Chapter 563: Death of Yiqi Changqiu Dao Xinghe
Ye Yang walked up to Zhan Hongyi and took up his Blood True Knife to look at it carefully.
The blade was like blood, extremely sharp, like a wound from heaven, and there was a faint blood light flowing in the flowing light.
It exuded a strange and powerful aura.
"This knife is the Blood True Knife, the treasure of the Haitian Chamber of Commerce."
Xuanhe Zhenren's voice was low, with a subtle tremor, as if mentioning this magic weapon touched the fear and awe deep in his heart.
It seems that Zhan Hongyi has put a lot of pressure and shadow on him.
Ye Yang took the Blood True Knife and stroked the blade, feeling the cold touch, as if countless resentful spirits were crying in the blade, trying to break free.
His brows frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.
"This knife is so evil."
Qingmu Zhenren was the oldest and seemed to have heard of this knife. At this moment, he walked to the two of them, saw Ye Yang's hesitation, and said in a deep voice.
"I heard that this Blood Real Knife seems to have a secret. It is not just a knife, but can also imprison the resentful spirits of the people it kills, so it is so powerful."
At this moment.
As night fell, a blood moon slowly rose. Under the blood moon, this Blood Real Knife faintly split into several parts, and the blade seemed to be wounded by the sky, and it seemed to become more powerful.
It gave him an indescribable feeling.
Ye Yang took a deep breath. This Blood Real Knife was indeed weird.
Even when he held the knife, an indescribable heat flow spread in his body, making him feel that his blood became vigorous.
The fatigue and tiredness brought by the action just now were almost swept away.
This knife can also kill people and suck blood, and then feed back to itself.
Ye Yang exhaled a long breath. After the feeding of the Blood Real Knife, he only felt that his whole body was full of energy and blood, which was extraordinary.
"What's wrong?"
The voices of the two people next to him came, with a bit of surprise and praise.
Ye Yang shook his head.
At this time, the White Horse Knife seemed to have sensed the power of the Blood True Knife, and it bounced up in the air, making a fierce sound of the knife, and moved to his side, trying to compete with the Blood True Knife.
Ye Yang subconsciously tightened the Blood True Knife in his hand.
He could feel the fight between the two knives.
However, although the White Horse Knife had spirituality, it was just a magic weapon, and was suppressed by the spirituality of the Blood True Knife at this moment.
A white horse phantom flashed on the blade, with flying mane and agile like a dragon, flying around the blade.
"This Blood True Knife is made of extraordinary material, and it seems to be able to tear the space faintly. If it can be integrated with the White Horse Knife, the power it can exert must be great."
Ye Yang groaned, his strength increased too fast, and the White Horse Knife was only a medium-grade magic weapon at present.
Although it had spirituality, it was no longer enough for him to use it after he broke through to the realm of the real person.
If the two could be combined, it would be a good thing for him.
On the side, Master Qingmu and Master Xuanhe saw this scene and spoke.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, you are good at swordsmanship. This Blood True Sword is the treasure of Shanhai Chamber of Commerce. Why not give it to you?"
The blade of this Blood True Sword is like snow crystal from the sky, bright and crystal, extremely sharp, flashing cold light. He nodded and said.
"Thank you for your love. In this case, I will keep this Blood True Sword."
"You can take the rest."
The value of the treasure of the pulse is extraordinary, far exceeding ordinary treasures. Most of the strong people in the realm of the real person do not have the treasure of the pulse to protect themselves.
After taking the Blood True Sword, Ye Yang wanted to give up the treasures in their storage bags voluntarily.
But the remaining two said that they would not accept anything. After all, Ye Yang played a decisive role in killing Zhan Hongyi and the man in black this time.
The two only took away General Julu's storage bag, and gave the storage bags of Zhan Hongyi and the man in black to Ye Yang.
After cleaning up the battlefield.
Ye Yang saw the bodies of Zhan Hongyi and the man in black on the ground, secretly sighing.
He sacrificed the Blood Soul Banner, which shook slightly, causing flying sand and rocks, howling black wind, countless resentful spirits, and rustling gems on it.
After a while, the souls of the two True Person Realm masters turned into two phantoms and were absorbed by the Blood Soul Banner.
There were also two more glimmering gems on the Blood Soul Banner, located in the middle, arranged together with the gems transformed from the soul of Huayang Zhenren.
"This Blood Soul Banner is indeed extraordinary. It can condense the souls of True Person Realm masters into beads for my use."
Ye Yang was secretly happy, feeling that the power of the Blood Soul Banner had increased by more than one point.
He was very satisfied with this harvest.
The other two were slightly surprised to see that Ye Yang actually had a treasured weapon in his hand.
The swordsmanship of this man just now was enough to surprise people.
Unexpectedly, this Zhenren Ye actually had another trick up his sleeve.
"Feitianmen is so rich. I have never seen this treasured weapon before. It is somewhat similar to the Ghost Bone Banner, but it is completely different."
"Don't offend him no matter what, otherwise you will become a dead soul under the banner."
The strong man in the realm of the real person has consumed countless magical elixirs in his life, and after comprehending the world.
The power of the flesh is even more precious and is a great tonic.
Adhering to the principle of not wasting, after absorbing the souls of the two people.
He summoned the Sun Chasing Flying Turtle, the Scaled Demon Elephant, and the Six-winged Blood Centipede.
After a while, the flesh of the two real person realm strong men was torn into pieces and devoured by them.
Even the bones were ground into bone powder by the six-winged blood centipede and swallowed.
After doing everything.
Ye Yang looked at Dao Xinghe on the side.
Dao Xinghe's face turned pale.
Ye Yang said.
"Brother Dao, although you and I are friends, I have always had a principle."
"For those who intend to kill me, I will never give them the slightest chance to survive."
After Dao Xinghe heard this, a look of despair flashed in his eyes. He understood that it would be difficult to leave here alive today.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly.
"I don't blame you, just do it."
“My whole life I have been trapped by brotherhood.”
Dao Xinghe's voice contained a hint of self-deprecation and deep helplessness.
"I consider myself to be aboveboard, but I don't want to be stabbed in the back by the person I trust most."
"Chen Hai, that's it, you and I will never be sworn in from now on."
Ye Yang frowned slightly after listening to Dao Xinghe's words.
He is not a ruthless person, but he also knows that the world is dangerous, and once a source of trouble is left, there will be great trouble in the future.
"I'm sorry, Brother Tao. I hope that in the next life, you and I will not be enemies, but friends. Let's have a drink and have fun again then."
The white horse sword in Ye Yang's hand trembled slightly. Dao Xinghe suddenly coughed a few times and looked at Ye Yang trying to find the answer in his eyes.
"Ye Yang, I want to thank you."
"Thank me?"
"Although I was defeated by your sword in the battle, you stopped in time and did not use the Thirteen Swords of Time to cut off more of my life span. I will always remember this kindness in my heart."
"I know that even then, you always had some energy left."
"The road to immortality is difficult, rugged, muddy and full of thorns. You and I are both from humble beginnings. I hope you can take my dream and become an immortal, live as long as heaven and earth, and see many scenery I have never seen before. "
"Human life is not a cicada. A short life is not smooth."
Dao Xinghe spoke slowly, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
Ye Yang didn't expect that he would mention this matter at this moment, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of complicated emotions in his heart.
Ye Yang raised his gaze and looked at Dao Xinghe. The two people's eyes collided in the air, as if there was an electric current surging.
"excuse me!"
Ye Yang shouted softly, no longer hesitating, and raised the white horse sword high, the sword light flashed with an aura of determination.
The blood moon appeared and the black wind was chaotic.
When the knife came out, blood flew out.
Dao Xinghe's body fell to the ground and was already broken into two halves.
Ye Yang made a sharp stroke with his knife and carved a pit next to it, buried the body, and finally covered the body lightly with soil.
"Brother Xinghe, just say goodbye."
"As for the person who harmed you, if I have the chance, I will avenge you."
After doing all this.
Ye Yang called for the Flying Turtle Chasing the Sun, and the three of them perched on the Flying Turtle and went away.
After running for several days, the three of them finally stopped at a boundary.
"Master Xuanhe? Is this the spiritual place of the Haitian Chamber of Commerce?"
Ye Yang glanced ahead.
The scene in front of him was completely different from the bustling commercial city he imagined. It was an endless mountain range with clouds and mist on the peaks, like a fairyland.
"Yes, this is the spiritual place of the Haitian Chamber of Commerce." Master Xuanhe explained with a smile.
"Haitian Chamber of Commerce is not just an ordinary chamber of commerce, but a powerful force. However, both Huayang Master and Zhan Hongyi are dead now, so there is no need to worry about it."
Ye Yang nodded, having a deeper understanding of the Haitian Chamber of Commerce.
They passed through the clouds and saw a peak on the seaside cliff, which was inserted into the clouds. It was as high as the sky and extremely steep. It was shrouded in clouds and mist, as if it was isolated from the world.
There is also a quaint palace on the top of the mountain.
All kinds of exotic flowers and plants are planted around, exuding a faint fragrance.
Ye Yang could feel the powerful spiritual energy emanating from the mountain peak. This was definitely a treasured place for cultivation.
Their arrival seemed to have been noticed, and soon, several figures flew out of the palace on the top of the mountain.
"Who are you?"
These monks all wore masks and rode flying cranes. They looked at them with solemn expressions.
"The person who wants your life."
Master Xuanhe was the most active, taking out a jade flute and playing a few tunes horizontally.
Those people had fallen to the ground, bleeding from their orifices, and could no longer die.
"No, quickly activate the Four Symbols Star Formation."
Someone in the palace noticed something strange. A huge formation suddenly appeared, and the four spirits of blue dragon, white tiger, red bird, and Xuanwu emerged.
Surrounded by Ye Yang, Qingmu Zhenren and Xuanhe Zhenren.
This formation is complex and ancient. It has obviously existed for many years and is full of powerful spiritual energy.
"Everyone, be careful."
Master Xuanhe frowned, he could feel the destructive power contained in the formation.
"It doesn't matter. Although this formation is strong, there are ways to break it."
Master Aoki said calmly. He closed his eyes and felt the flow and rules of the formation. He stared around, looking for the weakness of the formation.
As a famous formation master, he knew that he must find a breakthrough as soon as possible.
At the same time, the monks in the palace were not idle. They activated the formation, and the power of the formation became more and more powerful.
An azure dragon roared in the formation, the white tiger leaped with murderous intent, the red bird flew, extremely hot, while Xuanwu was calm, with four feet on the sky, and black water appeared.
The four forces intertwined together to form an almost invulnerable formation network.
"My two Taoist friends, follow me!"
Under the guidance of Qingmu Zhenren, Ye Yang and Xuanhe Zhenren suddenly attacked at the same time, each attacking a key point of the formation.
Ye Yang's palm wind was like a knife, cutting directly into the head of the Azure Dragon.
Qingmu Zhenren's spell was complicated, and he broke through the heart of the White Tiger with one finger.
Xuanhe Zhenren's jade flute magic weapon shone brightly, hitting the wings of the Vermillion Bird and the feet of the Black Tortoise.
The huge impact shook the entire formation.
The monks in the palace felt unprecedented pressure.
At this moment, they realized the extraordinaryness of Ye Yang and the other two.
Taking advantage of the moment when the formation vibrated, Ye Yang quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body and jumped up. There seemed to be sword energy condensing in his hand, and the sword light was like lightning. Every attack of Ye Yang was with the force of thunder.
It turned into a long rainbow of thunder and lightning, piercing directly into the core of the formation.
Amid the huge sound, cracks began to appear in the seemingly indestructible formation.
Ye Yang's sword energy cut into the rotten leather, tearing the core of the formation directly.
The light of the formation began to dim gradually, and the appearance of the four spirits began to slowly dissipate.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the masked monks immediately tried to repair the formation.
Ye Yang released the scaly demon elephant. The huge body of the demon elephant was like a moving hill, and every step was full of shocking power.
The six-winged blood centipede circled in the air, turning into six blood lines, looking for the best time to attack.
Qingmu Zhenren and Xuanhe Zhenren also exerted their powerful strength and broke through the remaining formation nodes in succession.
Xuanhe Zhenren moved his body and turned into several phantoms. The sword light on the jade flute was like a waterfall, pouring towards the formation.
Qingmu Zhenren controlled a golden lock, looking for the weaknesses of the formation everywhere to help reduce the power of the formation.
The collision of spells and formations produced a deafening roar, and the surrounding trees were uprooted, and huge pits appeared on the ground one after another.
Ye Yang's heart moved, and he wanted to try the power of the Blood True Knife he just got. He held the Blood True Knife in his hand.
The blood color on the blade flowed, as if awakening the sleeping beast. It was as fast as lightning, and the knife skills were sharp. Every knife swing was with the power of wind and thunder.
The attack on the formation made a series of crisp collision sounds.
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