C642 (1/2)
”Sword spirit puppet, let's go …”
Ye Zichen, who had suffered serious injuries from the Demon Saint Cold Night's attack, clenched his teeth, then gave up on killing the Demon Saint Cold Night and wanted to leave quickly.
”Go, can you go?”
The Demon Saint Coldnight would never let this rare opportunity slip by. He turned into a black ray of light and chased closely after Ye Zichen, intending to kill him no matter what.
The two people, one chasing after the other, had now changed their positions. Ye Chenfeng became the target of their pursuit.
”Yue … Yue Bingyu, do you think Ye Chenfeng can escape the Heavenly Realm's almighty ones' pursuit?”
Yue Bingyu, who had survived the calamity and crossed her arms in front of her chest, was still in a daze, thus she asked in a low voice.
”I don't know either.” The pale-faced Yue Bingyu shook her head, and said with a complicated tone, ”But I hope that he can escape this calamity.”
”Sword spirit, quickly lead me to that dangerous place.”
Ye Chenfeng ignored his injuries. As he burned his Golden Roc wings to flee, he mentally communicated with the Heavenly Sword Spirit.
”Master, you weren't intentionally injured just now, were you?” Di Tian Sword Spirit said.
”Mm, I did do it on purpose. Only by playing the game can I lure him to that dangerous place and kill him in the end.”
Ye Chenfeng's soul had experienced a lot of training, so when the two girls of the Moon Ice Rain rushed over, he immediately felt suspicious. In a split-second, Ye Chenfeng suddenly thought of a plan to lure the Demon Sage Leng Ye to the Great Vicious Land, and let the blade of demonic energy heavily injure him.
Although Ye Zichen's bold plan was extremely risky and his injuries had exceeded his expectations, Ye Zichen knew that this was his only chance. If he couldn't kill the Demon Saint Coldnight while he was heavily injured, the moment he escaped, it would bring about a calamity to the Soul Dueling Continent, and he himself would become a sinner for generations.
Under the guidance of the sword spirits of Di Tian, Ye Chenfeng quickly flew towards the depths of Dragon Lake City. As he flew faster, the Demon Saint of the Cold Night slowly closed the distance between him and Ye Chenfeng.
Waves of sonic booms were released from his mouth, shaking the air as he struck at Ye Chenfeng, who was not far in front of him.
Ye Zichen's injuries worsened after being continuously attacked by the Demon Saint of the Cold Night. A large amount of blood flowed out from his seven orifices.
Fortunately, Ye Zichen had reached the Great Perfection Stage of the Spiritual Body realm, so his physical body was strong enough to withstand the attack of the Demon Sound Wave from the Demon Saint of the Cold Night.
”Brat, I advise you not to make such a pointless struggle. You won't be able to escape.”
The Demon Saint Coldnight looked at Ye Zichen, who was bleeding profusely. He revealed a savage expression and roared savagely.
”Leng Ye, don't be complacent. When we meet again, I will definitely destroy you.”
Ye Zichen quickly controlled the dao of life to heal his injuries and answered deliberately.
”Next time... Do you think I'll give you another chance? This time, I will definitely kill you. ”
With that, the Demon God of Cold Night forcefully cast the secret technique. He restrained the injuries in his body and continued to increase his flying speed, closing the distance between him and Ye Zichen.
”Wrath of God's Punishment!”
The Cold Night Demon Saint got closer and closer. The three heavenly spirits flew out from Ye Chenfeng's body and quickly fused together, forming three balls of destructive light that shot towards the Cold Night Demon Saint behind him.
”Boom!”
The God's Wrath of Retaliation exploded. The terrifying destructive power twisted the void, swallowing the Cold Night Demon Saint inside, frantically destroying his body.
Just as the furious Demon Saint Cold Night was forcibly tearing apart the power of destruction, another three-colored sphere of destructive light flew towards him, striking him.