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MARTIAL PEAK 5217

In the previous exchange, Yang Kai had noticed something strange.

This Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple's attack might seem terrifying, but in reality, it was nothing more than an embroidered pillow.

Because this guy was also injured, and his injuries weren't light. On the surface, there was a huge wound on his waist and abdomen, and although he had used his strength to seal it, there was still blood flowing out. Not only that, but one of his eyes had been blown out, leaving only one eye staring at Yang Kai like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.

Thinking about it, it was understandable. On the battlefield, one had to rely on feigning death in order to escape. Obviously, he had been beaten so badly that it was difficult for him to resist, and the remaining injuries on his body were the best proof.

What's more, he was only an Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple, not an actual Eighth Order Open Heaven, so his strength was much weaker than an actual Eighth Order Open Heaven. Even if he was at his peak, he might not be stronger than any of the Black Ink Clan's Territory Lord.

If he was alone, Yang Kai might not be willing to take the risk. Relying on his Space Ability, this severely wounded Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple shouldn't be able to do anything to him. Even if he couldn't defeat him, he could still escape.

However, he was not alone.

Beside him was an unconscious Seventh Order woman he had just picked up from the battlefield.

Yang Kai was a Seventh Order himsself, his Small Universe could take in any cultivator below the Hight Rank Open Heaven, but for a Seventh Order cultivator, it was impossible.

If he brought her along, the chances of Yang Kai escaping from this Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple's pursuit were very low, so in this current situation, he could only fight.

Back then, Yang Kai and Bai Yi had worked together to kill a heavily injured Chasing Wind Territory Lord.

After hundreds of years, facing a severely wounded Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple alone, Yang Kai felt that he might have a chance of winning. Compared to the past, his strength had greatly improved.

"Are all the juniors nowadays so arrogant?" The Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple coldly snorted, obviously annoyed by Yang Kai's answer.

Yang Kai said lightly, "Although I know you're not willing, since you've already fallen into the Inked Dao, you're an enemy. You don't have the qualifications to be a Senior."

As he spoke, Yang Kai sent out a palm strike and a gentle force wrapped around the unconscious Seventh Order woman not far away. In the next instant, the Space Laws surged and the woman's figure blurred for a moment before disappearing. When she reappeared, she was already hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, slowly drifting deeper into the void.

There was definitely going to be a great battle soon, and Yang Kai couldn't protect this woman's safety in this fierce battle, so he could only quickly send her away.

The Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple was well aware of Yang Kai's intentions, but he didn't try to stop him. To him, as long as he dealt with Yang Kai, he would be able to easily catch up to the unconscious Seventh Order woman. At that time, it would be up to him whether he wanted to kill her or not.

However, Yang Kai's attitude undoubtedly made him extremely dissatisfied. Staring at the Seventh Order woman who had been sent away by Yang Kai, the Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple retracted his gaze and stretched out his hand. In the battlefield, a clear and melodious sword cry suddenly rang out, and soon after, a stream of light flew over from the battlefield and was caught in his hand.

Yang Kai's expression became solemn as he gripped his Azure Dragon Spear tightly.

He could clearly see that what flew out from the battlefield was a long sword, most likely an artifact of the Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple.

From the looks of it, this Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple should be a cultivator of the Sword Dao. Yang Kai secretly clenched his teeth. Those who were proficient in the Sword Dao were all masters of killing. In other words, those who cultivated the Sword Dao had rich combat experience and were all extremely difficult to deal with.

This could be seen from Feng Ying's daily performance. She also cultivated the Sword Dao.

Moreover, for an artifact to be so highly valued by an Eighth Order master, its grade couldn't be any lower. After countless years of nourishment, it was enough for the artifact to match its Eighth Order master.

The only thing that Yang Kai was glad about was that this Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple summoned a long sword artifact that had a dim glow and obviously lost a great deal of its spirituality. There were even many holes on its blade. It seemed that when he had fought with the Eighth Order Open Heaven from the North and South Army, not only had this Black Ink Disciple been beaten to death, even his artifact had been damaged.

After the Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple recalled his long sword, he casually waved his sword. Although it was just a simple sword style, under the support of his powerful cultivation, when the sword blossomed, it also gave off an extremely dangerous aura. It was clear that this person's attainments in the Sword Dao were extraordinary.

Holding the sword in one hand, the Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple in front of him said, "The current Royal Lord is one who cherishes talents. This old master would like to ask you a question, do you have any thoughts of becoming the Royal Lord's subordinate? If you agree, you can avoid death today, because to be honest, this old master's current condition isn't very good and doesn't really want to fight with others."

A trace of sadness flashed across Yang Kai's eyes, "Born from the Human Race, but now you've submitted to the Black Ink Clan. Old Sir, have you forgotten the people who fought side by side with you more than thirty thousand years ago? Have you forgotten the countless soldiers who died in the Great Evolution Pass?"

An expression of reminiscence flashed across the Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple's face as he quickly shook his head, "Over thirty thousand years, it's been too long, who can remember?"

Yang Kai's eyes drooped, "Then Senior must have forgotten your simple wish and original intention when entering the Ink Battlefield!"

The Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple chuckled lightly, "Young man, do you want to persuade this old master to turn back? There's no need to waste your breath. Since the day of my Ink Transformation, this old master is no longer a human race, so you don't need to say anything to this old master."

Yang Kai nodded slightly, "If that's the case, I won't say anymore."

The Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple looked at Yang Kai and said, "It seems you've made up your mind."

Yang Kai's battle intent surged as he pointed his spear forward and said lightly, "Today, either you die or I die!"

"Good!" The Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple couldn't help nodding, "When this old master was your age, I was also this reckless, but unfortunately… time is not forgiving! Since you have made your choice, how about this old master grant you your wish? Junior, are you prepared to die? In this old master's state, I will definitely have to go all out, not holding back at all."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Kai suddenly appeared beside him like a ghost, his Azure Dragon Spear shooting out like a dragon, his Great Unrestrained Spear Technique shooting towards the enemy in front of him like a storm.

The Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple obviously didn't expect Yang Kai to be so treacherous and was caught off guard, so he hastily raised his sword to block. In an instant, thousands of sword lights shot out towards Yang Kai.

The two figures instantly clashed.

Spear images and sword lights filled the vast void, constantly collapsing and emerging, and as the spear images and sword lights surged, a rich World Force collided, causing the void to distort.

The Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple's expression gradually became surprised.

Although he was seriously injured, this Seventh Order's condition was obviously not any better. Everyone had survived a bloody and brutal battle, so neither of them was much stronger than the other.

Therefore, the Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple felt that it shouldn't take too much effort to kill this Seventh Order master, but after exchanging blows with him, he realized that things were a bit different from what he had imagined.

This Seventh Order Open Heaven movement was extremely strange and he had seized the initiative as soon as it appeared, forcing him to spend a great deal of effort to resolve it and salvage the situation.

If his opponent was just an ordinary Seventh Order, it wouldn't have been a big deal. Even if he had seized the initiative, it wouldn't have been of any use. With a single backhand strike, he would be able to let his opponent know the difference between grades.

However, this Seventh Order young man was obviously not an ordinary Seventh Order. Every time they clashed, the Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple could clearly feel the pure power of his opponent.

This was not a power that a Seventh Order Open Heaven could possess. In terms of pureness, it was not much worse than his current strength.

The Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple couldn't help feeling somewhat shocked. He couldn't understand how this Seventh Order young man had managed to refine his Small Universe's strength to such a degree.

In his entire life, he had come into contact with many Seventh Order Open Heaven, but none of them had ever been able to compare with this man.

The purer the World Force was, the greater its power would be. Not to mention, this young man's World Force was far more powerful than a Seventh Order.

Where did this freak come from? The Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple was puzzled.

In addition, this Seventh Order youth's attainments in the Spear Dao also surprised him.

He had cultivated the Sword Dao all his life, and even after becoming a Black Ink Disciple, he had never slacked off in his cultivation of the Sword Dao. After so many years, his attainments in the Sword Dao had reached an extremely profound realm.

But now, a mere Seventh Order young man was actually able to use his Spear Dao to resist his Sword Dao. Although it was somewhat difficult to deal with, it was obvious that this young man's attainments in the Spear Dao were extraordinary.

This young man's Spear Dao wasn't as profound as his exquisite moves, only able to be used in a straightforward manner. His every spear move was executed at will, making it impossible to determine where he would attack next, but each and every one of his strikes was extremely profound.

Such a Spear Dao was already very comfortable, and just using it gave one a pleasant feeling.

The World Force was pure and vigorous, and his attainments in the Spear Dao were extraordinary. This young man really had the qualifications to be arrogant, which was why he had not been able to quickly capture him.

However, if this was all there was to it, the final result wouldn't change anything. After exchanging blows for only a moment, the young man's advantage was slowly lost, and his situation slowly became worse.

However, with such a talent, the Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple couldn't bear to kill him.

When he was a human race, he had always been a genius, and although he had been Inked for thirty thousand years now, his heart still held the highest regard, his personality had not changed much.

[MSN: Genius? He even need the Ink Force to reach Eighth Order.]

Therefore, the more outstanding Yang Kai's performance was, the more unwilling he was to kill him.

During the fierce battle, the Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple sent another voice transmission, "Little friend, this old master will ask you one last time, are you willing to submit to the Royal Lord? With your ability, if you can obtain the Ink Force, your achievements in the future will definitely be above this old master's, and perhaps you will have a chance to break through to the Ninth Order!"

Yang Kai's attacks didn't stop as he said, "What's so good about such a Ninth Order? Become a slave for the Black Ink Clan and kill my Human Race soldiers?"

The Eighth Order Black Ink Disciple replied, "You haven't felt the mysteries of the Ink Force, so how could you know it's joy?"

TO BE CONTINUED.