Chapter 921

"Death to you rat!" The guard leader stretched out his big hand and grabbed Ling Ye's neck. Unexpectedly, Ling Ye's body was too fast and flexible, and he got under his armpit and went around his back.

The guard leader screamed in anger at Ling Ye's circling style. He turned around and wanted to continue to reach out to catch Ling Ye, but his arm failed to reach out.

Only then did he suddenly realize that his body had been wrapped with two circles of chains, locking his arms tightly.

"Ah -" the guard leader screamed, but at this time he tried to break free from the chain, but it was already too late. Without warning, black flames suddenly burned in the palm of Ling Ye's hand holding the chain, and the black fire followed the chain.

It burned all the way to the body of the guard leader.

The black fire spread so fast that in just the blink of an eye, the whole body of the guard leader was covered in black flames.

"Fire of Darkness? Dark element inner sect spiritual cultivator?"

The guard leader was horrified, but under the burning of the dark fire, the spiritual armor around him quickly began to change from solid to gaseous, turning into traces of spiritual energy. Soon, all the spiritual armor around him was burned,

The fire of darkness burned directly into his body.

"Oops -" the guard leader let out a heart-rending scream. A large amount of spiritual energy was continuously emitted from his body, and his huge body fell to the ground with a thump.

As the saying goes, a biting dog never barks. During the battle with him, Ling Ye had been passive, but he fought back and took the opponent's life.

While sucking up the spiritual energy in the air, Ling Ye suddenly retracted his arm, and with the clatter of the chains, the corpse was cut into two pieces by the chains. There was no shocking scene of blood spraying all over the ground, and all the blood in the corpse seemed to have been drained.

As if.

The leader of the guards was killed by Ling Ye with lightning speed, which greatly boosted the morale of everyone in the darkness. People shouted in unison, put away their swords and showed their chakras. For a moment, the chakras were flying up and down in the air.

, shuttled back and forth, and from time to time a guard fell to the ground. After a short time, under the fierce attack of the dark people, the guards in the back mountain began to be unable to withstand it, leaving dozens of corpses behind, and the rest fled deep into the dense forest.

Seeing that all the guards on the back mountain had withdrawn, Ling Ye let out a long sigh and said urgently to the people around him: "Take the injured brother and leave quickly!" Now that their escape from the Divine Pond had been exposed, they could not delay for a moment.

"Yes!" Everyone in the darkness agreed in unison, carrying the injured on their backs, and followed Ling Ye, continuing to rush out of the mountain.

However, they had not gone far when they heard someone from behind shouting: "The forbidden land of Shenchi is not a place where you can come and leave whenever you want!" Following the loud voice, Lingyan was seen leading a large number of Youming.

Officers chased him from behind.

In terms of personal cultivation, You Ming is only above the darkness, never below it. Now that You Ming has caught up with them, it is not that easy to get rid of them. Someone rushed to Ling Ye and said in a hurry: "Ye

, it’s You Ming’s people who are catching up!”

"You Ming? You came so fast..." Ling Ye took a breath. On weekdays, the person who has the most contact with You Ming is You Ming. Ling Ye knows You Ming's strength very well. He frowned and asked: "Bring

Who is on the team?"

"It's Lingyan!" The dark person whispered.

"It's him!" Ling Ye stopped, pondered for a moment, turned back, separated from everyone on his side, and walked quickly out of the crowd.

As soon as he got out of the crowd, Lingyan jumped up to him. At the same time, the Youming people who followed him spread out in a fan shape and slowly surrounded the Youyin people.

"Lingyan, you and I usually don't interfere with the well. This time, I don't want to fight with you. You take your Yangguan Road and I'll cross my single-plank bridge!" Ling Ye stared at Lingyan and said in a deep voice.

"Haha——" Ling Yan laughed on his back, shook his head and said: "Ling Ye, if you betray Shenchi and the Holy King, do you really think you can escape? Put down your weapons, disperse your spiritual energy, and surrender, Holy King.

Maybe we can be more generous and spare your lives."

Ling Ye also laughed when he heard this and asked: "Do you know why we want to kill Long Qiu?"

After hearing his words, the expressions of everyone in You Ming's surroundings changed. Each of them had a fierce look in their eyes, and their bodies exuded a strong murderous aura. Ling Yan did not answer, but stared at him coldly with narrowed eyes.

"Long Qiu has already told you that you and Long Qiu were ordered by the Holy King to hold a banquet and poison us. Do you still want to tell me that the Holy King will give me a way to survive?" Ling Ye asked sternly.

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Hey! Long Qiu actually told all this. He deserves to die! Ling Yan raised his head and said with a smile: "Yes, the Holy King wants to get rid of you, but this is

You can’t blame the Holy King. If you want to blame, blame you for being dark spiritual cultivators who cannot see the light. Now that you are exposed, there is nothing the Holy King can do to get rid of you. If you are still loyal to the Holy King, you should be considerate of the Holy King.

Solve the difficulties on your own and relieve the Holy King from his worries!"

Ling Ye was so angry that his eyes were about to burst into flames. He involuntarily took a step forward and shouted sternly: "We are humans, not animals..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lingyan waved his hand and interrupted: "What's the difference between a dark spiritual cultivator and an animal? You have been able to survive until today, and you have been deeply favored by the Holy King. Now, forced by the situation, the Holy King

The king wants to take back your life, so what's wrong with that?"

Ling Ye stopped talking. He had nothing to say. It turned out that in the eyes of Shenchi people, dark spiritual cultivators were so unbearable that they were even worse than animals.

He slowly raised the wheel sword in his hand and said quietly: "Who lives and who dies, we can only find out on the battlefield."

Ling Yan asked with a smile: "Do you want to fight me?" As he spoke, he shook his head again and muttered: "Stupid people often have the problem of overestimating their own abilities. Anyway, since you want to die,

My Lingyan will help you!"

He slowly pulled out the sword from his ribs, held it upside down in his hand, held it behind him, and said proudly: "Ling Ye, take action!"

Ling Ye knew something about Ling Yan. He was the leader of the spies under the Holy King and was responsible for gathering information. He was one of the most mysterious figures in Shenchi.

Ling Ye and he often met each other. Every time You Ming performed a mission, he got most of the information from Ling Yan, but he had never seen Ling Yan do anything with anyone. Ling Ye still didn't know what his Ling Wu was like.

Not much.

He took a deep breath and waved his hands to the people in the darkness behind him, signaling them all to retreat and make way for the opening. The people in the darkness understood and the people slowly retreated.

Without any warning, Ling Ye suddenly shouted loudly, and the wheel knife in his hand came out and went straight to Lingyan's neck. The latter stood up on the spot and did not wait to move. He just waited for the wheel knife to fly close to him, within a short distance of his body.

When his neck was only three inches away, the spirit sword behind his back was suddenly swung out. There was a crisp clang sound, and the wheel sword was bounced far away. Under the pull of the chain, even Ling Ye staggered.

.

Ah, Ling Yan's cultivation level is so advanced! An expert can tell if there's anything there as soon as he reaches out his hand. With just one move, Ling Ye can already tell that Ling Yan's cultivation level is definitely better than his own.

He had just stabilized his body, and before he could control the wheel sword to continue attacking Ling Yan, the latter had already stepped in front of him, stabbing forward with the spirit sword in his hand, and struck out thirteen swords in one breath.

Ling Yan's attack was too fast. Looking at it coldly, it seemed as if he had grown thirteen arms and was holding thirteen spiritual swords, stabbing Ling Ye all over at the same time.

Ling Ye screamed fiercely, how could he dare to be careless, and retreated, leaping back three meters away, and at the same time, he controlled the wheel knife to return to the back of Lingyan's head.

Ling Yan seemed to have eyes on his back. Without turning his head, he put his spiritual sword back and heard a clang. The chakra that struck at the back of his head hit the spiritual sword. Sparks flew up high, and the chakra struck again.

Was bounced off once.

Seeing that Ling Ye was agile and it was not easy to defeat him with his moves, Ling Yan's eyes flashed, and the spiritual sword in his hand suddenly glowed, Ling Chao Ji was cast out by him.

The spiritual blades all over the sky whizzed towards Ling Ye, who reacted quickly and controlled the spiritual blade to rotate in the air and hung on a tree trunk. Then, Ling Ye's body rose into the air and rushed up as fast as lightning.

The tall tree trunks avoid all the chaotic spiritual blades.

Ling Yan sneered, without even taking a breath, he immediately launched Ling Luan Ji Ji upwards and continued to hit Ling Ye.

Ling Ye leaned back and fell straight down from the tree trunk. Hearing a crisp sound, half of the branches of the old tree were crushed by the dense spiritual blades, and the remaining branches and leaves scattered all over the sky.

"Let's see how long you can hide!" Ling Yan didn't pause for a moment, and once again cast Ling Chaos? Ji at Ling Ye.

His cultivation was too deep, and top-notch skills like Ling Chao Ji were cast randomly and continuously by him like ordinary moves, without giving Ling Ye a chance to breathe.

This was the first time Ling Ye had encountered such a difficult light spiritual cultivator. He felt that if he continued to be beaten passively, he would sooner or later injure the opponent's hand.

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought, and the chakra in his hand suddenly shot out a dazzling light, and then, a huge illusion appeared above his head.

This huge illusion was ten feet tall, completely suspended in the air, holding a wheel knife the size of a cylinder mouth in its hand, and flew forward with a roar.

Ling Luan Ji's spiritual blade did not hit Ling Ye, and was all blocked by the illusion. Its speed did not slow down, and it still flew towards Ling Yan on the opposite side.

"Ghost Blood Blade? Violent! How dare you show off your trivial skills?!" As he spoke, Ling Yan raised the spiritual sword in his hand high. With the sudden appearance of the rays of light, he also completed the spiritual transformation of the weapon.

Then, he slashed the spirit sword down into the sky.

Buzz! The spirit sword fell, making a chest-swelling sound. At the same time, a huge spirit sword appeared from the air, fell straight down, and hit Ling Ye's illusion.

Crack! Crack!

The spirit sword hit the phantom solidly, and the huge and chilling phantom was actually split in half by the spirit sword. Then, the phantom's figure gradually became insubstantial, and finally dissipated invisible.

Ghost Blood Blade? The violent rage was dispersed by a single blow. Not to mention everyone present in the darkness was dumbfounded. Even Ling Ye was stunned and couldn't believe that what happened in front of him was real.
Chapter completed!