Chapter 113: This Is Not Dead Yet

Yang Che almost increased the speed of the star shuttle to the limit.

He didn't have time to think carefully about why Jiang Huocheng's Jiang family was so secretive about him and wanted to take his head.

At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind, and that was that he must escape from Jianghuo City with all his strength before the monks in the Dan Formation Stage caught up with him.

Seeing the city gate getting closer and closer, suddenly, without any warning, the star shuttle under his feet suddenly plummeted to the ground.

Yang Che's heart suddenly sank, knowing that Jiang Huocheng had initiated a no-fly ban.

He quickly put away the Star Escaping Shuttle, used the Wind Control Technique, and continued to rush towards the city gate.

Hundreds of feet.

Baizhang.

Fifty feet.

…

Getting closer.

There are several foundation-building monks waiting at the city gate.

As if they had received some order, they stared at Yang Che coldly and did not attack him.

Ten feet!

A 'buzz' sound.

The sky and the earth suddenly changed color.

Yang Che suddenly felt a chill on his back, and subconsciously used Breaking Wind to make a quick jump to the side.

'Keng'

A ball of icy blue light mist exploded dullly.

The range of the spiritual energy explosion was actually extremely large.

Even though Yang Che had already used Broken Wind Glimpse and had the blessing of Flashing Cloud Boots, he was still affected.

The thunderclouds around him were completely eliminated almost instantly.

At the same time, an extremely strange icy coldness instantly froze one of Yang Che's legs.

Fortunately, the Nine Heart Thunder Flames surged out in time to disintegrate and melt the ice.

"Eh? You actually escaped?"

A ray of light came, and after it stopped, a thin old man with a fly whisk and an immortal air slowly fell to the ground.

"Yang Che, I really didn't expect that. You actually dare to come to Jianghuo City. I really admire your courage. But since you are here, then die."

The thin old man flicked his fly whisk, and a huge ice-blue circular light curtain appeared above him.

Then the old man made a hand seal and pointed towards Yang Che.

Countless long blue ice cones shot out from the light curtain, whizzing towards Yang Che like thousands of arrows.

Yang Che was locked tightly by a strange icy cold aura, his body was as heavy as a million yuan, and for a while he was unable to move at all.

"smear!"

Almost the moment Yang Che realized that he could not move, he sent a message to the ancient blood corpse in the magic stone space.

A huge stream of spiritual consciousness immediately fell on Yang Che, instantly disintegrating the strange icy aura that locked him.

At the same time, three hundred and sixty flying fire needles were ready to go. At the moment when countless ice picks were about to pierce him, they gathered in front of him like running water, forming a strange network of needles.

‘Bang’ sound.

The needle network persisted for two breaths, and then was pierced by powerful ice picks one after another, and then collapsed.

Several blue ice cones fell directly on Yang Che.

Yang Che flew out upside down, directly punching a big hole in the thick city wall, and then slammed into the light barrier of the city protection formation.

'cough'

Yang Che barely controlled his body, and after landing, he propped himself on the ground with one hand and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The gap between him and the monks in the Dan Formation stage is really huge.

There is no chance of winning without using your hole cards.

But Yang Che knew very well in his heart that once he used his trump card, not only would the Qing Sword Sect never be able to return, but he would be surrounded and killed by all the immortal cultivating sects.

It must not be used until a critical moment.

In a very short period of time, countless thoughts flashed through Yang Che's mind.

Finally, he turned around suddenly, took out Sword Four, and stabbed the light shield of the city defense array with one sword.

As long as he can make a hole in this large array of light masks like those ancient general-level blood corpses did a few days ago, he can escape.

Jian Si, one of the ancient swords of Zhenfeng from the Qing Jian Sect.

Although it is only a broken sword, its power is astonishing.

With just one sword strike, the city defense formation was almost pierced.

He was about to thrust out the second sword, but how could the old man of pill formation give him a chance!

Countless 'ice arrows' with a clicking sound stabbed Yang Che's back again.

Yang Che secretly thought it was a pity.

If his cultivation had been higher, the sword just now would have definitely pierced through this large array of light shields.

At this time, he had no choice but to swing the sword four fiercely and slash behind him.

The sword light flashed across, and the ice arrows broke.

Yang Che relied on Duanfeng Lianying and Flashing Cloud Boots to barely avoid the aftermath of the attack.

When the thin old man saw the sword in Yang Che's hand, his expression couldn't help but change.

He quickly thought to himself: "This man actually pulled out the Qingjian Sect's ancient sword of Zhenfeng. In this case, Yang Che cannot be allowed to return to the Qingjian Sect. Otherwise, even if we, Jiang Huocheng, are not afraid of the Qingjian Sect, we will surely Provoke the next great enemy of the world."

After seeing the ancient sword in Yang Che's hand, the lean old man's desire to kill Yang Che became even stronger.

As long as Yang Che dies in Jianghuo City, the Jiang family will be sure to cover up everything.

All the old man's thoughts were also fleeting.

When Yang Che swung his sword again to slash at the large array of light shields, the old man had already spit out his magic weapon.

For monks in the Dantian stage, the most powerful attack is the attack of the natal magic weapon contained in the Dantian.

His eyes darkened, and Yang Che saw that the magic weapon spit out by the old man was actually a blue oval stone.

This stone was extremely cold and emitted a trace of green energy. Under the drive of the old man, it grew bigger and bigger, and at the same time it emitted circles of oval-shaped ice-cold halos, with sharp blades surrounding the rings, cutting towards Yang Che.

The speed of these halos was so fast that they were almost in front of Yang Che in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, Yang Che reorganized the Flying Fire Needle Network in advance. However, after being able to withstand the first blow, it collapsed again.

These weird ice rings immediately hit the thundercloud that Yang Che cast again.

This time, Yang Che unreservedly used all the new power that merged the ancient divine power and magic power to display the 'Thunder Cloud Technique'.

A 'chi' sound.

A harsh cutting sound sounded.

The thunder cloud actually blocked two breaths.

In these two breaths, Yang Che had already turned around and struck another sword at the previous position of the formation shield.

The thunder cloud shattered, and the ice rings hit Yang Che one after another.

The power of the pill-forming monk's natal magic weapon was so powerful that countless cracks appeared on Yang Che's body in an instant, spreading all over his body like spider webs.

Fortunately, with the help of Jiu Xin Lei Yan, Yang Che's body was not broken into pieces.

At the same time, Yang Che's Sword Four struck the formation shield again.

"One more sword and this shield can be pierced."

Although Yang Che's physical body was seriously injured, he immediately swallowed a handful of Yuan Yang Dan and raised Sword Four without any hesitation.

'puff'

With a soft sound, the shield of the formation was finally pierced, and a small hole appeared.

At the same time, a fierce look flashed in Yang Che's eyes.

When he was hit hard again by the ice ring behind him, he directly used the force to spit out a large mouthful of blood, hit the small hole in the large array of light masks, and fell heavily to the ground outside the city.

Yang Che felt like all the bones in his body were broken. If it weren't for the double protection of practicing the Chaos Art of Heaven and Earth and the Nine-Heart Thunder Flame, he wouldn't be able to withstand the attack of this strange ice ring.

"Isn't this still dead?"

The skinny old man had an incredible look in his eyes.

However, when he saw Yang Che lying on the ground, seemingly in a half-dead state, although he was already extremely shocked, his murderous intent became even stronger.

"Hmph, no matter how talented you are, you will die here."

After chasing him out of the formation, the old man flicked his fly whisk, and countless ice arrows instantly pierced Yang Che's back.