In the silent forest, more than 20 people looked at the more than 20 corpses on the ground. An extremely ridiculous feeling arose spontaneously, but no one dared to make a sound. Even their most powerful master, Ouyang Ke, looked solemn.
standing quietly beside the tree.
Ye Cheng took a deep breath and maximized his thinking and senses, but still didn't have a strong sense of crisis. Then he boldly said: "Fa family, your people are on guard. Let's go over and take a look at the bodies of these people.
Maybe we can make some important discoveries!"
The Legalist disciples nodded and motioned for the Confucian disciples and Mohist disciples to go together. At the same time, he whispered: "Others, be careful around and alert you immediately if there is any trouble!"
The four of them carefully moved towards the corpse. Apart from their nervousness, nothing else happened.
He tore off the clothes of the corpses on the ground and carefully inspected them. The more Ye Cheng looked at them, the more shocked he became. Apart from a blow to the head and a hole piercing the skull, there were no other injuries on these corpses. And these people
When he died, his face was full of shock and fear. He was obviously stunned by the sudden violent attack. The strength of the person who attacked him must have been extremely amazing.
Ouyang Ke also walked over, glanced at the corpses and said happily: "It seems that the Black Wind Twin Evils are indeed nearby. These people died under the Nine Yin White Bone Claws. It can be judged from the holes. Practicing this skill
He has already gained considerable prominence, and if you encounter him with your strength, it would be best not to fight head-on!"
"Jiejiejie——"
The sudden reminder of the shrill laughter made everyone tremble, and they hurriedly became alert, shouting and asking: "Who is it? He is pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night, why don't you come out quickly!"
Ouyang Ke's expression changed slightly. Although Ye Cheng and others were good in strength, their internal strength was still a step or two behind him. Hearing this shrill laughter, he could not be noticed even if he was within ten feet of someone. It's unbelievable.
This man's concealment skills were extremely good. When he thought about the corpses on the ground, he could use his knees to figure out who they might be.
"You came here in the middle of the night, didn't you just want to find me and my wife? Why are we here now, but we are no longer timid!"
A slightly rough voice sounded, but it sounded a hundred times better than the sudden sharp laugh just now.
When everyone heard this, they were still confused as to who was coming. The Confucian disciples noticed Ouyang Ke's expression and were deeply afraid that this person was timid and reclusive. With the strength of these two guys, their own lives would not be lost.
That's pretty good. He shouted hurriedly: "Mei Chaofeng, Chen Xuanfeng, you two guys who betrayed the master, the island owner has issued an order to take you two back to atone for your sins. If you don't hurry up, you can be captured by me!"
Suddenly, there was peace in the forest. Just when everyone was wondering if Chen Mei had left, a woman's voice came faintly: "Master, how is your health?"
The Confucian disciple heard the smell and hurriedly opened his mouth and said: "The island master is in good health, but he feels guilty every time he thinks about you two, so I asked the disciple to invite you two back. I believe the island master will not be too difficult for you.
It’s just that after a scolding, I will definitely be able to start over again. Isn’t it a thousand times better than the days of hiding!”
"Master, do you really think so?"
The woman's voice was urgent, and there was a hint of hope in it. It seemed that she did not want to live such a life of traveling from east to west.
Although the Confucian disciple himself lied, as long as he brought the person back, no one would ask him what method he used. He immediately looked overjoyed and opened his mouth and said: "The island owner often mentioned our two master uncles to us, and he felt worried about them in his heart. , you two please show up and we can go back to Peach Blossom Island together!"
"Hmph - Junior, you are so eloquent. You just lied to my junior sister. Could it be that I would believe this kind of ghost? That old guy is known as Dongxie and has a very weird temper. My husband and I stole his things. You Will he let us go? Don't think that we don't know anything because we don't dare to show up in the world. I have heard a little bit about the fate of those junior brothers. Since you are from the Peach Blossom Island lineage, I will spare your life. Hurry up. Get out of here!"
Just when the Confucian disciple was feeling proud, the male voice came again, directly shattering his lies, and the murderous intent in his tone became even stronger.
Ye Cheng suddenly felt his sleeves tightening and turned his head to look over. Ouyang Ke pointed to the left side secretly and said in a very low voice: "The third tree!"
After finishing speaking, Ouyang Ke slowly improved his skills, bent his legs slightly, and was ready to attack with all his strength.
Ye Cheng also understood that if Chen Mei and Chen Mei were really persuaded, then his mission would most likely be out of the question. By then, the opponent would have more people and strength, and he would have no choice but to suffer a loss. He understood immediately With the plan in mind, Ouyang Ke nodded slightly and brought up the ghost face without leaving a trace.
Just when the Confucian disciples and others were disappointed, Ouyang Ke and Ye Cheng moved at the same time. Two figures, one in front and one behind, swept across a distance of several feet and plunged into the crown of the big tree on the left.
Ye Cheng was ten feet behind Ouyang Ke. When he caught up, he saw two men in black clothes and black robes joining forces to attack Ouyang Ke. His heart became clear. This man in black clothes was probably Chen Xuanfeng. If it was Ouyang Ke at the moment, Ke was injured, and he had no hope of completing the mission. He hurriedly used up his strength, stepped on the branches and leaves with his feet, and flew away with his palms. The two cyclones merged into one in front of him, and blasted towards the distant place. A man in black.
The man in black locked by Ye Cheng was none other than Chen Xuanfeng. He originally wanted to work with Mei Chaofeng to defeat the most powerful person in front of him, but he didn't expect a frightening crisis coming from the right side. He looked sideways. He was a young boy, and what frightened him was the strong energy that had hit him.
Chen Xuanfeng's face turned cold, his palms flew in front of him, and suddenly a brown light shone on his body. The next moment he heard a "dang" sound, but it was Ye Cheng's fist that hit him, and he didn't want to hear it. But it was the sound of gold and iron clashing.
Chen Xuanfeng didn't seem to have any reaction at all, but he was stunned for a while. This strange punch not only concentrated the true energy, but also had a strong sense of penetration. Although he blocked the blow, he didn't feel it very well, and he immediately felt cold. He yelled: "It's disrespectful to come back without reciprocating. Take my punch, kid!"
Ye Cheng, who was in mid-air, suddenly felt that Chen Xuanfeng in front of him had changed. His aura changed from the lightness before, and became like a jar of thick juice, thick and unable to spread. Brown light flickered, all pouring to the right. Above the fist, an aura of destruction lingered, giving people the illusion of not being able to compete with him.
Ye Cheng, who did not dare to be careless, hurriedly moved the golden bell to the extreme. He had no choice but to take this move forcefully. His eyes flashed, and he held his right elbow with his left hand, spread out his five fingers, and with a sharp Po Kongsheng grabbed the man's chest and shouted in a cold voice: "Chen Xuanfeng, let me see your Nine Yin White Bone Claws!"
After punching out, Chen Xuanfeng shouted coldly: "It depends on whether you are qualified or not!"
Ye Cheng instantly transformed his grasp into palms, holding his palms flat in front of his chest, with his index fingers and thumbs touching, making a trumpet-like appearance, and exerting all his strength to exhale the true energy, condensing it between his palms. This is an Arhat evolved from
With this gesture, a lotus flower instantly appeared in front of my palm, with its buds ready to bloom but it did not bloom out.
Before he had time to think about what it was, Chen Xuanfeng's attack had arrived. Suddenly the lotus bloomed brilliantly, and the two powerful forces made a muffled sound, but it was like the sound of a drum, exploding in everyone's hearts.
Although Chen Xuanfeng's fist power was cut off by four layers, the remaining 60% of the power still swept in along Ye Cheng's arm. The majestic zhenqi was so powerful that Ye Cheng's face suddenly turned pale. If it couldn't be resolved immediately,
With this strength, he might explode and die.
In the moment of crisis, Ye Cheng actually held up Chen Xuanfeng's right fist with both palms, and at the same time bent his knees as if he was about to kneel down. To outsiders, this strange scene looked like Ye Cheng was about to kneel down to worship the heaven and earth. Although this action was
It's neither fish nor fowl, but it's extremely common sense.
A strange scene reappeared. The trick that Ye Cheng used temporarily was naturally from Arhat. He immediately felt that the true energy that was about to explode his body was secretly flowing along his arms. After a while, it all dissipated into nothingness.
He went through the crisis of being killed with one punch.
Less than ten breaths after Ye Cheng and Ouyang Ke flew into the tree canopy, the Legalist disciples and others saw Ye Cheng flying upside down. His face was extremely pale, and the corners of his mouth were bright red. They immediately understood what they were looking for.
The person is on that tree.
The Mohist disciple grasped the long sword at his waist and shouted coldly: "Confucian, don't think about not taking action, you can't escape from this battle!"
The Confucian disciple smiled bitterly, took out a pair of golden gloves from his arms, and put them on. Immediately, a strong aura spread out between the two of them, revealing the master's strength.
The Legalist disciple laughed and said: "You two guys are already so strong, but you have left me behind! Brothers, surround me and hold them back for the first task!"
The entire team of Legalist disciples cooperated very well. They immediately took out their weapons and spread out in all directions, tightly surrounding the area several feet away.
The Legalist disciples suddenly drew out their long swords, and a strong murderous aura burst out. The Mohist disciples and Confucian disciples intercepted Chen Xuanfeng who was pursuing Ye Cheng.
Ye Cheng seemed to be seriously injured, but in fact he was not seriously injured at all. Fortunately, he made a sudden move and resolved the crisis at the cost of spitting out half a mouthful of blood. After falling to the ground, his mind flowed quickly, and it did not take ten breaths.
Already in perfect condition.
Looking up, the disciples of the Mo family are worthy of being recognized as masters in the past. Although they are no longer at the top, they are still not comparable to ordinary people. The long sword in their hands is like a dragon, with a faint white aura attached to the sword body.
Above all, anyone who understands knows that it is Jianmang.
A pair of golden palms of a Confucian disciple were wandering around Chen Xuanfeng. They were extremely elegant. Under the shining golden light, it felt like the falling leaves of autumn. The sound of gold and iron emitted by Chen Xuanfeng's body-protecting energy showed that the palms were golden.
The power of the law is definitely not as gentle as it seems.
The three people in the field were mainly attacking with the disciples of Legalism. A wide and huge sword rolled towards Chen Xuanfeng with layers of sword shadows. As the main attacker, he was naturally under great pressure. With all his strength, every time he wielded the knife,
The exchange of blows made him blush a bit, but his sword skills were extremely violent, and each sword had an indomitable momentum, which reflected the essence of the art of swordsmanship.
