The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

293 Chapter 293: Kill me before leaving

Even though the dead soldiers had received training, their hearts trembled at this moment, and they couldn't help but feel fear.

Because Ye Siheng's sword was too fast and too ruthless!

This is a tough stubble!
Ye Siheng looked at them with dark and cold eyes, and the dead soldier in front felt a chill sweeping through his body, and stepped back.

Taking a step back means that you have lost.

Ye Siheng was like a ghost, with no trace of his figure, and the sword energy condensed by the long sword in his hand dispersed like water mist in the sky.

The head of the dead man in front was cut off again before he could resist.

In less than half a cup of tea, more than ten soldiers died!
The formation of the dead soldiers suddenly became chaotic.

Ye Siheng's hand trembled slightly, and most of the blood on the blade was thrown away.

A hint of impatience flashed across his handsome face, "If you're so afraid of death, are you worthy of being a soldier?"

It's getting late, he should be in the palace now, having dinner with A Li.

Moreover, he was transferred to this place where no shit, and it would take some effort to go back. He didn't want to waste time here.

Several dead soldiers were finally enraged and rushed forward together.

With a few clangs, Ye Siheng easily took their lives again.

He stepped forward, stepped on the gravel, and said, "Yes, that's how it should be."

The dead soldiers' throats tightened, and they just wanted to tell Ye Siheng not to go any further.

The sun has completely set.

The sky seemed to be splashed with ink, and a round of bright moon hung high above it, emitting a gleaming light.

Ye Siheng's body was obviously stained with blood, but the cold moonlight poured over his body, clean and noble, making one feel like a god descended into the world.

But this god is good at killing people.

For every step forward, the warriors took a step back.

After all, Ye Siheng was annoyed. They didn't dare to come, so he took the initiative to go.

Leaping over, the sword was in his hand freely, and the cold light passed by, and one person fell to the ground.

The night wind in the mountains is cold.

At this moment, there are less than twenty dead soldiers left.

They had obviously fought with all their strength, but none of them could survive a move under Ye Siheng's hands, and he seemed to have endless internal strength and strength, without any fatigue.

The dead have reached a dead end.

"Use Condensing Gong Pill!" Suddenly, a dead man shouted.

But the rest of the dead were hesitant.

This Condensation Pill can instantly increase one's internal strength by ten times, but in this way, both mental strength and internal strength will be exhausted. Even if they can defeat Ye Siheng, they will die.

Ye Siheng frowned slightly, he didn't expect them to have the ultimate move of Condensing Gong Pill.

Although he is not tired, if more than a dozen people take the medicine and force out their potential, it may be difficult to deal with.

In order not to increase the difficulty, Ye Siheng's eyes darkened, and his figure flew across, killing as many as he could.

Those dead men were still hesitating, but seeing Ye Siheng so fierce, they knew that even if they didn't take the pill, they could only die here.

It can be taken, and it is possible to complete the task!
The last eight people quickly took out the pill and swallowed it.

In an instant, the figures of these eight people seemed to be a bit taller and stronger, and their breaths also changed.

Ye Siheng narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his wrist, and the half moon was reflected on the blade of the sword, he opened his thin lips lightly: "Come on."

The internal strength of the eight people has been greatly improved. At this moment, whether it is light work or moves, they are more powerful than before.

They attacked together, but Ye Siheng was dodging and counterattacking at the same time.

The sword energy is flying like a coiling dragon, still fierce and extraordinary, but the eight dead men have already been able to receive his sword moves!

Swords, lights, swords and shadows, blood splattered.

After a cup of tea, Ye Siheng found a loophole and dealt with the two dead men, but he was already feeling a bit strenuous.

His arm was also scratched, the blood stained his sleeve, and slowly flowed down, the back and palm of his hand were bloody red.

The remaining six dead men were also surprised.

Their skills had clearly increased tenfold, but Ye Siheng was not only able to parry them, he even killed two of them.

It is conceivable how advanced Ye Siheng's martial arts are.

What kind of monster is he? !
"We can't play around anymore, we only have a little time left!" said a dead man.

"Who doesn't know!" Another dead man gritted his teeth. If he could kill Ye Siheng, they would have killed him long ago!
"Don't give him a chance to breathe!"

The six men attacked again with their weapons in hand.

Ye Siheng's face was cold, his hands were a little slippery because of the blood, and within two moves, the long sword was sent flying.

The six people were very excited, and their eyes were stained with a deeper killing intent.

Ye Siheng has no weapons, this is the perfect opportunity!
kill him!

The six people shouted in their hearts, there was only one thought.

Six cold lights approached from all directions, making it impossible for Ye Siheng to avoid it.

A stern look flashed in Ye Siheng's eyes, and as he moved his hands, the powerful internal force spread from his dantian outward, creating a strong wind.

The sleeve robe is also violently tumbling!
The weapons of those six people were suppressed by his internal force, and it was difficult for them to move an inch.

They couldn't hide the surprise on their faces again, Ye Siheng still had such internal strength after fighting them all this way!

The moonlight was covered by clouds and mists, only revealing a faint outline.

The world fell into darkness.

At this moment, Ye Siheng no longer looked like a god, but looked like a Rakshasa from hell.

The movement of both hands is turned over.

Clang! ! !
Six times in a row!

All the swords are broken!
The six people were also shocked by the strong internal force and fell back a few meters. Although the efficacy of the elixir has not yet expired, their hearts have been shattered, and they are vomiting blood.

However, Ye Siheng wanted to go to one of them.

The man's pulse was not too severely damaged, and the other five people were either dying or dying, and he was the only one who could move.

The night was so dark that he couldn't see Ye Siheng's face clearly, he only heard the footsteps, which also made his hair stand on end.

He desperately grabbed the weeds and gravel on the ground and moved back, saying in his mouth: "Don't...don't come here, don't come here."

Just let him die in peace.

Ye Siheng kicked a sword casually, and had already reached the dead man's side: "Where's the horse?"

"Ah?" The dead man was stunned.

"Otherwise, how did you come here?" Ye Siheng was extremely impatient.

"We didn't come here on horseback."

Ye Siheng stabbed straight down with his sword, and specifically picked out the most painful place, "This place should be quite far from the capital. I didn't ride a horse. Could it be that you are walking?"

The dead man screamed and replied, "No, the Taoist priest drew a huge talisman and sent us here in batches."

"Then what is this place? Which way to go back to the capital?" Ye Siheng stabbed again.

Beads of sweat rolled on the forehead of the dead man, and he whimpered: "I don't know... We were all gathered to perform tasks, and we didn't ask any more questions."

Ye Siheng's mood became even more displeased: "You don't know if you ask three questions. If I knew it, I would have taken your life directly."

Only then did the dead man know that it was Ye Siheng who deliberately kept his hand.

Why is he so miserable? !

To make matters worse, Ye Siheng turned around and ignored himself.

The dead man stared at his figure with wide eyes: "You...you should kill me before leaving."

Be a good person, please!

Ye Siheng didn't look back: "Wait slowly to die, this is your useless punishment."

(End of this chapter)