooth skin.
Drip-drop ~ drip-drop.
A few drops of blood fell onto Li Yan’s shadow, and he immediately formed a hand seal to absorb the Yin Blood into the shadow.
The blood-infused shadow darted across the ground, appearing behind Old Ghost Xuanwang in the blink of an eye.
The old devil and Senior Martial Uncle were still on alert in the mist, communicating privately.
“This Rebellious Disciple, where did he get this Golden Body Avatar? How could it appear beside us so silently?”
Senior Martial Uncle Xuan Sha’s brows were tightly furrowed: “He probably picked up some treasure in Broken Sword Valley; we absolutely cannot let him leave alive!”
“That’s for sure! Those treasures were clearly mine!”
Old Daoist Xuanwang’s expression grew increasingly sinister, his tone filled with malice: “If I hadn’t brought you, this Rebellious Disciple, back to Jingxu Sect, you would have died in the wilderness long ago!”
“Isn’t it only right to show filial respect to Master?!”
As Old Daoist Xuanwang uttered this curse, Li Yan’s shadow was lurking behind him.
Li Yan silently chanted: “Blood Shadow Art, Blood Feeding!”
After absorbing the Corpse Puppet’s blood, the shadow activated a certain power!
That Golden Body Avatar rose from the ground, no longer a twelve-foot Golden Body, but transforming into twenty feet.
The semi-transparent fist slammed towards the back of Old Daoist Xuanwang’s head!
The thick arm, terrifying muscle groups, and the Golden Body, full of violent savagery, fiercely struck Old Daoist Xuanwang.
Old Daoist Xuanwang snorted coldly: “A mere trick, daring to show off in front of this old man!”
The old devil arrogantly turned his head and caught the punch with one hand!
A fist as thick as a water vat smashed down, colliding with Old Ghost Xuanwang’s palm.
Boom!
The Golden Body Avatar and Old Ghost Xuanwang clashed, kicking up a sky full of dust.
When the dust settled, the Golden Body Avatar had already transformed into a shadow and retreated, leaving only Old Daoist Xuanwang standing in place.
Old Daoist Xuanwang had withstood the punch head-on, and those around him quickly began to inquire.
“Junior Brother, are you alright?”
“Master!?”
Facing the concern of those around him, Old Daoist Xuanwang calmly brushed off the dust from his body: “It’s nothing serious!”
Seeing Old Daoist Xuanwang’s unchanging expression, Li Yan began to wonder.
“Strange, I not only used my full strength with that punch just now, but I also absorbed Su Mo’s blood.”
“Logically speaking… it should have caused him some damage.”
While Li Yan pondered in the shadows, Old Ghost Xuanwang turned around, a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
The old devil didn't want his Disciples to discover that he had sustained a minor injury; although it was only minor, it was still an injury.
Senior Martial Uncle Xuan Sha noticed the blood at the corner of his mouth and asked in surprise via spiritual transmission.
“Junior Brother, you?”
Old Daoist Xuanwang wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly.
“That Rebellious Disciple used something, causing my Qi and blood to surge. That punch just now was due to my carelessness!”
“Do not let that Rebellious Disciple notice, otherwise it will fuel his arrogance!”
Meanwhile, Li Yan, hiding in the mist, was unaware, mistakenly believing that his punch just now was too weak.
Li Yan stroked his chin thoughtfully: “Did I miscalculate?”
“Su Mo, give me some more blood, a little more.”
Corpse Puppet Su Mo didn't hesitate, beginning to force out the Qi and blood from her body.
Visibly, that mass of Qi and blood flowed into Li Yan’s shadow.
And after Blood Feeding, Li Yan’s shadow became golden and radiant, radiating a righteous evil!
“Go!”
This time, after absorbing even more blood, Li Yan formed a hand seal and manipulated the shadow to attack Old Daoist Xuanwang!
Old Daoist Xuan Wang, who had just been enduring, sensed something attacking him from within the mist.
“Get ready! That Rebellious Disciple is coming again!”
“Li Yan, if you dare to show yourself, this old man will ensure you never return!”
Old Daoist Xuan Wang, who was uttering arrogant words, had not yet realized what he was about to face.
He only saw a gigantic Avatar rise from the ground, its terrifying muscle lines driving its fist to fiercely strike Old Daoist Xuanwang!
Before Old Daoist Xuanwang could say anything more, the Golden Body Avatar’s fist roared like heavy artillery, pouring down!
Feeling the terrifying gale, Old Daoist Xuanwang’s eyes widened, and he immediately crossed his hands in front of him to protect himself.
Boom!
With this punch, Old Ghost Xuanwang was sent flying several hundred steps away.
The old devil couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of fresh blood on the spot.
Under everyone’s astonished gazes, the old devil was sent flying by a single punch, disappearing into the mist.
“Master!?”
“Junior Brother Old Daoist Xuanwang!”
Xuan Sha and the others hadn’t expected this Golden Body Avatar to be so powerful this time.
Old Daoist Xuanwang, who had been sent flying, rolled several times on the ground, his Daoist robe covered in dust.
The old Daoist’s hair ornament had fallen off, his grey hair scattered, and he was covered in dust, looking very disheveled.
Blood dripped from his chin, staining the Daoist robe on his chest.
“Reb… cough cough!”
The old devil couldn't even speak this time, coughing violently a few times, even coughing up blood.
Li Yan, hiding in the shadows, only realized after seeing this scene.
“So, during the first Blood Feeding, the old man was just enduring.”
Looking at the result before him, Li Yan was somewhat incredulous.
That punch just now caused Su Mo to bleed heavily, and the shadow, having absorbed a large amount of Yin Blood, was able to make the Peak Ban Xue Realm old Daoist so disheveled with a single punch!
Li Yan, realizing this, excitedly asked: “Do you have any more blood?”
Su Mo patted her stomach and shook her head, uttering a single word: “Hungry.”
Hungry?
The Corpse Puppet meant that she had already consumed too much blood and needed to replenish with some spiritual liquid.
Li Yan realized that with enough Yin Blood, he could kill Old Daoist Xuanwang through the Blood Shadow Art!
“Let’s go, we need to quickly enter the depths of Broken Sword Valley; the one thing that’s not lacking there is Corrupting Heart Flowers and Yin Spirit Water!”
Li Yan took Su Mo’s hand, preparing to take her for a hearty meal.
It had to be said, the Yin Blood produced from the corpse of a Blood Core Realm Cultivator was truly potent!
If it weren't for the small quantity, Li Yan would have been able to slay Old Daoist Xuanwang and the other with the Blood Shadow Art long ago.
The most urgent task was to let Su Mo eat her fill! To produce enough Yin Blood.
He had already found a way to counterattack the old Daoist, and Li Yan would absolutely not miss this opportunity!
Must be fast!
Otherwise, if the old Daoist escaped Broken Sword Valley, he would miss the best chance to kill him.
As Li Yan began to gather medicinal herbs, preparing to replenish Corpse Puppet Su Mo’s blood.
The injured Old Daoist Xuanwang also felt fear.
“Senior Brother, quickly withdraw from Broken Sword Valley; I have an ominous premonition.”
Xuan Sha also frowned tightly: “Just how many treasures did your Disciple pick up in Broken Sword Valley?”
“Forget it, preserving our lives is more important; let’s retreat.”
The two old Daoists, with their Disciples, were about to leave.
Suddenly.
A strange wind blew towards them, a bone-chilling coldness assailing their faces.
As the wind grew stronger, the mist within Broken Sword Valley was gradually being blown inwards.
“Hmm!?”
“The mist in Broken Sword Valley is dissipating?”
Seeing this, Old Daoist Xuanwang slapped his thigh, laughing with ecstatic joy: “Heaven helps me! The cold wind from Cold Crack Valley actually blew all the way here.”
“The mist will dissipate soon, all Disciples get ready!”