For Wei Tong, it was really embarrassing to be made so embarrassed by a good-for-nothing good-for-nothing.
So he was not in a hurry to kill Ye Yuntian, but looked down coldly from a high position. He wanted to let this embarrassed waste slowly die with regret.
Ye Yuntian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. He raised his head and looked at Wei Tong. The shocked expression on his face suddenly disappeared, and the corner of his mouth that still had blood stains raised an arc.
Seeing this smile, Wei Tong's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but frown. Then he felt the slight movement on the soles of his feet. He looked down and saw a golden talisman mixed in the dense manipulation under his feet. Weird and complicated runes were facing him.
Wei Tong suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and immediately withdrew without any time to think.
While Wei Tong withdrew, Ye Yuntian raised his right hand and moved it back, as if waving to a good friend in the distance.
As he waved, five or six talismans caught in the grass behind Wei Tong suddenly flew up, reaching around Wei Tong in an instant. Ye Yuntian suddenly shouted: "Explode!"
"Fuck!"
Wei Tong only had time to let out a shrill roar before he was completely drowned by the ripples of air caused by the explosion that sounded almost at the same time!
Ye Yuntian just pretended to escape and set up this trap in order to maximize the power of the explosive talisman. Five of the six explosive talismans in front of him exploded directly at Wei Tong. Only the one that scared Wei Tong away The location of the explosive talisman is slightly off.
An explosion of this magnitude, not to mention that Wei Tong was only at the eighth level of martial arts, even if a strong man at the ninth level of martial arts was among them, it would probably be enough to drink a pot.
Ye Yuntian stepped aside, wiped the blood off his hands, bandaged them briefly, then waved his palm to disperse the black smoke in front of his eyes, and saw Wei Tong lying on the ground miserable.
At this moment, Wei Tong's light yellow gown was completely torn, his skin was torn and his flesh was torn, and there were several scars that were deep enough to show the bones. His aura was extremely low.
Wei Tong endured the severe pain all over his body, took out an elixir from his storage bag and put it in his mouth. As soon as he reached his mouth, he felt a pain in his wrist, and the elixir in his hand fell to the ground and rolled aside.
A large black shadow appeared in front of his eyes. He raised his head with difficulty and saw Ye Yuntian standing in front of him holding a sword, looking at him like he looked at the other person just now.
The difference is that Ye Yuntian was pretending just now, but Wei Tong is really at the end of his power and is at the mercy of others.
Thinking of his performance just now, Wei Tong felt like he was a joke, because the opponent's cultivation level was low and he underestimated the enemy, which led to the pale situation in front of him, which was really difficult for his proud heart to accept.
"Kill me!" Wei Tong raised his head and said bitterly to Ye Yuntian, obviously very unconvinced. If it weren't for the other party's treachery, he wouldn't be so miserable even if he had the explosive talisman.
As the ninth member of the inner sect of the Sword Cloud Sect, he was extremely skilled in swordsmanship, but he was fried before he could use it.
Even if he was killed, he would not be convinced.
"If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have cut your wrists just now. I would have cut your throat instead. But I can't bear to be provoked. If you just want to die, I will grant your wish."
Ye Yuntian squatted down, looked at Wei Tong, smiled lightly, and said.
Wei Tong looked stunned. Wouldn't the other party kill him?
Ye Yuntian said again: "This secret realm is so full of spiritual energy and has so many treasures. Aren't you entering it to pursue a higher realm? Just answer a few questions and I will spare your life. You have this A little injured, just find a few spiritual materials and you'll be able to recover."
Ye Yuntian's words touched Wei Tong's heart. He worked so hard to enter the ninth inner sect just for this trip to the secret realm. He planned to use this secret realm to become a true disciple of the Sword Cloud Sect. That would greatly enhance his status and help his family.
Wei Tong's face was complicated, he hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Can I believe your promise?"
Ye Yuntian said: "If you believe me, there is a chance of survival. If you don't believe me, I will kill you with one sword."
Wei Tong knew that at this moment he was a fish and the other was a sword, and he didn't really have much choice. He sighed softly and said, "I can tell you anything that doesn't involve sect secrets."
Ye Yuntian nodded and asked: "What's your name? What sect are you from? How did you enter the True Spirit Secret Realm?"
Now that Wei Tong had made his decision, he no longer hesitated and said immediately: "My name is Wei Tong, and I am a disciple of the inner sect of the Sword Cloud Sect. This True Spirit Secret Realm is a core resource controlled by our Sword Cloud Sect. Every three In ten years, the elders will use the spiritual formation to allow more than a hundred disciples of the younger generation to enter it to find resources and experience."
Ye Yuntian asked again: "How many people have come in this year? When did they come in? What level of cultivation are you among these people?"
Wei Tong said: "There are one hundred and eight people in total, ninety-eight of them are true disciples, and the remaining ten are inner disciples. I am ranked ninth among these ten inner disciples. It has been less than an hour since I came in."
"That is to say, you are ranked second to last among these 108 people." Ye Yuntian was a little surprised. In his opinion, even if Wei Tong was not in the upper reaches, he should be in the middle. Unexpectedly, he was at the bottom.
Wei Tong's mouth twitched, but he still nodded, "It's okay if you say that."
Ye Yuntian felt that he had made a mistake, smiled and said, "Don't worry, as long as you work hard, you should be able to catch up."
When Wei Tong heard what Ye Yuntian said, he suddenly believed that Ye Yuntian would not kill him.
Ye Yuntian asked again: "Who are the strongest among this group of disciples? At what level of cultivation are they?"
Wei Tong had hope of living in his heart and informed in detail: "There are five famous disciples of the younger generation who have reached the second level of Xuanwu. They are Bai Hongjian, Gu Yun, Gao Gao, Zhai Bing'er and Zhu Qi."
Ye Yuntian asked: "Is there no one named Zheng?"
Wei Tong shook his head and said: "The Zheng family is a bit out of touch. The middle-aged generation has experienced previous trips to the secret realm. Now, although the strongest of the younger generation are true disciples, they are not qualified to enter the secret realm."
Ye Yuntian asked again: "Then do you know a person named Zheng Qinghong?"
Wei Tong was stunned for a moment before explaining: "Elder Zheng is the second elder of our Sword Cloud Sect. His cultivation is unfathomable and powerful!"
Ye Yuntian suddenly realized and said: "It turns out to be an elder..."
Ye Yuntian said again: "Please give a rough description of the appearance of the five strongest people you mentioned."
Wei Tong: "Bai Hongjian has a square face and big eyes. He looks like a brainless person. In fact, so far, few people in the Jianyun Sect know his true strength. Some of his enemies are very inexplicable. Either dead or disabled.”
Wei Tong actually wants to say that he is an old silver coin like you.
