Chapter 202 If I Regret My Son

Ye Ming watched Guo Wenyue escape from the attack range of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Controlling Banner, and couldn't help but sigh. The Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Controlling Banner was really badly damaged at the beginning, otherwise Guo Wenyue would never be able to escape with the power of this banner.

However, Ye Ming didn't care. Even if the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Controlling Banner was intact, he didn't plan to use this spiritual weapon.

He was a zombie, and there was a corpse-raising tree. With so many powerful evil spirits, it would be better to let the corpse-raising tree devour them and improve the comprehension of a group of zombies.

He put away the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Controlling Banner, and the wind was running. He rushed towards Guo Wenyue, and caught up with Guo Wenyue in just a moment.

The Blood Resentment Sword was sacrificed and stabbed at Guo Wenyue.

Guo Wenyue felt the power of the Blood Resentment Sword and didn't dare to resist it. He dodged to the left and avoided the sword.

But because of dodging, he was caught up by Ye Ming.

Seeing Ye Ming approaching with a sword, Guo Wenyue was surprised. He didn't understand why Ye Ming, who was in the early stage of Jindan, showed a stronger momentum than him, a cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan.

And it was not enough that he had a strong momentum, but he also mastered the sword intent.

But even if he was surprised, Guo Wenyue knew that if he wanted to escape, he had to kill Ye Ming.

He was ruthless, "Boy, you are looking for death."

As soon as the voice fell, a black flying sword appeared in Guo Wenyue's hand, and the faces of fierce ghosts appeared on the flying sword. These fierce ghosts seemed to be suffering inhuman pain in the flying sword.

Guo Wenyue swung the sword, and a huge ghost face appeared and rushed towards Ye Ming.

The dead soul sword technique, when Lin Xingran went on a mission together before, he saw him use this sword technique to fight the skeleton man.

In the Sutra Pavilion of the Yuhun Sect, Ye Ming also got this sword technique. Although he didn't learn it, he knew it very well.

Seeing the ghost face attacking, Ye Ming didn't panic at all. When the ghost face attacked, he swung his sword and split the ghost face in half.

Guo Wenyue's eyes flashed with a cold light, revealing a smile of success, and the sword tactics in his hands changed.

The ghost face that was split in half by Ye Ming suddenly merged into one again, and then swallowed Ye Ming whole in one mouthful.

"Hahaha, kid, you are still too naive. When I get the Ten Thousand Ghosts Yuhun Banner in your storage bracelet, even if I leave the Ghost Blade Sect, what will it matter? With this banner, except for a few Yuanying ancestors, what do I have to fear? In the Yuanying stage, I may not be unable to challenge the top." Guo Wenyue seemed to have seen the scene of himself standing at the top of the Canglong Kingdom with the Ten Thousand Ghosts Yuhun Banner.

However, his pride did not last long, and he turned into a look of fear, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, "Puff."

Guo Wenyu raised his head with bloodshot eyes, and saw the huge ghost face that trapped Ye Ming, and it was burning with dark red flames at some point.

The flames quickly covered the entire ghost face, and under the burning of the dark red flames, the ghost face kept roaring, and the whole face was irregularly distorted until it was burned out by the flames.

Ye Ming slowly walked out and looked at Guo Wenyue coldly, "Is this all you have? It's really disappointing. If you don't have any other means, I'll die."

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Ming shot towards Guo Wenyue, and the blood of the blood resentment sword in his hand surged. Before the flying sword got close, Guo Wenyue had already been hit by the resentment in it, and his mind was shaken and trance.

When he came to his senses, he saw that the blood resentment was already close.

"No, I can't die, I can't die yet. I am the elder of the Yuhun Sect. How can you kill me?" Guo Wenyue roared in fear, and at the same time, he used all his spiritual power to set up a shield in front of him.

"Sizzle~"

The Blood Resentment Sword directly tore his shield, and then pierced his heart with a sword.

Guo Wenyue died unwillingly in Ye Ming's hands. A dark red gas was swallowed by the Blood Resentment Sword as he died.

After Ye Ming took off his storage bracelet, the Corpse Raising Tree reached out and swallowed it directly.

It was just right for Mao Xiaozei. This guy was still in the process of building a perfect foundation. After swallowing the blood beads transformed by Guo Wenyue, he should be able to break through to the early stage of the Golden Core.

On the other side, the Butcher Zombie faced the Monk Wuchen, and the other three zombies faced the Ghost Shadow Real Person.

After the Butcher Zombie swallowed the Monk Wuhai, his strength increased greatly, and he was no weaker than the Monk Wuchen.

In addition, Monk Wuchen was in a large formation, and he had to resist the Yin Qi and corpse poison in the Yin Sha Corpse Refining Formation at all times, which consumed a huge amount of spiritual power.

Even when he faced the butcher zombie alone, he was actually at a disadvantage.

The butcher zombie's butcher knife had a sharper blade, and every strike seemed to cut through the void. Coupled with its terrifying power, Monk Wuchen felt a huge force coming every time he fought against it with the Zen stick, which made his wrist hurt and his blood vessels feel like they were about to be broken.

In addition, the butcher zombie's butcher knife skills became more and more mature.

Ye Ming saw it and summarized it into four moves: cutting the throat, peeling the skin, pulling the tendons, and removing the bones.

Each move seemed strange and domineering, and each move was aimed at the vital points.

"Ah~"

At this moment, a scream came from not far away. Monk Wuchen turned his head and saw Monk Ruhui being bitten on the neck by a zombie.

Blood flowed towards the zombie.

The light in Monk Ruhui's eyes gradually faded.

"Ruhui, my son~" Monk Wuchen roared, and bravely endured the attack from the butcher zombie, and rushed towards Monk Ruhui.

With just one blow, the zombie that devoured Monk Ruhui was beaten into a pool of meat paste by Monk Wuchen.

Monk Wuchen looked at Monk Ruhui lying in his arms with tears in his eyes. Even if he had thousands of words in his heart, he didn't know where to start.

Monk Ruhui's eyes, which had been scattered, struggled to gather again when he heard Monk Wuchen's words "Ruhui my son". He stared at Monk Wuchen in a daze, wanting to ask something, but the corpse poison in his body had already erupted, and he finally closed his eyes.

"Ah~" Seeing Monk Ruhui die in his arms, Monk Wuchen screamed miserably.

"Fuck, there is such a big melon in Qingxin Temple. I thought, this old monk was about to die, but when he ran away, he actually brought the little monk with him. It turned out to be his own child." On the roof next to him, Yujin laughed with a melon-eating look.

"Hehe, as a Buddhist, he actually doesn't abide by the rules and regulations. He really deserves to be punished. It seems that my monkey who stole peaches should pay more attention to this group of monks and help them abstain from sex, so as to prevent them from being lustful after eating and drinking." The little Mao thief said with a smile, gesturing with his right hand.