Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 164: Half Moon Slash Blooms

"what!"

Veins bulged on Wang Qiye's hands, and he gradually exerted strength in his arms. With burning rage and a hoarse roar in his voice, he pushed up the tornado inch by inch.

"This is impossible!

Shen Yujue looked at the gradually disintegrating tornado in surprise. He continued to cast spells in his hands, but still could not stop it. His face twisted with anxiety again. He took out a Huiling Pill and swallowed it.

"Even so, you still can't break my defense. This is the coming-of-age gift my grandfather gave me. It's the masterpiece of Master Yun from Qingyun Peak and the best of the second-level magic weapons. When I condense another tornado, that will be your burial place!"

"is it?"

Wang Qiye stood up with a changing expression on his face. His dark face held Qingcang tightly.

The spiritual power in his body rushed towards Qingcang frantically, and his face even showed some ferociousness.

"Half Moon Slash"

After three months of hard training, he finally released the Crescent Slash for the first time. Unexpectedly, in his rage and reckless output of spiritual power, a ray of brilliance burst out.

A huge white chain came slashing over, Shen Yujue didn't dare to be careless, and quickly took out his defensive magic weapon to block it. The black iron ball, with a flickering light on it, swayed in the air, but in the end, it still blocked the attack, and its erratic figure gradually stabilized.

Shen Yujue breathed a sigh of relief. He was so frightened just now that his face turned pale, but now he became arrogant again.

"Hahahaha - I'm dying of laughter. A wimp like you wants to hit me? Dream on.

"Humph!"

Wang Qiye snorted coldly, closed his eyes, and recalled the whole process of releasing the Half Moon Slash. Although it was the first day he used Qingcang, it was still quite easy. With this second-level magic weapon in hand, he no longer felt timid.

"Tornado Flying Sword"

Shen Yujue's face was distorted, but now there was a hint of mockery on it. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a fierce light flashed in the corners of his eyes.

"go to hell!"

"The Art of Clone"

Wang Qiye, who still had his eyes closed, dodged the fatal blow behind him simply by relying on his keen sense of killing intent. At that moment, the two Wang Qiye, one holding Qingcang and the other with bare hands, surrounded Shen Yujue with unfriendly faces.

Shen Yujue was not in a hurry. He cast a spell and the big iron ball split into two, blocking the road.

"Humph, little grasshopper, let me let you jump a few more times."

The tornado that flew out turned around again, ready to bring him to justice like before.

The situation at this moment was extremely critical. If Wang Qiye was stopped by these two iron balls like before, he might end up being exhausted of his spiritual power by Shen Yujue and being slaughtered by others. Zi Linglan, who was hiding behind a big tree, felt her heart in her throat, as if her fate was about to be decided at this moment.

The anger on Wang Qiye's face did not subside, but became even stronger. He recalled step by step the moves and routines he had practiced recently. This time he did not waste any more spiritual energy and slashed down with Qingcang's sword.

"Half Moon Slash"

A defensive magic weapon and an offensive magic weapon, both burst into brilliant light and converged together.

The fortune teller could predict others, but not himself. At this moment, Zi Linglan leaned on the tree with one hand, not daring to breathe. If it weren't for the support of the tree, I'm afraid I would have collapsed to the ground.

"what!"

Wang Qiye gritted his teeth and used all his strength. His eyes were glowing red at this moment.

A smaller iron ball was separated, and the light on it flashed violently. Shen Yujue, who was controlling it, also felt very strenuous. The tornado that was flying straight ahead was now making a curve.

"Open it for me!"

Wang Qiye didn't care about the tornado that was about to hit him and placed all his bets on it. Qingcang finally lived up to everyone's expectations and split the smaller iron ball into two.

Shen Yujue spat out a mouthful of blood. His defensive magic weapon was destroyed and his mind was hurt. He couldn't control the tornado easily. It brushed against Wang Qiye's scalp, flew over, and shaved off a tuft of his hair.

"Hu-hu-"

Wang Qiye, gasping for breath, pressed forward step by step. The only remaining iron ball was sometimes placed in front of Wang Qiye, sometimes in front of his clone, and then retreated with Shen Yujue's footsteps.

"This is impossible!"

Shen Yujue couldn't accept this result for a while, and panicked. He quickly attacked with a flying sword tornado, but Wang Qiye easily dodged it.

While he was in a panic, the two Wang Qiyes approached him at the same time, and the iron ball could no longer resist, and Shen Yujue was immediately punched and kicked. When a punch hit his head, the iron ball and Tornado fell to the ground as if they were drunk.

The pair of single phoenix eyes hiding behind the tree bloomed with a strange light. Looking at Shen Yujue who was being beaten on the ring, I don't know what he was thinking, and he gradually disappeared.

"Okay, you've already won."

The referee saw that Wang Qiye had almost finished fighting, so he jumped off the ring at the right time to stop him. Chen Fuyuan still had a smile on his face, and there was no other expression on his face. He just turned around and left.

Wang Qiye lightly touched his clone, retracted his spiritual power, glanced at Chen Fuyuan's back, and sighed secretly. "This is not my business in the first place, but now I'm stuck with this sticky candy. I hope he can understand his actions today and cause me less trouble."

……

After saying goodbye to everyone, Wang Qiye walked to the ferry and jumped on the boat to Qingzhu Peak. Only then did he notice that there was a beautiful figure on the boat. Wang Qiye didn't say much, just transferred a contribution point, found a seat by the side, and sat down cross-legged.

"Let's sail."

The helmsman shouted, and the cloud boat began to rise slowly, flying towards Qingzhu Peak among the clouds.

Halfway through the journey, a pleasant voice came from behind her.

"Thank you for what happened today. Consider it as a favor I owe you."

Wang Qiye spoke leisurely without opening his eyes.

"Don't think too much. I'm planning to give up today and don't want to get involved in your mess again. But there are idiots every day, and there are especially many this year!"

After saying that, Wang Qiye actually opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, and looked a little more melancholy.

"Anyway, I still want to thank you. I don't have to worry anymore in the future."

The figure's attitude was sincere, and there was a hint of apology in her words.

"Humph, that sounds nice, but you're just lip service, right?"

Wang Qiye got angry when he thought about how he had never taken advantage of this woman. He did get involved last time, but the price he paid was not worth it. Getting involved with a stupid second-generation Yuanying was just a mess, which was not a big deal. But the fifth on the Earth List remembered him, which was a bit difficult to deal with, especially since he was a smiling tiger. If he didn't attack, it would be fine. But if he did, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to resist.

"I, Zi Linglan, keep my word. If you break this oath, you will be haunted by demons and your body will be refined by demonic fire!"

Wang Qiye glanced at her back in surprise. This girl actually spoke very clearly and swore an oath immediately.

"Then if you come to my room tonight, will you do the same?"

Looking at her back, Wang Qiye became distracted for a moment and couldn't help teasing her.

The pretty figure did not reply, but just nodded twice, and her expression could not be seen.

"You're willing to do this?" Wang Qiye couldn't help but look at her again and swallowed his saliva. "This thorny rose has too many problems. It's really not good to provoke her too much now. But if I let her go so easily now, wouldn't all the grievances I suffered from her before be in vain? I can't swallow this."

"Climb over here and hold me. When the boat reaches the shore, we will be even."

Wang Qiye thought about it and decided that if he didn't take revenge now, he might not have the chance in the future. He had to settle the account on the spot. If he owed it, it might become a bad debt in the future, especially for those people who had been doing dirty work. Some of them had been suppressing him to the point of suffocating him.

The pretty figure seemed not to have expected that Wang Qiye would use his favor so quickly, and in this way. Knowing that it must be to avenge their first encounter, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"What, you don't want to?"

Wang Qiye chuckled, then turned his head to look at the sea of ​​clouds.

There was a burst of light on the boat. Purple Belle Orchid cast an illusion, and a cloud of mist flew into the boat, hiding the ferryman who was in the Qi Refining Stage. Then he moved a little slower, got on all fours on the deck, crawled over step by step, and got into Wang Qiye's arms.

"Actually, you have a better choice."

Zi Linglan leaned over to his ear and whispered softly.

"No, I never buy anything on credit."

Wang Qiye took advantage of the situation and held her in his arms, buried his nose in her hair, and sniffed gently. Now that he had the soft jade in his arms and smelled the familiar scent, it was true that the master-servant position had been reversed. The change in mentality gave Wang Qiye a great sense of satisfaction.

"Wait a mininute."

Zi Linglan, whose face was already flushed, took out a piece of black cloth from her storage bag and covered the two of them. It turned out that she felt that a blinding trick was not enough, so she actually used such a magic weapon to block the ferryman's sight from the clouds.

It would have been fine without the black cloth, Wang Qiye still had no idea about her, after all, the veil was like a piece of opaque glass. From the inside, both of them could see the boatman's appearance, and he was a little restrained. But she did it in vain, which made Wang Qiye feel relieved and held him tighter, and the double breasts pressed against his chest were deformed on the spot.

"You promised to only hold mine!"

At this moment, Zi Linglan felt Wang Qiye's heavier breathing and the strength of his hand, and realized that it was her own shyness that harmed her. But it was too late to remove the black cloth that was covering her.

Wang Qiye kissed her right away, and Zi Linglan only had time to turn her face slightly, so he didn't let her kiss him on the mouth. Wang Qiye, who had gotten the advantage, already knew that she had acquiesced to his actions, and didn't force it. If he really kissed her little mouth today, he was afraid that today's advantage would end with a slap in the face.