Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Gu Yang gradually became familiar with his rapidly rising realm, and wielded the Soul-Devouring Blade with great vigor.

Not to mention that the golden elixir in the dantian can actually take effect, constantly predicting Wang Yuanming's next move in his mind.

This series of moves actually forced Wang Yuanming to retreat repeatedly.

Wang Yuanming was in a miserable situation. His left hand was seriously injured and was disabled. He even had difficulty swinging the Fire Crystal Sword.

No matter how much combat experience he has, he can't use a two-handed greatsword with one hand.

Not to mention that Gu Yang was still attacking his left hand. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and every time he resisted Gu Yang's attack, his left hand felt severe pain.

I don’t know how much blood has been dripped out. His face is pale and his steps are a little unsteady.

There was a hint of impatience in his eyes. He was always proud and never allowed himself to fail.

He looked at Xiang Yu on the side, wanting Xiang Yu to launch a sneak attack and kill Hu Qing on the side to interfere with Gu Yang.

Xiang Yu looked at Wang Yuanming who was making faces, sighed, then pretended not to see it and continued to admire Gu Yang's swordsmanship.

Wang Yuanming had no choice but to continue fighting with Gu Yang.

The two fought for four or five more rounds, and Wang Yuanming had some injuries on his body.

His clothes were torn by the Soul-Devouring Blade, leaving a horrific knife wound five centimeters away from his heart. Blood oozed from the wound, staining his clothes red.

Gu Yang's offensive became more and more fierce, and the attacks made Wang Yuanming feel more and more pressured.

Xiang Yu, who was watching the battle on the side, couldn't bear it anymore. He didn't expect that Gu Yang's realm had risen, and what was waiting for Wang Yuanming was a complete defeat.

I have been teaching him day and night, but I didn't expect it to be so useless.

But they still had to be rescued, since they were tied together.

"My friend, since you have used the holy weapon, it is our turn to use it too." Xiang Yu said to the weak Hu Qing beside him.

Hu Qing forced himself to open his tired eyes, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

This is the first time I have seen someone use the power of a holy weapon.

Xiang Yu sat down cross-legged, took a deep breath, and then an astonishing scene happened:

The originally strong Xiang Yu became thin at this moment and gradually turned into skin and bones.

While in the fierce battle, Wang Yuanming suddenly felt a powerful force erupting in his body.

This familiar power made him very happy, and he laughed wildly:

"Do you think you're the only one with a holy weapon? I don't care about a simple realm increase. I'll show you our power!"

His left hand healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the skin healed in an instant.

The disabled left hand returned to its original state, and the injuries on the body also recovered in an instant.

He looked at Gu Yang with pity and contempt, then swung the fire crystal sword in his hand and slashed towards Gu Yang quickly.

Gu Yang tried his best to block with his knife, then retreated and slashed from the right with his backhand, cutting a wound on Wang Yuanming's arm.

Wang Yuanming looked at the blood on his hand, dipped his hand in the blood, licked it, and said:

"Is this all the power you have? It doesn't hurt at all!"

The wound on his arm gradually healed under the flow of energy, and returned to its original state in a blink of an eye.

However, the broken meridians can still be seen under the intact skin, which seems to indicate that the healing is from the outside to the inside.

There was a flicker of determination in Gu Yang's eyes. As the saying goes, kill him while he's ill!

Since Wang Yuanming's body is still recovering, this process is undoubtedly his most vulnerable moment.

Gu Yang took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged like a tide. His body instantly burst out at an astonishing speed, and the Soul-Devouring Blade flashed with cold light in his hand.

"The fourth move of "Eight Blades Breaking the Front" - Thunder Run!"

Gu Yang's body was like a flash of lightning, quickly crossing the battlefield, and the Soul-Devouring Blade, with countless arcs of electricity, pointed directly at Wang Yuanming's chest.

A trace of fear flashed in Wang Yuanming's eyes. He could feel the power of the knife, but before he could raise the Fire Crystal Sword, Gu Yang's knife had already arrived.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the Soul-Devouring Blade slashed fiercely on Wang Yuanming's chest.

Wang Yuanming's body was chopped and flew out like a kite with a broken string. He was almost split in half, with only the spine barely connecting the two parts of his body.

Gu Yang stood there, breathing heavily, blood still dripping from the Soul Devouring Blade.

He thought the battle was over, but what happened next almost made his heart stop.

Wang Yuanming's body rolled in the air and then fell heavily to the ground.

There was a hideous smile on his face, a contempt for death and a mockery of life.

Then his body actually healed rapidly. The body that was cut in half was put together, and the flesh and bones reconnected at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The internal organs that fell out of the body were also constantly shrinking back to their original positions.

Gu Yang's pupils suddenly contracted. He watched Wang Yuanming's body gradually recover, and the fear in his heart was beyond words.

This is simply an indestructible cockroach. No matter how he attacks, Wang Yuanming can recover from his injuries.

A feeling of powerlessness surged in Gu Yang's heart, and he didn't know what to do.

Wang Yuanming's body was still recovering. He stood up directly, with the fire crystal sword flashing coldly in his hand.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent. Gu Yang had become a serious threat to him and he had to get rid of him as soon as possible.

The two fought again, and Wang Yuanming's attack became more fierce. The fire crystal sword danced in his hand, and the flames became hotter.

Both sides were fighting for their lives, trying to inflict more wounds on each other.

The battle lasted for a long time. Gu Yang's body was covered in blood, his shirt was completely reduced to ashes, and there were burning sword wounds on his skin.

Wang Yuanming didn't have any injuries on his body, but his face was pale and the meridians under his skin were visibly broken.

The battle between the two has entered a white-hot stage. Their eyes are burning with unyielding fighting spirit, and they are about to rush forward to fight.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

At this moment, a strange bell sound came from the source of Lingliu River, melodious and deep, as if it could penetrate the human soul.

Gu Yang suddenly felt an invisible force raging in his body. The spiritual power in his dantian seemed to be drawn out, and his realm instantly dropped from the middle stage of Jindan to the middle stage of foundation building.

His body suddenly lost strength, as if all his bones had been pulled out, and he fell to the ground powerlessly.

Seeing this, Wang Yuanming's eyes flashed with surprise. He was about to step forward to finish off the opponent and end the battle.

However, his smile froze on his face before it could fully unfold.

He felt that the energy in his body was rapidly disappearing. His meridians had been damaged by the previous battle, and now it felt like they were being pierced by thousands of needles.

The severe pain made his face look hideous. He couldn't help but tremble and finally fell to the ground.

Hu Qing and Xiang Yu stood up and found that the power they had transmitted had actually returned.

Hu Qing felt that his body was seriously depleted. All his spiritual energy had been used up, and his golden elixir was a little dim.

Xiang Yu was not much better. Although his figure had regained its former strength, his overall aura seemed depressed.

The two looked curiously into the depths of Lingliu River, but the strange bell sound had disappeared.

"King Xiang, who do you think won?"

King Xiang smacked his lips and said, "This is a draw... Wait, stop it!"

Gu Yang was seen crawling towards Wang Yuanming, who was rolling on the ground, step by step, holding the Soul-Devouring Blade. He was stopped when the knife was about to pierce his head.

Xiang Yu quickly came to Wang Yuanming and stuffed some pills into his mouth. After taking them, Wang Yuanming fell into a coma.

Xiang Yu looked at the wounds on his body and said, "We admit defeat. Tell me, what is the punishment?"

Hu Qing helped Gu Yang to his side, fed him some pills, and said, "You did a good job this time, it's really amazing!"

Gu Yang nodded thankfully. If it weren't for the strange bell sound, the fight might have lasted much longer.

Then, the two saw Xiang Yu on the other side, and Hu Qing walked over.

"Give us the fragment of the holy weapon, this is all we want!" Hu Qing said righteously.

Xiang Yu smiled bitterly and said, "Since you possess the sacred weapon, you also know that if you take it out, we will both die. Since you know me, why don't you change your request?"

"Hehe, then why don't we kill him now and take it out later? Xiang Yu, we still have a fragment and we can make a deal. As long as you make a wish, you can definitely take it out, but there may be some side effects." There was some cunning in Hu Qing's eyes.

Now is a good opportunity to test the most mysterious trading fragment, and maybe learn something else.