Before Ye Mulian could say a complete sentence, in the distance, in the dark jungle, a dark figure flashed across like lightning.

Her eyes widened in shock, and she looked carefully at the direction where the black shadow had just flown.

But in the blink of an eye, the black shadow flashed less than fifty meters away from them.

She backed away slowly, raised her hand, and pointed behind Ye Liancheng.

"Then... you... behind you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sound of air flow sounded by Ye Liancheng's ears.

Ye Liancheng suddenly turned around, and the shining silver sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed.

In the void, sword light floated, and a strong fighting spirit lingered around Ye Liancheng.

Black shadows flew in, and the sword light flew away fiercely.

Unexpectedly, Ye Liancheng had mastered the art of three swords and four blades to the point where he could use it freely.

Three swords means that every time he swings it, the power of three swords will be produced.

The four-edged sword is the sword light wielded by the three phantom swords, which is transformed into a blade, and then divided into fourteen small swords, resulting in a composite four-edged sword.

Its power is as heavy as Mount Tai.

The sound of "rumbling" and the power of the three swords and four blades knocked down a tree in front of him.

The ground fell into a big pit.

Ye Mulian came back to her senses from the loss of her soul.

He quickly picked up the phoenix whip in his hand, raised his head, and looked at the tall tree.

When Ye Liancheng attacked the black shadow, the black shadow jumped up to the top of the tree in an instant.

Ye Mulian became more vigilant: "Hurry up and call someone, if it's really some kind of heart-stealing traitor, you and I will both die."

Standing upside down on the tree, a man dressed in black had a faint smile on his lips.

A hidden weapon with a killing light on his wrist was pointed at the person below.

But he paused in his movements, turned back, and glanced at some twigs beside him.

When the wind whistled, she broke off a branch and placed it on a delicate container tied to her wrist.

The target was aimed at Ye Mulian, and then moved to Ye Liancheng's head.

But there was no rush to launch.

The smile in the woman's eyes deepened, and she released the hidden weapon in her hand.

The "whooshing" air flow echoed in the ears of the two people who were looking for the shadow man below.

Ye Liancheng exclaimed: "Be careful."

"Dang." The long and thin branch was firmly inserted into Ye Liancheng's tied hair.

Ye Mulian exclaimed: "Your head."

Ye Liancheng suddenly raised his hand and stroked a slender branch stuck above his head, then took it off, looked at it and threw it away.

Then he raised his head and shouted at the tree: "Who are you? Come out and don't be a ghost. It's you who caused those monsters."

Ye Liancheng's roar echoed in the forest.

But no matter how he shouted, the man hiding among the dense trees would not come out.

It seemed like he was playing hide and seek with him.

That man was actually happy to play with him.

Then he broke off a few more long and thin branches, but this time he took out a knife and cut the ends of the twigs very sharply.

Finally, the twigs were loaded into the concealed weapon one by one.

As soon as the button was turned, the "whirring" sound came out again.

This time, not one, but countless small and sharp branches shot towards them.

From below, the sound of "rang, rang, rang" was heard, swinging a sword and cutting branches.

At this time, the wind in the forest was abnormal.

Listen, the wind carries the howling sound of ghosts crying.

The swaying trees also became irregular.
Chapter completed!