Dafeng's Night Squad

If he could comprehend a thing or two, his cultivation would definitely soar.

“I’ve lost, ”

Chu Yuanxi’s right hand trembled slightly, as if it was spasming. She cupped her hands with great difficulty and made way for him.

“With the formation’s power, even a fourth-rank martial artist would be killed by your sword.” Cao Qingyang gave him a very high evaluation.

He flicked his sleeves and continued to walk deeper in. Not long after, he saw the little black-skinned Lina from the southern border.

“So this trial is about strength?” Cao Qingyang had seen through her identity with a single glance.

“I’ll also only throw one punch.” Leena glared at him.

“Straightforward.” Cao Qingyang laughed.

Leena stopped talking. She took a deep breath and began to gather her power.

Her chest heaved up and down slightly, then up and down violently. A strong wind blew from the ground, and every breath she took caused an exaggerated airflow movement.

Waves of invisible power were added to her body. This was the amplification of the origin formation.

After a dozen breaths, her face began to flush red. Her neck, arms, and other exposed skin were also stained with a layer of blood, like a cooked shrimp.

Bang bang, bang Bang … Lina’s heart beat like a drum, and if it had been an ordinary warrior, their heart would have exploded on the spot.

Her blood was like a flood that burst through a dam, washing her blood vessels. Her body was like a sleeping beast that had awakened.

Strange lines appeared on the surface of his skin. They looked like tattoos, and they had a strange beauty to them.

Kachaa!

The ground suddenly cracked, and Lina was like an arrow released from a bow. In the process, she clenched her fists, and the air seemed to explode with a dull sound.

Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom .. Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom …

Boom . . Boom … Boom . Boom . . Boom … Boom . . Boom … Boom . . Boom .

Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom …

Boom . . Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom .

Boom … Boom … Boom … Boom …. Boom

After so many years, Xu Qi ‘an heard the roar of a supersonic fighter jet again.

Leena’s punch had exceeded the speed of sound.

The sound only lasted for a moment, and then it was replaced by an even louder sound, like a bomb explosion.

Although many people did not see this scene or could not capture it with the naked eye, they could infer from the change in sound that the last explosion had come from the collision between the two.

The shock wave lifted the green stone slabs and blew away the surrounding houses, trees, and rockery, forming a circular area with a diameter of more than ten meters.

In this circular area, there was only bare ground, not even the bluestone pavement was present.

Leena sat on the ground, gasping for air. Her right arm hung limply by her side, and the bones in her entire arm, including her palm, were completely shattered.

Cao Qingyang shook his fist in pain and sighed. “Strength Gu division is unparalleled in strength alone.”

In the third Test, he saw a burly monk standing with his hands together.

“Looking at you, you don’t seem to want to retreat? You want to exchange blows with me?” The purple-robed Alliance master said with a smile.

He immediately looked around and found that the fog around him made it easy for people to lose their sense of direction.

“This seems to be a bewildering formation. It doesn’t increase your combat power.” “You’re not even a rank-4 yet. Aren’t you afraid that I’ll kill you with one slap?” Cao Qingyang reminded.

Hengyuan did not respond and took a step back. The fog immediately moved and swallowed him.

A few seconds later, Cao Qingyang’s ears twitched slightly as he swung his palm towards his left.

With a muffled groan, Heng Yuan revealed himself and staggered backward. He entered the fog again and appeared behind Cao Qingyang. However, the purple robe Alliance master, who had noticed him, leaned back and knocked him away.

He never got up again.

Cao Qingyang continued to walk forward. He passed through the mist and arrived at a courtyard. A cold wind blew, and ghosts were wailing. Illusionary shadows were floating in the air, making sharp howls.

“You’re not a rank-3.”

Amidst the wails of thousands of ghosts, li Miaozhen floated in the air and silently looked down at Cao Qingyang.

Her body looked like it was real, but it was not her real body, but her Yin spirit.

The Taoist sect was most skilled in the magic of the primordial spirit domain. Even the Wizards who were also skilled in this domain were inferior to the Taoist sect.

Martial artists were known for their destructive power and physical techniques. Although they had no shortcomings in their primordial spirit, they were not outstanding either.

This thousand spirit formation was specially designed to restrain fourth-grade martial artists.

“I’m indeed third-grade now, but my primordial spirit is still a distance away from third-grade,” Cao Qingyang replied honestly.

The blood essence given to him by his ancestor allowed him to experience the horror and power of a third-grade martial artist for a short time, but his primordial spirit remained in its original realm.

Li Miaozhen took out an illusionary mirror and shone it in the air. Cao Qingyang’s figure appeared in the mirror.

She reached into the mirror, took a picture of the figure, and flicked her finger into the body of a Paddy man.

The undead pounced on the humanoid, pressing down on its limbs and head.

Li Miaozhen reached out and grabbed an illusionary awl in the void, about to stab it between the eyebrows of the Paddy man.

Cao Qingyang’s Qi trembled, and the Scarecrow exploded, turning the undead that were pressing down on him into dust.

Li Miaozhen raised her head and suddenly let out a sharp scream.

In the formation, the densely-packed Yin souls also raised their heads and let out shrill screams.

The invisible sound waves pierced Cao Qingyang’s brain like steel nails, stirring his primordial spirit and destroying his consciousness.

At the same time, the clothes on Cao Qingyang’s body began to change. His belt tried to strangle him, his clothes tried to tie him up, and his sleeves were tied up to tie his hands up.

Taking advantage of his dazed state, li Miaozhen swooped down and turned herself into an arrow, shooting towards Cao Qingyang’s forehead.

Behind her were thousands of troops and horses.

The undead surrounded her and followed her.

Cao Qingyang woke up in time. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a

mouthful of blood.

Chi Chi Chi ….