The Peerless Villain of Martial Arts

Chapter 173 The Ghost Sword
It wasn't until Yi Cheng, the owner of the Yi family, returned to the Yi family and sat in his study, that this feeling of uneasiness dissipated a little.

He knew in his heart that his alliance with the head of the Lin family was undoubtedly seeking skin from a tiger, but he had no other choice. After he became the king, he had to stand in line, otherwise this would be something that the Lin and Qin families could not tolerate.

Because if the Yi family does not stand in line at this moment, in their eyes, it is a time bomb, so they must stand in line, otherwise the two families will destroy the rookie Yi family at the same time.

Exhaling a foul breath, Yi Cheng also stopped thinking about those things that bothered him. Counting the time, it is already past one o'clock in the morning.

The sense of uneasiness in his heart was getting worse and worse, which made him sleepless. He rarely had such a strong feeling, and his perception was very strong, but at the moment, he didn't feel any trouble in the Yi family.

So he strongly suppressed the sense of uneasiness in his heart. At this moment, he didn't go to sleep, but sat up from the bed. He frowned, thinking in his heart.

He didn't know why he felt this way now, so he was very cautious and raised all his senses to the extreme in order to prepare in advance.

It would be fine if this uneasiness lasted for a short time, but since he left the Lin family, this uneasiness has become more and more intense, and it reached its peak when he arrived home.

Warriors can sense the time from the sky and the earth, and it is still 5 minutes away from two o'clock in the morning. At this time, this sense of uneasiness gradually disappears.

This made Yi Cheng feel relieved, maybe he will be fine tonight.

"Maybe the thing that made me feel threatened has gone." Yi Cheng said in a low voice, and then lay down.

The next moment, a scimitar pierced through the window, and Yi Cheng woke up suddenly, but he was powerless, the scimitar cut across his neck, and then the scimitar flew back. Yi Cheng's last eyes were to see a pair of Scarlet eyes.

"Ho ho ho" Yi Cheng woke up from his dream, his head was sweating profusely, and his eyes were full of fear.

"It turns out that everything just now was a dream, ho ho." Yi Cheng muttered to himself, his eyes full of fear.

Then he sensed the time, and it was one o'clock in the morning, five minutes before two o'clock in the morning, which made Yi Cheng heave a sigh of relief, "This is just a dream, it's false, why should it be taken seriously?" Lie comfortably on the bed.

After a while, Yi Cheng heard a slight noise outside, then sat up quietly, put on his shoes and socks, and quietly walked out of the room. Looking into his eyes, he saw a figure running non-stop on the wall.

"Is this the person who makes me uneasy?" Yi Cheng murmured to himself, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, it happened that he had just entered the realm of the king, and no one asked him to practice well. practice.

In an instant, Yi Cheng burst out with momentum, a burst of momentum from the king.

The figure seemed to feel something, so it moved more quickly, and an astonishingly feminine saber intent emerged from its body.

When Yi Cheng wanted to chase after the figure, he didn't notice that there was a person standing quietly behind him, without any aura leaking from his body, as if he had merged with the darkness.

The next moment, a dark red knife light flashed, very quickly, and the long and narrow blade swept over with a tyrannical and dark aura, and Yi Cheng felt the deadly aura in an instant.

It was completely subconscious that the whole body burst out of gang qi. Although it did not block the sharp knife, it made him retreat a little and only scratched his chest.

The moment drops of bright red blood flowed down, Li Chenzhou's dark red scimitar absorbed the blood out of thin air. Li Chenzhou could clearly feel that the ghost knife in his hand was thirsting for more blood.

Perhaps it was because Yi Cheng's blood was much better than ordinary people's. After all, it was the blood shed by the king, and Ghost Saber was eager for that person's blood.

It needs more blood.

"Congenital high-level?" At the moment Yi Cheng was stunned, a gloomy sword light lit up, cutting off Yi Cheng's right arm instantly.

Yi Cheng cried out in pain, and hastily tore it away. His kingly aura had no effect in resisting this knife.

"No spiritual power, no cultivation? How is this possible?" Yi Cheng gasped. He was shocked by this strange combination. With his king's aura, even if he was attacked by an ordinary strong man, he would not be able to break him. Gang Qi.

And that innate high-level martial artist cut off his head with a single slash. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have had his head cut off by this slash. Gang Qi, and cut a big hole in his chest.

There is also that weird scimitar, which can actually suck his own blood, and those scarlet eyes, which make Yi Cheng a little unacceptable. When he was born, it was very difficult to step up, and this person is beyond his own. imagined.

And that martial artist with no cultivation base was even more terrifying. With his body and sword intent, he cut off his right arm. The flash of the sword made Yi Cheng unable to react.

The young man with scarlet eyes, with a feminine appearance, was dressed in a dark red robe and a dark red scimitar, and his cultivation was innately high.

As for the uncultivated martial artist, there seemed to be a smile on his face forever, but in Yi Cheng's view, this smile was very boring and disgusting.

He didn't care about cutting off his right arm. In the king's realm, a broken arm can be restored, unless he encounters some troublesome aura that can block the repair of his right arm.

But it is impossible to repair it at this moment, because repairing a broken arm requires too much spiritual power. If it is repaired at this time, it will take a lot of spiritual power and the gain outweighs the gain.

Yi Cheng thought about all this in an instant, and he understood that at this moment, the two Lin and Yi families were joining forces against them. These two people were undoubtedly invited by the Qin family.

All of this is a conspiracy of the Qin family, for tonight, presumably the Qin family has already gone to the Lin family, so that the Lin family cannot withdraw to support him.

"Who are you?" Yi Cheng took a few steps back and said with a serious expression.

The moment he just fought, he knew that although the two of them took advantage of the sneak attack, he also lacked a lot of combat power. Without the most important right arm, he would not be able to use his proud swordsmanship .

In this case, there is no way to use all of his combat power, and repairing the arm cannot be repaired in a short time.

"Xie Tianhan, he is my friend, Tian Xiezi, who was invited by the Qin family to kill Yi Cheng, the head of the Yi family. If you offend him, please bear with him." Li Chenzhou smiled slightly, and then his scarlet eyes Turn suddenly.

A wisp of black flame burned out of nowhere on Yi Cheng's chest.

(End of this chapter)