Chapter 798: Kill with one sword

"Mid-term monk?"

The big man's spiritual consciousness swept over Ye Chunyang's body, and he couldn't help but be surprised, but then he sneered: "Your Excellency, you have such a loud tone. You probably don't know that there was a monk like you just now who was beaten by us and ran away in embarrassment. Why?" , do you want the same fate as him? "

Although the big man was surprised that Ye Chunyang could break the ghost mist with one blow, but he found that the opponent was only at the same level of cultivation as himself, so the big man naturally didn't have too many worries.

Not to mention that he has been in the alchemy stage for two hundred years, but these many early-stage monks and the Ghost Mist Array are 100% sure of dealing with Ye Chunyang. In such a situation, the other party dares to say such a thing. The big words really made him laugh.

"Oh, you are talking about fellow Daoist Han from the Taoist world. He actually told me something about this ghost mist magic circle. It seems that I am also slightly interested in this magic circle. I wonder how many Taoist friends can Can you help me clarify my doubts?" Ye Chunyang smiled slightly and said calmly.

When the barbarian man heard this, he chuckled, his expression turned cold, and said: "Your Excellency, if you want to know the secret of this magic circle, why don't you ask Prince Dao Yama for a clearer answer!"

Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand fiercely: "Set up the formation! Kill this person for me!"

Several barbaric cultivators in the early stage of pill formation hesitated for a moment when they heard this. Even if they could use the power of the Ghost Mist Array, after all, Ye Chunyang was a master in the middle stage of pill formation. They were really not sure that they could kill each other. Plus, Just above, Ye Chunyang resolved their siege on Su Xueyuan with one strike, and these magical powers made them even more fearful.

However, these people obviously did not dare to disobey the big man's order. After a moment's hesitation, they all waved the formation flags in their hands. For a moment, the ghost mist condensed, and bursts of rich death energy emanated from it, surrounding Ye Chunyang in the blink of an eye.

"Ye...be careful!"

Seeing this, Su Xueyuan's expression changed slightly, and she subconsciously wanted to call out Ye Chunyang's name, but suddenly remembered that the person in front of her was not the person she thought, and the words on her lips only turned into two reminder words.

Ye Chunyang glanced at this woman out of the corner of his eye, and felt something strange in his heart.

But he didn't reveal anything on his face. He raised his head and looked at the condensed ghost mist, with a dark light flashing in his eyes. This magic circle is actually formed by absorbing the death energy of dead bodies, which is somewhat similar to some of the ghostly magical powers he has practiced in the past.

However, at that time, he had not yet achieved supernatural powers, and all he practiced were some techniques to exorcise ghosts. Later, because he concentrated on practicing the three-body exercises of essence, energy, and spirit, he stopped practicing ghost magic. At this moment, he suddenly saw that this technique was practiced among the barbarians, and he felt in his heart There was some movement.

Seeing these barbarian monks holding flags and besieging them, a cold light flashed on his face, and without any hesitation, he pointed a finger, and the Qingtian Xuanhuo Sword under his feet immediately let out a long roar and shot up into the sky with blazing fire.

In an instant, there was only a loud roar like a trapped dragon ascending into the sky, and the giant sword surged wildly, dividing thousands of sword energy towards the ghost mist.

But at this moment, Ye Chunyang suddenly felt something. He lowered his head and looked at a spirit beast bag on his waist, with surprise and doubt in his eyes.

Seeing that Ye Chunyang was still distracted at this moment, the barbarian man couldn't help but sneer, and immediately took out a short axe, which transformed into a wheel as big as a wheel under the influence of magic power, and rushed towards Ye Chunyang's sword array.

This ax is not an ordinary thing, but a supreme spiritual treasure. Its power is not inferior to Ye Chunyang's Qingtian Xuanhuo Sword. As soon as it rushes into the sword formation, it immediately makes a crackling sound, which is likely to block the sword formation. trend.

But at this time, the big man's expression condensed, and his eyes were fixed on a small snow-white beast that looked like a unicorn that suddenly appeared on Ye Chunyang's shoulder, showing a look of surprise.

Not only him, but Su Xueyuan and several other barbarian monks in the early stages of forming pills also had strange expressions on their faces.

However, what really surprised them was yet to come. After the beast appeared, it jumped on Ye Chunyang's shoulder. Its body suddenly grew several points, turning into a majestic beast. It opened its mouth and sucked in the ghost mist fiercely.

There was only a loud whining sound, and the ghost mist that shrouded the surroundings rolled back like a strong wind, all entering the beast's belly. After swallowing all the ghost mist in one gulp, this strange beast with unusually majestic appearance seemed to be still unsatisfied. It looked at the formation flags in the hands of the barbarian monks with excitement in its eyes, seeming to hope that they would attract the ghost mist again so that it could have another feast. .

At this moment, everyone was stunned, staring at this strange beast that seemed to be transformed with their eyes wide open, and they were all speechless!

The big barbarian man who was in the middle stage of pill formation had a look of disbelief on his face, staring at the sudden appearance of Pi Xiu and his heart was spinning.

Under the absorption of this beast, their ghost mist magic circle was cracked before it was completely condensed and formed. This was like a bolt from the blue to them.

However, after the initial shock, a look of fanaticism suddenly appeared on the big man's face, and he murmured to himself: "What kind of spiritual beast is this? It can actually suck the ghost mist of death. After I am captured back to the clan, several elders will There will definitely be a big reward!”

There was greed in the big man's eyes.

Although it is impossible to tell what kind of spiritual beast this beast is at the moment, it has been recorded in ancient books that a spiritual beast that can absorb evil spirits and ghost energy must be a strange beast from heaven and earth. If he can obtain it, his contribution will not be in breaking through the Qianlong Mountain defense. under.

"Your Excellency wants to know what kind of spiritual beast this is. It would be more clear if you ask Prince Dao of Hell." Ye Chunyang smiled faintly and returned the words of the big man intact, and immediately did not want to say anything more. The spiritual beast With one move of the bag, Pixiu was taken back, and then with a finger of the sword, the Qingtian Xuanhuo Sword circled out again.

Speaking of which, he was also extremely surprised. The Pixiu ghost has always been extremely sensitive to the evil spirit, and this kind of thing is its tonic. After sensing that the magic circle set up by the barbarians can absorb the ghost energy, the beast immediately became unable to restrain it. Lived out.

Although Ye Chunyang could easily break this formation even without Pixiu swallowing the ghost mist, he thought that this beast had indeed not encountered ghost mist for a long time, so it was just a good opportunity to replenish it.

"You work together to take down that female cultivator, and leave this person to me to deal with!"

The big man smiled ferociously, and was not afraid of Ye Chunyang. Instead, he used his short ax to fight with Ye Chunyang after he expelled the sword.

The monks who were in the early stage of forming pills also recovered from the shock. They looked at Ye Chunyang with a slightly fearful look and then changed their target and urged the formation flag to rush towards Su Xueyuan who was aside.

Su Xueyuan's face turned cold, her body was shrouded in aura, and she was ready to fight with a few people.

But just when she was about to activate the magic formula to fight with several people, suddenly several dazzling rays of light fell like meteors, turning into sharp sword light and piercing through the heads of several people at an unparalleled speed. However, after hearing several muffled "puff" sounds, these barbaric cultivators in the early stages of forming the pills turned into headless corpses and fell over before they understood what was happening.

Su Xueyuan was slightly shocked. She knew without thinking that it was Ye Chunyang who saved her. No one else in the room except the latter could have such magical power.

Looking at the one-handed sword-wielding figure with a calm face, Su Xueyuan felt a sense of déjà vu for some reason, but upon closer inspection, it was very unfamiliar, making it impossible for her to tell whether the feeling in her heart was real.

However, she could not be distracted at this time, because after Ye Chunyang killed several early-stage barbarian cultivators with a seven-star sword formation, the big man became completely furious. These people were all elite cultivators of the barbarian tribe, and they all died. After suffering such a loss in the hands of the opponent, he can imagine what kind of punishment he will receive after returning!

Immediately he roared angrily, and without any explanation he raised another spiritual treasure that shone with silver light, and struck Ye Chunyang's sword formation together with the short axe.

This spiritual treasure is a silver plate that looks like a human hand. The spiritual light on it is shining. Its grade and power are equivalent to that of a short axe. When the two treasures are attacked from the front and back, they can even compete with Ye Chunyang's sword array. .

Su Xueyuan stared closely at the fight between the two, with a look of solemnity on her pretty face.

Although he had seen Ye Chunyang defeat Shen Tuba of the same level with force, this barbaric cultivator was not like an ordinary person, otherwise the old man named Han in the Taoist world would not have been beaten and fled by him.

"I didn't expect you to have such magical power and be able to kill all the early-stage pill-forming monks of my clan. It's really beyond my expectation. But as long as I can take your head back, the senior leaders of the clan won't blame me! "The big man said in shock and anger.

As he spoke, he raised his hand to press the spell. The silver plate and short ax continued to hit the sword formation, and dazzling sparks flew out.

At his level, his spiritual consciousness is so powerful that others cannot imagine it. It is extremely easy for him to control two spiritual treasures while distracted.

But a look of extreme horror soon appeared on the big man's face. He saw a colorful beam of light flashing in front of him, and seven meteor-like rainbows fell straight down from the sky, blessing the sword array that Ye Chunyang offered, and then in his ears Then there was a faint sneer from the other party.

"Let's wait until you can go back!"

After Ye Chunyang finished speaking, he didn't want to get entangled with this person any more. With a thought in his mind, the sword array surged, and suddenly it seemed that there was only this starlight sword light left in the world. Then the big man saw with horror on his face that the silver plate of spirit treasures and the short ax made a cracking and shattering sound under the impact of the sword array, and finally turned into powder and exploded with two muffled sounds.

"What!"

The big man opened his mouth in surprise, feeling deeply unbelievable. However, before he could make any further resistance, seven sword rays gathered together and turned into a towering giant sword that rushed down.

A loud "rumbling" sound came, and a cloud of blood mist exploded where the big man was standing, and several pieces of broken clothes flew out. The man couldn't even scream, just like this silently It disappeared, leaving only a huge sword with rising flames stuck there. He didn't even know how he died.

Ye Chunyang glanced indifferently ahead, then moved his hand nonchalantly, and the light on the sword quickly disappeared, turning into a flash of frightening rainbow and entering his body.

Seeing helplessly a middle-stage pill-forming monk being killed without any resistance in his hands, Su Xueyuan's face turned pale, and a slight chill could not stop flowing from her back.