Chapter 13: Life Hangs by a Thread

In the past, in order to cultivate Zhao Yi, Old Lady Zhao also deliberately arranged some dangers for Zhao Yi to try, but after all, under the supervision of Old Lady Zhao, Zhao Yi's life was not the slightest threat.

So for Zhao Yi, this is the first time he really faces death. It was false to say in my heart that I was not afraid, especially when I saw that all the people who participated in the test died at the hands of those black-robed people, and even in the end, they couldn't even save a whole corpse, and seeing the cruel methods of these evil cultivators, the fear in my heart was even greater.

Zhao Yi recalled countless methods in his mind, but none of them could be used to deal with the current crisis, after all, in the face of absolute power, all means were superfluous.

"You are also a talent, you can take on so many tricks from me with the strength of the first realm, and it is the first time I have met it, if it weren't for the urgency of time, I really want to have a good time, but it's a pity. ”

"Alright, no more nonsense, are you ready to die? ”

It was also rare for the black-robed man to say a lot, and as he spoke, he licked the blood stained on the knife.

Zhao Yi tightened the long sword in his hand, fully guarded, and the cold sweat on his forehead fully reflected Zhao Yi's sense of fear.

The black-robed man sneered, and the whole person turned into a black shadow and rushed straight towards Zhao Yi.

The windless sword rose, and Zhao Yi subconsciously used the windless sword technique known for his defense again. Of course, the windless sword technique did not live up to Zhao Yi's expectations, and successfully resisted the black-robed man, and the two fought together again.

Different from the previous battles, the black-robed man's offensive was even sharper and more violent, like a storm. And Zhao Yi is like a small grass in the storm, which may fall at any time.

Even if the windless swordsmanship is known for its defense, it comes from a famous swordsmanship. However, the difference in strength between Zhao Yi and the black-robed man was too great, and after dozens of rounds, Zhao Yi was hit by several knives, especially the right arm with the sword, and the knife on the arm was almost deep to the bone.

"It's tenacious, but now you can't even hold the sword, look how you struggle. The black-robed man sneered, and the knife in his hand was draped at Zhao Yi again.

With such a serious injury, even if the physical fitness of a martial artist in the Dust Washing Realm exceeds that of ordinary people, it will still greatly weaken his strength. It's just that what the black-robed man didn't expect was that in the face of the knife he chopped, Zhao Yi only slightly avoided the vital part and took a knife from himself, and at the same time, the sword in his hand stabbed at the black-robed man, forcing the black-robed man to retreat, and Zhao Yi also took the opportunity to take a few steps backwards and put a distance from the black-robed man.

For Zhao Yi's approach, the black-robed man was a little unbelievable, willing to be stabbed, and forced himself to retreat, and at the same time retreated himself. Obviously not trying to exchange injuries for injuries. It's just that the black-robed man didn't think much about it, he just wanted to end the battle quickly, and didn't want to give Zhao Yi a chance to breathe, so he killed Zhao Yi again almost in a breath. And Zhao Yi took advantage of this short gap to change the long sword in his hand to his left hand.

Zhao Yi's talent in kendo is understandable, and even the master who taught Zhao Yi swordsmanship was amazed in this regard. Ordinary people are accustomed to using a sword with their right hand, and the same is true for Zhao Yi. It's just that Zhao Yi is different from ordinary people, Zhao Yi's left-handed sword is also extremely proficient. No one knows this.

The moment Zhao Yi held the sword in his left hand, Zhao Yi's entire momentum changed, as if he held the sword and found the courage to fight.

Facing the black-robed man's slashing knife, Zhao Yi easily blocked it, still using the same windless sword technique, but the power he displayed was far stronger than the sword technique he used when he used his right hand.

For a moment, the two were once again caught in the middle of a fight. Zhao Yi, who is holding a sword in his left hand, and Zhao Yi, who is holding a sword in his right, are completely two people. In the same swordsmanship, if Zhao Yi with a sword in his right hand is compared to his only line, then Zhao Yi with a sword in his left hand has already understood its meaning. are two completely different states. Zhao Yi, who was holding a sword in his right hand, was able to compete with Wu Chengdou, who was at the peak of dust-washing, and even forcibly won with his swordsmanship. Then Zhao Yi, who was holding a sword in his left hand, could compete with the black-robed man, even if he was in a weak position, at least he would not be defeated in a short period of time.

In an instant, the two went through dozens of rounds and fought to an equal footing. Even Zhao Yi relied on the diversity of swordsmanship and the clever switching between each other, and finally succeeded in stabbing the left shoulder.

The two of them distanced themselves, and the black-robed man looked at the wound on his shoulder incredulously. Although it only punctured the skin, even ordinary people can be ignored, but the meaning of this is different. This means that the kid in front of him, who was originally under his control of life and death, suddenly has the strength to resist himself, and can even hurt himself. This was never thought of in any way. The fact that a martial artist at the peak of his own dust washing was stabbed by an ant who was at the beginning of the dust washing realm, this is an incredible thing in anyone's eyes, and it will only become a laughing stock. This was a disgrace to the black-robed man, and the black-robed man was furious.

"Boy, I will make you worse than dead, and let you experience the feeling of watching the essence blood being drawn out and turned into a dry corpse. The black-robed man said from the grave.

Mixed with anger, the black-robed man completely exploded. The cultivation of the peak of dust washing has completely exploded, and every move and style is not comparable to before. Even if Zhao Yi switched to his strongest left-handed sword, after all, the gap in the cultivation realm could not be bridged, Zhao Yi was in danger again, almost had no power to fight back, he could only defend in embarrassment, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

Every evil person has countless blood in their hands, and only in this way can their strength advance rapidly, which is destined to make their actual combat ability and experience extremely rich.

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Finally, with the unremitting efforts of the Chief Elder of the Sealing Hall and the Breaking Elder for two hours, the seal of the Sealed Mysterious Forest was finally broken. The disciples of the Xuyuan Sect who rescued the testers were also on standby at the entrance early, and after the Seal Breaking Elder broke the seal, he quickly entered the entrance and rescued the testers in the Mysterious Forest.

When the rescuers sent by the Xuyuan Sect entered the Mysterious Forest, they saw a withered corpse, and the expression of each dried corpse could tell their pain before death.

"Damn the Demon Outer Ways. Quick, everyone in pairs, a comprehensive search. When encountering evil demons, they will all be killed. A disciple of the Void Yuan Sect who was in charge ordered with an angry expression.

"Yes"

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At this time, the battle between Zhao Yi and the black-robed man was also coming to an end. At this time, Zhao Yi was leaning against a tree trunk, looking very embarrassed, his clothes had already been cut by a knife, and he was even more infiltrated by blood, and he was extremely weak. And a zhang away, the black-robed man supported his body with a knife, and the whole person was half-kneeling on the ground, panting in his mouth, and he was stabbed in several places on his body, and he looked very embarrassed. The two have different attitudes, and the winner is decided.

"You're very good, now I'm a little reluctant to kill you, I hope next time, you can bring me a bigger surprise. After speaking, in Zhao Yi's puzzled eyes, the black-robed man put away his long knife, turned around and left.

Seeing the black-robed man leave and survive, no, to be precise, the black-robed man took his life, Zhao Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief, the whole tense nerves finally relaxed, his body was completely paralyzed, and his body no longer had the slightest strength, and he fell asleep.