Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 214 Blood Flower

The black shadow destroyed the Necromancer tree in the simplest way, and the powder scattered in the wind, and a bitter smell filled the air.

He was still in the dark, unable to see his appearance, but Ji Qingyun had already confirmed his identity, and the short breath fluctuation just now made Ji Qingyun feel a sense of familiarity.

It was the same aura as the Qinglong Qi in his body.

After destroying the Necromancer Tree, the black shadow did not move for a long time, standing quietly in the darkness, as if it was about to merge with the darkness.

The three of Tang Ge didn't move, they quietly stared at the almost invisible figure, he was waiting, and they were waiting too.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a few hours, but the quiet atmosphere was broken. Tang Ge raised his head and looked at the sky surrounded by five mountains. A blurry gray shadow fell quickly.

Covered in gray clothes, with disheveled hair, a pair of deep eyes stared at the black shadow.

The three Tang Ge stared at him.

Yan Fengyao, the envoy of the ghost world, appeared again. He looked into the darkness and said, "Did you destroy the Necromancer tree?"

The voice is hoarse, but the tone is flat, not a question, more like a conversation between friends.

Black Shadow said calmly: "Only by destroying the Necromancer Tree can you be forced to show up."

Yan Fengyao said: "Then what?"

The black shadow said: "Kill you."

Yan Feng Yao said: "Just by you?"

Soi Ying said, "Isn't that enough?"

There was a moment of silence, and the three of Tang Ge remained silent. Perhaps the two talking to each other simply ignored them.

At a certain moment, Yan Fengyao said again: "I have always wanted to learn about the sky-reaching methods of General Ye Yuan."

The black shadow is indeed the Great Zhou Empire's Ye Yuan God General, Zi Ye.

Zi Ye said: "You can't bear it."

Yan Fengyao said with a strange smile: "I'll only know after trying it."

After speaking, he turned around to look at Tang Ge, slightly raised his withered eyes, and said, "You are from Kunlun Mountain, right? Let me tell you something."

Tang Ge's eyes were slightly cold.

Gu Zhiyue's breathing was slightly heavy.

Ji Qingyun kept staring at Zi Ye who was hiding in the darkness.

Yan Fengyao continued: "I killed Li Tang, by the way, there was another kid who died in my hands, his golden sword is really vulnerable."

Gu Zhiyue's pupils shrank suddenly, and sword energy and true energy all over her body instantly diffused uncontrollably.

The corners of Tang Ge's eyes twitched slightly, but he still said calmly: "If they die, you have to die too."

Yan Feng Yao mocked slightly: "They are already dead, how can you kill me for revenge?"

Tang Ge remained silent. He knew that with Ziye here today, he had no chance to make a move. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he would not use the aura left by the Mountain Lord on the Kunlun seal.

A majestic and powerful killing aura suddenly swept out, directly enveloping Yan Feng Yao.

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The battle between Ziye and Yan Fengyao started without warning.

Surrounded by the five mountains, there is only a small part of the sky. The gloomy canyon was suddenly dazzled by the sky because of the battle between the two.

The space is much brighter, but Ziye is still just a black shadow, as if wrapped in darkness.

The figures of the two disappeared in an instant, and appeared in mid-air again in an instant, stirring up several arcs of black and white light.

Tang Ge raised his head and stared at this scene, and his eyes suddenly fell on Gu Zhiyue, who was restless at the side. Her fists were clenched tightly, as complicated as her current mood.

"Don't worry, they're fine."

Tang Ge stretched out his hand and rubbed her head with a soft voice.

Looking at the face that could make people feel at ease at any time, Gu Zhiyue nodded heavily.

When a huge wave bloomed in midair, those two strong men were considered to make a real move.

Midnight practiced Youlong Zhenqi, but his body did not release any dragon chant like Ji Qingyun, but it was still cold and domineering, unstoppable.

Yan Feng Yao did not immediately launch a sharp sword attack, but embraced with both arms, and the circular space between the arms was filled with skylight, like a mirror.

That was a mirror, held in Yan Fengyao's arms.

Countless black lights suddenly appeared in the mirror, and each light contained an extremely strange sword energy, which was the sword energy of the prison book of life and death ghosts.

Yan Fengyao's hands gradually approached, and the mirror twisted accordingly, but the sword energy became stronger and stronger.

Ziye stepped into the void, looked up at the condescending Yan Fengyao and the sword energy in the mirror, without any expression, of course he was wrapped in darkness, so he couldn't see any expression.

That is the sword art of the ghost world, mirroring the world.

There was a sudden gust of wind in the canyon, and the three people on the ground faced the cold wind, their clothes fluttering around, but they still refused to retreat.

Facing the powerful attack, Ziye didn't make any counterattack, but watched more and more calmly.

The offensive was complete, and the sword light in the mirror turned into a rain of swords falling down from the sky. The mirror was like a bottomless abyss, and sword energy whizzed out continuously.

The direction where the sword rain fell was that black shadow.

He still doesn't move.

Tang Ge's pupils reflected everything in the sky, and his brows gradually frowned. He knew very well the power of the sword art of mirroring heaven and earth, how exactly would Ziye fight back?
The sword rain submerged Ziye, but he still didn't move, letting the sword light fall on his body, pass through his body, and disappear.

Yan Fengyao's eyes became more and more puzzled, what does Ziye want to do?He couldn't see why for a moment.

The sword rain lasted for a long time before it stopped. The mirror still existed, but the sword light no longer appeared. Anyone under the sword rain would become a sieve.

But when Jian Yu disappeared, Zi Ye still stood there motionless, the darkness still existed, and he was not shot into a sieve.

The doubts in Yan Fengyao's eyes deepened. At a certain moment, his face changed suddenly, his hands were retracted instantly, the mirror disappeared, and he looked in another direction. There also appeared a black shadow, which exuded exactly the same breath as Zi Ye.

Turning his gaze again, another black shadow appeared.

Turn again, reproduce.

And turn, and now.

Yan Fengyao turned around on the spot, several black shadows appeared around him, each of them exuded the same aura, they were all Zi Ye.

No one was more shocked than Ji Qingyun, he stared blankly at this scene, and murmured: "Dragon change?"

Hearing this, Tang Ge looked at him and said, "Martial arts at the holy level, dragon transformation?"

Ji Qingyun nodded dully and said: "This is a martial art that combines movement and attack. I didn't expect it to fall into his hands."

Tang Ge was silent. It was rumored that only those with dragon energy could practice this martial art to its peak. Ji Qingyun had the qualifications to practice it, but he didn't have the method to practice it.

Zi Ye is originally a strong man in the Wuxiang state, and he has the blessing of martial arts at the holy level. It is almost difficult to find an opponent in the Kunlun world.

Yan Fengyao glanced at the surrounding black shadows through the messy hair, and suddenly sneered, "God General Yeyuan's dragon transformation is really powerful, but do you think my mirror world is over?"

What the sword rain pierced just now was just a phantom of Ziye, no wonder it didn't affect him in any way.

After the words fell, Yan Fengyao pointed towards the sky, and a jet of black sword energy shot into the sky like lightning. In an instant, a larger mirror appeared in the sky, and the sword light that emerged in it was more colder and more domineering.

The mirror image is infinite, and the sword energy is also infinite.

The sword rain fell again, covering a wider area, but it just avoided Yan Fengyao in the middle, and many phantoms of Ziye were all within the offensive range.

Regardless of your real body or phantom, they are all beheaded, let's see how you escape?
Tang Ge and the others had retreated far away to avoid being affected by the falling sword rain.

The sword rain pierced through the bodies of all the shadows as Yan Fengyao imagined, and they still didn't move, just like before.

Yan Fengyao was a little proud, with an unconcealable smile on his lips.

But the next moment, the smile suddenly solidified.

His chest was pierced from back to front, and a pair of hands covered with sticky blood protruded from his chest.

All the black shadows in the canyon disappeared, only the shadow behind Yan Fengyao, half of his arm remained in Yan Fengyao's body, a bloody hand turned slightly, and countless blood flowers fell down.

That is the most beautiful flower in the world.

Yan Fengyao lowered her head in disbelief, staring at the bloody hand on her chest, her eyes gradually lost vitality.

Between heaven and earth, there was a piece of silence.

(End of this chapter)