Although the dead soldiers had been trained, their hearts were trembling at this time, and they couldn't help but feel fear.

Because Yesiheng drew his sword too quickly and too harshly!

This is a tough one!

As soon as Ye Siheng's dark and cold eyes looked at them, the dead soldier in front felt a chill sweeping through his body and stepped back.

Taking a step back means you have lost.

Ye Siheng was like a ghost, with no trace of his figure. The sword energy condensed in the long sword in his hand dispersed like water mist in the sky.

Before the dead soldier in front could resist, his head was cut off again.

In less than half a cup of tea, more than ten dead soldiers were dead!

The formation of the dead soldiers was suddenly in chaos.

Yesi Heng's hand shook slightly, and most of the blood on the sword blade was wiped away.

A trace of impatience flashed across his handsome face, "Is he worthy of being a death soldier if he is so afraid of death?"

It was getting late, and he should be at the palace right now, having dinner with Ali.

Moreover, since he was transferred to this inhospitable place, it would take some effort to get back. He didn't want to waste time here.

Many dead soldiers were finally angered and rushed forward together.

After a few sonorous sounds, Ye Siheng easily took their lives again.

He stepped forward, stepped on the gravel, and said, "Yes, that's how it should be."

The dead soldiers' throats were tight and they just wanted to tell Ye Siheng not to go any further.

The sun has completely set.

The sky seemed to be splashed with ink, and a bright moon hung high in it, emitting a gleaming light.

Yesi Heng's body was obviously stained with blood, but the cold moonlight splashed on his body, making him smooth and noble, making people feel like he was a god descended into the world.

But this god is very good at killing people.

Every time they took a step forward, the dead soldiers took a step back.

Yesi Heng was finally annoyed and they didn't dare to come, so he took the initiative to go.

He passed over, the sword was in his hand freely, the cold light flashed across, and one person fell to the ground.

The night wind in the mountains is cold and cold.

At this moment, there are less than twenty dead soldiers left.

They had obviously fought with all their strength, but no one could survive a single move under Yesi Heng's hands, and he seemed to have endless inner strength and strength, without any sign of fatigue.

The dead soldiers have reached a dead end.

"Use Condensation Pill!" Suddenly, a dead soldier shouted.

But the other dead soldiers were hesitant.

This Condensation Pill can increase one's internal strength tenfold in an instant, but in this way, both mental strength and internal strength will be exhausted. Even if they can defeat Yesi Heng, they will be dead.

Yesi Heng frowned slightly, he didn't expect that they also had the killer move of Condensation Pill.

Although he is not tired, if more than ten people take the medicine and unleash their potential, it may be difficult to deal with them.

In order not to increase the difficulty, Ye Siheng's eyes darkened and his figure flew past, killing as many as he could.

The dead soldiers were still hesitant, but seeing how fierce Ye Siheng was, they knew that even if they didn't take the elixir, they would have to die here.

But if you take it, you may still be able to complete the mission!

The last eight people quickly took out the elixir and swallowed it.

In an instant, the figures of these eight people seemed to become taller and stronger, and their breaths also changed.

Ye Siheng narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his wrist, and the sword reflected the half-moon. He lightly opened his thin lips: "Come on."

The internal strength of the eight people has been greatly improved. At this moment, both Qinggong and moves are more powerful than before.

They all attacked together, but Ye Siheng dodged while counterattacking.

The sword energy was flying like a coiled dragon, still fierce and extraordinary, but the eight dead men could already catch his sword moves!

Swords flashed, blood splattered.

After a cup of tea, Ye Siheng found the flaw and dealt with the two dead soldiers, but he already felt a little tired.

His arm was also scratched, blood stained his sleeves, slowly flowing down, and the back and palms of his hands were a bloody red.

The remaining six dead soldiers were also surprised.

Their skills had obviously increased tenfold, but Ye Siheng was not only able to resist, but also killed two of them.

One can imagine how high Ye Siheng's martial arts skills are.

What kind of monster is he?!

"We can't fight anymore, we only have a little time left!" said a dead soldier.

"Who doesn't know!" Another dead soldier gritted his teeth. If they could kill Ye Siheng, they would have killed him long ago!

"Don't give him a chance to breathe!"

The six men attacked again with weapons in hand.

Yesi Heng's face was cold, his hands were a little slippery because they were stained with blood, and within two moves, the sword was hacked away.

The six people were extremely excited, and their eyes were filled with a deeper murderous intent.

Yesi Heng has no weapons, this is the best opportunity!

Kill him!

The six people shouted in their hearts, with only one thought.

Six rays of cold light were approaching from all directions, making it impossible for Ye Siheng to escape.

A sharp look flashed in Ye Siheng's eyes, and he used his hands to perform martial arts. The powerful internal force spread from his dantian to the outside, creating a strong wind.

The sleeves and robe are also tumbling violently!

The weapons of the six people were suppressed by his internal force, making it difficult for them to move even half an inch.

Their faces couldn't hide their surprise. After fighting with them to this extent, Ye Siheng actually had such inner strength!

The moonlight was obscured by clouds and mist, revealing only a faint outline.

The world fell into darkness.

At this moment, Ye Siheng no longer looked like a god, but instead looked like a Rakshasa from hell.

The movement of both hands is reversed.

Clang!!!

Six times in a row!

All the swords are broken!

The six people were also shaken back by the powerful internal force and fell several meters away. Although the effect of the elixir had not yet expired, their heart veins had been shattered and they were vomiting blood.

However, Ye Siheng still wanted to go towards one of them.

The damage to the heart of that man was not too serious. The other five were either dying or had expired, but he was the only one who could still move.

The night was dark, and he couldn't see Ye Siheng's face clearly. He could only hear the footsteps, which made him feel creepy.

He tried his best to move back while grabbing the weeds and gravel on the ground, chanting: "Don't... don't come over, don't come over."

Just let him die peacefully.

Ye Siheng kicked a sword casually and reached the dead soldier's side: "Where's the horse?"

"Ah?" The dead man was stunned.

"How else did you get here?" Ye Siheng was extremely impatient.

"We didn't come here on horseback."

Yesi Heng stabbed directly with his sword, and specifically picked the most painful place, "This place should be quite far from Kyoto. If you don't ride a horse, is it possible that you are walking?"

The dead man screamed and replied, "No, it was the Taoist priest who drew a huge talisman array and sent us over in batches."

"Then where is this place? Which way to go back to Kyoto?" Ye Siheng stabbed him again.

The dead soldier had beads of sweat rolling down his forehead and sobbed: "I don't know either... We were all gathered to carry out the mission, and we didn't even ask any questions."

Ye Siheng was even more displeased: "I didn't know the answer to the question. If I had known, I would have taken your life."

Only then did the dead man realize that it was Yesi Heng who had deliberately left his hand behind.

Why is he so miserable?!

What's even worse is that Ye Siheng turned around and didn't care about himself anymore.

The dead man stared at his figure with wide eyes: "You... you should kill me before leaving."

Be a good person, please!
Chapter completed!