Chapter 61: Decisive Battle Back

Since Yang Yulei arrived, there were tears of emotion in his eyes. Others don’t know Yang Yulei’s specific cultivation, but doesn’t Han Yuling, the “pillow man”, still know? He is a two-level lower than his genius senior brother! Although as a cultivator, he has many magical powers that others don’t know, the gap in this level is not so easy to make up! If you want to defeat the other party, Yang Yulei will definitely pay a heavy price! But even so, for Han Yuling, Yang Yulei still comes!

‘Brother Yulei… Why do you always solve your own difficulties whenever you encounter difficulties? Every time you encounter danger and are almost desperate, you always stand in front of you to relieve danger again and again for yourself. You are already full of attachment to this man, full of impatience, and more full of emotions... Devour all your feelings!’ Han Yuling said in his heart, recalling the scenes he met with Yang Yulei, when he was besieged by a group of wolves, "Hmph, damn it!... Yuling, what you want to escape is those monsters, not us, but now I will not give them a chance!’ The unique confidence and smile on his face, the angry look! In the secret room of the Jia Mansion of the Imperial Capital, "Ling'er, are you okay? I'll solve this thing first and take you out!" The strong concern and love in his eyes moved Han Yuling.

"Brother Yulei..." Finally, Han Yuling said, his voice full of trembling and happiness! Tears in his eyes slid down his cheeks with this sound, dripping on the grass leaves on the ground, looking crystal clear, like a morning dewdrop, so single, so quiet, so... so breathtaking!

"Hmph! Brother Yulei? It's Brother Yulei again! I will let your Brother Yulei disappear in this world forever!" Zhou Yiming heard Han Yuling's voice, and he was angry. For a moment, he was jealous and resentful! It was this "Brother Yulei" who kidnapped his junior sister Yuling's heart, and he wanted to destroy him and save her heart!

With a cold snorting, Zhou Yiming waved his hand, and suddenly a force lifted Han Yuling up and flew outside the stone tablet of the back to the ground before putting it down. Han Yuling was restrained at this moment, and his true energy could not be activated at all. He could only allow Zhou Yiming to move her out of the battle scene and resist!

"Now, so that you won't die at my hands. Others say that you are being held back because of Junior Sister Yu Ling's here! Even if you kill you, it will not be glorious! Humph! The peak of the early stage of the god level, let you see the strength of the quasi-great god level today! You are lucky to die at my hands!" Zhou Yiming said proudly, not taking Yang Yulei's cultivation level, the trash of "the peak of the god level" at all.

"Okay, let's start! I really want to see how powerful you, a person with a 'quasi-great god-level' cultivation level, are! Don't die at the hands of me, a small person with a 'early peak of the god-level cultivation level, then you will be shameful!" Yang Yulei saw that Han Yuling was sent out of the area where they fought, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground, and the corner of his mouth was unconsciously showing his former smile, and then Zhou Yiming retorted.

"Hmph! Hard-mouthed!" After Zhou Yiming finished speaking, he instantly released his momentum and pressed towards Yang Yulei. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand, and a mini-shaped sword wrapped in black air appeared in his hand.

Yang Yulei didn't care about Zhou Yiming's momentum and instead looked at the mini-shaped small sword in Zhou Yiming's hand in surprise and said, "Lower-grade spiritual weapon?"

"Hahaha... I didn't expect you to know the grade of this sword. Let me introduce the name of the sword 'Thousand Soul', which is exactly what you said 'lower-grade spiritual weapon'! Well, how did you know?" Zhou Yiming laughed, but he was a little puzzled. This thousand-color sword is the treasure of his master's sect, and he only knows the name. Even the level of the sword 'lower-grade spiritual weapon' was told by his master Jiang Xue inadvertently, and how could Yang Yulei know?

With a slight smile, Yang Yulei did not answer Zhou Yiming's question, but held his afterimage sword in his hand, looked at Zhou Yiming with a playful look and said, "The sword name is the 'afterimage' level... a low-grade spiritual weapon!" When he talked about the level, Yang Yulei deliberately paused for a moment, and then said with a smile.

"Uh! How is that possible?" Zhou Yiming's eyes almost glared out when he heard this. When he saw Yang Yulei's speed at first, he was a little suspicious that Yang Yulei's sword was extraordinary, and he didn't know that this sword could also help people increase their flight speed. But now when he heard what Yang Yulei said, Zhou Yiming felt nervous for no reason. You must know that this is the treasure of the sect in their sect. Is Yang Yulei' also the treasure of the sect of an unknown hidden sect? Or... Anyway, no matter which one it is, it can make him envious and jealous!

"Haha, there are still many impossible things!" After saying that, Yang Yulei let go of the Aftermoon Sword and let it circle around him freely. He quickly made several seals in his hand, and pointed to Zhou Yiming and said, "Go!!" The Aftermoon Sword almost disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of Zhou Yiming.

Zhou Yiming was shocked! His body flew back quickly, winning the time that almost flashed, holding the Thousand Soul Sword in both hands to protect his chest.

"Bang!!!"

With a loud bang, the afterimage hit the Qianhun Sword's sword regretfully, and then flew back to Yang Yulei. Zhou Yiming was shocked by this blow and flew back fifty meters before stopping!

"It seems that I underestimated you!" Zhou Yiming said. At this moment, his eyes no longer had the arrogance he had just now, and some were serious and serious only with respect to the masters of the same level. The black air in his hand wrapped around the Hao Qianhun Sword and instantly became larger, and Zhou Yiming flew into the air at the same time, and his whole body suddenly released his momentum. His black hair and the gray-white robe on his body were windless, looking majestic! The sword energy injected into the Thousand Soul Sword, causing the black fog around the Thousand Soul Sword to quickly grow and thicken, instantly wrapping Zhou Yiming in.

Yang Yulei put away his smile, his face became serious and serious, his whole body was filled with momentum, and his body was shining with golden light. The afterimage sword was like an obedient child, quietly staying in Yang Yulei's hands, waiting for Yang Yulei's orders!

This scene is a bit slow to describe, but in fact it is completed between two breaths. Zhou Yiming shouted loudly and rushed down from the air. Yang Yulei was not willing to be outdone and flew to meet! The moment the two turned into a ball of golden light and a ball of black light met in the air, the golden light and the black light trembled! At the same time, with the sound of the sound of gold and iron clashing, the golden light dissipated, and Yang Yulei appeared in a figure flying backwards! Flying backwards from mid-air to the ground, it still slipped backwards ten meters after landing. Zhou Yiming in the black air was also shocked backwards in the attack just now. The black fog fluctuated rapidly, and although it did not dissipate, it was also dull!

Yang Yulei, who had just stood still, rushed into the sky with the afterimage at an extremely fast speed, and Zhou Yiming also rushed towards Yang Yulei.

Yang Yulei slashed with a sword, and the target pointed directly at Zhou Yiming's head, while Zhou Yiming's Thousand Soul Sword came from bottom to top to meet Yang Yulei's Afterimage Sword.

"Bang!" The afterimage position was led by this sword, and it passed by Zhou Yiming. Turned around, Zhou Yiming slashed at Yang Yulei's waist with one sword. Yang Yulei withdrew his sword and returned to defense. Another loud noise. Yang Yulei took advantage of the victory to pursue him and went up. He went straight out and tried to pierce Yang Yulei's chest at an extremely fast speed! He almost avoided the sideways, and at the same time, he counterattacked Zhou Yiming's Dantian, and the latter flew back! Then he rushed up again and fought together...

For a moment, the two fought from mid-air to the ground, and from the ground to mid-air, fighting very fiercely! Looking back, on the 10-mile radius behind, there were pits caused by energy everywhere, and Han Yuling also looked at Yang Yulei in the fierce battle with fear, looking at him without blinking, just as if he could not go forward to help himself.

This battle lasted for a whole day. At this moment, another sound of sword intersecting with swords sounded. Yang Yulei and Zhou Yiming flew back at the same time. A trace of blood was hanging on the corner of Yang Yulei's mouth, and the true energy was consumed hugely! Zhou Yiming was not much better at this moment. Although he looked a little embarrassed and consumed a lot of sword energy, he was not injured! At this time, he no longer dared to underestimate Yang Yulei, who had the initial level of the god-level cultivation in front of him. After the battle on this day, he used all his strength, which was just a minor injury to Yang Yulei that was not hurt by Daya. This was the method he took to fight head-on by relying on the deeper sword energy than the other party. Moreover, with Yang Yulei's speed that even Zhou Yiming was ashamed of Zhou Yiming, it was easy to leave. Even if he brought Han Yuling, Zhou Yiming could not catch up!

Will Yang Yulei leave? Of course not. At this time, he was already angry, and Zhou Yiming's name has long been included in Yang Yulei's list of killings, even if he finally tried to use that move with his cultivation level backwards!

"Brother Yulei..." Han Yuling looked at Yang Yulei's injuries, and the fear and concern in his eyes became even stronger. He was only worried that he could not move, so he could only say in a trembling voice there.

As if he felt Han Yuling's care, Yang Yulei smiled at Han Yuling on the battlefield. Although it was too far away, Han Yuling's vision, as a cultivator, was not comparable to ordinary people! At the same time, Yang Yulei's spiritual consciousness sent a voice into Han Yuling's mind: "Ling'er, don't worry, I'm fine! He can't hold on for long, just wait for a while to be my bride!" At this point, Yang Yulei's lips curled up slightly, and he was very confident!

Han Yuling was also infected by Yang Yulei, and his worried expression relaxed a lot, and he whispered: "Brother Yulei, I'm waiting for you!"
Chapter completed!