The autumn rain is continuous, the cool breeze is gentle, the fallen leaves are falling, and the misty clouds are misty.
Yan Yibing has an upright posture, holding an umbrella in his left hand and holding a knife in his right hand. His face is gentle, neither happy nor sad. It seems that neither gentle wind, drizzle nor strong winds and showers can shake him in the slightest.
The ghost-eyed Visaja is dressed in black robes, like a fierce ghost, with a regretful breath and a lingering aura of death. He seems to have come from the abyss under the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, which is creepy.
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"That's right, I didn't expect you to become a king." Ghost-eyed Visajja's voice was filled with contempt.
Yan Yibing: "It's just a fluke."
"Since you are here, let me guess... well, it was that guy Zhuge Mingshi who told you, right?"
Ghost-eye Visajja joked: "Heavenly magic can steal yin and yang, glimpse the secrets of the sky, know the coming and going, and know the time when you see it. Since he asked you to wait for me here, did he tell you..."
"If you do this, you will die."
Faced with the yin and yang of the ghost-eyed Visajja, Yan Yibing still looked calm and calm, and his voice was gentle: "Based on your words, you shouldn't be able to kill me."
"hehe……"
"Haha! Hahaha!"
The ghost-eyed Vaishya seemed to have heard some big joke and burst out laughing, his laughter was shrill and shrill.
"It seems that heavenly magic is nothing more than that."
Ghost-eyed Vaishya slowly pulled down his loose hat, revealing a frightening face.
His facial features are as sharp as a knife, very three-dimensional, and can even be said to be very handsome.
But there are black tattoos, full of a strange and evil atmosphere... At the same time, the pupils of the ghost-eyed Visajja are also different from ordinary people. His irises are green, and the vertical moon-shaped pain is scarlet.
His eyes alone make people dare not look directly at them. Coupled with some twisted and weird tattoos, the ghost-eyed Vaishya looks like a demon in a horror story.
The ghost-eyed Visaja tilted his head and smiled ferociously: "Yan Yibing, actually I didn't plan to look for you today. I haven't even killed anyone until now...but you're here."
"I suddenly feel that instead of killing you, it would be more interesting to destroy Tianqing City in front of you, right? What do you think?"
"Today, you can only kill one person." Yan Yibing said calmly.
The pupils of the ghost-eyed Visaja shrank, and a trace of astonishment flashed across his face.
How did he know?
Lord Flame Demon God has ordered that he has only one mission today, and that is to kill, kill one person!
I can only kill one, not one more!
However, Lord Flame Demon God did not tell him who to kill, he just asked him to come to Tianqing City.
But according to his understanding, Lord Flame Demon God should let him kill that boy named Jiang Che.
After all, the reason why Guiying was punished was not only because he cursed the boy, but also because he didn't take Jiang Che back.
The taboo spirit in his body is asleep. Now is the best time to kill him and snatch the spirit away.
So I only need to kill one person today.
Oh...this should also be calculated by Zhuge Mingshi's heavenly skills.
The ghost-eyed Visaja sneered and stretched his muscles: "Yes, I can only kill one person today."
"So do you want this lucky spot?"
Ghost Eye Vaishya took a step forward, and a ghost eye suddenly opened on the muddy ground.
"GuluGulu"
As if a chain reaction has occurred, there are more and more ghost eyes, more and more.
The ground, rocks, tree trunks, and even leaves all opened up with terrifying ghost eyes! These ghost eyes continued to expand, grow, and spread... until they hit an invisible film covering the edge of the mountain forest, they stopped.
At the edge of this mountain forest, soul-sealing incense sticks burned quietly in the rain.
"Hey, I came prepared." Ghost Eye Vishayya pretended to be surprised, and the smile on his face became more ferocious.
Yan Yibing's eyes never moved away from the ghost-eyed Visajja, and the appearance of these ghost eyes did not affect him at all.
But for people below S level, just by looking into these ghost eyes, their essence will be drained instantly and become the nourishment of the ghost eyes Vaishya.
In the files of the conspiracy, there is a record called [Ghost Eye Massacre].
One night decades ago, ghost eyes "bloomed" in five villages.
Overnight, more than 30,000 people died.
This is Ghost Eye Vaishya's "means of becoming famous", which is also his ruins - [Vishya Realm].
Yan Yibing remained silent, but slowly raised the long knife in his hand.
Ghost-eyed Vaishya sighed and asked: "Since you know that I am coming today, why did you find a few judges to come and help?"
Yan Yibing: “Because it’s not needed.”
Ghost Eye Vaishya thought for a while, shook his head and said: "No...according to Zhuge Mingshi's old silver coin, he must have calculated these things. I guess if there is a judge joining..."
"Hey, are you afraid of the twelve offerings of our Illuminati?"
Upon hearing the twelve offerings, Yan Yibing's eyes visibly flashed.
At this time, the ghost-eyed Visaja leaned over and scratched an eye on the ground, and continued: "There are also kings among the twelve offerings, and I am also a king, but why am I a deacon and they are offerings?"
"Because they are both king-level, but the gap between king-level and king-level is vastly different." Ghost Eye Vaishya pulled out a blood-colored spear from the ghost eye.
The spear shook, and the debris and dirty blood adhering to it fell off one after another.
Seeing Yan Yibing didn't answer, Ghost Eye Visajja also lost interest in teasing.
He put the spear on his shoulder and his expression became serious: "Yan Yibing, becoming a king is really not easy... I will say this for the last time."
"Today, I will only kill one person, and that person may not be you."
"No need to say more." Yan Yibing responded.
Ghost-eyed Vaishya sighed: "No wonder Guiying always said that you are pedantic. It would be a pity if you died... What a pity!"
Before he finished speaking, the ghost-eyed Visaja suddenly disappeared from where he was!
Almost at the same time, Yan Yibing's figure also became blurred and disappeared!
The next second.
Yan Yibing appeared on a branch a hundred meters away.
The surrounding ghost eyes turned "gurgling" and turned towards Yan Yibing one after another.
"I saw you~" Ghost Eye Vaishya's voice came from behind.
Yan Yibing moved his position again without thinking, almost instinctively.
"Haha, hahaha..."
Eerie laughter came from all directions.
"In the realm of Vaishya, you have nowhere to hide!"
"Whoosh!"
A blood-red spear suddenly shot out from the ghost eye on a rock!
Yan Yibing slashed with his sword, and with an eardrum-shattering collision, the spear bounced away and fell into the distance with a "whoosh".
But Yan Yibing's tiger's mouth also cracked because of this confrontation, and the blood continued to flow!
The attack of the blood-red spear just now seemed ordinary, but it contained the huge power of the ghost-eyed Vaishya!
The higher the level, the less testing is needed during combat.
It's like two max-level accounts fighting each other, both of them can kill each other instantly. If one side directly opens up, while the other side plays flat A, the result is obvious.
Therefore, either we don’t fight, or once we fight, we go all out!
at this time.
The ghost-eyed Visaja, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, quietly appeared behind Yan Yibing.
His right hand, which was full of patterns, turned into a claw and grabbed directly towards Yan Yibing's back vest!
However, just when Ghost Eye Vaishya thought he could seriously injure Yan Yibing, his grasping hand failed!
"Phantom?!"
The ghost-eyed Visaja immediately wanted to retreat.
But a sharp edge made him instantly understand that his flaw had been caught!
Yan Yibing, who appeared above the ghost-eye Visajja, slashed directly towards the opponent's neck with a knife!
On the long knife, black and white lines lit up, eventually forming hideous black and white ghost faces!
For a moment, the wind roared, ghosts cried and gods howled!
If someone who knows the pattern on the knife sees it, they will definitely be shocked.
It turns out that Yan Yibing is a legendary figure who disappeared ten years ago.