Corpse Town Eternal

Mao Xiaozei restrained his breath and sneaked up, using the superb level of searching and taking things from the bag.

He Chaoyang, who was still immersed in the sea of ​​desire, took the storage bracelet in his hand without anyone noticing, and He Chaoyang was unaware of it.

Seeing the storage bracelet in hand, Mao Xiaozei was delighted, and then the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of the sheath and shot at the two people who were fighting.

Seeing Mao Xiaozei take action, Ye Ming immediately realized that it was not good. If he waited for a while, it should be the time when He Chaoyang was most relaxed. At that time, the effect would be the best. Now it was still a little short.

Sure enough, at the moment when Mao Xiaozei's long sword shot out, He Chaoyang, as a foundation-building cultivator, instinctively felt the warning.

Chaos's consciousness woke up, and after seeing Mao Xiaozei's sword, he immediately knew that he could not avoid it. It was too fast. Mao Xiaozei's speed was too fast, and he had no time to react.

Moreover, the body was still in excitement in the previous battle, how could he avoid it.

He Chaoyang grabbed Xie Zishan, who was in a state of ecstasy, and pulled her in front of him.

"Puchi" Mao Xiaozei's long sword pierced Xie Zishan's delicate body without any hindrance, and the long sword continued to move downwards.

He Chaoyang kicked Xie Zishan's delicate body and fell downwards, but Mao Xiaozei's long sword still pierced a small hole in her lower abdomen, but it was not a big deal.

Xie Zishan was still in extreme excitement, until Mao Xiaozei's long sword pierced her body, and her originally chaotic consciousness was pulled back by the severe pain in her body, looking at the black long sword that pierced her chest, and He Chaoyang who ruthlessly used himself to block the sword.

He had been saying that he loved me all this time, and just now he showed his ** on me, but he was so cruel.

Xie Zishan wanted to say something, but big mouthfuls of blood gushed out of her mouth, and the blood dripped down and fell on He Chaoyang's white chest, everything seemed so ironic.

As He Chaoyang fell, Ye Ming and Yu Jin also attacked, with a violent storm and a long sword rushing towards He Chaoyang.

After finally escaping the disaster, facing the sneak attack of the two again, He Chaoyang subconsciously wanted to take out the talisman from the storage bag to resist, but found that his wrist was empty.

Without time to think about it, he immediately circulated his spiritual power to form a spiritual shield in front of him.

"Boom~" Ye Ming and Yu Jin's attacks fell on He Chaoyang's shield at the same time, directly tearing the shield and splitting He Chaoyang out.

On the white and strong body, bloody scars appeared. The wounds were not deep, but they looked quite miserable.

He Chaoyang stared at Ye Ming coldly, "It's you, how dare you do this to me?"

"Hehe, this is a matter between me and the Xie family, and it has nothing to do with you. You insisted on getting involved. No wonder I sent you on your way." Ye Ming said coldly.

Seeing that Ye Ming was about to attack again, He Chaoyang hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't, Xie Zishan is dead. I have no grudge against you. How about letting me go?"

He Chaoyang said while running the skills with all his strength. The Pure Yang Skills of Zhengyang Sect are also effective in healing.

He was injured in the fight with the violent ape just now. He had no time to treat his injuries in the battle with Xie Zishan just now. The injuries on his body have worsened with the battle. Now he was attacked by Ye Ming and his three men. He Chaoyang had no choice but to bow his head.

"We didn't have grudges before, but now we do. Letting the tiger go back to the mountain will cause endless troubles. You should die." After saying that, Ye Ming rushed forward and slashed at He Chaoyang with a sword.

The flying sword and storage bracelet were stolen by the little thief Mao. He Chaoyang had no choice but to slap Ye Ming with one palm.

Ye Ming felt the power in the palm. Even though Xie Chaoyang was not in good condition now, he was still slightly better than the ancestor of the Xie family.

He threw out a palm of explosive flame talisman.

"Boom~" The crimson fireball met the palm and exploded directly.

The palm was broken, and He Chaoyang's figure retreated three steps backwards. Before he could stand firm, Mao Xiaozei's attack arrived.

He Chaoyang pinched the magic formula with his hands, and a flame shield blocked in front of him.

Mao Xiaozei's attack fell on the flame shield, splashing countless sparks, but failed to break the shield.

Just when He Chaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, countless clouds appeared around him at some point, covering everything around him.

In the clouds, He Chaoyang felt that his spiritual consciousness was weakened a little, and there was a figure around him that was rapidly shuttling and constantly changing positions, but no matter how it changed, it surrounded him in the middle.

Seeing this, He Chaoyang immediately propped up a protective shield, identified a direction, and rushed forward.

"Damn it, if my Illusion Sea Cloud Escape hadn't been perfected yet, you would have wanted to rush out." Yu Jin cursed in his heart, and the long sword in his hand kept stabbing at He Chaoyang who was rushing forward, one sword after another.

The protective shield trembled violently, as if it would break at any time, but it resisted stubbornly.

Just after He Chaoyang rushed out of the range of the cloud, Ye Ming and Mao Xiaozei, who had been waiting there for a long time, used all their strength to hit He Chaoyang's protective shield.

"Boom" The protective shield that had been attacked by Yu Jin several times was finally broken under the attack of the two.

And Yu Jin took this opportunity to display his supreme skill, Thousand Years of Killing.

"Awoo~"

He Chaoyang let out a miserable cry, and the whole person was ejected, and then fell heavily to the ground. His body was already covered with wounds, and large pieces of blood gushed out from behind, dyeing the ground under him red.

And in front, there is

"Let me go, let me go. My master is Ding Hansheng, the Jindan elder of Zhengyang Sect. If you kill me, my master will settle accounts with you. As long as you let me go, I promise not to seek revenge on you." He Chaoyang looked at Ye Ming and the other two approaching and begged for mercy.

"Oh? You have been injured like this by us. Your intestines will be directly connected to your body in the future, and your flowers will bloom like this forever. Are you willing to write off everything with us?" Ye Ming asked suspiciously.

"Yes, I am willing. As long as you let me go, I can do anything you want. The flowers are useless. Anyway, the front is ******." He Chaoyang immediately felt that there was a chance when he heard it, and hurriedly explained.

"Really? But what if you regret it later?" Ye Ming asked again.

"No, no, I promise with my personality that I will never do that." He Chaoyang raised his hand to promise.

"Is that so? If so, then..." Before he could finish his words, Ye Ming appeared in front of He Chaoyang, and the blood grudge pierced He Chaoyang's heart, "I still don't want to let you go."

"You..."