Chapter 142: If I say I will kill you, I will kill you.

Wei Zhuang stepped aside indifferently, with a sword intent protecting him to prevent him from being torn apart by the darkness and frost that were colliding with each other in front of him, but that was all he could do.

In his sight, Yang Chong's body turned into darkness, and his aura was even greater than that of the Sun Covering that year. Moreover, it was not just a simple aura, it was an all-round transcendence, a transcendence in quantity, and a breakthrough in quality.

The dark area transformed by Yanri only blocks out the sun, and when yin prevails, the day is dark. However, the darkness transformed by Yang Chong is the real darkness, a darkness that devours everything, no matter whether it is day or night, yin or yang, it can devour it all.

"Is this his true strength?" Wei Zhuang's heart was filled with emotion. For the first time in his life, he felt his own weakness.

"Is it like this again?" Bai Yifei, who was facing Yang Chong, was in a completely different mood at this time. His strength was obviously very strong, but Yang Chong's was like a bottomless pit. No matter how fierce his attack was, it could not cause the slightest ripple.

"However, I don't believe that you have no limits." Bai Yifei held his breath and concentrated, trying his best. He had to admit that Yang Chong had the strength to make him try his best.

Bai Yifei stirred the sword, causing the frost to transform into sword energy that cut towards Yang Chong from all directions. At the same time, he secretly used witchcraft, and vines emerged from under his feet, twisting and wrapping around Yang Chong.

“Entangle? Ha…” Yang Chong sneered, and he retracted the dark field based on the power absorption method and the skill of the Sun-Covering Sword. As the sword energy was restrained, it dispersed the frosty sword energy. At the same time, he changed his palm into claws, and when the Nine Yin Divine Claws were swung, the wind was so fierce that wherever the claw wind passed, it was all covered in powder.

"This is my world. Let me see how you fight against a world." Bai Yifei shouted and exerted his strength to the limit. An ice pillar behind him rose from the ground and turned into a javelin to suppress Yang Chong.

"What's mine is mine, and what's yours is still mine." Yang Chong sneered, and purple energy flowed under his palm, grabbing the icicle beside him. The things belonging to Bai Yifei were instantly taken by Yang Chong, and he hit it with a speed that was not inferior to the icicle controlled by Bai Yifei.

In a violent collision, the icicle turned into ice chips.

But just as Bai Yifei said, here, everything is under his control, including the icicles and the ice chips. When the icicles shattered, the little bits of ice chips turned into a violent storm and smashed towards Yang Chong like iron sheets. If he was hit by such a blow, an ordinary body would definitely be riddled with holes.

Unfortunately, Yang Chong was not an ordinary person. He let out a roar like a cold wind from hell, stirring up waves of sound. The invisible sound waves were stirred into the violent storm, disrupting his offensive and confusing his direction.

"I said, everything here is under my control. You can break my attack, but you can't break the ice." The out-of-control ice pieces were controlled by Bai Yifei again. Here, his power will be inexhaustible. As time goes by, Yang Chong's power will become weaker and weaker, but his strength can always be maintained at its peak.

"Can I really not break it? Tiger Roaring Imperial Fist." Yang Chong took a step forward, his fist was as powerful as a tiger, his true energy was released, a fist force roared out, turned into the shape of a white tiger, and pounced towards the ice pillar.

In a flash, Yang Chong had already thrown nine punches, and the nine ice pillars cracked one by one under the impact of the punches.

"As long as the cold air doesn't dissipate and the domain isn't destroyed, you can't break it." Bai Yifei controlled the cold air to repair the cracked icicle.

"You talk too much nonsense, Ghost Prison Yin Wind Howl." Yang Chong roared, this time the Ghost Prison Yin Wind Howl incorporated the sound attack technique of Fuxi Shentian Xiang, its power has exceeded the existing limit of the Ghost Prison Yin Wind Howl, the already cracked ice pillar was under the vibration of the sound waves, even with Bai Yifei trying to repair it, it was still difficult to maintain, cracking inch by inch, falling down, and turned into debris on the ground.

Bai Yifei simply stopped repairing the broken icicle and directly controlled the fragments to smash towards Yang Chong. This method was very rough, but simple and effective. When masters fight, there is no such mystery. It is just a competition of speed and strength.

Seeing this, Yang Chong directly inserted Tai'a into the ground and stretched his palms to both sides. The suction force from the suction technique instantly sucked the two ice pillars in front of him, turning them into a huge ice crystal shield, blocking Bai Yifei's attack.

Bai Yifei's pupils shrank slightly. The two ice pillars controlled by Yang Chong were completely out of his control. What kind of martial arts was the purple energy lingering on the ice pillars?
But the current situation did not allow him to care too much. He could only control one icicle after another to attack Yang Chong from all directions. Moreover, he was smart this time. He did not attack Yang Chong directly, but inserted the icicles into the ground around Yang Chong. In the spreading cold air, he wanted to freeze Yang Chong completely.

This time, Bai Yifei succeeded. He really sealed Yang Chong in ice.

"Let's see what kind of trouble you can stir up this time. Wei Zhuang, it's your turn." Bai Yifei's eyes turned, and his next target was Wei Zhuang.

"Why do you think I didn't take action?" Facing Bai Yifei's threat, Wei Zhuang smiled.

"What do you mean?" Bai Yifei was stunned, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

"I didn't take action because I thought Yang Chong alone was enough to take you down. Bai Yifei, it's too early for you to be happy." Wei Zhuang stood with his sword in his arms, looking as if it had nothing to do with him.

Bai Yifei had almost used up all his tricks, but what about Yang Chong? Yang Chong still had many tricks left to use, and Wei Zhuang didn't believe that Bai Yifei could trap Yang Chong like this. Feeling uneasy about being watched, Bai Yifei suddenly looked at Yang Chong who was frozen in the ice. Only then did he truly realize that something was wrong. Yang Chong stood in the ice with his sword in his hand, and through the ice he could see Yang Chong's calm expression, without any panic.

"Could it be..." Bai Yifei thought about it and prepared to clench his swords. Since the ice could not trap Yang Chong, he would chop off Yang Chong's head. Anyway, his biggest target was Yan Lingji.

However, as soon as Bai Yifei raised his sword, waves of vibrations came from the ice that was harder than iron. The sounds were very faint, but they struck the hearts of everyone present like a heavy hammer.

The first level of Fuxi Shentianxiang: the great sound is silent.

Everything in the world has sound, but what is sound? The essence is the fluctuation of Qi. Xuanbing is also its own fluctuation, but ordinary people cannot hear it.

This otherworldly martial art that transcends the limits of heaven and man, although restricted by the limits of this world and unable to display its true power, is still the most top-level divine skill in this world. The first level alone is enough to be ranked among the strongest sound attacks.

As the vibration sound became clearer and clearer, the icy cage exploded directly.

"Together." Bai Yifei controlled the broken ice to press towards Yang Chong, but saw Yang Chong suddenly pointing at himself.

"The power-absorbing technique."

"Here it comes, it's it again." Wei Zhuang's eyes flashed. This was the fourth time he had seen the power-absorbing technique. It was once at Weijia Village, once when the farmers ambushed Yang Chong, and once when Tianze died just now. This was the fourth time.

Through the previous three observations, Wei Zhuang already had a clear understanding of the horror of Yang Chong's energy-sucking technique. He had already regarded Yang Chong as the strongest opponent he had ever met in his life and had been thinking about how to crack Yang Chong's energy-sucking technique. Naturally, he was unwilling to miss even the slightest detail this time.

"What kind of weird martial arts is this?" Under the remote control of the suction technique, Bai Yifei's whole body was covered with a layer of purple true energy. He clearly felt that an unimaginable suction force erupted from Yang Chong's palm. His blood, his true energy, and even his soul seemed to break out of his body under this suction force.

Bai Yifei felt a little regretful at this time. He felt that Yang Chong was even more evil than him. His methods were already weird, but in Yang Chong's case, they were as normal as could be.

"No, no, I will die like this." The loss of control of his body made Bai Yifei feel a fear he had never felt before. Facing the crisis of death, he could only gather all the blood and true energy in his body to resist the suction from Yang Chong's palm, but everything he did was of no avail.

Bai Yifei could only watch himself moving uncontrollably towards Yang Chong, with two deep dents plowed into the ground under his feet. But it still didn't work, he couldn't control himself.

"No..." With an unwilling roar, Bai Yifei turned into an arrow and flew towards Yang Chong.

"Is this the final form of the power-absorbing technique?" In Bai Yifei's despair, Wei Zhuang also opened his eyes wide. What did he see?
In Wei Zhuang's sight, he only saw that Bai Yifei was sucked into Yang Chong's body, and Yang Chong's whole body also swelled up, expanding and contracting in waves of distortion, which was endlessly weird.

"What kind of magical skill is the Power Absorbing Technique?" Wei Zhuang's hands trembled as he held the Shark-Tooth Sword. He was not afraid of death, but the sight of the Power Absorbing Technique sucking the enemy into the body shocked him too much. He didn't dare to imagine what would be waiting for him if he switched positions with Bai Yifei.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of dying ugly and ridiculously.

In Wei Zhuang's sight, Yang Chong's swelling figure had gradually returned to normal. At this moment, Bai Yifei's figure reappeared in a burst of light and shadow, but his face, which had already lacked color to begin with, was now completely bloodless.

"You, you..." Bai Yifei, who regained his freedom, staggered and knelt on the ground. At this moment, he only had one feeling, that he was hollowed out.

"You should be thankful that I am not interested in your corrupted Qi and blood that you cultivated with the help of other people's blood, otherwise you would be dead miserably now." Yang Chong suppressed the icy Qi in his body. This kind of Qi was the most difficult to digest. Even with the powerful Qi absorbing technique, it would take some time.

"You sucked all my energy?" Bai Yifei was desperate.

"Don't despair, a dead man will never despair." Yang Chong swung his sword, and a human head appeared in his hand.

"South Korea does not allow such powerful people to exist. If I say kill you, then I will kill you. That's what I said." Yang Chong held Bai Yifei's head in front of him, as if he was chatting with an old friend.

(End of this chapter)