"Bang bang bang!!!"
The entire courtyard was shaken by the continuous explosions like firecrackers, but each house was undamaged.
Although Daoyu wanted to kill people, he also knew not to cause abnormal phenomena.
Even when he just wanted to capture someone and take them away, he couldn't let others know that a battle had broken out here.
Therefore, while he had already covered this place with restrictions, he also isolated and protected the courtyard walls and houses to prevent his hands from being affected.
Li Yan You can tell at a glance that this person has been doing secret killings in the city, and his techniques are very sophisticated.
One breath, two breaths...Li Yan's body was constantly spattered with blood arrows, and his skin and flesh were torn.
Dao Yu on the opposite side was also a little frightened at this moment.
"This is a Golden Core Realm monk? So what if he is a physically powerful practitioner? How can he fight against me..."
Although only two breaths had passed, Daoyu had already stirred up a storm in his heart.
When he collided with the opponent with his first blow, he sneered in his heart. This was when the opponent saw no way to escape and had to choose to fight with him.
"It's just a dying struggle!"
This was the thought in his mind at that time. Of course, he did not use all his strength. He also wanted Soul Search to obtain the whereabouts of Zhao Min from the opponent's sea of consciousness.
Then there is this kid's weird and extremely fast movement technique Divine Ability.
The next moment, Daoyu almost bit his tongue. His punch and elbow collided with each other instantly. However, he did not see the opponent's arm break, the limbs flying everywhere, and he was beaten and flew away in an instant.
But when the opponent's elbow sleeve exploded instantly, his fist also felt sore and swollen, making him feel uncomfortable immediately.
Dao Yu was startled and immediately became a little bit disdainful.
"This is an extremely powerful physical practitioner!"
Then the strength in his hands increased, and he punched hundreds of punches with each breath, each punch being more powerful than the last.
Since he wanted to capture the opponent alive, of course he did not dare to attack with all his strength, lest he beat the opponent until even Golden Core Realm was turned into powder.
In this way, he could only continue to strengthen his strength little by little. Every time he strengthened his strength, Daoyu became more and more frightened. By the third breath, he had used 30% of his strength.
Although the opponent had been beaten to a bloody pulp by him since the second breath, he had not yet felt any signs of physical exhaustion from the opponent. Instead, he became more and more fierce, and he was completely different from before.
He usually only needs about 10% of his strength to fight a mid to late Golden Core Realm monk.
Maybe with just one blow, the opponent's physical body will be basically destroyed, and then the opponent's soul will be absorbed directly.
"This is almost the same as the physical cultivation of some fake infants I have seen at the Dacheng state! He also has a Body Refining Technique that may be top-notch?"
Dao Yu had already judged more things in just a moment.
"What is the relationship between Zhao Min and this person? Zhao Min, who is also Human Race, came to see him. They must have been more than just acquaintances before.
Since there are so many people
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Secret, if these methods are used now, Zhao Min can subdue her instantly without any precautions and there will be no doubts. "
By this moment, Daoyu had already concluded that Li Yan was carrying a valuable treasure, and its origin was definitely not simple.
As a Nascent Soul Cultivator, his knowledge is not comparable to those of Xingbo. He can judge many things with just a few clues.
Three breaths later, Li Yan has exerted his strength to the extreme. This has reached his limit.
"That's all. If his magic power continues to increase, he will be able to capture me in just a few breaths."
Li Yan's forehead and corners of his eyes were cracked, which was caused by the opponent's tyrannical magic power.
He also knew that the other party was deliberately holding back his hand, that is, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his hand and would be completely beaten to death with one blow.
Once you find that you can no longer resist his enhanced attacks, you know where your limits are.
At that time, the opponent can easily capture him alive as long as he controls his strength.
Now, the entire courtyard has been sealed by the opponent, like a prison. He can't escape, and his resistance has reached its limit.
Since the other party wants Soul Search, Li Yan is sure that the other party will not kill him directly. This is his only chance to give it a try.
However, this was just Li Yan's momentary thought. If he wanted to sneak attack a Nascent Soul, this opportunity basically did not exist.
But how can Li Yan be a person who is willing to wait for death? The moment he knew what cultivating an immortal was, he knew that he would not grow old like a mortal.
Li Yan There were blood drops dripping from the corners of his cracked eyes, but his eyes did not blink at all, letting the blood soak into them.
In a blood-red field of vision, just after three breaths, Li Yan's aura has reached its peak, three and a half breaths, four breaths...
"Hehehe, this is your strongest attack!"
Daoyu kept bombarding the opponent, and at this time he judged the ultimate strength of the Human Race monk.
At this time, the man's figure continued to retreat under each blow, and the bones on his body made a shocking "click" sound.
Every time he received a blow, monk Human Race's skin would burst out with several long blood holes, and the bones could be seen deep.
"Then let me see if you have anything to hide, hum!"
After observing the opponent for a breath and a half, Daoyu still didn't believe that the opponent's strength had been fully exposed.
He was afraid that he would lose control and give the other party time to self-destruct. He had seen this kind of thing too many times.
As the mana in his body surged slightly, Daoyu slashed his palm across the body and slashed towards Li Yan's neck.
If the opponent is unable to block this attack, he will withdraw his power in an instant and directly knock the opponent unconscious.
Li Yan The green shirt has long been tattered and turned into a blue-black color. The wounds on his body are like the open mouth of a baby. As he dodges violently,
Blood gushed out.
Seeing the opponent cut him off with a palm, Li Yan's eyes were blood red, he let out a low roar like a beast in his throat, and he suddenly raised his arms to support him.
"Bang!"
First there was the sound of palms clashing, and then a large area of silver and golden light erupted from the point where the two collided.
Li Yan's body sank suddenly.
"Click!" There was another crisp sound, and his forearm bent down at a strange angle.
A piece of white bone stubble stabbed out from the strong muscle with a series of blood beads.
Li Yan didn't care about this at all. The severe pain seemed to arouse his ferocity. He even ignored the broken arm and violently raised his legs and knees to hit the opponent's crotch.
Daoyu's face turned dark and became even colder.
"I really can't see the coffin without crying!"
At the same time as Li Yan attacked, Daoyu also turned sideways, raised his legs and bent his knees equally fiercely, and hit Li Yan's knees in a similar posture.
There was another loud "Bang!", and a dazzling light burst out from between the two people's knees. Li Yan was knocked away in an instant.
The knee of one of his legs was a mess, with many broken bones flying out, and several strong broken tendons exposed, like broken grass floating out of the leg.
And his entire consciousness fell into a semi-coma.
Fighting against a Nascent Soul, knowing that Body Refinement was unparalleled, the other party also spared his hand, but due to the huge gap in realm and the equally powerful body of White Devil Race, he was beaten to a semi-crippling state in less than five breaths.
Seeing that Li Yan's consciousness began to fade away, how could Daoyu miss such an opportunity.
As soon as his feet hit the ground, he was already following him like a shadow, and his palms turned into claws and clasped towards the opponent's Tianling Cap again. He had to hurry Soul Search, he had already spent enough time here.
He was afraid that something might happen to Zhao Min.
Unsurprisingly, his palm successfully touched the other person's hair.
Just as he closed his fingers together and buckled it down, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his palm.
Then, in Daoyu's stunned and painful expression, he saw a black hair suddenly grow out of the other person's head.
The black hair was very abrupt, and it looked so dazzling among Li Yan's long and short hair.
Even though Daoyu's body was more powerful than Li Yan, the black hair was pierced directly from the palm of his hand.
"Hey! Damn it, Dharma Treasure sneak attack!"
He couldn't help but gasped, and raised his palm suddenly. He already realized that the other party actually used a piece of Dharma Treasure that turned into a piece of hair to sneak attack him.
Before, he thought it was just a piece of hair without any special fluctuations in the power of the Five Elements, so he grabbed a handful of it.
Under the severe pain, Daoyu suddenly withdrew his palm.
At this time, Li Yan, who was under his palm, had a somewhat distracted expression, and suddenly
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Suddenly he became clear, and a pair of blood-red eyes blinked at him strangely.
Li Yan's weird expression made Daoyu unable to react at all.
The next moment, he knew the reason. A force suddenly came from the palm of his hand that he quickly withdrew. This force instantly reached the depths of his soul.
His originally rock-solid soul suddenly felt a trace of pain, and his body in mid-air paused slightly.
As his body paused, an almost imperceptible spatial fluctuation came from the back of his head, but it was just a fluctuation.
Daoyu didn't feel any power of the five elements, but the hair on his body stood up in an instant.
The constant life-and-death confrontation with Black Devil Race made his mind flash back to the hair that had no power of the five elements just now.
He jerked his head.
"Poof!" There was a muffled sound.
A long black spike flew in from behind Daoyu's right ear, then flew out of his right eye socket, flying into the distance with a big eyeball dripping with blood.
"Ah!" Daoyu screamed, and his body quickly shot to the side.
At this sudden change, Li Yan immediately touched the ground with one leg and stabilized his figure again.
At the same time, he moved his hand, a black light flashed, and a long black thorn flew into his hand.
There was a long thorn on one end of the needle, with a blue eye, and blood was still dripping from it.
Looking at the monk White Devil Race who had just stood up and looked up with blood on his face, Li Yan screamed in his heart.
"Even if the opponent kept a secret attack, it still failed to succeed. What a pity!"
Li Yan just ended up using heavy physical injuries to paralyze the opponent, and used Guiyi Water-Parting Spike to set up a series of ambushes, but in the end it didn't go as expected.
The soul of this White Devil Race monk was so powerful that Li Yan could not predict it. After his palm was injured, he was only affected by Guiyi Water-Parting Spike and woke up without even half a breath.
Li Yan's final fatal blow was noticed by the other party, and he dodged it, failing to penetrate the back of his head.
If that were the case, it could directly severely damage the sea of consciousness and the soul.
Daoyu stabilized his body and looked sharply at the ordinary-looking monk Human Race in front of him. One of his eye sockets was already filled with black holes.
One of those beautiful blue eyes was missing. Although there was blood surging in the eye sockets, like a blood tide, no more drops could flow out. He used his magic to seal it inside.
This made his originally handsome and unusual appearance become intimidating and terrifying, like a demon from hell.
What made Dao Yu even more uncomfortable was that it was not just an eyeball that was taken away by the unknown thorn at this moment, but also two holes, one large and one small, seemed to be nailed into his soul.
A wave of severe pain that ordinary people couldn't bear came from the depths of his soul. He just wanted to keep shouting loudly to vent this pain, which was not comparable to physical trauma at all.