It's just that his body has dry skin and a thin figure, as if the water has been evaporated.
The most frightening thing was that his body took on a blood-red color, as if he had been soaked in blood for a long time.
"boom!"
The severely deformed body fell to the ground. City Lord Zhang's eyes were full of despair and horror, and he didn't know what he had experienced before he died.
Yes, he is dead.
Ye Bai watched this scene in silence, but he let out a breath of turbid air.
At this moment, his life and death crisis was finally resolved.
"Bang!"
The next moment, another sound of falling to the ground came from behind him.
Ye Bai turned his head and saw that the monk surnamed Wang was also red all over, his body was shriveled, and he fell straight to the ground, but the expression on his face was full of extreme despair and disbelief.
The corner of Ye Bai's mouth twitched. Although he vaguely guessed how the two people died, his heart was filled with shock.
Because he really couldn't imagine how terrifying and powerful it would be if those things that he thought only happened at the level of his consciousness actually happened here?
Is it possible that he is really the son of destiny and can he create his own martial arts?
From a purely visual point of view, this is simply more powerful than the heavenly martial arts.
"Devil, you are the devil, devil!"
At the entrance of the temple, Zhao Ji stared at Ye Bai, his face full of fear, as if he had seen some monster.
Ye Bai took a deep breath, and there was no proud look on his face. He didn't seem to pay attention to the masters who killed two foundation-building realms at once, but was shocked all over. Then, on his back,
The flying sword was forced out.
At this moment, the blade of the flying sword was completely covered with blood. Strangely, it was precisely because of this that the aura of the flying sword was extremely weak at this moment, as if it had been drawn out of thin air.
A lot of power is gone.
The clear voice came out and woke up Zhao Ji. At this moment, Zhao Ji truly realized how bad things were.
He stared at Ye Bai, suddenly turned around and left without any hesitation or hesitation.
However, the moment he turned around, Ye Bai's eyes revealed naked murderous intent.
With a shake of his wrist, Ye Bai threw the red blood sword.
The sword light was extremely obvious in the dark night, and in an instant, it had penetrated Zhao Ji's chest.
"Poof!"
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zhao Ji's eyes showed regret, unwillingness, resentment, and other emotions, and then his body fell at the door of the temple.
Ye Bai's face turned pale. Only then did he feel that his mind was empty. An extremely weak feeling made him sit down on the ground.
Not only in the sea of consciousness, but also in his body, he could not feel the existence of any true energy. At this moment, he was weaker than ever.
No monk is needed, even an ordinary person can kill him if he has any ill intentions towards him.
Of course, Ye Bai was not completely without room for resistance. His Half-Saint Kung Fu was his biggest trump card.
If he is willing to increase the load on his body, then he can also restore his true energy in a very short time.
"Take it, it's good for your body."
The figure of Master Shuiyue appeared beside him silently. With a wave of his sleeve, a bottle of elixir fell into Ye Bai's hand.
Holding the bottle of elixir, Ye Bai said without any pretense, "Thank you, uncle."
After saying that, he opened the cork of the bottle and threw a pill into his mouth.
As soon as the elixir entered his throat, it turned into a warm current and went directly into his abdomen.
Ye Bai's face became much better. After the medicine took effect, he felt warm all over his body, and several wounds were slowly being repaired.
At this time, Ye Bai had already discovered that the effect of the Blood Coagulation Technique was far greater than that of the elixir. At least the horrific wound on his back had actually fully recovered at this moment.
Master Shuiyue stared at him deeply and suddenly said: "You surprised me and also made me very happy."
Ye Bai forced a smile and said respectfully: "Uncle Master, actually, I don't know what happened with that last blow. I thought I was going to die."
"Are you blaming me for not taking action?"
Shuiyue Zhenren withdrew his gaze, but his expression was a little emotional and sad. He said: "No powerful monk can grow out of a greenhouse. After more fighting, he knows the tragedies of the cultivation world. This
It’s a good thing for you, which is why I didn’t take action in the first place.”
Ye Bai remained silent and did not speak. If he said that he had no objection to Shuiyue Zhenren's lack of action just now, then it would be impossible.
He knew his own affairs. At that moment, he really felt the breath of death, but he was gambling, so he did not expose his biggest trump card... Tianyuan Gong.
If an old fox like Master Shuiyue had more experience, he would naturally be able to see some clues. In this way, he would find that many of his words were contradictory to himself, and I am afraid that he would be even more suspicious by then.
It is precisely because of this that he did not do that. It was a gamble. Of course, he still had the talisman given by Lu Yuan that he had not used. If he was really at the end of his rope, he would still use it to fight.
spell.
Shuiyue Zhenren looked sideways at him, his eyes suddenly became full of wonder again, and he said uneasily: "You are really a genius, a peerless genius!"
Ye Bai looked at Shuiyue Zhenren with some confusion, not knowing what the other person meant by these words.
Master Shuiyue didn't show off. He looked at Ye Bai with extremely complex eyes and said, "Do you know that what you just did is something that most monks will never be able to do in their lifetime."
Ye Bai pondered for a moment and then said humbly: "Uncle Master, thank you for your praise. The foundation-building realm is not an insurmountable barrier. I was able to cross the border and kill them just because I was lucky enough to practice heaven-level martial arts."
"No, you are wrong, that's not what I said."
Master Shuiyue shook his head, his eyes still staring at him, but his voice was slightly excited and he said: "If it's just like this, do you think I will be so excited? No, it's not enough. Although the heaven-level skills are not for everyone,
Everything can be found, but in large sects, this is not a rare thing. What really surprises me is not other things, but... artistic conception!" (To be continued)