This chill went straight into his liver and gallbladder. Even though Ye Cheng had experienced life and death many times, he had never been as panicked as he was today.
The moment he turned around, the broken characters came to him at some point, but they didn't explode immediately. He knew it immediately in his heart.
"Boy, at such a close distance, if you explode, you may be able to severely injure me, but you have already suffered one of my Wandering Spirit Techniques, and you will definitely die if you try it again!"
Seeing Xuan Ye's face sinking, Ye Cheng knew that he had guessed, and the panic in his heart receded a lot.
"That's right, he will never do anything, and he is not even qualified to threaten me!"
Ye Cheng felt confident and quietly wrote, planning to make the final blow.
At this moment, Xuan Ye smiled, and his smile was extremely ferocious.
The other party's guess was correct. If he were an ordinary pen repairer, he would have died long ago using this method.
But he is different. Let’s not talk about the demon clan’s skills. The resilience of this half-demon body alone is incredible!
The reason why Xuan Ye pretended to be mysterious and allowed Ye Cheng to make random guesses was to wait for the injuries in his body to recover.
Now, driven by the demon blood, most of the injuries have recovered.
Everything is under control.
"Thirty percent! I'm only 30% sure, and I'm going to kill you too!"
After Xuan Ye finished speaking, in Ye Cheng's gradually distorted face, he detonated the broken word!
"boom--"
Strong light burst out, and huge clouds of smoke rose over the wilderness.
Strong winds swept through the wilderness, blowing away the turf within a kilometer radius.
The Qianji Sect members looked at the smoke and clouds in the distance, and the elder at the head of the group screamed inwardly, scolding the disciples to hurry up and hurry up.
At the center of the explosion, Ye Cheng had long lost its original glory, with disheveled hair, torn robes, and a shaky body.
"Madman! What a madman!"
He cursed angrily, vomiting out a mouthful of bloody water, looking at the billowing smoke and dust in front of him, the uneasiness still lingering in his heart.
Suddenly, a black shadow stepped out of the smoke and dust. The pace was very slow. Every time he took a step, his body would freeze for a moment, but every step was determined.
"Impossible! He's not dead!" Ye Cheng exclaimed, thus exposing his position.
Xuan Ye had a smile on his face, vomiting blood with every step he took, but his eyes were fixed on the black shadow in the smoke.
The wolf hair in his hand burst out with strong light, and Mo Feng turned into a broadsword and slashed at the black shadow!
With a "dang" sound, the broadsword was blocked by the long sword.
This knife seemed to have struck into Ye Cheng's heart, arousing blood in his bones.
Being able to become the master of a sect is not something you can achieve just by cultivating yourself. Thinking about the days of bloody battles, his heart skipped a beat.
He knows that too many stable days have made him forget his original intention.
Ye Cheng even knew that in terms of injuries, Xuan Ye was much more serious, yet he dared to come up and fight with him.
He was even more afraid of this young man in his heart. Because of this, he never wanted Xuan Ye to live!
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and the ink in Ye Cheng's hand also burst into bright light. Mo Feng turned his sword into a spear and pierced Xuan Ye's shoulder.
Looking at the splattering blood, a long-lost pleasure arose in his heart. He twisted his wrist and held the gun like a flower.
Xuan Ye also knew that the other party was not an easy person, so he said he was only 30% sure.
Now, under the series of thrusts, dozens of bloody holes were punctured on his body. For a moment, blood poured down like rain, and the remaining strength was drained away.
With a "plop", he knelt on the ground and lowered his head heavily. Looking at the blood spilled on the ground, the remaining demon blood in his body rioted again!
Xuan Ye grinned, and another fishy smell came out of his throat.
"You really don't want me to die!"
He was talking to himself, and seemed to be complaining about the demon blood in his body. The moment he raised his head, the bloody demon blood flowing from his body became worse, and the wounds were also recovering quickly.
Demon blood, like human blood, is ultimately limited. If it is exhausted, it will be the time when the oil is exhausted.
Xuan Ye couldn't care less, so he used Mo Feng again, turning his sword into a spear, and got involved with Ye Cheng.
Both sides exchanged wounds, but he became more and more courageous as he fought, turning his spear into a sword and knocking back the spear.
During the fight, the energy was scattered everywhere, and the sound of explosions was like dense gongs and drums.
The smoke and dust that originally dispersed were stirred up by the explosion.
The more Ye Cheng fought, the less confident he became. Xuan Ye, who was already on the verge of death, not only became more courageous as he fought, but also gained the upper hand.
Especially after the injuries were exchanged, the other party's eyes looked like bloodthirsty beasts when they saw blood!
He was afraid...
This Hua Wu Qi Bi Xiu who should have knelt down and begged for mercy like a dog, now stood like a mountain in front of him!
"I...can't beat him!"
This thought came to Ye Cheng's mind, and his attack slowed down. After his shoulder was pierced by a sword, the intense pain drained away the remaining strength.
Even if you are unwilling, you can only kneel down.
He looked at Xuan Ye and realized that he was just a flying insect crawling into the spider's web, and he was involved in the opponent's plan every step of the way.
Now, all we can do is wait for the guillotine to fall.
Naturally, Xuan Ye would not waste the opportunity, and stabbed down with his long sword, intent on killing him.
However, a sudden burst of energy blew him away.
Ye Cheng watched as the sword edge less than half a finger away from his neck suddenly dispersed, as if he had escaped from the gate of hell.
He tremblingly looked at the Qianji Sect members and the three incarnation stage elders who were arriving, with mixed feelings in his heart. Then he turned into hatred and pointed directly at Xuan Ye, who had turned around and fled, and roared.
"Kill him, and the master of this sect will be rewarded heavily!"
When Xuan Ye was knocked away, he knew he had missed a good opportunity. The moment he got up, he summoned the white bird and ran towards the barren mountain not far away.
After flying a few hundred meters, my heart suddenly shrank, as if a knife had been stabbed into me, the pain was so suffocating.
The white bird disappeared with its cry of pain, and he fell into the wilderness.
When the stinging sensation subsided slightly, Xuan Ye also heard the footsteps not far behind him, and could only push up his tattered body and run towards the barren mountain.
"Elder Feng, Elder Wu, there is a restricted area in front of Chang Arai, be sure to kill him before entering!"
The two elders frowned slightly, and were secretly frightened when they thought of the evil things in the long deserted well.
However, they still took a step slower and stopped one after another when they saw the young man diving into the lifeless forest.
The three of them looked at each other and then looked at the deserted forest. In a daze, they seemed to see a black shadow swimming inside, and they immediately wanted to retreat.
"Elder Ye, even the people of the Bi Ling Sect can't deal with the evil things in Changhuang Well. This man is seriously injured and has already stepped into the gate of hell. Let's go back!" Elder Feng said calmly.
The leader, Elder Ye, thought for a long time and agreed with Elder Feng's words. "Instruct two groups of disciples to search along the mountain line to prevent him from escaping elsewhere. The rest of the people will follow me back to the mountain and report the matter to the sect master."
…
Xuan Ye, who fled into the wild forest, only wanted to avoid pursuit, but he didn't realize that seven or eight ghosts were already following behind him.
The ghost's appearance is somewhat similar to that of a pangolin. The difference is that its whole body is purple and slightly darker. In addition to the spikes on its back, there are pale human faces.
The faces of these people are not the same, but they all show fear, and the edges of the skin are uneven, as if they have been torn off by force.
In less than a moment, more and more ghosts gathered. They were like dancing wind, floating in the air, their eyes fixed on the young man in front of them.
"Hee hee hee…"
When Xuan Ye heard the shrill laughter behind him, his steps suddenly stopped, and then he could see his surroundings clearly.
There are dead old trees everywhere, and the sky is gray. It was obviously sunny when we were in the wilderness, but why did it suddenly turn into rainy weather?
Even the wind became chilly, like the transition from summer to winter. This all seemed so unusual!
"Hee hee hee…"
The shrill laughter sounded again, like scratching an iron plate with sharp nails.
Xuan Ye looked back and almost lost his soul. After a moment of numbness in his scalp, he ran away!
"Hee hee hee…"
Unexpectedly, this laughter was like gangrene in the bones. He dragged his seriously injured body and couldn't escape even when he ran out of breath.
Finally, he fell down under a dead tree. The stinging feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, as if it would burst at any time.
The demon blood and spiritual power have been exhausted. Although Xuan Ye is unwilling to do so, he also knows that he will inevitably die.
Looking at the totem on the arm, it may be stained with blood, but it is brighter than before.
"I'm sorry, Mei'er, I might... call it a day!"
After saying that, he faced the ghost directly and opened his arms, hoping to give himself the last chance of dignity.
At this moment, a red light shot straight into the sky, and the powerful evil spirit caused these gloomy ghosts to stop their movements and look at the young man with puzzled faces.
"Xiao Yezi, you actually survived from that old tree head? Hey... your cultivation has improved a lot!"
Hearing the familiar charming voice again, Xuan Ye couldn't help but laugh, but the wound was pulled and he grinned in pain.
"Did Lao Shutou inflict such a serious injury? How long have I been asleep?"
Xuan Ye really didn't want to answer, and said aggrievedly: "Sister, please stop talking and help me deal with the ghost in front of me first! What the hell is this?"
Gu Meier smiled coquettishly and used Xuan Ye's hand to exude the evil spirit.
The blood-colored demonic energy wrapped around the seven or eight ghosts in front of them like silk, slowly tightening.
After a crisp sound, the ghosts all exploded and turned into purple mist all over the sky. Seeing this, the remaining ghosts quickly scattered and fled.
"These are Yin-devouring ghosts, born from the earth's energy. They can only appear in places with great resentment."
Gu Meier showed her true body, her delicate little face still showing a bit of fatigue. After carefully examining Xuan Ye's injuries, she couldn't help but frown.
"You have been seriously injured in this battle. If you don't take good care of yourself, you may leave the root of the disease."
Xuan Ye smiled bitterly, thinking that he was lucky that he didn't lose his life. It was just a pity that he couldn't kill the leader of Qianji Sect.
This time, we relied on the other side to underestimate the enemy and won by surprise. I'm afraid we will never have such a good opportunity again.
"But you are very lucky. If sister Mei'er guessed correctly, there must be a yin spring in such a place where resentment is overwhelming. This is a healing treasure!" Gu Mei'er said with a smile.
"Yin spring?" Xuan Ye had never heard of it. Even this Yin-eating ghost was the first time he saw it. He always felt that it was not something that should exist in the world.
"That's right. It's not convenient for me to go into details. I can only tell you that this is a first-class treasure. I think this place is desolate. There should be no monks invading this place. I'm afraid there are still a lot of them left. You have to make a lot of money.
Already~"
When Xuan Ye heard this, he cheered up again, drank a bottle of wine, and then got up and walked deep into the wild forest. By the way, he told Gu Meier what happened after she fell into coma.
Even Gu Meier was a little frightened by the encounter, but when she heard that she almost made the old man withered bones angry to death, she laughed loudly and cursed that sooner or later, she would go back to find the old tree head to avenge her with a stick.