Man Huang Feng Bao

Chapter 104: Time is really running out

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Bang!

The antique, delicate and exquisite wooden window burst into pieces. The third elder Bai Yanhu broke out of the window at an astonishing speed. He grabbed the air with the five fingers of his right hand. Ye Chuan's soul suddenly sank. He felt that it was difficult to move. The cold wind blew against his face, and his soul rippled violently. To break in half.

Yinfengfinger

Ye Chuan was startled and quickly recognized what it was.

As expected, the old guy practiced a vicious and vicious technique. Millions of years ago, the Yin Feng Finger was the natal magical power of a peerless demon, the old monster from Yinshan. Later, he was killed by the Ghost Hand Medicine King, the founder of the Yunwu Sect, on the orders of Ye Chuan, and this magical power also fell into the hands of the Ghost Hand Medicine King. Here, it was sealed in the Yunwu Sect.

Nowadays, although the Yunwu Sect is in decline, its long heritage is far beyond what younger sects such as Xuanding Sect and Wudun Sect can match. The great magical powers passed down from ancestors have all been sealed. In particular, peerless magic skills like the Yin Wind Finger are superimposed with restrictions that only the masters of the past generations know about. I don’t know what method the third elder Bai Yanhu used to secretly learn the magic skill of Yin Feng Finger, and he also practiced it to a good level. No wonder Aesop’s soul was knocked out with just one slap!

Ye Chuan's soul suddenly shrank, shrinking extremely into a small ball, and then suddenly expanded. With the help of the fierce counterattack, he broke away from the pressure of the third elder Bai Yanhu, and soared into the sky before the evil wind finger fell on him, riding on The dark wind flies away.

“When you come, you stay, where are you going?”

The third elder Bai Yanhu suddenly sat down cross-legged, and his soul also left his body, and he sprayed a cyan flying sword from his mouth, and his soul used this flying sword to catch up. The soul expanded and vaguely transformed into a huge mouth, trying to swallow Ye Chuan's soul in one gulp!

madman!

This old guy is really desperate!

Ye Chuan was shocked. It was already very dangerous for the soul to leave the body. Fighting between souls was always a taboo for cultivators and was extremely dangerous. Any mishap will be fatal. As soon as they met, his soul immediately left his body. Obviously, the third elder Bai Yanhu was unwilling to die, lest he expose the scene of killing Aesop's soul with his palm.

When the soul leaves the body, it can travel at night on the dark wind, and it can also control magic weapons such as flying swords. Of course, driving Yin Feng is far inferior to driving a flying sword.

Ye Chuan made a prompt decision, and his soul suddenly split into two, and then split from two into three... In the blink of an eye, he split into hundreds of pieces and fled in all directions.

The method of soul splitting!

Ye Chuan also took the risk and used another secret technique.

Millions of years ago, this was the ultimate skill second only to the Heaven Covering Art when he reached the pinnacle. With this move, he repeatedly escaped the powerful enemy's killing blows, and finally reached the top and became a dominating sage, covering the sky with one hand in the wild world. Today, his cultivation level is far from the peak of his previous life. Fortunately, he has broken through to the monk realm and can barely perform this technique.

Roar! The soul of the third elder Bai Yanhu rushed down with a silent roar and attacked fiercely. Unfortunately, it only swallowed a small part of Ye Chuan's soul. More soul fragments escaped, and a strong wind blew over Baihu Mountain.

"Come again!"

Third Elder Bai Yanhu roared angrily, and his soul soared into the air again. He was about to attack again when his soul suddenly shook. Not only was the swallowed soul fragment not refined, but it suddenly burned like a torch, in turn causing serious damage to his soul itself. With his third-level cultivation as a real person, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and a little blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

The third elder Bai Yanhu, who had an unparalleled aura, was suddenly frightened and did not dare to pursue him anymore.

There are only two explanations for swallowing the enemy's soul fragment but being injured by it. Either the other party possesses some kind of treasure and the soul fragment is blessed with some power, or the opponent's soul level is far higher than yours. With your own Even the cultivation of the fourth level of the Real Realm cannot be refined.

By refining the enemy's soul fragments, you can plunder the opponent's spiritual power, and even gain insight into many of their memories and magical powers. But if you swallow it but cannot refine it, you will be injured instead. This is serious!

Bai Yanhu, the third elder who specializes in cultivating the soul, understood the danger involved. Thinking about the power of Ye Chuan's soul to suddenly split and escape, the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He quickly returned to the White Tiger Hall without saying a word. As soon as he sat down at the top of the hall, he suddenly turned around with a feeling in his heart and sprayed out his flying sword to protect his body.

A wisp of black smoke emerged from the crystal-paved wall, slowly transforming into a man in black with blurred features shrouded in black mist.

"See the messenger!"

The third elder, Bai Yanhu, was trembling in his heart. He had no idea when this messenger of darkness had arrived at Baihu Mountain, and he knelt down in fear.

"Bai Yanhu, you only have so little ability to watch other people's souls slip away from under your eyes?" The Black Messenger's tone was cold, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with the third elder Bai Yanhu. With his big hand, he grasped the last fragment of Ye Chuan's soul remaining in Bai Yanhu's body, and it turned into a faint black air hovering on his fingertips. After a while, it slowly dissipated.

"Lord Messenger, I..."

Bai Yanhu was sweating profusely, and big drops of sweat dripped from his forehead.

With his third-level cultivation in the Real Realm Realm, he was powerless to fight back in front of this Dark Messenger, and he couldn't even notice how the other party acted. What level of cultivation has this Dark Messenger reached

In front of his disciples, Bai Yanhu stood tall, but in front of this messenger of darkness, he was afraid that his hands and feet would be cold.

"That man's cultivation level is not very good, and his soul can only escape in the dark wind. However, the level of his soul is amazing, especially the move where his soul suddenly splits and escapes. It is very similar to a legendary magical power that has long been lost in the wild world. . Bai Yanhu, you don’t have to blame yourself too much. Not to mention you, even if I take action personally, I may not be able to keep him, but... "

The Dark Messenger paused and said coldly: "However, you are still too careless. You were so close to someone at night without even noticing. There is not much time left for you, and there is no such good opportunity as the big competition. If you miss it, if you don’t seize the opportunity next time, there is no need for you to stay in Yunwu Sect. By the way, let me tell you the latest news. Yun Feiwu, the leader of Yunwu Sect, will soon break out of the trap. He can’t be trapped anymore. At any time It is possible to rush back to the Yunwu Sect, so you should take care of yourself. In addition, no matter what method you use, you must find that person just now, I like his spirit!"

The voice of the Dark Messenger came faintly, and turned into a plume of black smoke that curled up into the sky and disappeared. It came without a trace and went away very strangely.

The third elder, Bai Yanhu, was kneeling in the hall, his face deathly pale.

Is Yun Feiwu, the head of the Yunwu Sect, coming back

With his cultivation and prestige, if he returns to the Yunwu Sect, wouldn't all his atrocities have to be dug out

Bai Yanhu was sweating profusely. The time left for him was really running out! Many plans had to be accelerated and had to take desperate risks!