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Volume Two, Above the Cloud Realm, Chapter 160, Fierce Battle (2)

Ye Yuntian wanted to fight quickly, and because of the failure of the previous sword, when he used this move to capture the dragon, he pushed his whole body to the extreme, and the sharp energy came out of his body, shaking the hunter in his robes.

Sound.

The head of the man in the black cloak suddenly deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye, but suddenly, the black hole in his mind suddenly shook, and a bang spread out, violently colliding with Ye Yuntian's grapple.

The dragon hands clashed together.

With a bang, Ye Yuntian was shaken all over, and he suddenly stepped back more than ten steps. His right hand could not help but tremble violently.

At the same time, the restraint technique on the man in the black cloak was also forcibly broken free.

Ye Yuntian didn't expect that those three black vortexes that he couldn't see through contained such powerful power that even the body-imprisonment technique couldn't stop them!

Ye Yuntian had no intention of fighting anymore, so he immediately used his escape technique and dived into the water.

The man in the black cloak in front of him was flying too fast in the air, and he couldn't escape at all. He might be able to escape by diving into the water.

The man in the black cloak looked at Ye Yuntian's leaving figure with an extremely gloomy expression. He originally had three means to save his life, but the boy in front of him used two of them in the blink of an eye. How could he let the boy in front of him leave?

"Want to escape? Idiot's dream!"

The man in the black cloak sneered, dodged his figure, and plunged into the water.





In a mountain forest more than a hundred miles north of the first source point, there were two galloping figures.

They were Zhen Deyu and Elder Yang who came from Star City to explore the first source point. The two of them took the teleportation array to the vicinity of the first source point. The distance of more than a hundred miles was nothing to them.

Zhen Deyu glanced at Elder Yang who was standing aside, and then looked at the surrounding environment. His footsteps suddenly stagnated, and he was instantly behind Elder Yang by several feet.

"What's wrong?"

Elder Yang also slowed down his steps and turned around to ask.

Poof!

A sharp long sword pierced Elder Yang's vest and came out from his chest, blood dripping down the tip of the sword.

Zhen Deyu, who was traveling with him, was the only one who could attack a strong man like Elder Yang, who was at the eighth level of Xuanwu, without any warning.

After all, Elder Yang was experienced. He was suddenly stabbed with a sword. The shock on his face flashed away. He gathered a palm sword as fast as he could, turned around and slashed at Zhen Deyu.

The sharp energy covering the palm of his hand grazed Zhen Deyu's scalp and cut off his hair. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been decapitated by Elder Yang's turn.

Zhen Deyu even lost the sword in his hand and fell back more than ten feet. There was a look of lingering fear on his face and he praised: "Elder Yang, you are worthy of being a strong man at the eighth level of Xuanwu. You are really powerful!"

"Why did you attack me? Could it be that the accident at the first source point had something to do with you?" Elder Yang asked with a frown. At the same time, he broke the long sword on his chest and shook the broken sword out of his body with one palm.

Poof!

There was another sound, and Elder Yang's movements suddenly stopped. He looked down at a withered palm growing out of his chest with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

But this time, Elder Yang did not have the strength to turn around and fight back again, because that palm contained an extremely strange power, which drained all the cultivation and blood from his body in an extremely short period of time. In addition, these two penetrations

Injured, Elder Yang's eyes gradually lost their sparkle.

A man wearing a black cloak appeared strangely behind Elder Yang. This man had a long face and was very pale. He pulled his right hand out of Elder Yang's body and threw Elder Yang to the ground.

Then, he stretched out his long tongue and licked the blood on the back of his hand, looking like he was enjoying it.

When Zhen Deyu saw the scene in front of him, he felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit.

"Since you decided to wait until the tower point to take action, why did you take action earlier?" Zhen Deyu endured the physical discomfort and asked.

The long-faced man said: "There is a reason for taking action in advance. Just follow the instructions. If you know too much, you will die prematurely."

Zhen Deyu snorted coldly and said: "I don't want to worry too much about your affairs. I just want to remind you not to underestimate the enemy. If someone escapes from the first source, the final operation will most likely fail!"

"Don't worry, in order to swallow up the first source point, this time we sent the youngest to do it himself. He has the cultivation of the fourth level of Xuanwu, and with the cooperation of the formation, not even a bird can fly out, and the academy's assessment

Those guys have no other possibility except to be refined into mummies." The long-faced man chuckled and said, "The first source point will return to normal soon. You go back immediately and stabilize the guys in the academy and Fanxing City first.

.”

Zhen Deyu snorted lightly, turned around and galloped away.

The long-faced man looked at the direction Zhen Deyu left, and the smile on his lips became even stronger.

It feels so good to have everything under control.

Suddenly, the bell on the waist of the long-faced man vibrated. He put the bell to his ear, and his face gradually turned from sunny to cloudy, and then dark clouds gathered.

"Wei Qing, this loser, missed such a trivial matter!"

The long-faced man put away the bell, cursed loudly, and quickly moved towards the first point of origin.

Qi Tonghui and Zhu Yihui walked along the river bank for dozens of miles before stopping. Her body was severely injured and she couldn't walk alone.

She put Zhu Yihui aside, then took out a transmission note, activated the talisman, and said to the talisman: "Dad, something happened at the first source point. Countless corpses suddenly appeared under the river, and there was also a fourth-level Xuanwu

The manipulator, all the assessment disciples in the first source point were wiped out, I escaped with the help of Ye Yuntian, please inform the college about this immediately and send someone to rescue Ye Yuntian and me."

"Okay, hold on..."

A simple and steady voice came from the other side of the talisman, and the talisman suddenly disappeared.

The transmission talisman in her hand was not too advanced and could only transmit a few words, but it was enough. She had already passed the message to her father.

Listening to her father's calm voice, she breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed her nervousness. She glanced behind her. She was a little worried about Ye Yuntian.

But she understood that it was useless to worry. She took out two handfuls of pills, put one into Zhu Yihui's mouth, and the other into her own mouth.

Whether he is escaping or helping Ye Yuntian, he must quickly regain his strength.

She sat cross-legged, ran her exercises quickly, and began to recover.

While she was recovering rapidly, a small figure appeared on the water in the distance, wearing a black cloak and a long face. It was the one who killed Elder Yang.

He glanced around. It was empty and quiet, with only the sound of running water.

He closed his eyes, raised his hands, formed several mudras in succession, and fell into silence, his clothes billowing in the wind.

After about a stick of incense, he suddenly opened his eyes and locked his eyes in the direction of Qi Tonghui, with a cold smile on his lips.


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