Forgotten Immortal Emperor Zun

Chapter 286 Can We Talk Now

The two sides come and go, Yuan Ye was stretched from the beginning, and slowly he was able to use his tricks, and occasionally even countered a few tricks from a tricky angle, which made the man in black feel colder and colder as he fought.

He had a feeling that he was giving Yuan Ye some moves so that Yuan Ye could get used to this kind of intensity of fighting. He could feel that although Yuan Ye had a ninth-rank cultivation, he lacked combat experience.

But after this short fight, Yuan Ye's moves seemed to be getting more and more handy. If this stalemate continued, he might be wounded by the opponent in a short time.

The man in black was full of spiritual power, knocking Yuan Ye back half a step with one move, he jumped back a few steps and stopped, looking at Yuan Ye in disbelief.

"You were able to draw with me?"

"Are you thinking too highly of yourself? As I said, if you are willing to answer a few questions for me, I can consider letting you go. Anyway, you want my life, but I'm still willing to let you go." Life, is it a good deal for you?"

"Hehe, do you really think I can't do anything to you if you have the strength of the ninth rank? Boy, the gap between immortal cultivation and martial arts is not something you can understand now. It seems that I have to go to a lot of trouble."

After the fight just now, the man in black knows that this is not the time to procrastinate any longer. The little pervert in front of him is getting stronger and stronger. If the stalemate continues, it may not be good.

"You can do whatever you want."

Facing this kind of veteran immortal cultivator with a nine-star cultivation base, Yuan Ye is really looking forward to the battle with the opponent. Yuan Ye's cultivation base is all piled up in heaven, material and earth treasures. Although it is nothing in the current state, but in the future, he wants to If he had to step into a higher level of cultivation, sooner or later his foundation would be unstable. He would rather see the combat experience gained from the man in black to consolidate his cultivation.

Yuan Ye's previous battles were all done in unequal situations or when he was forced to crush the opponent. Every shot was a killer move. The three spear skills learned in the Chaos Book of Heaven, guns kill people, there is no such thing at all. Hearty battle process.

However, Yuan Ye's thoughts were interrupted by the opponent's next actions.

The sound of singing resounded from the mouth of the man in black, and a staff as black as a vine hovered around the man in black, emitting a lavender gleam.

Looking at the scene in front of him, when did Yuan Ye remember that when he first came to this world, old man Feng took himself to 'escape' from the Demon Sect, that is, the leader of the Demon Sect who was beheaded by Qingluan when the Blood Sect ran away , is to issue such a chant.

"Are you from the Demon Sect? No, Qingluan is from the Demon Sect?"

"Mozong? Do you think so? There is no such thing as a demon in this world. This is just a name for distinguishing good from bad. Boy, die."

After the man in black finished speaking, Yuan Ye could only feel that the other party's strength had directly broken through a level, and had vaguely stepped into the strength of the foundation-building stage. Obviously, the chanting just now was to improve his own strength.

Yuan Ye didn't dare to be careless, the wind and thunder flashed quickly, a sneer appeared on the face of the man in black who was covered with a black cloth, and the staff in his hand was also regarded as a weapon by him, waving at Yuan Ye continuously like a stick.

Although the staff is like rattan, every time it is swung, it seems to make a buzzing sound of gold and iron. If it is hit, Yuan Ye's cultivation base may also suffer some injuries.

Although Yuan Ye intended to use the opponent to improve his actual combat experience, he didn't dare to be careless when facing the improved man in black. He dodged to avoid the opponent's head-on shot, and the pitch-black spear appeared in an instant. In Yuan Ye's hands.

"Heh, an ordinary long spear actually wants to use it to resist my spiritual weapon staff, you're looking for death."

Seeing the spear appearing in Yuan Ye's hand, the man in black dismissed it, waved his staff and jumped up again, but something unexpected happened to him.

The seemingly ordinary spear showed no signs of damage under the constant impact of his staff. On the contrary, it seemed that his staff did not hit Yuan Ye's spear, and a slight crack appeared.

Before the man in black woke up from the shock, almost after Yuan Ye and the man in black's scepter clashed a few strokes, the setting sun with spear skills slapped the man in black fiercely like blood.

The man in black only felt that the spear was coming with overwhelming momentum, but he himself had no chance to dodge under the spear, so he could only hold the scepter across his head to resist Yuan Ye's spear .

"bump."

Seemingly powerful, he snapped the scepter off the man in black's hand directly, and that jet-black spear, which shattered gold and cracked rocks, slammed it down on the man in black's head with unrivaled power.

"My life is over."

This was the first thought in the man in black's mind after he felt the power of the spear.

With a buzzing sound, a trace of blood flowed from the top of the head to the front of the forehead of the man in black, and dripped on the rocks on the ground under his feet, making a dripping sound.

The field became incomparably quiet, with only a slight breeze occasionally blowing away a little of the dripping blood.

"Can we talk now?"

(End of this chapter)