The spirit butterfly absorbed all the highly poisonous black mist into its body, and flew to Ye Chen's shoulder again, flapping its wings slightly.Ye Chen took a closer look, the reborn spirit butterfly became different, the patterns on the wings were more condensed, full of mystery, every time he flickered his wings, he was actually absorbing the aura in the air into his body."
Could it be that this spirit butterfly is actually a different species left over from the colorful divine butterfly in ancient times, and the moment you flap your wings, you can absorb the aura and cultivate, I have been more than 80,000 years, and I have only seen its description in some ancient books in the ruins, I didn't expect to meet it on the earth, it's really cheap for me."
Looking at the colorful butterfly on his shoulder, Ye Chen, who had always been ancient and waveless, also showed excitement in his eyes.This colorful butterfly must be cultivated well and will play an irreplaceable role in the future."
Little friend Ye Chen, let's run away quickly!"
Zhang Zheng and Mo Xiong, who came to their senses, looked at the middle-aged beauty and the demon tiger under her, full of jealousy, and the idea of hunting the demon tiger had long since disappeared.The strength displayed by the Ghost Doctor Sect Master was too terrifying, even if the two joined forces, they would be nothing more than ants in front of a cultivator of a Great Sect Master of the Transformation Realm.Right now, it's a blessing to be able to walk out of the primeval forest alive with the backbone of the family."
I finally met a demon beast, how could I, Ye Chen, return empty-handed?"
Ye Chen held the sword in one hand and looked at the master of the Ghost Doctor Sect coldly.At this time, Mo Ningjie hurriedly grabbed Mo Xiong's arm, and was about to flee with the Mo family's martial artist: "Uncle Mo, we can't care if he wants to die, let's leave quickly." ”Na Mo Xiong glanced at the demon tiger who was about to become angry, and the middle-aged beauty above the demon tiger, hugged his hands at Ye Chen and Zhang Zheng and said, "Brother Ye, thank you for saving me just now, but this demon tiger is too terrifying, please forgive me for leaving first." ”After speaking, Mo Xiong and Mo Ningjie decisively ran with all their strength with the surviving dozen or so warriors, wanting to escape.Seeing that the Mo family was about to escape, the middle-aged beautiful woman agreed and yelled coldly: "Don't even think about leaving, you all have to die!"
”Immediately afterwards, I saw the surface tearing apart, and a thousand-year-old witch corpse in tattered ancient costumes got up from the ground, staring at the fleeing Mo family with green eyes.Every thousand-year-old witch corpse is at least an innate cultivator, and the leader is still a half-step grandmaster wearing a martial robe."
Kill all those who escape!"
The middle-aged beautiful woman waved her hand mercilessly, and dozens of thousand-year-old witch corpses frantically chased after the fleeing Mo family.In an instant, the thousand-year-old witch corpse of the master of the ghost doctor sect caught up with the fleeing Mo family, no matter how the Mo family's martial artists resisted, the thousand-year-old witch corpse could not be killed at all.Moreover, the Mo family's best use of Gu techniques is useless against these thousand-year-old witch corpses.The half-step grandmaster's thousand-year-old witch corpse haunted Mo Xiong, and Mo Xiong had to devote his mind to taking care of Mo Ningjie, so he had no time to take care of others.In a terrible scream, except for Mo Xiong and Mo Ningjie, the rest of the warriors of the Mo family were all besieged to death by the thousand-year-old witch corpse, and the corpses were separated.In just a few minutes, almost half of the Mo family's innate martial artists died at the hands of the thousand-year-old witch corpse of a middle-aged beautiful woman."
What, what to do?"
Mo Ningjie looked at the thousand-year-old witch corpse that was constantly surrounded, her face was pale, hiding behind Mo Xiong, facing the thousand-year-old witch corpse surrounded, at a loss.Seeing that he was about to be besieged to death, Mo Xiong fought hard to create a crisis, once again urged the blood in his body, conjured up the armor and took Mo Ningjie out of the encirclement, and returned to the place where Ye Chen and Zhang Zheng were.Mo Xiong knew that there was no way to escape at the moment, and the only chance to survive was on Ye Chen.Mo Ningjie, who finally came back to her senses from the fright, glared at Ye Chen viciously, and shouted at the top of her throat: "It's all your fault, if you hadn't provoked that crazy woman, our Mo family's martial artists wouldn't have died at all." ”"Smack!"
Under such a crisis, Mo Xiong could no longer let her niece go willfully, slapped her in the face hard, and said: "Ning Jie, if you want to live well in this world, you must understand that even if I am in the Mo family, a cultivator like Brother Ye cannot be offended. ”Ignoring Mo Ningjie's anger, Mo Xiong hurriedly apologized to Ye Chen: "Brother Ye, don't be surprised. ”Ye Chen just nodded, then turned to look at the middle-aged beauty."
Brother Ye, I, Zhang Zheng, am willing to fight side by side with you."
Zhang Zheng was already in tatters in a tunic suit, but in the face of the middle-aged beauty and the demon tiger, there was no fear in his eyes.Ye Chen nodded, waved his hand at Lin Xun'er and said, "You better step back, don't let that witch corpse hurt her." ”Then he transmitted the voice to Lin Xun'er: "Next, I will perform the first three of the nine forms of the Heavenly Sword, and how much I can comprehend depends on your creation." ”With that, Ye Chen walked towards the demon tiger with the jade sword in his hand."
Hmph, megalomaniacal, just wait to be torn to pieces by that demon tiger."
Mo Ningjie looked at Ye Chen's back unwillingly and cursed.Lin Xun'er was not afraid of Mo Ningjie, who was already an innate martial artist, raised her hand and put the steel knife in her hand on her neck, and said coldly: "If you dare to be disrespectful to Master Ye again, I will kill you." ”Fortunately, Mo Xiong and Zhang Zheng came forward, so that the two did not really fight."
Young man, you are looking for death!"
The middle-aged beauty's face showed coldness: "The Great Grandmaster of the Transformation Realm can't hurt me, the black tiger, and you little doll dare to provoke the majesty of my ghost doctor's sect?"
”This time, Ye Chen didn't hold it up again, after the sword spirit in his mind was summoned, he finally woke up, and immediately released a golden light sword qi out, attached to the natal jade sword in Ye Chen's hand.As soon as that golden light sword qi appeared, the momentum on Ye Chen's body suddenly changed drastically, and his temperament became ethereal.The light on the Natal Jade Sword completely converged and became extremely primitive.Although the jade sword is ancient, it exudes an ancient and desolate killing intent on it.Under this sword qi, there seems to be no existence that cannot be killed, once the sword is released, this heaven and earth will be shattered.Ye Chen took a step and approached the middle-aged beauty step by step."
Black Tiger, kill him!"
Seeing that this young man still dared to provoke his majesty, the middle-aged beautiful woman frowned and patted the tiger's back."
Whew!"
As if sensing the anger of his master, the demon tiger raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and with a wave of the tiger's claws, he pounced on Ye Chen with a torn wind blade.Seeing the demon tiger pounce on Ye Chen, Zhang Zheng and Mo Xiong couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for him.It was a demon tiger who had transformed into a realm cultivator, his strength was stronger than the two transformation realm great masters, and with the ghost doctor sect master on the tiger's back, he couldn't believe that Ye Chen could have a slight chance of winning.Everyone looked at Ye Chen with bated breath, only to see that Ye Chen's pace gradually accelerated, and he did not avoid facing the demon tiger and the middle-aged beauty.Lin Xun'er watched Ye Chen's every move inattentively, because Ye Chen had told her that when he killed the demon tiger, he taught her the first three styles of the Nine Heavenly Sword Forms.Ye Chen, who was running, left the ground on his toes and began to fly, approaching the demon tiger like lightning.And the sharp claws in the hands of the demon tiger whirred with a torn wind blade, threatening to tear the person in front of him apart.Suddenly, the jade sword that Ye Chen dragged behind him was raised, and the ancient aura exploded instantly, and the golden light was entrenched on the jade sword like a swimming dragon.After listening carefully, the sound of breaking the air brought out by Ye Chen's sword was like a dragon's groan, high-pitched and loud."
Heavenly Sword First Style!"
The jade sword in Ye Chen's hand swept out an afterimage, and the most simple slashed out a sword, instantly smashing the wind blade swung by the demon tiger like a bamboo, leaving a terrifying blood mark on the demon tiger's claws."
Whew!"
Under Ye Chen's sword, he actually broke through the defense of the demon tiger and left a wound on the tiger's claws, which made Zhang Zheng and Mo Xiong very shocked: "It's so strong, it's such a domineering sword." ”After a sword, Ye Chen jumped a hundred meters away from the demon tiger, and asked Lin Xun'er with a serious face, "Can you understand?"
”Lin Xun'er saw the figure of Ye Chen's sword in his mind, as well as the action from the sword to the sword, and nodded seriously."
He, he's actually teaching that girl swordsmanship!"
Mo Xiong looked at Ye Chen with a frightened expression.This is a battle between life and death, and he still has the heart to teach his disciples, which is too big.How did they know that in Ye Chen's eyes, although the demon tiger was powerful, he had at least a hundred ways to kill the demon tiger, but those forbidden techniques should not be used before he became a Jindan monk.Seeing that Lin Xun'er had comprehended the first form of the Heavenly Sword, Ye Chen nodded with satisfaction.The middle-aged beauty didn't expect this young man to dare to insult her in this way in the face of herself, and said angrily: "Boy, you are looking for death!"
”This time, the middle-aged beautiful woman took action in person, and the iron whip in her hand was once again danced out of a cloud of black mist, with a terrible ghost crying wolf howl, like a hell demon dragon that broke free from the shackles and attacked Ye Chen.With the golden sword qi released by the sword spirit, facing the iron whip of the middle-aged beautiful woman, Ye Chen was not afraid at all.The toes touched the ground, drawing an arc backwards, and the agile flying path was thirty meters in the air, and the moment the natal jade sword in his hand slashed out, the golden light released was as dazzling as the sun."
Heavenly Sword, Second Style!"
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