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Guard Leader was enraged by Ling Ye's way of fighting and turned around. She wanted to reach out to grab Ling Ye, but she was unable to do so.
Only now did he suddenly realize that his body had unknowingly been wrapped in two loops of chains, tightly locking his two arms.
Ah!" cried the guard leader, but it was too late for him to break free of the chain. Without any warning, a black flame suddenly ignited in Ling Ye's palm, which was pulling on the chain. The black flame followed the chain and burned all the way to the guard leader's body.
The speed at which the Black Fire spread was simply too fast. In just the blink of an eye, Guard Leader's entire body was already covered by the black flames.
"Fire of Darkness? Spirit Cultivator of the Inner Sect of Dark? "
Guard Leader was shocked, but under the Fire of Darkness's burning, the spirit armor around his body quickly turned from a solid state to a gaseous one, transforming into spirit energy. Very quickly, all the spirit armor around his body was melted, the Fire of Darkness directly burned into his flesh.
"Aiya ~ ~ ~" Guard Leader let out a heart-wrenching scream. A huge amount of spirit energy was emitted from his body, and his huge body fell to the ground with a thud.
In his battle with, Ling Ye had always been in a passive position, but with a single retaliation, he had taken the other party's life.
After absorbing all the spirit energy in the air, Ling Ye fiercely retracted his arm. Along with the clanging sounds of the chains, the corpse was forcibly cut into two parts by the chains. No blood sprayed onto the ground, shocking everyone. It was as if all the blood in the corpse had been sucked out.
The leader of the guards had been killed by Ling Ye in a flash, which boosted the morale of the men in the darkness. Everyone shouted out in unison. One by one, they put away their swords and took out their sabers. For a time, the sabers flew up and down in the air, shuttling back and forth. Occasionally, a guard would hit him and fall down. Not long after, under the fierce attacks of the dark people, the guards at the back of the mountain could no longer hold on, leaving more than ten corpses behind. The rest of the people all ran into the depths of the forest.
Seeing that all the guards at the back of the mountain had retreated, Ling Ye heaved a sigh of relief. Now that their escape from the Divine Pool had been exposed, they couldn't delay any longer.
"Yes sir!" The people of Gloomy agreed in unison. They carried the injured on their backs and followed Ling Ye, continuing to rush out of the mountain.
However, not long after they left, they heard someone shout from behind them, "The Divine Pool forbidden grounds are not a place where you can come and go as you please!" Following the loud and clear voice, Ling Yan led a large number of You Ming personnel and caught up from behind.
In terms of individual cultivation, their You Ming were only above the dark, they were definitely not below the dark. Now that their You Ming had already caught up, it would not be so easy for them to get rid of them again. Someone quickly rushed to Ling Ye's side and said anxiously: "Ye, it's the You Ming people that have caught up!"
"You Ming? "It came so fast ?" Ling Ye took a deep breath. Normally, the person who would come into most contact with darkness would be You Ming, so Ling Ye was extremely clear about the strength of You Ming. He frowned and asked, "Who is the leader of the group?"
"It's Ling Yan!" The Youan Crew said in a low voice.
"It's him!" Ling Ye stopped in his tracks, muttered to himself for a moment, turned back, and split up from his own side, quickly walking out of the crowd.
The moment he walked out of the crowd, Ling Yan immediately leaped and appeared in front of him. At the same time, the You Ming staff following behind fanned out and slowly surrounded the people from the darkness.
"Ling Yan, the two of us have always been calm, this time, I do not want to fight you. You take your own path, I will take my own path!" Ling Ye stared at Ling Yan, and said solemnly.
"Haha ?" Ling Yan laughed out loud, shook his head and said: "Ling Ye, you have betrayed the Divine Pool and the Holy King, do you really think you can escape? Put down your weapon and disperse your spirit energy. Surrender, the Holy King might be able to open up a net and spare your lives. "
Ling Ye laughed upon hearing this, and asked back: "Do you know why we want to kill Long Qiu?"
Hearing his words, the faces of everyone in the You Ming around changed. Each of their eyes revealed a fierce light, and their bodies emitted a strong killing intent. Ling Yan did not reply, he only narrowed her eyes and stared at him coldly.
"According to Holy King's orders, Long Qiu and you wanted to set up a feast and poison us to death. Long Qiu has already told me this, are you still going to tell me that Holy King is going to give me a chance to live?" Ling Ye asked harshly.
Ouch! Long Qiu had actually mentioned this matter, if he died, then this was what he deserved! Ling Yan raised his head, and said with a smile that did not reach his eyes: "That's right, Holy King wants to exterminate you, but you cannot be blamed for that. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for being Spirit Cultivator of Dark, and not being able to see the light of it.
Ling Ye was enraged, his eyes almost spitting fire. He involuntarily took a step forward and bellowed: "We are humans, not animals ?"
Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Ling Yan waved his hand and interrupted him, "What's the difference between Spirit Cultivator of Dark and livestock? For you to be able to survive until today is already something that Holy King has loved deeply. Now that you have been forced by the circumstances, why would it be wrong for Holy King to take back your lives? "
Ling Ye no longer spoke, he already had nothing to say. It turned out that in the eyes of the people from the Divine Pool, the Spirit Cultivator of Dark was so pathetic that it was inferior to a beast.
He slowly raised the sabre in his hand and faintly said, "We can only see who lives and who dies on the battlefield."
Ling Yan laughed and asked: "You want to fight with me?" As he spoke, he shook his head and mumbled: "Foolish people usually have the habit of overestimating themselves. Fine, since you want to die, then I, Ling Yan, will grant you that wish!"
He slowly pulled out the sword at his side, held it upside down in his hand, and proudly said to his back: "Ling Ye, make your move!"
Ling Ye more or less knew about Ling Yan. He was the leader of the spies under the Holy King, the one in charge of gathering information. In the Divine Pool, he was one of the most mysterious people.
Ling Ye often met him, whenever Ghastly Shadow went on a mission, most of the information would come from Ling Yan, but he had never seen Ling Yan fight with others, so Ling Ye really did not know much about his Spirit Force.
He took a deep breath and waved his hand to the dark crowd behind him, signaling them to all retreat and make way for him. Everyone understood, and they slowly retreated.
Without any warning, Ling Ye suddenly shouted loudly, and the wheel blade in his hand flew out, straight towards Ling Yan's neck. The latter stood up, not waiting for the wheel blade to fly up, and only when it was three inches away from his neck, did the Spirit Sword behind him suddenly swing out, with a crisp sound, the wheel blade was bounced far away, under the pulling force of the chain, even Ling Ye's body staggered.
Ah, Ling Yan is such a powerful cultivator! With just a single touch, Ling Ye could already deduce that Ling Yan's cultivation was definitely higher than his own.
Just as he stabilized his body, he did not have the time to control the wheel blade to continue attacking Ling Yan. The latter had already rushed in front of him, the spirit sword in his hand pierced forward continuously, in a single breath, he attacked 13 times.
Ling Yan's movements were too fast, looking at him coldly, it seemed as though he had 13 arms, holding 13 spirit swords, he pierced towards Ling Ye's body at the same time.
He secretly cursed, how could Ling Ye dare to be careless? He retreated, and while jumping, retreated a distance of 3 metres, at the same time, he controlled the wheel blade to cut the back of Ling Yan's head.
Ling Yan's back seemed to have eyes, without even turning his head, he placed the Spirit Sword on his back, and with a clank sound, the wheel blade that was aimed at the back of his head struck the Spirit Sword, causing sparks to fly, and the wheel blade bounced back once again.
Seeing that Ling Ye's movements were nimble and quick, it would not be easy for him to defeat him with a single move,'s eyes flashed with light as the spirit sword in his hand lit up.
The countless Spirit Blade whizzed towards Ling Ye, and the latter reacted quickly, controlling the Spiritual Knife to spin in the air and hang onto a tree trunk. Immediately afterwards, Ling Ye's figure soared into the sky like lightning, jumping up the tall tree trunk, avoiding all the Spirit Demons.
Ling Yan sneered, and without even taking a breath of air, he immediately attacked upwards, striking towards Ling Ye.
Ling Ye tilted his body backwards, and fell straight down from the tree trunk. A burst of crisp sounds came from the field, as half of the trunk of the old tree was minced by the dense Spirit Blade s, and the broken branches and leaves that filled the air scattered down one by one.
"Let's see how long you can dodge!" Ling Yan did not stop for a moment, and rushed towards Ling Ye once again.
His cultivation was too profound, and he was using extremely powerful skills like Spiritual Chaos, as if they were normal moves. He casted them continuously, not giving Ling Ye the chance to breathe.
It was Ling Ye's first time encountering such a troublesome Spirit Cultivator of Light. He felt that if he continued to passively take a beating, sooner or later, he would be able to injure his opponent's hand.
Thinking of this, he steeled his heart, and the round blade in his hand suddenly shot out a blinding light. Immediately after, a huge illusion appeared above his head.
This enormous illusion was over ten feet tall, and it was completely floating in the air. In its hand was a katana the size of a vat, roaring as it flew forward.
The scattered Spirit Blade s that did not hit Ling Ye were all blocked by the illusion. It did not slow down at all and continued to fly towards Ling Yan.
"Ghost Blood Blade: Berserk!" You dare to take out such insignificant skill to make a fool of yourself?! " As he spoke, Ling Yan raised the spirit sword high up in the air. Following the appearance of thousands of rays of multicolored light, he also completed the Spirit Transformation of Weapon.
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Weng! * The spirit sword descended, releasing a muffled sound that caused one's chest to ring. At the same time, a gigantic spirit sword materialized in mid air, flying straight down, smashing straight into the illusion created by Ling Ye.
Clang! Ka-cha! *
The spirit sword solidly smashed into the illusion's body. That huge and terrifying illusion was actually split into two by the spirit sword along with the blade. Afterwards, the illusion's figure gradually became illusory and finally disappeared.
The Spirit Soul Blood Blade was actually dispersed by the strike, forget about the dark spectators, even Ling Ye was dumbstruck, not daring to believe what he had just witnessed.