Chapter 1012 I'm here for revenge

Old Devil Yan looked at a certain void, his eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing a deep chill.

When the two early Yuanying monks beside him heard this, their pupils shrank suddenly and they became very vigilant.

As the old devil's words fell, a shadow gradually solidified in mid-air, and a handsome young man in black clothes appeared, looking at the three of them with a half-smile.

"Ye Chunyang? I didn't expect you to still be alive."

Seeing the person coming, Yan Laomo narrowed his eyes and his expression suddenly turned cold.

"Thanks to fellow Taoist Yan, Ye survived the catastrophe." Ye Chunyang smiled lightly, his face as calm as a pool of ancient water.

Old Demon Yan was startled for a moment, then chuckled: "Hehe, you really can't find anything after wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort to get here. I've been looking for you everywhere in the past few years, but I didn't expect you to dare to appear in front of me. I'm so courageous." Quite fat.”

"Really? That's really troublesome for Fellow Daoist Yan. Ye also happens to have some old debts that he wants to settle with Fellow Daoist Yan. Why don't we do it together today?" Ye Chunyang's smile did not diminish.

"Just you?"

Old Demon Yan's eyes were filled with evil.

Without waiting for Ye Chunyang to say anything more, he waved to the two people on the left and right in vain: "Kill him!"

The expressions of the two people beside him turned cold, and they flew out without saying a word. The spiritual treasures in their hands appeared in each hand, and they violently blasted towards Ye Chunyang. In an instant, the void twisted violently, and two black mists fell to the top of their heads.

These two early Yuanying monks are famous elders of the Blood Demon Sect. Although their cultivation is not as strong as that of Old Demon Yan, their attacks are as powerful as thunder. Even the monks in the middle realm are tired of dealing with them.

Under such a swift and violent attack, Ye Chunyang seemed to have no chance to fight back. He was immediately sucked into the billowing magic mist and was likely to be torn into pieces with one blow.

But suddenly the expressions of the two early stage Nascent Soul monks changed drastically. A thunderous roar was heard in the black mist, followed by a colorful spiritual light shooting out from it, and all the black mist dissipated silently.

"Whoosh!" Two sharp wind-breaking sounds sounded, and their eyes were blurred. Before they had time to react to what happened, Ye Chunyang appeared out of thin air, splitting his body into two and arriving in front of them.

The speed was so fast that the two of them couldn't tell whether the two figures that suddenly appeared were real people or avatars.

Just as they were missing the Divine Sword, two harsh sounds of "pop" came out. The two figures waved their hands at the same time, with violent mana blessing their palms. The two early Yuanying monks felt as if their heads had been knocked crooked, and half of their faces were sunken. When he went down, his body was directly slapped into a meat pie.

"Bang bang!"

Two little golden figures flew out of the blood mist that was scattered all over the sky. They looked like their Nascent Souls. After being slapped into pieces by Ye Chunyang, only two Nascent Souls escaped.

As soon as Nascent Soul escaped, the two of them were filled with horror. They didn't care about communicating with Yan Lao Moduo. They each screamed and started to fly away.

How could Ye Chunyang give them a chance to escape? The two bodies quickly merged together, opened his mouth and sprayed out, a ball of bright purple-gold flames rolled out, instantly covering their Nascent Souls.

"Puff!" There were two muffled sounds, and the fire exploded. The two Nascent Souls did not make any sound, and were burned to ashes on the spot.

In less than a moment, the two dignified elders of the Blood Demon Sect in the early stage of Nascent Soul were completely destroyed, disappearing from the sky and the earth.

"you?"

Old Demon Yan never expected that Ye Chunyang would take care of them all the moment they met, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes with a look of shock.

But suddenly his expression condensed, and he sensed something: "It turns out that you have broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul. No wonder you dare to have such confidence. It seems that you not only survived the disaster, but also gained a lot of benefits."

Old Demon Yan took a deep breath, with murderous intent in his eyes, "That's fine, I'll take you down today and study you carefully. Don't think that you can compete with me when you reach the middle stage. The supernatural powers of Yuanying monks can be advanced to the next level." In terms of time, my cultivation of more than a thousand years is not comparable to that of a kid like you who has just made a breakthrough."

Ye Chunyang smiled coldly and was noncommittal.

"Boy, accept your fate!"

There was a loud bang, strong winds were blowing all around, and bursts of scarlet blood surged towards Old Demon Yan like a tide. His figure disappeared strangely in an instant, turning into thousands of demonic mists and rising straight into the air.

Ye Chunyang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Well done!"

Before he finished speaking, eighty-one Blue Sky Mysterious Fire Swords were spread out densely, and the Blue Sky Mysterious Fire Swords were surrounding the top of the head. They all roared past under the pressure of the sword skills, and crackling explosions came from the magic mist. The red sky The fire turned into waves of light sweeping over it.

Tianhuomu was originally the nemesis of the devil, but this blow instantly disappeared.

But the strange thing is that as the magic mist disappeared, Old Demon Yan also disappeared without a trace, and his aura completely disappeared.

Ye Chunyang was slightly startled and immediately let go of his spiritual consciousness to search.

What Yan Laomo said is not unreasonable. This demon has been in the middle stage of Nascent Soul for many years, and his magical power cannot be underestimated. Even if he has a clone, and his magic power is many times higher than that of a monk of the same level, he does not dare to take it lightly.

Just when Ye Chunyang was secretly on guard, a subtle sound suddenly came from his ears, and his heart shivered with a flash of silver light under his feet. The Shadowless Escape pushed him up, and he retreated backwards without even thinking.

Almost at the same time, a scarlet blood-like palm appeared out of thin air. This hand was as skinny as firewood, and it looked like it was just skin and bones, making people feel chills. It brought a thick blood mist like ink towards Ye Chunyang's place. He grabbed the ground and dropped it. If he hadn't moved quickly enough, he might have been pierced through the heart by this bloody hand at this moment.

"Huh? The boy's escape speed is not slow, but how many times can you escape?"

Withdrawing his bloody hand, Old Demon Yan appeared and looked at Ye Chunyang in surprise.

The lingering sound of this demon had just fallen, and before he could say anything more, he suddenly saw sarcasm on Ye Chunyang's face. When he was stunned, the sky was covered with dark clouds. A huge sword with a width of tens of feet was as big as a giant mountain in the sky. A muffled sound of thunder appeared in front of him.

"Zila" sound!

The giant sword blazed brightly and struck down from the top of the old demon's head without any hindrance, cutting the demon in half with one blow.

After breaking through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, Ye Chunyang re-trained the Great Thousand Sword Formation. His attainments in the sword formation have reached an extremely advanced level, and he can transform the sword formation into thousands of ways with a single thought, killing enemies invisible.

This attack was silent and there was no trace to be found. Even though Old Yan was a master of magic, he could not have predicted that he had already buried the sword array in the clouds at the moment he flew away.

But when Ye Chunyang controlled the sword technique to cut Old Demon Yan in half with one sword, his eyebrows slightly condensed. After his body was divided into two halves, the old Demon was suddenly filled with blood mist, and then turned into thick smoke with a "pop" sound. Empty, it collapsed and disappeared instantly.

"This old devil actually practices such illusions."

Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows and was not surprised by the scene in front of him.

He has already fought against Yan Laomo twice, and he can compete with the opponent before he has even broken through the middle stage. Now that his cultivation level has greatly increased, it is not a problem.

"Today is your day of death no matter what!" Ye Chunyang sneered, recalled the Blue Sky Mysterious Fire Sword, and placed his fingers between his eyebrows.

Divine consciousness surged in his mind, and a cool feeling disappeared into his eyes. Suddenly, Ye Chunyang's black and white pupils turned into bright gold, and the void where he looked continued to twist.

This is a kind of magical power called "Tianling Eyes". It is an extremely profound method in the God Refining Art. It can transform the divine consciousness into the eyes and break through all demonic obstacles. Only the soul can reach a certain strength. cast.

A few years ago in the Wuxian Mountains, Ye Chunyang tried this technique to deal with the phantom forest. Unfortunately, although his spiritual consciousness was not weak at that time, he was still a step away from being able to use this technique. But now he is able to break through to the middle level with ease.

His eyes swept around, and after a moment Ye Chunyang sneered in his heart. He raised the giant sword in his hand and disappeared after another flash.

"Pfft!"

"ah!"

There was a muffled sound from somewhere, followed by a shrill scream, and the void distorted somewhere dozens of feet away, and the figure of Old Demon Yan appeared again. But this time he was not as calm as before. Not only was there a bloody hole the size of a fist in his chest, but his left arm was empty, and only his shoulder was bleeding out.

His left arm was cut off by Ye Chunyang's sword.

"How can you see through my demon body?"

Old Demon Yan's face turned green and red. Although losing an arm was not a big deal to a master of his level, Ye Chunyang's ability to do this really shocked him.

"Hmph, if you want to know, go to hell and ask the Lord of Hell!"

The golden light in Ye Chunyang's eyes faded, and without saying a word, the magic formula in his hand changed, and the giant sword that disappeared into the void circled back again, hovering directly over Old Demon Yan without any warning.

"Bastard! Do you think you can really kill me?"

Old Demon Yan was furious. He waved his right arm while shouting, and blood mist as thick as blood rolled out from his sleeve. Then he opened his mouth and sprayed out, and a white bone knife flashed out and floated in front of him.

This knife is only two inches long, with a narrow tip and a very strange appearance. However, when it first appears, it is full of demonic power and has a formidable aura.

Old Demon Yan activated the magic formula like lightning, and all the blood mist from all around poured into the bone knife. Suddenly, the knife was as strange as blood, and the blade was covered with blood lines, which was shocking. It was obviously that he used his own blood to sacrifice it. The treasures can be called the means to squeeze out the bottom of the box.

As soon as the word "go" was spoken, a ferocious look appeared on the old demon's face. The bone knife buzzed and screamed before slashing towards the giant sword. The power was so powerful that it actually blocked the giant sword's attack.

Ye Chunyang's brows gathered slightly, but he soon revealed a sneer, and the magic power in his body surged out like a tidal wave. The giant sword suddenly became brighter, and he slashed down the bone knife with a sharp cracking sound, turning into powder and exploding on the spot. open.

"What!"

Old Demon Yan, who was mentally connected to the Bone Sword, was horrified. He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. Seeing that the power of the giant sword was still unabated, he turned around and ran away without thinking.

At this moment, he finally realized how powerful Ye Chunyang was. The opponent barely used any magical powers. Just a few sword moves destroyed his own magic weapon. If such amazing strength were left behind, he would definitely be dead!

"It's too late to leave now. I'm here today to take revenge. Old Demon Yan, just die!"

A cold voice came from behind. Before he finished speaking, Old Demon Yan felt a chill in his waist, and the giant sword slashed past him.