Chapter 89: The Demonic Genius

  "Monster, monster! This Yang Yi is simply a perverted monster. What kind of body is that? It's shining brightly like gold, could it be a body made from piled up gold? Even if it's gold, it'll still be split in two by the Dicíng Sword, you monster!"

  Not only the disciples, but also Zhao Yuanlong, who was watching from below, had a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth. His inner shock had reached an unprecedented level: "What kind of technique is this? What kind of method is this? Can flesh and blood be so terrifying? Not even my Diguang Sword can cut in, although that Biyun armor has some obstruction, but it shouldn't be that not even Yang Yi's skin can be pierced!"

  Lu Ming's eyes gleamed with excitement as he spoke in a low voice, "Good kid, good kid, indeed a good kid! Such incredible skills, tsk, tsk, even top-grade artifacts can't withstand it. What kind of twisted technique is this?"

  In fact, because the Undying Golden Body Technique is extremely important, Bai Zhan Tian has never revealed it in front of anyone before, not even to his own family members. The technique is only known by Bai Zhan Tian alone. Yang Yi had investigated this beforehand, so he used it without any reservations, not fearing that anyone would associate it with Bai Zhan Tian.

  The most surprised person in the field was Zhao Yu Hu, he opened his mouth wide, and his eyes showed an incredible expression, and his brain seemed to be stunned too, and he didn't make any further moves.

  Yang's mouth corner slightly revealed a hint of a sly smile, and he said in a low voice: "If this sword of yours can't defeat me, then the one who will die is you, Qianzhongshou!"

  "Humming"

  A sound echoed through the void, and Yang Yi's hands trembled slightly, as countless illusory handprints shot towards Zhao Yuantu. The sheer aura in the air was enough to make one's scalp tingle, and this time Yang Yi had used his full strength, his heart pounding continuously, with all 45 drops of his refined blood power fully mobilized, as if even space itself would be shattered by this attack. This was no longer the power of a Seventh or Eighth Stage Blood Condensation cultivator, nor even that of a Golden Dan Supreme expert.

  Such a terrifying power, forty-five drops of pure blood burst out instantly, and everyone seemed to feel a huge mountain peak, unmatched power fiercely slammed onto Zhao Yu's body.

  Bang

  Zhao Yu Hu's clothes were all torn apart, revealing a golden armor that was stuck to his body. The massive force acted on the golden armor, but it was like ripples on water, and the force was quickly dissipated by the golden armor.

  This is the defensive power of a medium-grade artifact, which should not be underestimated. Yang Yi's Azure Cloud Armor is also like this, with a terrifying defensive power that cannot be matched by any high-grade artifacts or treasures.

  Yang Yi naturally didn't have a top-grade artifact, but the power of his forty-five drops of essence blood bursting out was in no way inferior to the might of a top-grade artifact. It just wasn't as sharp, but it made up for it with its vast and heavy momentum. The Golden Armor had only shed off a large part of Yang Yi's power, but there was still some that pierced through the Golden Armor and took effect on Zhao Yuantu's body.

  "Hmm"

  A mouthful of blood spurted out from Zhao Yuantu's mouth, his internal organs were severely shaken by Yang Yi's enormous power, but it did not put his life in danger. However, at this moment, Zhao Yuantu's eyes were filled with extreme horror. With the protection of a mid-grade artifact, he was actually shocked to spit out blood. Just how powerful was Yang Yi's strength?

  "Hmph, want to leave? Let's give you a taste of being bombed too, haha!"

  Yang Yi's figure transformed into a rainbow light, almost surrounding Zhao Yuantu, punching and attacking again and again.

  "Bang bang bang"

  Countless sounds, Zhao Yuantu was forced to have no power to fight back at all.

  Scoff

  Suddenly, everyone below the stage clearly heard this sound, like the sound of tearing fabric.

  Yang Yi stopped in his tracks, a smile on his face. His countless punches had also taken effect, and even the Golden Armor, a mid-grade treasure, was directly cracked open by his blows.

  It will take no more than three punches for this golden armor to be completely scrapped.

  Zhao Yuanhu stared at Yang Yi in horror, he really couldn't imagine how Yang Yi could have such ferocious power, and was afraid that even if he were beaten to death, he wouldn't dare believe that someone could possess forty-five drops of essence blood in the fifth stage of Blood Congealation.

  Zhao Yuanhu finally became terrified, he shouted loudly towards the stage below: "Big brother save me, big brother save me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

  In Zhao Yuandong's eyes under the stage, a fierce killing intent was revealed, and he stood up fiercely, his voice like thunder: "Stop!"

  Yang Yi ignored Zhao Yuanlong's shout and suddenly swung his fist at Zhao Yuanlong again.

  "Seeking death, an instant of curved light, death!"

  Zhao Yuanlong's body was filled with a powerful aura, like a divine being. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the center of his brow, and a beam of light shot out, emitting a clear and melodious sound. Suddenly, it transformed into his true ancestral origin - a fiery bird, the bloodline of the phoenix.

  The Firebird's speed was incredibly fast, but Yang Yi didn't stop at all, coldly laughing and saying: "It's too late, Jiugong Huanjing, die!"

  "Whoosh"

  Yang Yi displayed his immortal martial arts skills, and immediately his figure transformed into nine identical figures, simultaneously throwing punches with earth-shaking power.

  Zhao Yuanhu burst out his last strength in terror, he didn't want to die, his heart suddenly and violently started pounding, trying to resist these nine huge forces.

  Boom

  It's useless, blood splattered everywhere. The power of Yang Yi's forty-five drops of essence and blood was so great that even a master of the Ninefold Golden Elixir couldn't claim to surpass him in strength, let alone nine Yang Yis with nine identical powers.

  This is the true Xianpin Wujiquan, one move out, the enemy dies. Zhao Yuantu's body was completely destroyed, his head was directly exploded, and his skeleton was even broken into several pieces, with blood and flesh blurred together.

  Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yang Yi stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the Dīguāng Sword.

  At this time, Zhao Yuanlong's firebird had arrived, but Yang Yi was not surprised at all. Because at this moment, another firebird suddenly flew out of the void, accompanied by a calm voice: "Haha, Zhao Yuanlong, can you casually break the rules of Qiankun Platform? End of days, burning heaven!"

  The two Vermilion Birds were both of the Phoenix lineage, indicating that Lu Ming and Zhao Yuanlong's bloodlines were the same. However, the martial techniques they displayed were also earth-shaking. The collision between them was like a crash between giant mountains, heavily resonating in the hearts of the crowd. Endless flames burst forth with a deafening explosion, just like a volcanic eruption. A shocking force shook the Qiankun Platform in all directions. Even Yang Yi's Adamantine Body felt a faint ache and hastily retreated.

  Both are masters of disguise, their strength is almost equal, and neither can gain the upper hand over the other.

  Zhao Yuanlong looked at Zhao Yuantiger, whose face was a mess of blood and flesh. His eyes were icy cold as he stared at Yang Yi, his voice even colder: "Good, good, good, Yang Yi, you're ruthless enough, I'll remember you!"

  Yang Yi sneered coldly and stood off against Zhao Yuanlong.