Chapter 378 Impeccable
"Yes, a mere sixth level person was able to almost kill me. Although he relied on the advantage of weapons, it is still very rare. The people from the academy are not bad."
Jin Chongyun praised sincerely: "I will give you another chance to join the underworld. The benefits are beyond your imagination. We don't have any life-and-death feuds."
Zhao Yushu chuckled and said, "I can't think of anything in this world that I want but the academy can't give me. To put it bluntly, if I am willing, the emperor of Dongdu will have to give up his throne."
Jin Chongyun laughed loudly: "Well said, but this is something the academy can't give you. You can't just want it if you want it!"
Zhao Yushu spit out a mouthful of disgust: "As expected, you still refuse to tell the truth."
Being unscrupulous might attract many cultivators, but it is impossible to attract so many inner-level bigwigs. The other party is unwilling to tell what the bargaining chips or purpose of the underworld are, but they are sure that they know that the academy will not agree with them.
Then there is nothing to talk about, it's just a life-and-death battle.
Zhao Yushu turned into thunder, and the cold iron sword reflected the moonlight and pierced straight into Jin Chongyun's brow.
Jin Chongyun sneered, and placed the golden sword on the ground. A light golden semicircle suddenly expanded and spread for a full ten feet.
Zhao Yushu just rushed into the semicircle.
His movements froze.
The thunder on his body slowly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the slow-motion button was pressed.
“When I broke through the seventh heaven, I was in the middle of a life-and-death battle. I broke through in battle, and there was only a thin line between life and death. I seized this line and snatched a trace of the understanding of heaven and earth.”
Jin Chongyun let go of the golden sword and walked over slowly: "This is my understanding. As long as you are faster than him, he will be slower than you. Doesn't it sound like nonsense?"
Zhao Yushu blinked and found that there was nothing wrong with his eyes and mouth, but his limbs could not move.
After all, it is not an inner scene. Although there is some understanding, it is still far from enough. So, the flaws should be obvious.
"If they are all in the Ninth Heaven, your move can only trap them for a moment at most."
"Yes, it is enough to trap the Ninth Heaven for a moment, but Mr. Liu, you are only at the Sixth Heaven, so trapping you for a day and a night should not be a big problem."
"That's right, but I'm curious, why did you use him instead of them?"
"what?"
Zhao Yushu twitched his lips and said, "Old Jin, how are your boxing skills?"
Jin Chongyun frowned, totally unable to understand why Zhao Yushu asked such irrelevant questions. What on earth did he want to do?
"Can you still fight if you give up your knife?"
A green light flashed, and a thunder exploded in the darkness. Zhao Yushu, with a grim face, put his hand together and pointed the sword. A one-foot-long sharp sword energy stabbed fiercely on the semicircle, and a shattering sound was heard.
Jin Chongyun's perception is indeed terrifying, and to a certain extent it is close to the effect of time stopping. If Jin Chongyun reaches the inner scene, he may be able to make up for the two biggest flaws of this perception, such as the need to use a golden knife as the eye of the formation, and not being disturbed by external forces.
It's a pity that he didn't come.
A kind of great power of heaven and earth that is felt in a one-on-one situation. Even if he subconsciously always believes that he can only fight one-on-one, the flaw should not be too obvious.
The moment Zhao Yushu regained movement, he transformed into Assassin and used the Thunder Step and Shadow Step to avoid Jin Chongyun's heavy punch that was launched entirely by instinct.
After Jin Chongyun's punch missed, he immediately rushed forward to prevent Zhao Yushu's terrifying assassination from behind.
But there was no sense of crisis behind him. Jin Chongyun's eyes widened with anger and he realized at the first moment that he had been fooled.
The darkness disappeared, Zhao Yushu pulled up the golden sword and threw it hard. With a splash, the golden sword of the Golden Sword Sect, which was famous on both sides of the river, fell into the river.
Jin Chongyun gnashed his teeth in hatred. It was no big deal that the golden knife fell into the river. The golden knife was heavy enough and would not float away. He could just find it later.
However, Zhao Yushu's move had indeed hit upon his weakness, as he was not good at fighting. Secondly, it was even more uncomfortable for him, as the leader of the Golden Sword Sect, his weapon was taken away by a sixth-level cultivator. No matter how tragically Zhao Yushu died in the end, if this matter were to spread, he would lose all his face!
Everyone who knows about this must die!
Duan Tiezhu, who was hiding in the dark, shuddered for no reason, as if he sensed the murderous intent.
As soon as Zhao Yushu arrived at Zang Street, he sent people to evacuate all the people. Fortunately, there were not many people here after the curfew at night, and only some empty shops were left. The shops were not worth money, so they could come back to Zhao Yushu to settle the bill.
But he stayed out of curiosity, and didn't seem to find it strange why he subconsciously believed that Zhao Yushu would definitely survive.
He had known that Zhao Yushu was very brave, but he didn't know that Zhao Yushu was so brave. The leader of the Golden Sword Sect was a famous martial arts master in this area, a great cultivator who had firmly stepped into the ninth heaven. He was an old senior who he had to pay great respects to when they met.
So when he learned that such a person had joined the underworld, he was horrified, horrified that the power of the underworld was so terrifying.
However, today, seeing that Zhao Yushu actually fought back and forth with Jin Chongyun, and even took the opportunity to seize the opponent's weapon, this kind of strength is even more shocking than the underworld.
The academy is still the invincible academy in the world.
Zhao Yushu is still the same Zhao Yushu who could reach the seventh level with one sword.
But why are there two Zhao Yushus?
After abandoning the golden sword, although Jin Chongyun still had the spiritual power of the ninth heaven, his actual combat capability decreased by at least 20%.
Especially since Zhao Yushu had an indestructible dagger, without the golden sword, what could he use to block it?
The tolerance rate plummeted.
"Or you jump into the water and fish it out first. I promise not to run away." Zhao Yushu kept spinning the Dragon Bird in his hand. As long as this old ghost went into the water, he would hold him down with the Dragon Bird and make it impossible for you to pull him out for a while. Then Kunwu would go down and poke him non-stop. Anyway, Kunwu is not afraid of death, right?
Kunwu seemed to sense Lao Zhao's ill intentions, and his paralyzed face even frowned slightly.
Good boy, I knew you had perception!
"It won't be too late to kill you and then take the knife."
Jin Chongyun put one hand behind his back and clenched the other into a fist, then lightly punched into the air. Zhao Yushu suddenly turned his head and a strong wind blew past his ears out of nowhere, breaking several strands of hair into pieces.
Before Zhao Yushu turned his head back, Jin Chongyun appeared beside him and punched him again.
"I told you I'm a little faster than you."
Jin Chongyun was indeed very fast, so fast that Zhao Yushu could hardly catch up with his punches.
He caught it, but was too late to dodge.
With a bang, Zhao Yushu was knocked flying, crashing through several houses and falling into the ruins.
Jin Chongyun looked at his fist in confusion. The punch just now seemed to have hit the water.
In the ruins, Zhao Yushu stood up with difficulty and shook off the bricks and stones on his body. If he had not desperately dodged a distance, preventing the opponent's fist from exerting full force, and if he had not been protected by the power of the lake god, he would have been seriously injured.
This old ghost was indeed fast, even faster than himself. He was so fast that he didn't look like a swordsman, but more like an assassin.
Moreover, the opponent is very good at long-range attacks. Without the knife, although the opponent's attacks are no longer as deadly, they cannot be underestimated.
How should we fight against this opponent who is overwhelming us in almost every aspect?