Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 220 You Are Not as Good as Me in Despicableness

In Yun Yi's impression, Guimian is a "soul cultivator" who is not good at hand-to-hand combat and has strange methods. He follows the same path as Zhao Wuxiang of Futian Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, Ghost Face chose to engage in close combat with Yun Yi at this time.

Facing the black tiger's fist that broke through the air, Ghost Face met it with a palm, but then he felt powerless and took a half step back.

Seeing this, Yun Yi immediately increased his strength and approached the other party again.

The ghost face showed a smile of success, and when Yun Yi was closest to him, a bronze nail suddenly emerged from his forehead!

He was not good at close combat, and he was just deliberately testing the methods of the Right Sword Servant of the Burial Sword Valley. Seeing that he was just a martial artist, he pretended to be weak and lured him into the game.

The "Netherworld Nail" that he is best at is usually nurtured in various acupoints on his body. The nail between his eyebrows is the fastest and strongest one. There is no way he will miss at such a close distance.

Absolutely... impossible?
what? !

The ghost face used to use a bronze mask to cover half of its face, which was neither human nor ghost. Now the intact half of its face became extremely hideous.

"How, how is it possible?!"

Suddenly, a heavy small sword, which was completely black, emerged from between Yun Yi's eyebrows!
Fang Yuan's sword spirit is full of righteousness and is naturally restrained against sinister things like the Netherworld Nail. The difference in strength becomes apparent as soon as the two come into contact!

Yun Yi smiled and said, "Brother, the sword hidden between the eyebrows trick is outdated."

Ghost Face quickly retreated several steps again, and only then was he able to barely avoid the aftermath of Fang Yuan's sword attack.

He had calculated everything, but he hadn't anticipated that the other party, like him, was hiding his abilities. That Right Sword Servant wasn't a martial artist at all; he was clearly a swordsman!

It was not unfair that Sangmen and Jiehui died quietly at his hands.

Yun Yi retracted the black tiger into his right arm and drew his sword.

Ever since he joined the Buried Sword Valley, he had always practiced the art of subduing the tiger, leading the outside world to believe he wasn't skilled in the way of the sword. This forbearance had indeed proven to be incredibly effective in today's battle against the Heavenly Cripple Sect.

Ghost Face exclaimed in admiration: "For someone as cunning as you, it would be like a fish in water to come to my Tiancan Sect."

Yun Yi said, "If you have any tricks left, use them. If you keep hiding them, you might not have the chance to use them."

"You have such a loud voice!"

"Heh, do you think I can't see that you have Netherworld Nails hidden in over 300 acupoints all over your body? Are you planning to take advantage of me by shooting a few of them out as a sneak attack?"

Ghost Face suppressed his anger and didn't understand why the other party could easily reveal his cards.

Yun Yi added, "As for the 'hardship skill' you've hidden behind your mask, there's no need to hide it. I can give you time to prepare now."

"You!" Ghost Face was shocked and angry, and it was difficult for him to remain calm at this time.

Little did he know that this was exactly what Yun Yi wanted. Ghost Face was too suspicious and difficult to plot against. But if he could first break through his mind, then it would be easy.

At this moment, Ghost Face felt that he had no secrets in front of the other party. In anger, he decisively took off the mask, revealing half of his bloody face.

As he practiced his skills, that half of his face seemed to gradually come alive, growing countless buds, which then grew rapidly using itself as nutrients, quickly spreading throughout the body, transforming himself into a flesh-and-blood evil ghost.

This "bitter flesh skill" is the killer move that Guimian has hidden for decades. Even in the Tiancan Sect, only two sect leaders know about it. For some reason, it was revealed by Yun Yi in one sentence.

However, there was no time to pursue the matter at this time. As the ghost face revealed his "true form of bitter flesh", his body became as if it were made of flesh, blood and mud, and the Netherworld nails hidden in it also showed their sharp edges.

Yun Yi witnessed this scene and sighed, "If we were to discuss who has the most disgusting technique among the Demon Sect, I would nominate you as number one!"

"You're about to die, yet you still talk nonsense! Die!" Ghost Face roared, and then the Netherworld Nail shot out. Facing the overwhelming Netherworld Nail, Yun Yi raised one hand to his chest, pointed it like a sword, and shouted softly: "Heaven and earth see the circle!"

The next moment, the three hundred small swords contained in the purple gold gourd rushed out and formed a sword formation.

The sword formation is one square and one round, with the square and round swords serving as the vanguards of the sword formation. The sword spirit commands three hundred fighting spirits, with overwhelming fighting spirit and high morale!

Ever since Yun Yi entered the Return to Void Realm, he had never fought with all his strength. Today, he finally found a good opponent and was very excited.

"Back then" he saw Senior Brother Chen urging the sword rain at the Sword Casting Villa, and he always yearned for it in his heart. Today, he used the whole world to see what he had heard and seen again!
The Netherworld Nail and the three hundred small swords seemed to transform into two giant pythons, aiming at each other's heads and biting down.

At first, the two were evenly matched, but after a while, the sword formation gradually gained the upper hand, forcing the Nether Nail to retreat again and again. Occasionally, a few small swords would break through the formation and stab towards the Ghost Face, leaving a bloody hole in his body.

That is to say, Ghost Face has turned his body into "meat paste" so that he can withstand several sword attacks without dying.

If it were any other shadow, he would have died by now.

There was a gleam in Yun Yi's eyes. He became more and more courageous as the battle went on, and his sword attack never stopped.

As the defense formed by more than 300 Netherworld Nails was broken, infinite sword intent instantly pierced into Ghost Face's body. Even though he used the "Bitter Flesh Skill" to prolong his life, his body was torn to pieces by the sword again as soon as it recovered.

After repeating this nine times, the magical power that Ghost Face was proud of was broken, and his body exploded, leaving no possibility of rebirth.

The Fangyuan Sword Spirit then called back his troops and led the three hundred small swords back to the purple gold gourd.

At this moment, Suzaku was already in a desperate situation. He watched as the blood shadow tore the giant cocoon into pieces and stabbed at Suzaku with two swords, about to cut off the woman's graceful body.

However, a small snow-white sword suddenly shot out from Zhuque's hair. Seeing this, Xueying could only put his two swords together and barely resist the attack.

His attack slowed down a bit, and then another emerald green sword shot out from the ground, and its speed was only faster than the previous one.

Xueying cursed and had to let the woman in front of him go, retreating repeatedly.

He noticed from the corner of his eye that there was no trace of Ghost Face below, and guessed that his companion was dead, so he began to think of retreating.

So the blood shadow threw out both swords to repel the two sword intentions respectively, and then he used his body skills to transform into a blood shadow, trying to break out of the abyss and escape.

Unfortunately, the dragon and phoenix rings had been waiting above for a long time. This time, they did not give Blood Shadow any chance to escape. One trapped him around the neck, and the other tied his legs.

With a little effort, a nameless flame suddenly ignited and burned it into ashes.

Zhuque waved her white hands gently, calling back Buxianxian, who transformed into a pair of jade bracelets worn on her wrists, with golden bells and red silk wrapped around her jade shoulders, and slowly fell from the air.

Yun Yi also put away his sword and stood up, asking with concern: "Are you hurt?"

"There's still strength to fight."

"As expected of a demon sect witch, I admire you."

Zhuque glanced at him and asked, "Why don't you go after him? If that Qianji gets his hands on the treasure, the consequences will be disastrous."

Yun Yi said, "The road ahead is not easy to walk on. Let's ask him to help clear the way. Let's go slowly and steadily."

Seeing that he was confident, Zhuque stopped urging him and said with emotion, "Now only a shadow of the Tiancan Sect is left."

Yun Yi: "I guess the fight over in Xinci has already concluded. After today, there will be no more Tiancan Sect in the world."

(End of this chapter)