The spear passed through his chest, and Luo Yuhan stared blankly at the huge hole that appeared in his chest.
His vitality is fading away bit by bit.
He slowly raised his head and looked at Ye Qingchen, who turned pale in an instant.
Ye Qingchen looked at him without hesitation.
For a moment, Luo Yuhan regretted it.
I regret why I provoked such an evil star!
But now, regret is useless.
He has paid the price with his life for this!
"Yuhan!!"
The white-haired old man, who had just regained his clarity with all his strength, saw Luo Yuhan falling rapidly, his expression suddenly changed, and he flew to catch Luo Yuhan.
His trembling old hand reached between Luo Yuhan's nose.
Sensing that there was no flow of breath, his palms suddenly trembled violently.
Sadness and anger suddenly appeared on the old face.
"Huh... using the [Blue Dragon Soul Sword Technique] against a strong man who is half-step Holy Emperor, the soul power is consumed too much..."
Ye Qingchen's bloodless face still has not fully recovered.
"You bastard!!"
Just as he was about to take a breath of relief, the furious roar of the white-haired old man suddenly rang in his ears.
The white-haired old man was holding Luo Yuhan's body. The aura on his body was like a suppressed volcano, which might completely erupt at any time.
"Did you just do something secretly?"
If it weren't for the fact that his soul space was bombarded by the sky-raising sword shadow just now, causing the soul space to violently turbulence.
How could he not be able to save Luo Yuhan!
"What? I was too late to save people, and ended up blaming me instead?"
Facing the white-haired old man's almost selective eyes, Ye Qingchen didn't seem to be afraid at all and looked at him without hesitation.
"If you hadn't been causing trouble just now and interfering with my soul space, how could I have been too late to save Yuhan!"
The white-haired old man said viciously: "You are declaring war on my Fengling Sacred Pavilion!"
Declare war!
Any warrior on the entire Mowu Continent should be able to imagine how horrific the consequences of declaring war on a holy land would be.
However, Ye Qingchen sneered at the white-haired old man's threat and said:
"You said that I, a hidden master, would attack and interfere with the soul space of your half-step holy emperor?"
"I'm afraid you don't even believe such an outrageous excuse, right?"
Hearing this, the white-haired old man reacted and his face became a little stiff.
indeed.
According to common sense, it is absolutely impossible for a hidden master to successfully attack the soul space of a Holy Emperor!
Even if he is only a half-step Holy Emperor!
But its soul strength is definitely not something that a small hermit master can ignore!
If you forcefully attack his soul space, there will only be one outcome - and that is to suffer soul backlash!
But now, Ye Qingchen only looks like he has consumed too much, with no sign of backlash at all!
But the gray-black sword shadow he just saw in the soul space was basically the same as the pale long sword in Ye Qingchen's hand!
This made him wonder for a moment, had he just had some kind of illusion?
But the white-haired old man believed that no matter how outrageous things were, they could happen to Ye Qingchen!
Don't say anything else.
Just with the power of the hidden master, he can compete with a later overlord.
How many people in the entire Mowu Continent can do this?!
"...No matter what, you must stay with me today..."
The white-haired old man was about to say the next word "go" when he suddenly saw Ning Duankong flying slowly towards him. He was like a deflated rubber ball and did not dare to say the next word again.
"Old Shen, don't let your normal IQ deteriorate just because you stayed in this Half-Step Saint Emperor for so long."
Ning Duangkong smiled lightly and joked:
"Otherwise, if one day your degraded IQ blocks your chance to become emperor, wouldn't you be shooting yourself in the foot?"
Facing Ning Duankong's face-to-face ridicule, the white-haired old man dared not speak in anger.
"Okay, now that the battle is over, according to your previous agreement, you can take his body and return to your Wind and Thunder Sacred Pavilion."
Ning Duankong suppressed his smile and said calmly: "In addition, it was your own fault just now, which caused him to die under your own weapon."
"If you want to use the ridiculous excuse just now to mobilize the entire power of the Wind and Thunder Holy Pavilion to hunt him down."
"Then I will spread the truth of the matter and let everyone in the world see your shameless behavior in Fenglei Shengge."
Ning Duangkong paused and then said:
"Instead of activating the power of the entire Fenglei Holy Pavilion for your own selfish desires and making the Fenglei Holy Pavilion look embarrassed, you should make other choices. I believe you will make a wise judgment." Hearing this, the muscles on the white-haired old man's face were slightly agitated.
Twitched.
He knew that even if he used this excuse, the other elders of Fenglei Holy Pavilion would not only not believe him, but would also laugh at him mercilessly.
After all... a hidden master, no matter how incredible his combat power is, will never be able to successfully affect the soul space of a half-step holy emperor with his soul power!
"In this case... I will take my leave."
The mission failed. It was impossible for the white-haired old man to stay here any longer, so he quickly disappeared into the sky while holding Luo Yuhan's body.
"Hmph, these guys in Fenglei Holy Pavilion not only have extremely terrifying lethality, but their speed is also top-notch."
Ning Duankong snorted coldly: "Especially when used for escaping."
Hearing this, Ye Qingchen couldn't help but smile.
This was the first time that he had seen a big figure in one of the Holy Lands so mocking a figure in another Holy Land.
He endured the dizziness coming from the soul space, cupped his fists towards Ning Duankong and said:
"Junior Ye Qingchen, thank you senior Ning for your help."
Ning Duankong turned to look at him.
When he saw Ye Qingchen's bloodless face, he raised his eyebrows and said:
"Is it possible that what that guy said is true? You really used your soul power to attack his soul space, and you succeeded?"
In this state, Ye Qingchen looked like he was over-consumed.
But Ning Duankong had seen with his own eyes that Ye Qingchen was really over-consumed, and it would never be like this.
On the contrary, this situation is more likely to occur if the soul power is consumed too much.
Ye Qingchen did not answer his question, but said instead:
"Senior Ning, juniors are preparing to go to the 'Wusheng Mountain' for some training today."
"If it weren't for two blind guys who suddenly came out to stop me, I would have reached Wusheng Mountain by now."
"But since I met Senior Ning here, I happen to have some questions related to Wusheng Mountain and want to ask Senior Ning."
"You want to go to Wusheng Mountain?"
Ning Duangkong raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah...what's wrong?"
Ye Qingchen vaguely noticed Ning Duankong's surprise.
"It's nothing... Since you want to go to Wusheng Mountain too, why not go to Xingluohen Mountain and sit for a while first."
Ning Duankong flew in the direction of Xingluohen Mountain.
"Today happens to be the 'trial day' when our Xingluohen Mountain sends a group of disciples to Wusheng Mountain for training."