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Even so, the spear that could work closely with Bai Yifei's ice secret technique was cut into pieces by the seemingly fragile green leaves.

Even Ying An himself did not expect that the Wanye Feihua Flow, which was only passed down by Elder Mu of the Yin-Yang family, could actually unleash such terrifying power in the hands of him, a spiritual cultivator who had suffered a thunder tribulation.

Manipulating these countless emerald green leaves, like thousands of blades sweeping towards Bai Yifei, Ying An suddenly had an epiphany in his heart.

In the Yangshen world, there's also a distinction between art and Tao. Just like the disciples before Hong Yi, even though they never learned any spiritual arts, they simply read and delved into the principles of heaven and earth. Once their spirits left their bodies, they could even survive multiple thunder tribulations in succession.

This essential transformation of the soul is the Tao! And those soul-related techniques are merely techniques that extend from the Tao.

In the Yangshen world, these techniques were undoubtedly immensely powerful, treated as untold secrets by various schools and sects. However, in the Qin Dynasty, no matter how profound the techniques of the Yangshen world were, the world was different, and his methods were inevitably limited.

It was just like when he faced the Blood-Clothed Marquis just now. Although Ying An was using the sword-controlling technique of his soul to wield the Peach God Sword of the Seven Treasures Sect of the Peach God Dao, because the Qi of the Blood-Clothed Marquis was connected to the Qi of his army formation, he was affected by the evil spirit of the army formation and could not exert his true power.

With his powerful Martial Saint body, Ying An could indeed kill Bai Yifei on the spot. However, in doing so, he would also risk being pierced by countless spears from the white-armored soldiers.

Instead, he used the Yang God's spiritual cultivation as his body and the Yin-Yang magic of this world as his tool. Each of these techniques could unleash a terrifying power that would leave one's eyes watering.

At the very least, now Ying An's Wanye Feihua Flow made everyone present feel how terrifying those leaves that could cut through gold and jade were.

Countless emerald green leaves enveloped him like a tornado, and despite Bai Yifei's extraordinary skills and overwhelming strength, the red and white swords danced, forming a sword curtain that was impenetrable to water.

But in this way, the consumption of true energy also becomes extremely terrifying.

If he is not careful, a leaf will penetrate into the red and white sword curtain, which can cause serious injuries to Bai Yifei in an instant. Even if the wound is unknown, how long can Bai Yifei withstand so many leaves?

The cultivation of his soul has reached the level of a thunder tribulation, and his thoughts are pure yang. This method of exchanging soul for breath, in Ying An's hands, is not like that of the Yin-Yang family's Mu Changlaoshi Siming. There is a danger that after the power is overloaded, the soul will be scattered and die suddenly.

It can be said that the consumption of Wanye Feihualiu in Ying An's hand is not even as fast as the recovery of his soul through his visualization of the Amitabha Sutra.

When the speed of recovery exceeds the speed of consumption, then unless his consciousness is exhausted, Ying An can hold on until the end of time. Can Bai Yifei do it?

As time goes by.

Black and White Young Siming was completely numb. In the hands of their sisters, the Ten Thousand Leaf Flying Flower Flow was considered a trump card, but in Ying An's hands, it was as if it had no effect at all.

Given the intensity and quantity of the emerald green leaves Ying An had fired, the Black and White sisters believed that even if they joined forces, the sheer intensity and sheer quantity of these leaves would undoubtedly result in their utter destruction. Yet, it seemed as if Ying An had no effect at all.

At this moment, the entire courtyard was surrounded by countless leaves from the Ten Thousand Flying Flowers Flowing. The icy and snowy thorny jungle that Bai Yifei had created earlier had already been completely destroyed by these gold-slicing and jade-severing leaves.

Even the Blood-Clothed Marquis' robe had turned blood red and sticky.

If the previous red was due to the color of the material of the clothes themselves, then now it was completely dyed red by Bai Yifei's own blood.

"The Blood-Robed Marquis became famous because of his blood-robed robe, but I didn't expect that he would die today because of it!!" Han Fei's tone was filled with indescribable sadness.

In any case, Bai Yifei is the Blood-Robed Marquis of Korea, a powerful figure who commands a hundred thousand Korean troops. Even in the night, he is the only one who can compete with Ji Wuye in terms of head-on strength.

It is a pity that such a person who could have laid the foundation for South Korea's prosperity ended up with such a dramatic ending.

As if she had guessed Han Fei's thoughts, Zi Nu held the Scarlet Snake Sword and kept a vigilant eye on her surroundings while advising, "When the Blood Robe Marquis's robe is no longer stained red by the blood of his enemies, it means that he will completely lose his former glory!!"

After a slight pause, Zi Nu looked at Wei Zhuang with a serious tone and said, "Mr. Wei Zhuang, I wonder what you think of this Young Master Ying An? If I'm not mistaken, he's currently performing the Yin-Yang technique of the Yin-Yang family, right?"

Wei Zhuang nodded with a heavy look in his eyes and said, "As far as I know, the core inheritance of the Yin-Yang School is the Yin-Yang and Five Elements. In addition to the two Dharma protectors, there are also five elders who clearly master the Yin-Yang magic of the Five Elements. What Master Ying An is performing now is probably the magic of Elder Mu of the Yin-Yang School!"

How dare the strategists boast that they are the masters of all things, the world is in chaos, and among all the schools of thought, only they are the masters of all things!

Not to mention anything else, just the predecessors of the various schools of thought that the diplomats had come into contact with were enough for Wei Zhuang to have some understanding of all the schools of thought.

Of course, the Yin-Yang School had to remain silent for nearly a hundred years due to the large-scale conflict with the Mohist School.

This blank period also resulted in Wei Zhuang knowing some of the situation of the Yin-Yang School, but being completely in the dark about more in-depth matters.

Of course, he would not know how terrifying the Wanye Feihua Liu, a martial art that only Elder Mu could practice, was.

This is a completely evil practice that hurts yourself before hurting others.

Ying An's terrifying endurance not only shocked the Four Great Leaders of Quicksand, but Bai Yifei, who bore the brunt of the attack, was now practically at the end of his strength. His body was covered in wounds, and even his heirloom red and white swords bore visible scratches and even a chip on the blade from the constant collisions with countless blades capable of slicing through metal and jade.

The sturdy family heirloom twin swords were not even in this condition, let alone Bai Yifei himself.

The donated blood from countless wounds dyed all the clothes red, and even a pool of blood formed under the feet.

laugh! !

A seemingly flexible and crisp leaf instantly penetrated Bai Yifei's sword curtain, accurately pierced his throat, flew all the way to the courtyard wall, and sank deeply into it.

With the appearance of this leaf, the emerald green tornado controlled by Ying An was instantly dyed scarlet.

At this moment, Bai Yifei, after having his throat pierced, was brutally cut into pieces by Ying An's Wan Ye Fei Hua Liu.

The cruel scene made Zhang Liang close his eyes involuntarily at the first moment.

"Hahaha..." A loud and wild laugh was heard.

Tianze, with a look of great satisfaction as if he had gotten his revenge, said, "Bai Yifei. You died before me after all!!"

Even though the poison in his body had not yet been cured, Tianze still felt a great sense of pleasure when he saw Bai Yifei die in such a way.

After completely crushing Bai Yifei's body with the countless leaves of Wanye Feihua Liu that could cut through gold and jade, even the hard bones were cut into particles smaller than cat food.

It was confirmed that even if Bai Yifei mastered the evil art of vampire-sucking immortality, he still could not survive.

Only then did Ying An finally release the Yin-Yang hand seal in his hand.

Although Bai Yifei is only a marquis of South Korea, in Ying An's opinion, his strength is definitely among the best even among all the schools of thought.

Putting aside other things, just that strange ice secret technique, which could actually be coordinated with the white-armored soldiers under his command, almost made Ying An, a ghost immortal who had just experienced a thunder tribulation, not know how to deal with it. In the end, he resorted to the most foolish method, consuming his own soul and using the Ten Thousand Leaves Flying Flower Flow to grind the opponent to death.

Chapter 71: The self-destructive Jingwei! The culprit behind the endless wars in the world!

Of course, the reason why Bai Yifei is so difficult to deal with is not only because of his own strong strength, and the cooperation with the evil spirit of the military formation, which can indeed weaken or even impact the spiritual Taoism, but the more important reason lies in Ying An himself.

Although the Zhutian character template allows Ying An to quickly obtain all the abilities of the template character by simply increasing the fusion degree, this fusion only integrates the other party's knowledge, abilities, skills, wisdom, etc.

But the memory was not passed down completely.

It is not difficult to understand if you think about it. If this kind of template system can even integrate memories when improving the degree of integration, then if it is replaced by a terrifying existence with a life span of hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions of years, the amount of memory alone is enough to overwhelm Ying An's self-consciousness.

The host of the template system is Ying An, and its purpose is to help Ying An improve his strength, rather than allowing the template character to be resurrected in Ying An's body.

If a memory fusion were to occur, Ying An's inherent character and concentration wouldn't require multiple fusions. Just the image of Hong Yi alone would likely be enough to cause immense psychological damage. Furthermore, it could even be enough to render Ying An unable to distinguish between himself and Hong Yi.

It is precisely because the fusion only involves abilities, knowledge, bloodlines, and techniques that Ying'an's combat awareness is actually not strong.

Who made him feel that he had never experienced many battles?

When he encountered someone like Mo Ya, who could easily crush anyone with his soul realm, he was naturally unstoppable. But when he encountered someone like Bai Yifei, who mastered unusual skills and even had a military formation with evil spirits that specifically restrained soul and Taoism, he was somewhat overwhelmed and could only use the most foolish method to deal with the opponent.

After killing the Blood-Robed Marquis Bai Yifei, Ying An himself realized this. Although his realm could indeed crush countless powerful people in the Qin World, in real combat, he was indeed just a novice.

The purpose of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is to eat the tiger, not to actually turn yourself into a pig! !

His eyes instantly turned to the side, where Tianze was laughing wildly as if to vent his anger. A cold murderous intent flashed in Ying An's eyes.

Compared to Blood-Robed Marquis Bai Yifei, who possessed the military formation's evil spirit and possessed a strong advantage over the Spiritual Taoist priests, Tianze was undoubtedly the tool He Ying'an used to hone his combat experience!

Feeling Ying An's gaze, Tianze slowly put away his smile. He stared at Ying An and said, "Master Ying An, I didn't expect that even the Blood-Robed Marquis Bai Yifei couldn't be your match. You've been hiding for so long, it seems I can't escape your clutches today either."

Upon hearing this, Ying An nodded lightly.

Tianze let out a long sigh and suddenly felt relieved.

Ever since the fall of the Baiyue Kingdom, he had lived in hatred. Years of imprisonment had completely robbed him of the pride he once held as the Crown Prince of Baiyue. His heart had become twisted like a demon.

Now Bai Yifei is dead. It can be said that even if he can escape from Ying An next time, he probably won't live long.

Perhaps because he witnessed Bai Yifei's tragic death with his own eyes, Tianze's twisted heart inexplicably recovered a little.

With a hint of apology in his eyes, he glanced at Yan Lingji and Wushuang Gui, then said to Ying An, "Master Ying An, how about we take a gamble, using our lives and possessions as chips?"

With a raised eyebrow, his soul realm had reached the state of pure yang, although it was not as mysterious as a sudden impulse. But Ying An could also feel Tianze's sincerity at this moment.

Looking at Tianze in confusion, Ying An asked, "How do you want to bet?"

"If I die in your hands, my four subordinates will be loyal to you from now on!! I hope you can treat them well!" Tianze didn't mention the possibility of defeating Ying An at all.

Just the way Ying An controlled the sword and his elusive movements when dealing with Bai Yifei made Tianze feel that he had no chance of winning at all.

Rather than gambling with Ying An, he was acting as if a dying man spoke kindly. He had given up most of his hatred and placed his hopes on finding a better master for his four loyal subordinates.

Let me ask, at this moment, is there anyone more suitable than Ying An?

Tianze was confident that with Ying An's status and position, as long as he agreed, then in the future, whether it was Yan Lingji and Wushuang Gui who were captured before, or the Corpse Demon and the King of Hundred Poisons, they would probably have a good life.

"Owner!!"

An old, hoarse voice suddenly came from the rooftop. Looking in the direction of the voice, a ghostly-looking old man with white hair and tattered clothes, emitting a green poisonous aura, looked at Tianze with red eyes.

On the other side, accompanied by the crisp sound of bells, the corpse-exorcist demon appeared, holding a cane with a bell hanging on it and with most of his cheek covered by a hood.

"If you still acknowledge me as your master, then remember this!" Tianze's tone was unusually filled with pride and dominance. He said loudly, "If I die at the hands of Master Ying An, he will be your future master!"

The King of Hundred Poisons and the Corpse-Driving Demon were silent for a moment, then bowed deeply to Tianze.

Tianze nodded slightly, then looked at Wushuang Gui and Yan Lingji. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "If I die today, you can stay with Master Ying An with good reason!"

After making thorough arrangements for his funeral, Tianze looked at Ying An and said, "As a young master, I believe you wouldn't be unable to meet even this small request of mine, right?"

At this moment, Ying An really looked at Tianze with a new respect.

No wonder Yan Lingji, the Exorcist Demon, the King of Hundred Poisons and other extraordinary people were all so loyal to him, the abandoned crown prince of Baiyue. Some even came to him after he escaped from Tianze's imprisonment for more than ten years.

Not to mention anything else, just the magnanimity and magnanimity that Tianze showed at this moment is enough to impress people.

The reason why the extraordinary people in the Baiyue group are so determined to follow Tianze is not only because of Tianze's former status as the Baiyue prince, but also because of his former charm that truly captivated people.

Even though Tianze's mind has been completely distorted due to the tragic experience, the members of the Baiyue Group are still waiting for him to regain his former self and become the Baiyue prince who had the courage to lead Baiyue against the coalition forces of Chu and South Korea.

Even now, after witnessing Bai Yifei's death and feeling relieved about his own life, Tianze had regained some of his former charm, which still gave Ying An a glimpse of the whole picture. He understood why so many extraordinary people from the Baiyue people followed him so loyally.

If he hadn't known Tianze, it would have been impossible to completely recapture him, except for threatening him to work for him like Bai Yifei did. Ying An almost wanted to give up the idea of ​​using Tianze as a training ground.

"Okay!" Ying An said cheerfully, "If you really die in my hands today, I will take all of your subordinates with me!"

"Come on!!" Tianze opened his hands, and the chains wrapped around his arms and body began to break free quickly.

Although the six snake skull chains were all cut by Ying An's Peach God Sword, even without the snake skulls and losing most of its power, Tianze's ability to manipulate six chains at the same time is still not to be underestimated.

On the six flying chains, wisps of black evil spirit began to spread continuously.

Combined with Tianze's ferocious image, he looked like a devil that had just crawled out of hell.

Without the cover of those ice-blue hairs, the moment Tianze unleashed his full power, obvious scale patterns appeared on his cheeks.

These patterns are more than just beautiful.

Once upon a time in Baiyue, Tianze was known as the Red-browed Dragon Snake. Born with extraordinary powers, even within the Baiyue Celestial Group, every single one possessed incredible secret techniques, let alone his leader.

Those snake scales that look like just patterns, when Tianze uses his full power, even have a terrifying defense that is no less than armor. Even compared with Wushuang Gui's naturally invulnerable skin, Tianze's scales are stronger.

Giving Tianze ample time, he watched as his appearance grew increasingly ferocious. Even behind him, the black mist emanating from the chains had formed the image of a giant, snarling python. Ying An finally made his move!

A terrifying spirit smoke suddenly burst out from Ying An's body.

The terrifying blood and energy even made Tianze subconsciously take a step back.

The two sides hadn't even really fought each other yet, but just the aura between them was enough to make everyone present look solemn.

"The power of Master Ying An's blood and energy is simply unbelievable. I'm afraid that even the strong men from the Wei Kingdom's Pijiamen can't possess such a terrifying physique!!" Zi Nu widened her eyes.

Although Ying An and Bai Yifei had also erupted with terrifying Qi and blood in their fight just now, at that time, Ying An relied on the Qiankun Bag to appear and disappear at will.

How can we make it so clear to people as it is now?

"Does this mean that the medical family has completely surrendered to the Qin State?" Wei Zhuang looked incredulous.

You know, the main reason why Ying An's image of being weak and sickly was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people among the six countries and the world was the result of the diagnosis by many famous medical experts.

But now, Ying An's physique is so strong and his blood is so vigorous that it has reached an inhuman level.

If his condition can be considered a congenital deficiency, then are there any healthy people in the world?

With so many medical experts coming to the same conclusion, Wei Zhuang believed that the only explanation was that those medical experts who had spread the news that Ying An was in very poor health and would not live past the age of sixteen must have all defected to the Qin Dynasty.

At the very least, he had made some kind of deal with Ying An. However, compared to the latter's joke about his own medical reputation, Wei Zhuang believed it was the former.

Although many medical experts have also made moves to join the Qin Dynasty, the medical community as a whole seems to be quite hostile to the Qin Dynasty, viewing it as a country of tigers and wolves.

Even the leader of the medical community, Master Nian Duan, was a man who regarded the Qin Dynasty as the main culprit for the endless wars in the world.

In this situation, Ying An's existence was like a loud slap in the face of all the medical masters.

In Wei Zhuang's opinion, there is only one explanation.

"I never thought that the young master not only has a terrifying soul, but also has such a strong body." The black and white sisters looked excited. The stronger Ying An is, the safer they will be after joining Ying An.