Chapter 213 Three Thousand Sword Essence

While escaping, Ye Chunyang suddenly didn't know that a disaster was coming.

After taking Taoist Xuan Gou into the jade gourd, he found that the aura of the soulless old ghost was indeed far away from him, and his anxious heart calmed down a little.

But he didn't dare to be careless about it. After all, this time he was bloodbathing Yinzhong Mountain in front of the soulless old ghost.

With the relationship between Chen Xuanhe and the old ghost, the other party will definitely hunt him all over the world. It seems that he will need to find a place to hide in the near future.

After much thought, Ye Chunyang felt that only his own Chunyang Cave was the safest. With the cave's secrecy, no one thought that he would hide there.

Taking advantage of this moment to get rid of the soulless old ghost, Ye Chunyang immediately changed direction and prepared to leave with his weapon.

However, not far away, he suddenly stopped, half-squinting his eyes, and looked coldly at the two figures blocking the road ahead.

These two people seemed familiar, and upon closer inspection, they turned out to be people who had just passed by.

"Yuanling, are you sure it's this person?"

"Yes, Uncle Master, I have seen this person's portrait several times and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it."

A strange conversation came from the two of them. Ye Chunyang's heart skipped a beat and he had a premonition that something was wrong.

Ye Chunyang frowned, keenly feeling the hostility between the two.

However, the situation was urgent at the moment, and he didn’t want to cause trouble, so he restrained his emotions, clasped his fists at the middle-aged man in front of him with the seal of the mana stage, pretended to smile and said: "Junior, please go ahead. If there is any rudeness, please forgive me, senior." "

The opponent's cultivation level is far higher than his own, and at this time, there is a soulless old ghost chasing him. If he can let him go with some pretense, he can save a lot of trouble.

But after saying these words, Ye Chunyang felt a chill in his heart, realizing that he had misunderstood the other party's intentions.

"Boy, no matter how sweet you talk, you still won't be able to escape death today."

The middle-aged man with the seal sneered twice, and held a shining talisman in his palm. There was an illusory villain on it, and his appearance was exactly the same as Ye Chunyang's.

Hearing this, Ye Chunyang narrowed his eyes and understood that the two of them were here to intercept and kill him, but there was no such enemy in his mind, so how could the other party deal with him?

"I don't know where I offended my senior?"

Ye Chunyang put away his disguise and showed no trace of fear on his face. Although this person was in the magic stage, he could escape from the soulless old ghost, so he could naturally get rid of this person.

The middle-aged man with prints showed a sarcastic expression.

He looked at Ye Chunyang and sneered again: "You really don't know how to live or die. You even dare to kill people from my Wutian Sect. That's all. He also infiltrates my sect's secrets. He is simply seeking death."

"Wutianmen?"

Ye Chunyang was confused in his heart, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered that when he first descended to the Huaxue Mountains a few years ago, he met those men in black. At that time, he accidentally obtained the secrets of the other party, and seemed to want to kill several sects, but he Didn't take this matter to heart.

Moreover, the scene had been cleaned up by him at that time, and he believed that no traces were left. How did this person know?

Ye Chunyang looked at the two of them, clenching his fists slightly. It seemed that he was recognized by them after they met just now, so he blocked the way here.

It seems that the soulless old monster is also searching for traces of him everywhere at this moment. With such a situation of attacking from both front and back, I am afraid there will be trouble today.

"Hehe, the soulless old monster thinks he can compete with me with some crooked tricks. It's really ridiculous."

The middle-aged people with the seals are naturally the Changshui Taoist and the white-faced young man.

As he spoke, he looked at Ye Chunyang and said calmly: "Boy, I'll give you two choices. One, commit suicide and apologize, and two, I will personally kill you and give you three breaths to make a decision."

The white-faced young man stood aside with the same sneer on his face. He always liked to see others in such embarrassment. This feeling gave him a sense of superiority over others.

Ye Chunyang lowered his eyes slightly and sneered in his heart.

After being silent for a while, he said quietly: "What if I don't choose either option?"

"The result is still the same, death!"

Changshui Taoist grinned and spoke harshly, but as soon as the word "death" was spoken, a cold air locked Ye Chunyang, as if he was doomed no matter how hard he struggled.

"Really?" Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows slightly, with a playful look on his face, and said with a faint smile: "But I don't think so."

Hearing this, both of them were startled, then looked at each other and laughed.

Before Taoist Changshui could speak, the white-faced young man sneered: "Uncle Master, it seems that this person is not aware that he is about to die. You don't need to take action to deal with this person personally, just let me deal with it..."

The white-faced young man was laughing and chatting, but in the middle of his words, Changshui Taoist's pupils suddenly shrank and he opened his mouth to give a hint, but it was too late.

With a soft "bang" sound, the white-faced young man's voice suddenly stopped, and his body exploded into a rain of blood, leaving only a bloody head.

There was still a faint smile on his face, but now he looked so cold.

Taoist Changshui opened his eyes wide and looked at the dismembered body of the white-faced young man in disbelief.

Then he turned around and saw Ye Chunyang spreading his hands and slowly putting away an invisible magic weapon, his face suddenly filled with murderous intent.

But how could Ye Chunyang wait until Taoist Changshui took action, took out a bottle of Dahuan Dan and drank it suddenly, then immediately threw out the Floating Pearl, teleported like a thunderbolt, and escaped from this place in the blink of an eye.

I didn't know the origins of the two of them before, so I wanted to use color as a cover-up to deceive them, but since the other party wanted him dead, he naturally wouldn't be merciful.

Although he was no match for Chang Shui Zhenren in the magic stage, he was able to kill one by one. With his current cultivation level and the unexpected effect of the black hair, it was really effortless to kill the white-faced young man of the same level.

And taking this opportunity, he can use the floating pearl to escape.

But before he could escape a few steps, there was a sudden "boom" and a thunderous explosion came from behind him. The floating bead suddenly failed and his body was shaken back.

I saw a large silver light spreading in the sky, and it was so fast that it instantly surrounded Ye Chunyang.

When he looked up, he saw densely packed flying swords hanging above his head. They were all condensed with mana. Each sword had the suffocation effect of cutting his throat, blocking the surrounding aura of heaven and earth.

"Boy, you are really cruel and ruthless. You dare to kill my disciple in front of me. If I let you leave like this, how can I have the dignity to live in this world?"

The gloomy voice came, and Changshui Taoist stood in the sword light, showing majesty and fierceness.

"But your escape technique is quite powerful. If I hadn't used this magical power of three thousand sword yuan, I might have allowed you to escape today. Now let's see what other abilities you have?"

Ye Chunyang's face changed wildly.

Among these large sword elements, none of them are comparable to the best magical weapons. They are densely spread in the sky and turn into a monstrous rain of swords. With this kind of swordsmanship, just a wisp of breath can strangle any foundation-building monk.

He squeezed the Qiankun bag tightly and lowered his eyes. It seemed that he would have to fight to the death again today.

I never expected that Master Changshui could actually cultivate magical powers such as three thousand sword yuan, which was several times stronger than ordinary spells. He could even restrain the teleportation power of the Floating and Sinking Pearl.

However, although Taoist Changshui's three thousand sword yuan is powerful, it is not enough for him to confess here. At most, he will have to spend a few more years in seclusion to cultivate in the future.

Seeing Ye Chunyang facing three thousand sword yuan, not only did he not show the fearful look of begging for mercy as imagined, Changshui Master's face was filled with awe.

The other party actually killed Yuan Ling instantly in front of him, which was a great shame for him.

What's more, a disciple who is in the late stage of foundation building is very important in any sect, so he has lost a person. If this spreads out, I am afraid that Xu Changshui will not be able to hold his head up in the Chaos Demon Realm.

"This Taoist has mastered the magical power of three thousand swords by himself, and I have never used it before. Boy, you are the first, and you should feel honored for this."

"Suffer death!"

The gloomy words echoed in the rain of swords. Before Taoist Changshui could finish his words, his fingers suddenly flew into the air.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Thousands of flying swords fell together, and for a moment the sword energy soared into the sky, and the precious light shone in all directions. Within a radius of a hundred feet, a silver sword light fell towards Ye Chunyang like an overwhelming sky.

Ye Chunyang's expression changed wildly, and what a sight it was like to see thousands of flying swords falling together. This was even more so because of Taoist Changshui's magical power of stimulating the vitality of heaven and earth.

In an instant, the world was filled with a murderous atmosphere.

But Ye Chunyang was not slow in his actions. He hooked his hand into the Qiankun bag and threw out a talisman.

The sound of rumbling thunder suddenly exploded, and after the talisman flashed a few times, countless silver snake lightning leaped down from the clouds in the sky. Each one had the power of thunder, and hit the same place with three thousand sword yuan.

"Half-spiritual talisman?"

Master Changshui's expression changed slightly, and when he was about to take action, he saw that nearly half of the three thousand sword yuan was defeated by the thunder. He immediately became furious and burst into disbelief.

However, before he could wield the sword again, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck him, knocking him dozens of feet away.

The sound exploded and shook the world, and Ye Chunyang felt a sharp pain like dismemberment of his body.

However, under the resistance of thunder and light, he also escaped from the siege of three thousand sword yuan, but he did not dare to hesitate at all. Taking advantage of Changshui Taoist being distracted to resist the sky thunder talisman, he slapped the floating pearl and he was gone. Turn into blue light and escape far away.

"Where to go!"

Seeing this scene, Changshui Taoist suddenly saw murderous intent in his eyes. With a wave of his hand, several sword elements struck at Ye Chunyang's escape place like lightning.

But it seemed that it was a little late, the sword element fell, the place was already flashing with lightning, and Ye Chunyang disappeared instantly.

Changshui Taoist was furious. After shouting loudly, he put away his sword and pursued violently.

However, not long after the two escaped one after another, a black light suddenly appeared here, and the soulless elder came here.

He looked at the remaining fluctuations around him, and then at the white-faced young man on the ground whose body was missing, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

"What is the origin of this kid? Under the protection of Xu Changshui, he can kill a monk of the same level silently, and he also has treasures such as a half-spiritual talisman. Even the guy's three thousand sword yuan can't do anything about it."

The soulless elder had a strange face. He had clearly seen the scene just now. Unfortunately, they both ran away before he could arrive.

That kid first brought the Yin Corpse Puppet, then the magic weapon with amazing speed, and now the semi-spiritual talisman that can withstand three thousand sword yuan. There are simply endless magic weapons, far from ordinary people in the late stage of foundation building.

After a long period of uncertainty, the soulless elder made a move, and a ghost flew from the sky.

The ghost hovered around him for a while. After a moment, a ferocious look flashed on the face of the soulless elder, and then he drove the black gourd and flew away into the sky.