A washed-up martial arts master reborn 30 years ago

Chapter 398
between the void,

The aftermath of the battle has not yet subsided, and the terrifying energy is sweeping across every corner of the void like a tsunami. It is a terrifying battlefield where even the warriors at the Grand Master level can hardly stand.

At this time,
With the death of Patriarch Sikong, the magic power he controlled dissipated between heaven and earth, triggering changes in the celestial phenomena.
The bright red light swept across, reflecting the red sky above, as if weeping blood.

Yang Qingyun's figure stood in the void, his face slightly pale.

He took a few deep breaths,
After a while, his breath returned to calmness, and he finally calmed down.

At this time,
Not far from the void,
Ancestor Sikong is full of vitality, but his soul has long been destroyed, and is quietly suspended in mid-air.

He did not fall to the earth because of his death.

The corpses of such powerful men, even if their owners are dead, still exude power fluctuations that make people feel frightened, and contain unimaginable miraculous powers.

"The power of the virtual realm is truly terrifying!"

Looking at the body of Patriarch Sikong in front of him, Yang Qingyun let out a long breath.

“If it’s a head-to-head confrontation, who will win, who will lose, who will live, who will die, it’s hard to say in the end.”

Thinking back on this battle, especially the last earth-shattering blow from Patriarch Sikong, Yang Qingyun couldn't help but feel a lingering feeling of fear for the rest of his life.

There really was no way he could resist the power contained in Patriarch Sikong's last move!
If he hadn't planned it long ago and was really carried out by him, then the person standing here would not be Yang Qingyun, but the other party!
When Yang Qingyun first intervened to save Xie Qingtian and made a sneak attack, Yang Qingyun not only attached himself to the will of the sword that he had understood at a very deep level, but also caused the wound caused by the will of the sword to adhere to it and linger around, preventing the wound from healing. outside,

In that knife, he also added some things that he had learned in the past two years in the process of comprehending the magical power and secret art of Dreaming,
That is - the power of dreams!
This invisible and qualityless power, together with the will of the sword, quietly stayed on the wound on the waist of Patriarch Sikong.

He was careless!

Perhaps he thinks that there is no need to care about the injuries caused by ants who are only in the Grand Master realm.

Or maybe it was because he had been standing at a high place for a long time and was injured by an ant, which made him lose his temper. It was because he lost his mind due to his rage.

Patriarch Sikong did not spend a little time refining the will of the sword lingering around his waist at the first time. Instead, he used his magic power to suppress it and recovered a little, then he immediately set off a thunderous force and attacked Yang Qingyun. .

This,

This just became the root cause of his downfall!
In the course of the following battle, the faster Patriarch Sikong attacked with his fists, the more impatient he became. The invisible power of dreams hidden under the will of the sword became more and more integrated into his blood, and along the way It penetrates every corner of his body!
Also because of this,

The moment Patriarch Sikong was about to unleash his heaven-destroying weapon, he was unprepared. In an instant, Yang Qingyun activated the dream power in his body and dragged him into a dream!

When masters compete, victory or defeat happens in an instant.

Although Patriarch Sikong quickly reacted and broke away from the dream,

But Yang Qingyun had already been prepared.

With heart and mind,

At that time, although the momentum of the move that Patriarch Sikong had gathered had reached its peak, the power in his body was also consumed a lot, resulting in a significant reduction in flexibility.

At the moment when he was dragged into the dream, Yang Qingyun, who was prepared in advance, suddenly took action!

that knife

It was during the two years of seclusion that he had accumulated and polished the sword in his Dantian for two years in order to comprehend the Yin and Yang Dao!

The mind is cut with a knife!
In an instant, the sky and the earth separated Yin and Yang, and the void burst open, so that Patriarch Sikong was unable to react at all, and his soul was cut off with a knife!
This,

This is also the truth behind the defeat of his ancestor Sikong!
"However, although this old monster was killed by me, there were also factors of carelessness and luck. Although I have made great progress in the past two years, there is still a long way to go before I can truly become a strong person in the virtual realm! "

Looking at the body of Patriarch Sikong not far away, Yang Qingyun became alert.

Even though he used his cultivation level as a grand master to defeat the great master of the virtual realm,

Such a record,
Enough to be sung in the Tiannan Region for thousands of years!
But Yang Qingyun didn't have much pride in his heart.

No one knows better than him what he will encounter in the future, and his current achievements are just a small step forward.

What's more, as a man of three generations, he no longer cares much about things like reputation.

After the battle, sum up the gains and losses, continue to maintain the advantages, make up for the shortcomings, and continue to move towards stronger strength.

This is what warriors should care about.

and,

It's still far from time to relax.

Yang Qingyun quickly packed up the trophies, including the body of Patriarch Sikong, after hesitating for a moment, he then raised his head and looked up at the sky above.

His eyes seemed to see through the void and saw the battle in another space above.

At this time, he couldn't help but feel a little more worried in his eyes.

The great battle that took place there,

I am afraid that this is the place where the fate of the two major sects will be decided.

I don’t know what the situation is now.

There's no way to know what's going on inside,
"Maybe the demise of the Holy Ji Sect in the previous life happened in this battle? Unfortunately, although I have a certain strength now, it is still difficult for me to make a big change."

Yang Qingyun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He was able to kill Sikong Ancestor in the virtual realm. There was also a certain element of luck in this, and he did not have the real combat power to kill the great master in the virtual realm.

What's more, after this battle, the Gang Yuan in his body has not yet recovered, and his combat power has not yet returned to its peak.

There is no way to intervene in the virtual battlefield that takes place in another space.

Right now,

He couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"Damn it, if you give me a few more years."

In Yang Qingyun's eyes,
A look of unwillingness emerged.

only,
What Yang Qingyun didn't know was,

When he killed Patriarch Sikong,

The fluctuations of the fall of the virtual realm spread, and when they entered the melee battlefield in the void space.

The entire battlefield, where the Shengji Sect was retreating steadily, came to a standstill at that moment.
A series of eyes suddenly crossed the space and fell on him.

Those lines of sight searched the sky and the earth,

After discovering that Yang Qingyun was the only one next to the body of Patriarch Sikong, there was a look of shock in his eyes.

Is this a warrior at the Grand Master Realm who leapfrogged his level and killed a powerful figure in the Void Realm?
Regardless of whether it was the Saint Ji Sect or the Void Realm powerful person from the Xuanling Sect, their faces showed a look of horror.

And those strange warriors who seemed to come from Zhongzhou looked at each other. The leader of the cave-level power had a deep look in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Hahaha! Well done! You are indeed my good apprentice!"

Suddenly,
Mu Xiangzi, who was fighting against two powerful men in the Cave Heaven Realm with one against two, laughed loudly, breaking the deadly silence on the battlefield at that moment.

"With this son here, why worry about the sect not being prosperous in the future!"

Right now,

A bright light lit up in his eyes,

At the same time, deep in the pupils,
A trace of will to die flashed through!

(End of this chapter)