Chapter Forty-six: Bai Yi's Death

  "That's not necessarily true!" Suddenly, Wan Tian, who was in charge of the tenth region, spoke up.

  "Wan Shi Xiong, this Yang Yi is indeed mysterious and has many methods, he can be considered a genius, with six drops of essence already condensed in his body. However, when it comes to Bai Yi, he's completely at a disadvantage, what kind of waves can he still stir up?" One of the middle-aged men wearing a purple crown said.

  Wan Tian only glanced at him lightly, and smiled slightly: "You see, although Yang is at a disadvantage everywhere, but there is not a trace of anxiety on his face, he still has an ace up his sleeve."

  After Wan Tian's reminder, everyone carefully observed Yang Yi's expression and found that there was not a hint of anxiety in his expression.

  Yang Yi was unaware that outside, a group of powerful shape-shifters were watching the struggle between him and Bai Yi. His mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts, but he couldn't make up his mind.

  Bai Yi's face turned cold, and he swiftly pounced over, unleashing a terrifying power that directly exploded. He didn't even know what mysterious martial skills he had used, as his entire body was fluttering about unpredictably. Moreover, the surroundings were also vaguely affected by a raging storm, as Bai Yi once again employed his Storm Technique.

  "Alright, Bai Yi, you're looking for death! Let's see if you can withstand these things!"

  Yang Yi's face flashed with a hint of ferocity, and he quickly took out several yellow talismans from the spatial ring. These talismans were obtained from that mysterious ring, each one comparable to the power of Congealed Blood Fourth Level.

  "Whoosh"

  Yang's hand suddenly dripped with several drops of fresh blood, countless talismans began to burn fiercely, and were thrown out one after another by Yang.

  Rumble rumble rumble

  Fearsome explosions, infinite power ravaging, such power, endless and boundless. Yang Yi had over a hundred powerful talismans, so many talismans that could originally withstand the attacks of a Fifth-Order Blood Condensation expert. But now, Yang Yi didn't care about anything else, taking them all out and throwing them away like they were worthless.

  "Binding Spell, Nine Palace Illusion, Nine Consecutive Shots, Die!"

  Yang Yi almost didn't give Bai Yi a chance to breathe, using all the means at his disposal in one go, unleashing a terrifying power explosion, accompanied by nine long arrows flying in and binding forces.

  Even if Bai Yi becomes stronger again, there's nothing that can be done about it.

  However, just as Yang Yi's hand was about to touch the smoke and dust, a dark hand suddenly stretched out from inside, and a terrifying force burst out, about to blast onto Yang Yi's body.

  Fortunately, Yang Yi was on guard and immediately retreated, avoiding being hit. Otherwise, the previous punch would have seriously injured him.

  The smoke gradually dispersed, revealing the white and disheveled appearance of the wolf. His entire body was covered in tattered clothes, with fresh blood constantly flowing, clearly showing that he had been injured.

  However, Bai Yi's aura became even more ferocious and his killing intent grew stronger, just like an ancient fierce beast, his killing intent almost condensed into a tangible substance.

  That powerful blow just now was actually unable to kill Bai Yi. This Bai Yi is really too formidable.

  "Cough, okay, never has anyone driven me to such a state, if not for the father's gift of this treasure, the Azure Cloud Armor, I'm afraid I would have been killed by that last blow."

  Under the tattered clothes that had been blown to pieces by Bai Yi, he was indeed wearing a soft and shimmering suit of armor, and from it, Yang Yi felt an extraordinary power that he had never felt before.

  This is a magic weapon, only a master of transformation can refine it. Inside, the refiner's essence and blood are sealed, I don't know how powerful it is. Even Yang Yi's fierce attack just now couldn't break through the defense of this magic armor, which shows how powerful it is.

  This is still Yang Yi, seeing the powerful magic tool for the first time.

  Everyone outside was shocked and immediately looked at the treasure armor on Bai Yi's body.

  "Call"

  One of the onlookers' eyes flickered, and he said coldly, "Wan, you're quite perceptive. Yang Yi indeed had an ace up his sleeve, with so many talismans at his disposal. An ordinary cultivator would have been killed by Yang Yi's consecutive attacks long ago. However, who could have predicted that Bai Pojun would actually pass on the Azure Cloud Armor to Bai Yi? This is a mid-grade artifact, something even we can't refine. With this treasure armor, even a master of the fifth level of Blood Condensation won't be able to harm Bai Yi. Yang Yi is as good as dead."

  A medium-grade artifact, must be cultivated to the high-end in the realm of transformation, can only be refined, the realm of transformation, like the condensation of blood, also has nine layers, one layer is more difficult than the other.

  An ordinary Transformation Master can only refine low-grade artifacts, and only those with a Transformation of five or more can refine mid-grade artifacts. A single mid-grade artifact has the power to withstand the might of dozens of low-grade artifacts.

  At this time, Wan Tian's eyes also flashed with a hint of sharpness, and he coldly snorted: "Since Bai Pojun has given his Bixiao armor to Bai Yi, I'm afraid his ambitions are not small. He wants Bai Yi to take the first place in the Hu Long Grand Prix, but unfortunately, if it were in the past, perhaps Bai Yi could still get the first place, but this time... heh heh, I'm afraid there's no chance at all."

  Wan Yun finished speaking, and the other transformation masters also nodded with a smile. They all knew that this year's first place was already without any suspense. No one had that kind of terrifying talent, and even ten more Bai Yis wouldn't be able to get first place.

  These masters of transformation all looked down on Yang Yi, after all, a mid-grade artifact was something that even they didn't possess. The power it held was simply unimaginable, and probably not even Yang Yi's poisonous hand could penetrate this treasure armor. Bai Yi had already reached an unbeatable position.

  "What a pity, Yang Yi is also a rare genius, but he encountered Bai Yi and had bad luck. Luck is also part of one's strength, even with talented geniuses, if they have bad luck, they will fall, and fallen geniuses are not geniuses anymore." These shape-shifting masters' eyes kept flickering as they sighed repeatedly.

  His pale face was flashing with ferocious colors, his whole body full of murderous intent, coldly saying: "No one has ever forced me to such a desperate state, you're dead for sure!"

  Bai Yi instantly unleashed his Thunderous Technique, and his entire body rapidly burst forth with the most powerful strength, like a shooting star heading straight for Yang Yi.

  Yang Yi clenched his teeth slightly, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes, his heart racing rapidly, immense power brewing.

  "Hmph, you think you can kill me? Binding Technique, Bind!"

  Yang Yi let out a loud shout and immediately dripped out a drop of almost pitch-black vital blood from his fingertips.

  Indeed, this is the essence of blood, and it's one of the six drops of Yang Yi's essence of blood that he condensed with great difficulty. However, at this moment, when the situation has reached its most critical point, there's no time to think about anything else.

  "Hum"

  This drop of essence blood suddenly ignited, and Yang instantly felt a terrifying binding force acting on Bai Yi's body. The strength of this power was simply unbelievable.

  Bai Yi's expression changed in an instant, and his body stopped moving immediately, yes, completely stopped, just like a wooden carving.

  This is the powerful force produced after the essence and blood burn, using the essence and blood to cast a spell, its power will reach dozens of times before. Originally, if it was an ordinary binding technique, it would only bind his body, still able to move, just very slow and laborious. But now, Bai Yi's body has completely stopped.

  Yang Yi didn't hesitate, and in an instant, he flashed forward, his two hands heavily slapping towards Bai Yi's head.

  Bang

  Bai Yi's eyes were filled with resentment and madness, but it was all useless now. His head had been blown up by Yang in an instant, just like a target.

  Bo Xilai is dead!