Chapter 813: Kill the enemy and search his soul, the winner is decided

Mo Canghai's expression remained unchanged, but he turned into a stream of light in an instant and flew towards Ye Chen.

It seemed that Mo Canghai attacked Ye Chen, but Ye Chen showed some joy in his eyes.

"Fortunately, I was afraid that you would run away without caring about anything. Just fight."

Mo Canghai felt a little confused when he heard this. No matter how he looked at it, Ye Chen didn't seem to have any intention of retreating. Could it be that he was really confident?

As a casual cultivator for many years, Mo Canghai did not have the strength and background of those big sects. Every step he took was extra vigilant and alert, so he naturally would not act rashly.

Ye Chen in front of him was full of confidence, and Mo Canghai was naturally puzzled. After all, facing his attack, he could still remain so calm and composed. If he was not a fool, he would have enough confidence.

Ye Chen did the same. He thrust the emerald sword in his hand. It looked weak and powerless, as if he had thrown it lightly, but in Mo Canghai's eyes, it was so fierce. Under one sword, there were seventy-two sword intentions hidden!

Mo Canghai trembled all over and barely dodged it. When he raised his head again, he saw that Ye Chen had already come to his side.

The two reacted very quickly. They both punched in an instant and collided with each other.

The two fist shadows reflected each other. Mo Canghai's originally calm face suddenly showed a trace of surprise, and his figure had already retreated countless steps away.

Looking at his hand again, the hand that was slightly numb at this moment was actually twisted and deformed, and it was completely unrecognizable as a human hand!

"What"

Mo Canghai hadn't finished exclaiming yet, but he saw Ye Chen close his eyes again. At this moment, Mo Canghai's heart had long lost the previous calmness, and the fear in his eyes when he looked at Ye Chen seemed to be seeing a ghost.

"Wait"

Before he finished half of the sentence, he saw that the cold green-white light had already penetrated his chest!

Mo Canghai understood instantly in his heart at this moment. From beginning to end, although he only made two moves, he had no room for resistance at all. The previous punch was just a simple force against force and violence against violence.

But it was enough to show that the opponent's strength was superior to his own. Just one punch crippled his hand.

And the second move was the sword that pierced his chest, clean and neat, without any dragging.

"You" Mo Canghai opened his mouth slightly, and seemed to want to say something in his hoarse voice, but he saw Ye Chen mercilessly crawling the sword out of the wound again, with a sneer on his face that was a little disdainful, and said: "Didn't I tell you, don't say it, anyway, I will know everything when I search my soul later."

Halfway up the mountain, the man from Taixu Palace glanced at Ye Chen's direction with his peripheral vision, which was already in his eyes.

Although he was somewhat surprised that Ye Chen was so powerful, his main concern at the moment was the other side.

The dragon cub was also in a dilemma at this time. There were people around him. Although as time went by, some people were injured and left the field, and the rest fell to the ground and their lives were unknown, there were still some powerful cultivators who were still fighting there.

Of course, those who could survive until now were all strong people. For example, Qin Feng and Mu Qiushui were fighting constantly, but they would occasionally stir up the people around them. Then the two of them worked together to knock the man down and continue fighting.

Ye Chen casually searched Mo Canghai's storage bag and found the few remaining spirit stones and the Hanyang Jue, the technique he had been thinking about day and night.

But what made Ye Chen more concerned was what Mo Canghai had mentioned before. What was the real mystery of Hanyang Jue?

"Ah, I still have to search the soul." Ye Chen showed a helpless look on his face, but his hands did not stop at all, and he had already touched Mo Canghai's head.

Poor Mo Canghai was dead at this moment, but his soul still felt extreme pain. This feeling of being searched by someone was like someone turning the world upside down in his mind, with only endless pain and numbness.

Finally, Ye Chen slowly let go, but his eyes showed a bit of interest.

"I didn't expect that this Hanyang Jue would have such an effect. I underestimated it. But now it seems that only people with cold blood or pure yang blood can use it. I can't use it, but I don't know if Murong Nan can use it."

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Chen put the Hanyang Jue technique in his hand into the mustard seed.

"It's almost time. I think the winner will be decided over there, right?"

Ye Chen looked towards the mountainside. At this moment, there were almost no people. Most of them were lying on the ground. The blood had already dyed the place red. Those who were a little smarter probably realized their lack of strength and left here.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing was Qin Feng and Mu Qiushui. They were still fighting. These two people were indeed the best among their peers. They fought for such a long time without a winner.

But it seemed that Mu Qiushui couldn't hold on. After all, Qin Feng and the insect king actually formed a pincer attack from the front and back. Even though the strength of the two was quite helpless, in this situation of one against two, Mu Qiushui gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Ye Chen made a slight estimate, then smiled bitterly and said: "From now on, I'm afraid that the people of Taixu Palace will take action the moment Mu Qiushui fails. By then, Qin Feng, who has already been exhausted, may not be able to deal with him. I didn't expect that the tricks of the Yellow Mantis Catching Cicada Hall can still be seen here."

As the number of people gradually decreased, Ye Chen was about to leave first, but he felt a strange feeling.

It was as if something was suddenly looking at him. This strange feeling was really uncomfortable. Ye Chen couldn't help but shudder all over, and then hurried away.

But at this moment, a gust of wind whistled in.

A golden light followed closely, running straight from the position on the mountainside to the foot of the mountain, roughly in the same direction as Ye Chen, or simply speaking, heading towards Ye Chen.

"It's not good, master, it seems that the dragon clan guy has finally decided to drag us into the water!"

The cry of Qilin sounded in the consciousness.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through Ye Chen's mind in an instant, and he even said inwardly, "Not good!"