Cultivator: Fighting God

Chapter 1132 Hometown Two Years Later (2000)
Seeing the astonishment in Ye Yang's eyes, Peng Cheng was so proud that he couldn't help laughing. He looked up to the sky and screamed, speaking contemptuously, and laughed wildly: "Ye Yang, how embarrassed are you now? Vulcan Remnant Volume, Hidden Dragon Art Even if it was a unique skill at that time, so what? My young master’s power comes from the spirit of ghosts and ghosts. As long as I touch the ground, my power will continue to flow! And you, I only need to hit you once, and your injuries will not heal ,Hahaha……"

Obviously, Peng Cheng's secret technique of immortality is very sinister and evil, and it actually restrained Ye Yang's own resilience in a short period of time. From this point of view, Ye Yang really lost more than he won.

"Zi Yu!"

Yun Xiaoxi snorted softly: "Steady your mind, don't be irritated by the other party's words, this undead secret technique must have weaknesses, you have to find out, otherwise, after you lose, no one here can stop you Peng Cheng, the living dead!"

Elder Qingxuan leaned on the wooden staff and said in a low voice: "Ziyu, gather your mind and calm down, if you have read the fourth volume of the Yinlong Jue, you should be able to find the answer!"

The flying sickle lying under the stone statue stood up tremblingly, looked at the battle between Ye Yang and Peng Cheng in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Ask the sky? The most profound chapter in the legendary Yinlong Jue, the past inheritors, basically No one can comprehend one or two of them, could it be said that Ziyu..."

Elder Qingxuan was indifferent and kept silent.

Ye Yang remained silent, but quickly raised his true energy. Even though he was seriously injured, he still wanted to raise his strength to the peak state.

On the golden roof of the main hall, Huo Li held a cold dagger, with an arrogant smile on his lips, and said: "Hahaha, interesting, the Yinlong Hall and the Asura Hall are both one of the four guardian sects. It is the unique skill of the two sects, let's decide the winner today and see which one is better!"

Ye Yang's eyes turned cold, he looked at Huo Li, and said in a low voice: "Bastard, do you think you can leave the Yinlong Palace today? Today, if I don't kill you, I won't be called Ye Yang. Just wait and see!" Xiaoxi, help me keep an eye on him, don't let this bastard get away, the feud between father and second uncle will be settled today!"

Yun Xiaoxi nodded happily.

Huo Li quickly shut up, and turned to look at the surrounding situation. Obviously, he thought he could not defeat the current Yun Xiaoxi, and was already determining the escape route.

In the arena, Ye Yang forcibly boosted his true qi to its peak state. Regardless of his serious injuries, Qingjian launched a new round of offensive. With a flick of the sword, five consecutive sword qi slashed at the opponent's lower body.

Peng Cheng couldn't help laughing: "Childish! Do you want to force me to leave the ground? Tell you, even if I leave the ground, I will still be able to defeat you if I don't absorb the corpse energy of ghosts and creatures!"

As he said, he jumped up, and Peng Cheng easily avoided Ye Yang's sword attack.

Unexpectedly, Ye Yang's body was like a ghost, and the next moment he slid right under Peng Cheng. With a flick of the sword, the veins on his face popped up, and the twelve successes inspired the secret technique of the hidden dragon art - dragon scale storm!
"Boom!"

The earth trembled and shook, and countless dragon energy overflowed all around, condensing into a storm of sharp dragon scales, and four giant dragon storms rose to the sky one after another, making Peng Cheng wobble and unable to stand still at all.

"Crack...knock..."

(End of this chapter)