Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 569 You Act and I Act
Yang Qian is anxious!

Especially after the other party began to use words and his family to provoke him, and always whipped his lower body with that whip that didn't distinguish between black and white, the anger in his heart surged up even more fiercely.

The "little flame" that had existed in his heart from the beginning was now growing rapidly, almost filling every corner of his thoughts.

But it was Xiao Yi's words that stimulated Yang Qian, who was filled with anger and rage, and at the same time, a trace of doubt appeared in the only clear corner of his heart.

The fight has come to this point, why is the other party still using verbal threats?

On second thought, Yang Qian had just used words to provoke the other party in order to prevent him from running away. Could it be that the other party meant the same thing?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Yang Qian suddenly felt strange. What was even stranger was that he discovered that his own thoughts and playing style were completely abnormal.

It's not that there's anything wrong with that, but there's absolutely no need to be so impatient.

Then I slowly realized that something was wrong.

It's like in a dream, no matter how outrageous the things you do are, you won't feel anything is wrong. But once you notice a little "irrationality", you will wake up quickly.

Xiao Yi would never have thought that it was because he wanted to end the battle quickly and further provoke Yang Qian to nourish the madness in his heart and then let him control him after he lost his mind. However, he ignored the fact that a martial artist has a much stronger will than a magic practitioner.

The extreme pain of tempering the body alone is beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators. To deal with this kind of willpower, you can only simmer it slowly. Once you rush it, all your efforts will be wasted like now.

Yang Qian reacted quickly, and immediately realized that something was wrong with his condition. But he did not rush to make any changes, because at this moment he still had not found a way to crack the other party's hiding method.

So Yang Qian’s countermeasure was to use the opponent’s trick against him.

Since you can't find the opponent's flaws, let him relax his guard and see if he will reveal his flaws. Or wait for a better opportunity.

The anger remained, the impatience and restlessness in his heart remained, and even his crazy fighting style became more intense.

All this made Xiao Yi unable to notice anything unusual. He thought that his verbal provocation and the insulting whipping had worked. He sneered in his heart, thinking that at this rate, Yang Qian would soon become completely demented.

But at the same time, the erosion of the poisonous spirit in Shuangqing Mansion also made Xiao Yi feel a strong sense of crisis. Before he came, he knew that the poisonous spirit was absolutely unacceptable to him and was very corrosive. But now the aggressiveness of the poisonous spirit was beyond his expectations.

It can only last for another half an hour at most!
Moreover, this time must also take into account the deflection of the power of Zhanmu Yiye. Otherwise, if the power is distributed equally between the defense and concealment of Zhanmu Yiye, it is estimated that it will not last even half an hour.

The main reason why Xiao Yi dared to adjust the power distribution of Zhanmu Yiye in this way was that the attacks on him now seemed to be getting more and more fierce, but in fact they were becoming more and more disorganized, more like they were randomly smashing things in a rage for the sake of pure venting, without any routine or threat at all.

On the other hand, Yang Qian's eyes were red and his expression was ferocious. The Fate-Defying Sword in his hand was wielded with less and less power. The only thing that could still attack Xiao Yi was the sword intent of the Air-Cutting Technique, but because he could not lock Xiao Yi's position, it was always easily avoided.

But the same scene can lead to completely different conclusions in the minds of different people.

Yang Qian’s conclusion was that he had finally waited for the change.

He had been unable to find any flaws in the opponent before, but now the opponent seemed eager to end the fight and began to make new moves, seeming to have withdrawn a lot of the defensive power of the strange leaf semi-immortal weapon. His sword intent sometimes scraped the edge, and the feedback effect became more and more real.

This gave Yang Qian a chance to change his tactics. Isn't it impossible to lock onto the opponent's aura after he hides? Then don't lock onto him! Change the target to lock onto!

The blade semi-immortal weapon had a very high defense, and Yang Qian couldn't even smash it. It was too difficult to demolish it by force.

Now that this semi-immortal weapon has actively reduced its defense, there is a change. And this change is still continuing.

Yang Qian could guess why there was such a change. It was because of the poisonous spirit in Shuangqing Mansion and his "loss of aggressiveness" as he took advantage of the situation.

This gave Yang Qian the possibility to carry out forced demolition.

But we can't start so hastily.

The heat is not yet right.

He had to wait for the opponent to continue to weaken the defense of the leaf semi-immortal weapon and continue to relax his vigilance. The two had to reach a critical value that Yang Qian could win with one strike.

Otherwise, once you start to forcibly dismantle the opponent's semi-immortal weapon, it will inevitably mean that you will reveal your disguise of taking advantage of the opponent's strategy. If you can't break it in one blow, the opponent will most likely move away directly.

If he got away, wouldn't Yang Qian be at a loss? He got whipped for nothing.

Time flies by.

The sky above the hills had been stirred up by the slaughter, and the sky was dark. The power of the black and white chaotic celestial beads remained the same. The whips gathered together, lashing Yang Qian while weaving a large net, as if to prevent Yang Qian from escaping.

The uneven hillsides below could be described as "horrible to look at". They were severely damaged by the overflowing power. There were cuts that broke the hillsides, or whip marks as deep as cracks in the ground, or pure mana aftershocks that directly plowed out a flat open area.

If this happened near a city, could there still be people alive down there?

However, both sides knew that the killing was coming to an end.

It's just that the two sides expected different endings.

After half an hour, Yang Qian had almost used up all his skills, especially his acting skills. If he hadn't pretended to be a grandson in the police station for a long time, he wouldn't have had such acting skills. He couldn't act so realistically like a madman.

While Yang Qian was performing with all his might, he was also trying to figure out when he could use his Fate-Defying Knife to forcibly dismantle the leaf semi-immortal weapon. He relied on the feedback he would get from scratching the semi-immortal weapon while smashing it crazily.

And now he felt the time had come.

On the other side, Xiao Yi was also waiting, and he was much more anxious than Yang Qian who knew what was going on. After all, Yang Qian was acting, while he was racing against the poisonous aura here.

"It's still not crazy enough, but his mind should be confused. We can try to close the net!" Although Xiao Yi was not completely satisfied, considering that this was the result of his own efforts, some flaws were inevitable. Moreover, the current situation did not allow him to drag it on any longer.

So whether it was closing the net or preparing to strike a winning blow, they all came together in a tacit understanding.
(End of this chapter)