The fist of death is just around the corner.
The fist had already hit Han Youfang's abdomen from the back. Yu Sheng's idea was pure and simple, and very efficient.
That is to directly blow up the opponent's Nascent Soul with one punch.
Immortal cultivators generally have only one Nascent Soul. Some special cultivators have two Nascent Souls. The extreme ones have three Nascent Souls, located in the upper, middle and lower Dantians respectively.
However, no matter how high a cultivator is, his first Nascent Soul is almost always located in the Dantian, three inches below the abdomen.
Any random blow to a Nascent Soul would cause irreparable damage to a cultivator.
"Is the battle going to end before it even begins?" Yu Sheng showed a faint smile. He could already feel that the wind from his fist had torn through Han Youfang's clothes, and his muscles had begun to deform.
There is no need to use evil spirits to deal with immortal cultivators. The opponent's spirit body has merely been tempered by spiritual energy. The difference between them and warriors is like the difference between bronze and composite steel, which is more than one level apart.
boom!
There was a loud bang, and the wall was broken like tofu. Dust instantly filled the whole room. Yu Sheng's face looked a little ugly, "Run away!?"
Heart fire sensing!
Instantly locking onto Han Youfang, Yu Sheng hurriedly chased after him. Outside the villa, Han Youfang's face looked extremely ugly. He put one hand on his waist, and saw ghosts constantly entangled around him, as if helping him with emergency treatment.
However, Yu Sheng had already rushed out at this time.
However, Yu Sheng did not rush forward, because Han Youfang had already taken out a Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner, which was completely different from Mao Junsheng's Hundred Ghosts Banner.
Han Youfang shouted angrily with an ugly expression: "Good boy, you actually dared to sneak attack me! But the children's game is over now. I will extract your soul and refine your spirit, and you will never be able to reincarnate."
With a relaxed smile on his face, Yu Sheng looked at Han Youfang, who was almost finished with treatment. He felt a little helpless. After all, it was just an injury caused by a punch, and the lack of power was also expected.
But he was not nervous. As soon as he stretched out his hand, three golden crows the size of crows flew out of his body and immediately flew at high speed.
"One against four! Moreover, teleporting with the body is a huge consumption even for a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage! How many times can you use it? If you give up your body, the Nascent Soul will be as fragile as a baby, and its weaknesses will be obvious." Yu Sheng said without panic.
Han Youfang snorted coldly. He looked at Yu Sheng and shouted angrily, "You think you still have a chance to get close to me? One against four? You are wrong. It's one hundred thousand against four. Go to hell!"
Suddenly, a burst of black smoke came out of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner in his hand, covering the sky with a dark mass, as if the sky was about to be covered by it. Even the people around the villa were alarmed, and they rushed out of the house in a hurry, their faces changed drastically.
"What kind of monster is this?"
"Undead? Oh my god! There are so many of them. They must be attacking the city."
"You've been playing too many damn games, and you're even attacking the city. Why don't you run away now."
All of a sudden, everyone was running away. Mao Junsheng, who was seriously injured, was surrounded by a group of women and shouted in panic, "Run away! These are evil spirits. They will attack any living thing without rules. Damn it."
When the women around heard that he would attack any living thing, they no longer cared about him. These wives simply abandoned him and ran away.
"You, you bunch of bitches. How dare you abandon me..." Mao Junsheng said angrily.
However, at the critical moment of life and death, no one cared about him, and one or two of them ran away faster than anyone else. At this time, Zhao Hong walked in front of him, helped him up and said, "Junsheng, let's go!"
"You still have a conscience." Mao Junsheng breathed a sigh of relief. He was seriously injured and couldn't run fast. At this time, Zhao Hong didn't know where she got the strength from, and she carried him and ran away.
Woo! Woo! Woo…
Only horrible cries were heard, and evil spirits rushed out from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner. The quality of these evil spirits was also much higher. The most powerful ghost king directly protected Han Youfang and did not act rashly. Obviously, he was still very afraid of Yu Sheng getting close to him. After all, the physical advantage of a warrior is actually very obvious in close combat.
You have to know that Han Youfang is already 275 years old. He was already a famous master 200 years ago. In that era when spiritual energy was thin, it was not just luck that allowed him to cultivate to his current level.
"So many! Xiaoxu, can you eat all of them?" Yu Sheng clapped his hands, and suddenly a three-meter-long grass carp appeared behind him. This grass carp had six black whiskers, and it said excitedly: "Master is really smart, are these all mine?"
"Eat whatever you want!" Yu Sheng said bluntly.
Suddenly, Xiaoxu's six inky black whiskers stabbed directly at the evil spirits around him.
"What?" Han Youfang was startled. At this moment, Yu Sheng moved and rushed to him, chuckling, "Where are you looking at?"
boom!
The power of a punch was so great that the earth shook. A humanoid evil spirit blocked Yu Sheng's fist. The power of this evil spirit had already reached its essence. Its power should not be underestimated.
snort!
Glancing coldly at Yu Sheng, Han Youfang shouted, "Boy, do you think I am defenseless? With the Ghost King's defense, you can't hurt me at all. Go to hell! Soul-destroying Thorn!"
Han Youfang just pinched a spell in the air, and suddenly countless soul-destroying spears made of spiritual energy attacked Yu Sheng.
Evil spirit protects the body!
Yu Sheng's whole body was immediately covered with murderous aura. At the same time, a wandering golden crow directly attacked Han Youfang.
However, Han Youfang grasped the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner in his hand, and immediately a stream of Yin energy instantly dispersed the rest of the Golden Crow.
The distance between them was widening. At this time, the Ghost King did not pursue him, but returned to Han Youfang's side and acted as a diligent and responsible bodyguard.
"Xiao Xu! Get rid of that ghost king for me!" Yu Sheng looked at Xiao Xu and shouted.
Xiaoxu was stunned. He was already surrounded by tens of millions of evil spirits. His tentacles were a little too busy to handle it and he said, "Master, no. There are too many! Damn it."
A dozen evil spirits were swept away by the tentacles. Han Youfang, who was standing behind Xiaoxu, felt heartbroken when he saw Xiaoxu's actions. You have to know that these were the evil spirits he had collected on the battlefield after traveling around the world for decades, but when they came to Xiaoxu, they became food.
He did not waste any more time and commanded the other evil spirits to swarm towards Yu Sheng. He wanted to devour him alive.
Seeing the dark mass, Yu Sheng became a little anxious, and he quickly looked at Xiaoxu.
"Damn it! Xiaoxu, come back!" Yu Sheng shouted coldly.
"yes!"
Xiaoxu made a space jump and directly entered Yu Sheng’s soul space.
Han Youfang snorted coldly, "Boy, you still want to play some tricks. No matter what tricks you play, it's useless. You have no way to escape. You will pay the price of your life for what you have done, stupid boy."
As he spoke, Han Youfang was already waving the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner in his hand. Countless evil ghosts swarmed towards Yu Sheng, and for a moment, they were about to drown him.
In Yu Sheng's soul space, Xiao Xu solved them one by one, and said in panic: "Master, hurry up. I can't hold on any longer. There are too many. Run away!"
"Escape!?" Yu Sheng smiled, and then he jumped up, his whole body covered with murderous aura, instantly destroying the evil spirits around him. He did not run away, but rushed towards Han Youfang desperately.
"Looking for death! Ghost King, stop him." Han Youfang ordered.
Suddenly, the Ghost King stood in front of Yu Sheng, and the big knife formed by the Yin energy chopped towards Yu Sheng to kill him.
The force was unstoppable, the sky collapsed and the earth split. Yu Sheng quickly protected his body with his evil spirit, and put his hands on his chest to withstand the blow. However, he was still knocked out, thrown seventy or eighty meters, and fell to the ground, creating a big hole.
(End of this chapter)