Chapter 1480: Ghost Xuanzong Takes Action

Everyone has two sides, one is kind and the other is evil.

Those so-called good people are those who can restrain their evil nature and only show their kind side.

Killing and bloodthirstiness are the best ways to open the door to evil.

Ye Xiaochuan has always said that he is a thousand-handed butcher who has killed countless people. It was bragging before, but after tonight, it is no longer bragging.

The six monks in Jiaye Temple did not kill many people, but these thirteen Cangyun Sword Immortals drank countless blood. Ning Xiangruo hated these people very much, and the Ziyang Dagger killed countless people.

However, compared with Ye Xiaochuan, the corpse-driving craftsman she killed immediately fell behind.

Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation is too high and his speed is too fast, but he rarely takes action, and is kicked around by a group of fairies all day long, so most people do not have an intuitive understanding of his cultivation, and almost all underestimate Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation.

Until tonight, when Ye Xiaochuan's sword pointed at nothing, everyone realized that the little sly guy who laughed and scolded all day long, who only knew how to take advantage of women, was actually more terrible than a demon.

Ye Xiaochuan's mind was in chaos at the moment, perhaps because he had used the blood soul essence many times recently, and the bloodthirsty and violent aura of the blood soul essence had already infected his heart unconsciously.

Under the stimulation of blood, his eyes gradually turned red.

In the chaos, no one knew how many corpse-driving craftsmen died under his sword until he was blocked by four young men.

Sun Xun, Wang Fu, Qian Shuang, Liu Fusheng...

These four are first-class masters in the realm of spiritual silence. Each of them holds a gray mourning stick, standing on one side, surrounding Ye Xiaochuan in the center.

Ye Xiaochuan's blood-red eyes slowly swept over the four people, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, revealing a trace of cruelty and bloodthirstiness.

Qian Shuang said word by word: "Baili Yuan is right, you are indeed the most difficult person to deal with. Whoever underestimates you will die miserably."

Ye Xiaochuan slowly raised his head, stared at Qian Shuang, and said hoarsely: "Do you know Baili?"

Qian Shuang said: "As soon as she entered Yulong Village, she was captured by us. Do you think I know her?"

Ye Xiaochuan was furious. He always thought that because Liubo Mountain was far away, Baili Yuan did not receive his letter in time, so she did not come to Southern Xinjiang.

Who would have thought that Baili Yuan not only came, but was also captured by the four major families in Xiangxi.

A monstrous chill emanated from Ye Xiaochuan's body, and the entire air seemed to be instantly chilled.

He said coldly: "What did you do to Baili?"

Sun Xun said: "Want to know? Go to hell and ask her yourself!"

After that, the four of them attacked together, and the four mourning sticks seemed to have turned into giant sticks that could support the sky, smashing towards Ye Xiaochuan's head.

Ye Xiaochuan had never been so crazy as he was at this moment.

Baili Yuan was his friend, and he could be said to be his best friend. The two of them went down the mountain together more than ten years ago to train and experienced life and death together.

Now that he knew that Baili Yuan had fallen into the hands of the four major families and seemed to have been killed, how could Ye Xiaochuan remain calm?

Qian Shuang and the other four only felt that Ye Xiaochuan disappeared in a flash, and the four magic weapons of the mourning sticks that fell were all smashed into nothingness.

However, these four people were first-class masters in the realm of spiritual silence. Their spiritual consciousness had long locked onto Ye Xiaochuan's body. They could not see how Ye Xiaochuan disappeared just now with their naked eyes, but they could see it clearly under the spiritual consciousness.

It was not that he disappeared out of thin air, but that Ye Xiaochuan's speed was too fast.

Facing the siege of the four masters of spiritual silence, Ye Xiaochuan was not afraid, but was full of murderous intent.

The sword without a front pierced directly at Sun Xun, who blocked it with the mourning stick. Ye Xiaochuan took advantage of the situation and kicked Sun Xun in the stomach. Sun Xun groaned and flew backwards.

If it was a one-on-one fight, Ye Xiaochuan would have taken the upper hand and chased Sun Xun. He would have chopped him into pieces in less than an incense stick.

But there were three masters around him, and Ye Xiaochuan had no time to beat the drowned dog. Hearing the strong wind behind his ears, he immediately used the invisible phantom footwork and the close distance body movement to instantly dodge the attacks of Qian Shuang and the other three.

After failing to succeed in one move, Ye Xiaochuan immediately seemed a little passive. These four people were not inferior to him in Taoism. Ye Xiaochuan relied on his unparalleled speed in close combat.

Facing two of them, Ye Xiaochuan was confident that he could win, but facing four people, he was a little powerless. For a while, he was blocked by four mourning sticks and it was difficult to break through.

Ye Xiaochuan was in a hard fight on this side, and the others were almost the same.

After the failure of the breakout, hundreds of corpse-driving craftsmen pressed up, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Ye Xiaochuan was fighting one against four, which was quite special. The others were all gathered together, both offensive and defensive, and for a while they barely blocked the siege of the numerous corpse-driving craftsmen.

However, there was another special battlefield, that was Ning Xiangruo and the skeleton man with black mole.

The hatred of killing the master is irreconcilable!

Only blood can wash away this endless hatred.

When the melee began, Ning Xiangruo, like Ye Xiaochuan, broke out of the battle circle, shot through several corpse-driving craftsmen with the purple sun dagger, and then came to the black mole skeleton man.

Ning Xiangruo's cultivation was actually not as good as the black mole skeleton man's, after all, she had cultivated for a hundred years less than the black mole skeleton man.

However, Ning Xiangruo cultivated the sword art with the strongest attack power, and had the purple sun dagger, a peerless magic weapon, so when fighting with the black mole skeleton man, she not only did not fall behind, but also took the initiative.

The purple sun dagger was like a purple dragon, forcing the black mole skeleton man to retreat again and again.

However, with so many people from the Xiangxi clan coming to take revenge, they are not talking about morality and justice with you one-on-one.

Since the man with the black mole skeleton was at a disadvantage, several highly skilled corpse exterminators immediately surrounded him and immediately took control of the situation, blocking all Ning Xiangruo's attacks.

As time passed, Ye Xiaochuan and Ning Xiangruo were trapped, and the others were also surrounded by a large number of corpse exorcists, and the righteous disciples gradually suffered casualties.

Zhu Changshui and others with lower cultivation levels are already stained with glory.

The most terrible thing is that fighting is a matter that consumes a lot of true energy and spiritual energy. It is more tiring than the bridal chamber between men and women. The righteous disciples who have an absolute disadvantage in numbers can last for an hour at most, as long as they don't have to drive the corpse craftsmen to do it. He will also be exhausted and exhausted.

Just when the situation for the Zhengdao people was becoming more and more critical, a chaotic scene suddenly appeared in the southwest of the battlefield.

I saw seventy or eighty disciples of Gui Xuanzong dressed in black, led by Gui Nu, Elder Qi, Brahma Tian, ​​and Fengyun Duan, cutting in from the side.

As soon as the ghost method was activated, ghosts began to cry and wolf howl on the battlefield. The sound was astonishing, causing the corpse exorcists who were gradually surrounding to scramble, greatly relieving the pressure on the righteous disciples. The ghost slave would not take action originally, but after seeing Ye Xiaochuan swallowing and absorbing the endless corpse energy, he remembered that he had seen Ye Xiaochuan perform ghost magic similar to the spirit attack on the Duantian Cliff Arena, and deduced that It is very likely that Ye Xiaochuan is the young master who was sent away by the blood slave back then.

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Only the blood of the Ye family can unlock the Jue of Immortality and obtain the ghost magic inside!

The ghost slave knows this secret. Little Master, nothing can happen to you. Even if all the disciples of Gui Xuan Sect are lost here, it is still worth it.