The Evil Ox King went crazy and drove Ye Chuan into a collision, getting faster and faster. But the feeling of danger not only did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger.
Yu Han, who was wearing a gray robe, chased after him. He lightly pressed and pulled, and another sharp blade turned into raindrops came out.
Clicking, clicking sounds suddenly sounded in the heavy fog.
Behind Ye Chuan, mangosteens fell neatly in rows, and the strong wind went straight to Ye Chuan's back.
Ye Chuan didn't even look back. His body suddenly fell over and hung on the belly of the running Evil Ox King. In the thick fog, a cold light suddenly appeared, and the sharp blade scraped across the back of the Evil Ox King, bringing with it a rain of blood.
The Evil Ox King has thick skin and thick flesh, and even if it stands still, even if a person cuts it with a sword, it won't leave a single scar. The sharp blade turned from raindrops in the hand of the gray-robed man Yuhan brought up a large rain of blood with a single stroke. It was extremely sharp!
"Go all the way to the west, to the Yunwu Sect!"
Ye Chuan suddenly stood up, smacked his palm, and pushed the evil bull king far away, letting him go to Yunwu Sect to report the news.
This evil bull king, tame with blood, carries his aura with him. Most people can't sense it, but Yan Mo, Fatty Zhao Dazhi, Zhu Sijia and others who stayed behind at Ziyun Peak can't sense it. Once the masters of Yunwu Sect come to help in large numbers, the gray-robed man Yuhan will have to retreat no matter how fierce he is. After all, this is the territory of Yunwu Sect, and no matter how powerful Yuhan is, there is only one person in gray robe.
Ouch!
The wailing cry of the Evil Ox King could be heard in the dense fog, and the footsteps were rolling like thunder as he ran away with anger and reluctance.
Unlike ordinary evil-eyed bull demons, this evil bull king has gradually become wiser and quickly understood Ye Chuan's intentions. Turning around and rushing forward couldn't save Ye Chuan, he would just die.
"Young man, do you want that wild bull to report back to the sect?"
The man in gray robe, Yu Han, walked up with an expressionless face. He did not make any move to intercept the running Evil Ox King. He let it go and said calmly: "It's useless. It's still fifty miles from here to Yunwu Sect. Just come back and forth." Hundreds of miles away. No matter how fast that beast is, by the time it arrives with the masters of the Yunwu Sect, it will be able to collect your corpse for you!"
The gray-robed man Yuhan was extremely confident. Killing a young man who was only a first-level monk was really a piece of cake for him.
Once upon a time, the killer Rain Demon was a household name in the Qin Dynasty and was a nightmare for countless people. But as early as hundreds of years ago, he began to retreat into seclusion, focusing solely on practicing the Sword Gu and not caring about worldly affairs. Assassinating a mere monk was a task that logically did not require him to do it himself, and he would have washed his hands of it long ago. Helplessly, I once owed a favor to Bai Yanhu, the third elder of the Yunwu Sect, so I had to make an exception after receiving the letter from the Golden Eagle.
Four hundred years, or three hundred and seventy years
Yuhan was a little stunned. He had forgotten the last time he killed someone. He even forgot how old he was this year. All he knew was that his time was approaching and he was about to run out of life.
A super killer who was once the most invincible in the continent, killed every enemy with his own hands, hunted down every powerful target, but in the end he had to die of old age in front of his eyes. This is his fate!
Yuhan was unwilling to give in and quickly completed the task to kill Ye Chuan. He also rushed back to Fengjian Gu for meditation, hoping to break through the bottleneck in the last short period of time.
From the sixth level of the real person realm to the seventh level of the real person realm is a small gap in realm, but it is also a leap and transformation.
After taking this step, he will become the first killer in the history of the Great Qin Dynasty to reach the peak of the Real Realm. His lifespan will also be greatly increased, and he can live for hundreds or even thousands of years!
"You only have half a stick of incense at most, so do it!"
Ye Chuan looked coldly at the gray-robed man Yu Han, his breathing quickly calmed down, and he felt calm. Wisps of water mist steamed up from the soles of his feet, vaguely blending into the bamboo forest shrouded in heavy fog.
Yuhan's face suddenly gained a hint of solemnity. Without saying a word, he flew towards Ye Chuan, stretched out his hand to press and pull, and another raindrop turned into a sharp blade and came out.
Ye Chuan's calmness and calmness made Yuhan feel a little uneasy for the first time.
When Ye Chuan crushed Hong Lie and others, he watched from afar. At that time, although Ye Chuan was stunning in his eyes and much more powerful than ordinary monks, he was still confident and followed him all the way to the bamboo forest before taking action. Now, my confidence is starting to waver slightly.
Who could be so calm after knowing his name and witnessing his power
As a top killer, Yu Han has met countless masters. Only the kind of invincible existence that defies the heavens can have Ye Chuan's expression at this moment. Not only did he not run away in panic, but he calmly said that he only had half a stick of incense at most. How calm and calm does this have to be
The whining sound broke through the air again.
The bamboos lying between the two fell down one by one.
Ye Chuan did not hide this time, he straightened up the Zhangdi Blood Spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear hit the whizzing sharp blade.
Drop, as if a drop of water fell on a sharp stone, tearing into pieces and causing a splash.
The whistling sharp blade quickly disintegrated and turned into water spray. The Zhangdi Blood Spear in Ye Chuan's hand suddenly bent and rattled as if it was about to break. His body couldn't help but fly backwards.
A small raindrop, in the hands of killer Yuhan, is heavier than a tens of thousands of kilograms of bronze tripod, and its power is terrifying!
The moment the spear was thrust out, Ye Chuan activated the two sky-swallowing talismans in his body, and thirty-six thousand kilograms of power suddenly exploded. However, the body was still knocked away!
"Huh… "
The killer Yuhan screamed, his face was surprised, shocked, and solemn.
A small raindrop could send Ye Chuan flying. Even Tuoba Xiong, the master of the Xuanding Sect, might not be able to do this, but for the killer Yu Han, it was still not enough. He originally thought that this drop of rain could crack the spear in Ye Chuan's hand, and then penetrate his chest with a fatal blow. Such a result was far from what he wanted and could not have expected.
It is true that Ye Chuan only has the cultivation level of a first-level monk, but the strength he displayed would put even the elite disciples of the third-level monk to shame!
"Come again!"
The killer Yuhan flew after him and pulled hard with both hands. This time, the number of sharp blades that whizzed out increased to three, stabbing Ye Chuan's heart, throat and eyebrows respectively. The power of this blow tripled!
After one blow failed, the killer Yu Han began to attack with all his strength, hoping for a quick victory.
Ye Chuan was indeed right. He only had half a stick of incense at most, so he couldn't kill Ye Chuan. Once the Yunwu Sect masters arrived, it would be troublesome.
Unlike ordinary people, killer Yuhan has always had a deep respect for an ancient sect like the Yunwu Sect, and would never step over the thunder pool easily.
It is this cautious and almost pious awe that makes him stand out from the top killers of the same period and has survived to this day. In fact, he was very reluctant to take on this task. After all, Ye Chuan was a great disciple of the Yunwu Sect. However, due to the commitment made back then, I had to reluctantly take action.