Doomsday: I Have Infinite Legion

Chapter 285 Battle against Lin Yunlang

Lin Yunlang didn't know why, looking at the surrounding woods, he didn't find anything unusual.

But the more this happened, the more fear he felt in his heart. After all, unknown things are the most terrifying.

"Who is it? Pretending to be a ghost, if you have the ability, let's fight in an open and honest manner!"

Lin Yunlang looked nervous and looked at Zhou shouting loudly. Perhaps this was the only way to bring him a little sense of security.

"You want to fight me?"

Yang Yue's figure rushed out of the woods, landed beside Tang Yuzhu, and carefully lifted Tang Yuzhu up who was unconscious on the ground.

"Miss Tang?"

Yang Yue touched Tang Yuzhu's veins, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he felt that there was still a faint breath.

Although the breath is very weak, it still has breath after all. As long as the person is not dead, he can find a way to save the person from multiple injuries.

"It's you!"

Lin Yunlang naturally recognized Yang Yue, who was the one who scolded him that day.

"Hmph! An ant in the middle of the seventh stage dares to speak nonsense!"

Lin Yunlang's heart fell to the ground in an instant. If he was a mid-eighth-level cultivator, he might really be a little bit afraid.

After all, after a series of battles just now, the aura in his body has basically been exhausted.

Any cultivator in the middle of the eighth level can easily crush himself.

But if you just think about Yang Yue, a cultivator in the middle of the seventh level, there is a whole big realm in the middle.

Even if the spiritual energy in his body has been exhausted, he can easily defeat the mid-seventh level cultivator.

Although there are also a few geniuses who can leapfrog battles, such people are really too few.

Besides, even if they could leapfrog to fight, they would still leapfrog mediocrity and mediocrity.

Lin Yunlang prides himself on being a genius, but even if he meets those geniuses who are able to fight beyond the level, it may not be that easy.

"Yang Yue! Do you need me to take action?"

Zhen Wu fell beside Yang Yue, arms crossed and looked indifferently at Lin Yunlang in the distance.

Lin Yunlang's heart was instantly chilled by Zhenwu's gaze, and he could clearly feel the powerful aura of this spirit beast.

It is definitely at the beginning of the eighth level. If it was in its heyday, of course I would not be afraid of it, but now my strength is very little left.

"No need! This guy leaves me alone, you go and help Tang Yuxian, she seems to be unable to hold on."

Yang Yue shook his head. He didn't let Zhenwu take action, but chose to do it himself. He is now in the middle of the eighth rank, and he has no pressure to deal with Lin Yunlang, who is also in the middle of the eighth rank.

He glanced at Tang Yuxian in the distance. Her moves were getting slower and slower. It was obvious that she had reached her limit and her physical strength was exhausted.

But the young man in the mid-ninth stage was still able to handle it with ease, as if he was not fighting a life-and-death battle, but playing around.

Every time he made a move, he subconsciously caressed Tang Yuxian's body, which made her feel a little crazy.

"I must kill you!" Tang Yuxian said through gritted teeth.

"Okay! Then you can make me happy! This will fulfill your wish!"

The young man in the mid-ninth stage spoke frivolously.

"Young man! He looks so clear, but this man speaks so dirty!"

Zhenwu's figure rushed towards the young man in the mid-ninth stage, knocking his figure away.

"What the hell!"

The young man in the mid-ninth stage retreated a few meters before he barely stabilized his figure.

He was secretly surprised, what a powerful force it must be, to be able to force himself back with one move.

When he saw clearly the appearance of the visitor, he said in a surprised tone: "Spiritual beast?"

Yang Yue took out several bottles of recovery potions and poured them into Tang Yuzhu's mouth. The injuries in her body gradually stabilized.

After watching Tang Yuzhu's breathing became more and more gentle, Yang Yue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Holding her gently in his arms, he looked towards Lin Yunlang who was not far away.

"Go ahead! Don't say I didn't give you a chance!"

Yang Yue spoke slowly, with an arrogant tone.

"What do you mean? Are you going to fight with me with a girl in your arms?"

Lin Yunlang looked at Yang Yue and asked in an extremely inconceivable tone.

"What's wrong?" Yang Yue's tone was calm, as if he was talking about something unimportant.

"Damn it! Boy, don't be too arrogant! Even if I run out of spiritual energy, I'm not alone. An ant in the middle of the seventh stage can insult me ​​casually!"

Lin Yunlang immediately lost his temper. As a practitioner in the middle of the eighth stage, he is also the chief disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect, and he is even more of a genius.

Naturally, he couldn't tolerate that a kid from Fuzhou, a mere country, was riding on his head.

However, facing Lin Yunlang's words, Yang Yue seemed as if nothing had happened and did not take him seriously at all.

Lin Yunlang looked at Yang Yue's nonchalant look, and the anger in his heart grew even stronger.

"Go to hell! Ants!"

Lin Yunlang raised his hand and clenched his fist, and a golden light glowed on his fist.

"Golden Fist!"

With a sudden force on his feet, his whole body was like a leopard, and he rushed straight towards Yang Yue.

The golden light on the fist exploded and hit Yang Yue in front of him.

But in the face of Lin Yunlang's attack, Yang Yue didn't even blink his eyes, but raised his hand, clenched his fist and hit Lin Yunlang's fist.

The two fists collided with each other, and Lin Yunlang could only feel a destructive force coming from the fist, and he couldn't resist it at all.

"Oh!"

There was a muffled sound in the air, and Lin Yunlang's figure flew upside down.

His arms were twisted, the robe on his body was stained with blood, and his disheveled hair didn't have half the brilliance before.

"Ah! My hand! My hand!"

Lin Yunlang let out a scream, and he felt that his arm had completely lost consciousness.

This arm is considered useless, not only the arm bone is broken, but even the veins in the entire arm are all broken.

Even if it can be connected, it cannot use the slightest strength.

What surprised Lin Yunlang even more was that Yang Yue's strength was clearly only a mid-seventh-level practitioner, but the strength he showed just now was definitely at the level of a mid-eighth-level practitioner.

If he hadn't deliberately concealed his strength before, it would mean that Yang Yue had only broken through to the middle stage of the eighth order not long ago.

The speed at which this monstrosity breaks through is what surprised Lin Yunlang the most.

After all, he has never seen such a person who can directly break through a whole realm in just one day.

Even the practitioner with the most powerful natural bloodline in the entire Tiannan Continent took a week to break through from the mid-seventh level to the mid-eighth level.

(End of this chapter)