"Senior..."
"You talk too much nonsense, just die obediently."
The ghost-faced man interrupted Ye Chenfeng's words, and slapped his right hand in the air, condensing ghost claws again, with a piercing sound of piercing the air, grabbed Ye Chenfeng's chest, trying to rip his heart to pieces.
"It's not certain who will die."
Ye Chen let out a storm roar, clenched the broken sword with both hands, and slashed at the ghost claw with the force of the sky.
The next moment, the sword power sealed in the broken sword was reflected, and under the terrified eyes of the ghost-faced man, it pierced through the ghost's claws and slashed at the ghost-faced man like a thousand pounds.
The ghost-faced man did not expect that Ye Chenfeng could strike such a terrifying sword, and the distance between them was too close, so he had no time to dodge.
"Ghost bat!"
In a critical moment, he summoned the spirit beast ghost bat, trying to resist the attack of the terrifying sword.
But the power of the last sword sealed in Broken Sword was too terrifying, and the ghost bat emitting purple light couldn't resist it at all.
"laugh!"
There was a strange sound of cloth being torn, and the terrifying sword force split the ghost bat without any suspense, and chopped on the ghost-faced man's body with undiminished power, cutting off most of his body. A large amount of blood was like a fountain. Sprayed all over the place.
"The momentum of the sword sealed in Broken Sword did not disappoint me."
Looking at the ghost-faced man lying in a pool of blood with only half his life left, Ye Chenfeng, who survived the catastrophe, let out a long sigh of relief. If this sword attack fails, then he will be doomed.
More importantly, there is no hidden danger in the Broken Sword, and he can safely repair the damaged pattern in the Broken Sword in the future and use it as a weapon.
"Sword, sword power, with your strength, how can you make such a powerful sword power, who are you?"
The ghost-faced man never dreamed that he would fall into Ye Chenfeng's hands, he said in despair.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are?"
Ye Chenfeng looked at the dying ghost-faced man, and was also curious about his identity.
"I didn't expect that my whole life would fall into the hands of a junior like you." The ghost-faced man sighed and said, "It seems that the sky is really going to kill me."
After finishing speaking, the ghost-faced man, who knew he was sure to die, wanted to explode himself to death.
Suddenly, a sharp sword light shot out from the broken sword, cutting off his only left arm with one sword, causing him to howl in pain, interrupting his suicidal thoughts.
The next moment, Ye Chenfeng's apparition phantom appeared behind him, hit his head with a palm, and stunned him.
"Soul Devouring Art, devour!"
Infinite devouring power gushed out from Ye Chenfeng's palm, through the ghost-faced man's head, poured into the depths of his soul, frantically devouring his soul beast blood bat.
Immediately, strong soul power flowed into all the meridians of his body, improving his own strength while tempering his internal organs.
"What a strong soul power. What kind of master is this person? Even if he is seriously injured, the soul power contained in the blood bat is still so strong."
Feeling the soul power of the whole body rising steadily, and the internal organs rapidly transforming, Ye Chenfeng felt palpitations about the strength of the ghost-faced man at his peak.
"The soul power is overflowing, break through."
After about a stick of incense, Ye Chenfeng, who had devoured a large amount of soul power, felt that his soul power was overflowing, and he broke through to the fourth-level Phantom Beast Master realm naturally.
Breaking through the realm, Ye Chenfeng continued to devour the soul power in the ghost-faced man's mind to improve his strength and cultivate the six-veined divine gang.
After about another stick of incense, Ye Chenfeng completely devoured the blood bat, the soul beast of the ghost-faced man.
At this time, his own soul power overflowed again, and he easily broke through to the fifth-level Phantom Beast Master realm.
And his viscera absorbed 60% of the soul power of the blood bat, 60% of the tempering was completed, and his pure physical strength reached an astonishing 30,000 jin.
Coupled with the increase in soul power, his strongest physical strength has reached more than 60,000 jin, and a single punch is enough to blow up a sixth-level Phantom Beast Master.
Ye Chenfeng consolidated his realm silently, searched for the relics of the ghost-faced man, destroyed his corpse, and came to Lin Kezhu, who was seriously injured, fell into a deep coma, and his clothes were soaked in blood, to check on her injuries.
Chapter 82: Great rewards
"A serious injury."
"The meridians of the whole body were severely damaged, six sternal bones were broken, and one of the bones punctured her heart artery..."
Relying on inherited medical skills, Ye Chenfeng checked Lin Kezhu's physical injuries and found that her injuries were very serious.
If it weren't for the inner armor she was wearing that deflected most of the ghost bat's attacks, and the energy and blood in her body were strong enough, she would have died long ago.
"No, Senior Sister Lin's injury must be healed as soon as possible, otherwise her life may be in danger."
But at this time, the sky was gradually darkening, and the death cemetery became dangerous, and the ear-piercing sounds of devil's cries kept coming into his ears.
Once a large number of ghosts emerge from the ground, Lin Kezhu will be even more dangerous, and Ye Chenfeng has no time to heal her.
"I don't know if there is a healing pill in the relic of the ghost-faced man?"
After contemplating, Ye Chenfeng took the relics of the ghost-faced man, the two
He took out the Qiankun bags, and with the help of the soul-devouring brain, he broke open the patterns in the Qiankun bags one by one, releasing the soul power to seep in.