The Supreme Realm of Fighting Break

Chapter 705 Chaos is immortal and angry dragon ([-])

The speed of the three of them was very fast, and the shadows of the trees around them kept passing by.

Just when the three of them passed through a tall and straight eucalyptus forest, a shrill scream made the three of them stop in their tracks.

"what happened?"

Such a heart-piercing sound suddenly sounded in the dead forest, it was really creepy, Jing Wuchen couldn't help asking in surprise.

Long Yi shot his spear and looked warily in the direction of the source of the sound.

"Over there." Xiao Yan raised his brows, pointed to a dense forest on the left, and said, "There are about [-] Dou Emperors. It should have been the end of the fight between the two sides. When my soul power arrived, there were no more Standing man."

"To die together?" Jing Wuchen curled his lips, rubbed his face and joked, "Such a good thing happened to us, wouldn't all the spoils be for nothing?"

"I always wonder if this is too much of a coincidence?"

Hearing Jing Wuchen's words, a look of hesitation appeared on Long Yi's face, how could they all die so soon after hearing the screams?

"This forest is so big that we don't know how many emperors are fighting each moment. We just happened to meet the right place at the right time." Jing Wuchen disagreed, "Maybe the voice just now was the last It was sent by the fallen person. Besides, according to Brother Xiao, there are only about thirty corpses, so what's the trick?"

"We don't take their gains for nothing. Anyway, it won't waste much time. Let's go."

What Jing Wuchen said was reasonable, and he had the advantage of the power of the soul, Xiao Yan showed no fear, and signaled to Long Yi that there was no need to worry.

Seeing Xiao Yan's words, Long Yi nodded obediently, and the three of them walked through the undulating canopy to the dense forest.

As far as I could see, the forest was dimly lit and a mess, with traces of fighting everywhere. Dozens of corpses lay crouched and fell on the ground, and bloodstains were splashed on the trees and fallen leaves, which testified that this place once Been through a bloodbath.

Not far from the corpse, a monster fell there, its head had been split open, and the magic core inside was nowhere to be seen.

However, it was not these that attracted the attention of Xiao Yan and the others, but the two gray-clothed men under the tree.

The two were stacked on top of each other, one's knife slashed on the other's neck, nearly halfway in, and the other's sword also pierced into his chest, and the tip of the sword came out through the back, which was shocking.

Under the bodies of the two of them, a shiny object was half hidden. The three of them took a closer look and found that this head-sized thing turned out to be a six-star magic core.

"This is a big profit! Haha, I got the six-star magic core for no reason and there are so many rings."

Jing Wuchen's handsome face was filled with joy, and he yelled that he was about to go forward to collect the spoils.

"Wait!" Xiao Yan stretched out his hand to stop Jing Wuchen's move, bit his lips lightly for a while, and then frowned slightly, "I don't know why, but I always feel something is wrong when I come here."

"What's wrong? From this look, we can tell that one party just killed the monster, but was spied on by another group of people. After a fight, both sides ended up together." Jing Wuchen felt that Xiao Yan was too careful, and continued, "Haven't we encountered such a time before, and ended up with a complete treasure map? What's more, under the detection of your soul power, brother Xiao, what else can we hide from us?"

"That being said, I still have lingering palpitations." Xiao Yan's face changed slightly, "This place is too dark, let me see clearly."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yan flicked his finger, and a ball of flames floated in the air, driving away all the darkness, and the eyes of the three of them lit up.

"Brother Xiao is worried about Soul Shadow Jue? Only he can escape Brother Xiao's soul power." Jing Wuchen pointed to the corpses in front of him and said, "Look, there is no black air floating around the corpses, so that It proves that it was not Hun Yingjue who did it. Moreover, we have been in the inner circle for so long, but we have not seen any trace of Hun Yingjue, maybe he has lost us."

Hearing Jing Wuchen's very reasonable words, Long Yi's worry was finally let go, but Xiao Yan stared at the two men in gray thoughtfully, and did not speak.

"Brother Xiao's worry is due to these two gray-clothed men?" Seeing Xiao Yan's silence, Jing Wuchen was a little embarrassed, and even chattered endlessly, "This is even more impossible. Look at the one who is facing up. Most of the knife was cut off, the wound was so big, if Hun Yingjue used the secret technique, the black energy would never be able to cover it up. As for the one whose back was pierced by the sword, although he could not see clearly from the face down, there was no black energy in the sword wound Spread, it can be seen that we are worrying too much."

"It seems that my palpitations are not aimless." Xiao Yan did not answer Jing Wuchen's words, but his face became more serious, "There is nothing abnormal about the others, but there is something strange about these two."

Jing Wuchen and Long Yi opened their eyes wide and looked carefully at the same time, but failed to find any clues.

"If the two of them fought each other to death, then the one who received such a ruthless knife on the neck must have blood gushing from the knife." Xiao Yan gritted his silver teeth, feeling even more uneasy in his heart. I came here with the snap of my fingers, and the blood should still be fresh, even bubbling. But now we can see that although there is a large amount of blood on the wound, it still seems to be less, and the blood is already a little viscous, obviously It's been dead for a while."

"There is only one explanation for this, and that is that he was stabbed after he died, because the blood has begun to coagulate after the person is dead, and the bleeding after the trauma is not as bad as before death."

"Ah? Is it really the hands and feet of Soul Shadow?"

Jing Wuchen and Long Yi were taken aback, and after careful examination, they found that what Xiao Yan said was true.

"It's absolutely true that the hands and feet are moved, but I don't know if it's not the hands and feet that are moved by the shadow of the soul."

Xiao Yan shrugged his shoulders, raised his vigilance in his heart, and the power of the soul spread instantly, covering a thousand miles around.

"What did you find?"

Long Yi knew Xiao Yan's character well, and when he saw Xiao Yan's expression, he knew that Xiao Yan was already searching around.

"No."

Xiao Yan's answer was straightforward.

"In this way, only Hun Yingjue is the most suspected. But what good is there even if this illusion is created? It can't cause us any harm."

Jing Wuchen remembered that he patted his chest and said it was okay, his face flushed red, and he asked angrily.

"Sometimes, don't be too quick to make judgments. There is no reason to offer treasures. It's either rape or theft."

Xiao Yan waved his sleeve across the air, and the two gray-clothed men who were next to each other were separated by fighting spirit. The one who was wounded by the sword turned around, facing upwards, and appeared in front of the three of them.

I saw that this one's face was pale, and there was a faint black air rising from the seven orifices; while the other one had no abnormalities, just an ordinary corpse that couldn't be more ordinary.

"Damn it! This is definitely what Hun Yingjue did!" Jing Wuchen couldn't hold back the anger in his heart after seeing it at first glance, and jumped up, "That bastard is too vicious. Let's drill! If it wasn't for brother Xiao's intuition, maybe we would fall into the hands of that bastard!"

"Fortunately, Dad saw through it, otherwise the situation would be worrisome." Long Yi was careful, but still did not lose his composure despite being angry, and asked the key point, "But why is there no black air coming out of this sword's wound?"

"That's right, how did this happen?"

Jing Wuchen also calmed down, his expression was covered in shock.

"I guess, after the assassination of manipulating the corpse outside the illusion failed, even though Hun Yingjue didn't know whether we knew about the black energy of this secret technique, he still took this possibility into account as he was very careful." Xiao Yan analyzed , "The three-foot green blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, and the sword wound is not serious. If you want to deliberately cover up the wound, it is not difficult."

"It's better to miscalculate by [-] than to miss a single mistake. This Hun Yingjue is indeed an immortal genius for assassination." Although the two were enemies, Xiao Yan couldn't help but praise Hun Yingjue, "If If my guess is correct, Soul Shadow Jue was cleverly taking advantage of the situation during the whole process, so as to minimize our suspicion."

The two of them understood Xiao Yan's words before, but they half understood what he said afterwards, and they looked at each other with confusion written all over their faces.

Seeing that the two were puzzled, Xiao Yan patiently explained——

"Hun Yingjue must have encountered two groups of people fighting here, and set up a temporary situation in a flash of inspiration."

"And when there are only two people left or there are not many people, Hun Yingjue will quickly shoot, kill them and create a false appearance."

"In addition to the dim light here, the Emperor Dou is face down, and there is a six-star magic core under his body as a temptation. The joy of seeing a treasure at first sight will make too many people feel less vigilant, and they will inevitably be unable to escape. Poisonous hands."

Xiao Yan analyzed the traces of the surrounding fights in a very detailed and thorough way. Even if he didn't guess all of them correctly, he was almost sure. The more Jing Wuchen and Long Yi heard, the more frightened they became. At the end, both of them couldn't help holding their breath.

"So, that shrill cry should be made by Hun Yingjue, not this group of people!"

When Long Yi realized it, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

(End of this chapter)