() The burnt yellow clothes are covered with countless finger-sized holes. Through the mouth of these tattered clothes, what you can see is a series of small wounds that are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ling Chen took a few heavy breaths and walked step by step towards the huge rock beside the steps with the magic sword in hand.
Under the rock, lying on his side was a handsome young man covered in blood. From the pale and bloodless face of this young man, Ling Chen suddenly saw traces of red light spreading upward.
Ling Chen felt a little lonely. He knew that A Kun's life had come to an end. The sudden red light on his face undoubtedly represented A Kun's current state as a 'sign of returning to light'.
I'm afraid it won't be long before A Kun will truly disappear into the dark world!
Ling Chen remained silent and slowly came to A Kun. He lowered his body and inserted the magic sword into his back. He looked suspiciously at A Kun's forced smile...
The entire outer sect that was fighting against Zhentian, mixed with the unwilling roars of countless disciples, and the angry roars of countless disciples before their death, seemed to be unable to reach the dense forest trail going up the mountain at Mingqi Peak. Nor could it reach the huge rock beside the trail.
The two people looked at each other silently.
This trail became silent, cut off from all the noise and roar caused by the war.
On the stairs, Ling Chen squatted down and looked at A Kun impatiently as blood continued to flow from the corner of his mouth. The black jade chessboard on A Kun's chest had been continuously feeding him pure life energy, but despite this, he still couldn't.
As a result, Akun's life breath continued to weaken.
Ling Chen, who had been silent for a long time, looked into A Kun's weak eyes and whispered;
"sorry"
"Haha, Ling...Senior Brother, you don't...don't need to say...I'm sorry. Actually...I...should thank you." Akun did not stutter the last three words, but endured his weak body
He confided it quickly.
After saying this, Akun seemed to be relieved!
This is what A Kun has always wanted to say to Ling Chen. He wants to thank Senior Brother Ling, who has never disliked him... and never ridiculed him.
In the eyes of Senior Brother Ling, there seems to be no difference between the disciples of the Auxiliary Academy and the disciples of the outer sect. A Kun understands this very well.
He was glad that he had made friends with Senior Brother Ling in a humble capacity. He was glad that he ignored the threats from other comrades and warned him to deliberately alienate Senior Brother Ling... At the same time, he was even more grateful to Senior Brother Ling for giving him the motivation to continue practicing.
"Akun, don't talk, let's fight!"
"Huhu..." Suddenly a breeze blew up on the quiet path up the mountain. A Kun, who was leaning on the rock, raised his head. He seemed to have seen the scene above Ling Chen's head, and his face changed.
, and finally glanced weakly at Ling Chen in front of him.
He was very weak, so weak that he couldn't even say a word of foreboding. The words he just said to Senior Brother Ling had consumed all his energy. Now he is dying!
"Cuckoo"
His hands were stained red with blood. Ling Chen, who had his head slightly lowered, was controlling the black jade chessboard to continue to send spiritual power towards A Kun's body. He didn't even notice the startled change on A Kun's face. In other words, Ling Chen was using Ling Chen to forge his body.
With Yimai's strong sense of perception, he should be able to detect in advance any enemy that may threaten him.
Therefore, Ling Chen just wants to hurry up and get the chance for A Kun to be defeated before he falls. Only the opportunity to be reincarnated can be obtained by being defeated!
Little did they know, in the sky above the alley that blocked out all the noise and noise from the outside world, a huge black shadow slowly floated down towards Ling Chen's head.
The gently floating black shadow was illusory and light, descending slowly like a ghost. It did not cause any fluctuations in spiritual energy along the way.
Seeing this scene, Akun finally couldn't help it anymore.
He took the last breath left in his chest, and just when he was about to remind Ling Chen, the black shadow floating down from Senior Brother Ling's head suddenly raised a sharp blade like the god of death with his hands, and swiped across it, causing sparks to fly.
A deep bloodstain appeared on Ling Chen's strong back...
The spiritual armor is broken!
The unprepared Ling Chen was struck by the death blade above his head, and suffered serious trauma. His body flew out in an instant... His brain that flew out was a little dazed for a moment...
A master in the middle stage of the mortal realm! At least a master in the middle stage of the mortal realm or above, otherwise he would not have approached him quietly. In an instant, Ling Chen, who was thrown away by the huge force, hit the hard bluestone slab hard, but
At the same time, the somewhat dull brain immediately woke up.
"Bang" The corpse where Ling Chen had been standing exploded, and a black and white chessboard covered in gurgling blood flew out from the center of the explosion. It shot back towards Ling Chen who was squatting on the ground with a sword in the distance.
Oh! Every chess piece on the chessboard between his hands was stained with blood. Ling Chen looked at the blood mist exploding in the distance with his eyes wide open. He finally bought time for A Kun to retreat.
However, his body was chopped into pieces by the sword energy that suddenly fell from the sky. There was no hope of victory, and he couldn't even get the last chance of reincarnation. A Kun completely disappeared from this world.
So ruthless! Not even allowed to retreat?
Killing intent! Unbridledly filled the air from Ling Chen's body...
No matter how strong the newcomer's cultivation level is, before the other disciples from Mingqi Peak arrive, they must be killed with thunderous means! Otherwise, the disaster will be endless.
This thought passed through my mind like lightning. Ling Chen resisted the huge scar on his back, and the demonic energy exploded under his feet, and he rushed resolutely into the exploding blood mist.
He had to explore, and there was no doubt that now was the best time. This sword energy falling from the sky could forcibly break through his body-protecting spiritual armor. It must have consumed too much spiritual energy, and he would never be able to use such a powerful attack again in a short time.
means.
"Demon Transformation from Outside the Territory" Ling Chen, who was running fast, was wrapped in demonic energy and stepped into the air again. The space wrapped in layers of demonic energy suddenly distorted, and then the demonic energy dissipated, but Ling Chen's body was missing.
Half a shadow.
The next moment, in the center where the blood mist had not completely dissipated, a slightly heavy roar sounded. Then a tall black figure waved towards a certain point in the void in front of him, waving his arms and slamming forward...
"Click"
The roaring shock wave hit the void, and immediately, a man in rickety clothes was forced to appear. It was Ling Chen!
Retreat! Ling Chen, who had just been forced out, was shocked. He felt how powerful the person coming was! He was about to retreat but was still a step too late. Looking at the fierce attack that suddenly appeared in the blood mist, he had no choice but to swing his sword to block it.
block.
bang
The demonic energy and sword energy exploded and clashed, and there was a sound like muffled thunder. Ling Chen only felt a huge force coming from the sword body, as strong as a battering ram. There was a buzzing in his ears, and the blood in his chest rolled.
Not only that, he was repelled by the black shadow in the blood mist.
Traces of blood flowed from Ling Chen's palms, which looked horrifying, and his arms suffered serious wounds...
Hissing Lingchen took a few breaths and fought twice. The bodies of the body-forging lineage were all traumatized to varying degrees. Although he could barely fight against the enemy, this terrifying power made Lingchen feel weak.
Ling Chen, who was repulsed, thrust the magic sword into the ground with both hands, dragging out long ravines on the bluestone slab, and then stopped the rapidly retreating figure.
"簌猌"
Raising his head, Ling Chen looked up at the dense forest above his head. A series of piercing sounds surged down from the mountainside of Mingqi Peak. In almost the blink of an eye, several Mingqi Peak disciples with extremely obscure auras stood around Ling Chen.
The blood mist dissipated, and tall figures wearing black cloaks surrounded Ling Chen.
Ling Chen, who was squatting on the spot with his sword in hand, had a calm expression. His face did not change at all due to the sudden arrival of four Mingqi Peak disciples. His eyes had been wandering to the place where Akun's body was blown to pieces.
From that tall black shadow, Ling Chen felt an extremely terrifying power.
After repeated exchanges of blows, if the first time it was because of the sneak attack by this black shadow, it would be okay, but the second time they faced each other head-on, he suffered heavy trauma again. Ling Chen clearly sensed the terrifying power contained in this black shadow's body.
.
Compared with the four Mingqifeng disciples who were in the early stages of the mortal realm blocking him around him, Ling Chen was more concerned about the movements of this black shadow.
"I didn't expect the disciples of Xie Yun Peak to sneak into my famous peak. The elders on both sides have not yet decided the outcome. You guys are so brave." The black shadow looked straight at Ling Chen.
Only a pair of dark red pupils were exposed under the cloak, and the specific expression of the black figure could not be seen clearly.
"I am going to sneak into Mingqi Peak on this trip just to find an old friend. I don't want to have any grudge with you. Please consider that we are all classmates in the past and can you give me a convenience."
Ling Chen's face was calm, and there was no hint of timidity on his face! If the other party really allowed him to let him go, he would leave decisively. After all, he was facing four disciples of the same level at the same time plus a strong man with unfathomable cultivation! He would win.
The probability is less than three levels!
"Jiejie... You kid can't fly now. Why don't you join me in Mingqi Peak? Once Xie Yun Peak is destroyed, then the whole of Taiyi will belong to Mingqi Peak." The four middle-aged monks expressed their feelings.
Looking at Ling Chen, he laughed unscrupulously.
"What do you think? Join us or..." The tall black figure in the center stared closely at Ling Chen, and did not laugh out loud with the four disciples around him. The young man carrying the chessboard in front of him turned out to be a physical training master.
Although the strong men of the Forged Sword Peak and Evil Cloud Peak had already known that they were from the same camp, no one wanted to face the body-forging monks who could often surpass the level of challenge.
Because the monks of the body-forging lineage are famous for their physical strength and fighting methods! They fight extremely crazy and desperately, and often the higher-level monks of Mingqi Peak fall into the hands of the fighting madmen of Zhujian Peak.
, although there were four companions around at the moment, the black shadow still felt that something was wrong.