From the moment he was captured by Xu Wen, the humiliation bit Yang Zhicheng's heart all the time, even more than the desire for the great road.
For countless days and nights, he was thinking about how to wash away the humiliation.
Originally, he still had some illusions. He always felt that his capture was accidental. He wanted to make a long-term plan and didn't want to waste his life.
But the moment he saw the Qingluan Agate Bead and knew that Wan Zhongyun had been killed by Xu Wen, everything suddenly collapsed.
He instantly understood that today was his best chance for revenge.
If Xu Wen couldn't be retained when so many senior brothers, as well as Qiu Yunchang and Ruan Cishan were present, then he would never have the chance to retain him in the future.
Looking at Yang Zhicheng who was rushing towards him like crazy, Xu Wen sneered.
As soon as his mind moved, the evil ghost roared out, and the dead wood of the underworld was raised high. The ghost energy was activated, and the underworld fire that was much stronger than in Cheng Jun's hand rose into the sky.
As soon as it came into contact with the filthy fire of the underworld, the steaming black smoke suddenly fell to the ground like poisonous snakes with their bones removed, but there were many tiny black insect corpses.
Seeing Yang Zhicheng rushing towards him, the evil spirit suddenly blew heavily on the dead wood.
The green flaming arrow shot out, instantly breaking through Yang Zhicheng's protective spell and falling on him who was caught off guard.
But it didn't ignite anything. Instead, it seeped into his body along his skin like water sinking into sand, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The blue-scaled sword shot out with lightning, twisted and twisted, and snatched away his magic weapon and storage bag.
"You...Yellow Spring Dirty Fire...How could you have..."
Pointing at the torch in the evil ghost's hand, Yang Zhicheng's voice was full of disbelief.
The filthy fire from the underworld entered his body, and there was no abnormality on the surface. However, the magic power he had cultivated for hundreds of years melted away like snow entering boiling water.
Great panic arose from the bottom of my heart, it was something more frightening than death.
"This turned out to be Chengjun's. I cut off one of his hands, and then it became mine!"
Looking at Yang Zhicheng coldly, Xu Wen's voice was as cold as ice:
"I don't know what it means to stand out, but your road... has come to an end!"
"No~~~~"
After hearing these words, Yang Zhicheng, who was trying his best to stay calm, suddenly wailed loudly.
Green flames rushed out from all seven of his orifices. After burning the mana, the filthy fire of the underworld began to burn his body, instantly turning him into a huge human-shaped torch.
In unimaginable pain, he rolled and struggled with all his strength, trying to extinguish the flames on his body.
But the filthy fire of Huangquan started to burn from the inside out from the dantian, and it was impossible to extinguish it.
Amidst the violent wailing, his whole body began to melt, slowly shrinking, and finally turned into a human wax figure less than one foot tall.
The wax figure is lifelike, with extremely lifelike expressions and movements. It is the miniature of the most painful moment when Yang Zhicheng was about to die.
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Even the well-informed Ruan Cishan couldn't help but take a few steps back.
The methods of the underworld are completely different from those of the flesh and blood world, they are strange, cruel, and gloomy...
Even Xu Wen secretly sighed when he saw this scene.
He didn't have much murderous intention towards Yang Zhicheng. If the other party hadn't lost his mind and rushed forward to fight, he wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to him.
However, after realizing the huge gap between himself and the enemy, Yang Zhicheng completely pinned his hope for revenge on this time, and finally suffered the consequences.
Many times, what keeps people sane is not facts, but illusions and self-paralysis.
Yang Zhicheng's ending also calmed down Xu Wen's originally impatient mood.
Yang Zhicheng's lack of calmness caused the other party to die tragically, and if he continued to be uncool, he would probably be the next one to die tragically.
With his mind spinning, he suddenly swung his blue-scaled sword, pointed at Qiu Yunchang and shouted coldly:
"Qiu Yunchang, there are so many senior brothers here today, I will let you go just once."
"But you have to be careful, I will keep an eye on you all the time, when you practice, when you sleep, when you eat..."
"My magic sword will start from any place you can think of or unexpectedly, and chop off your head unexpectedly."
Hearing this, Qiu Yunchang, who was taking the time to heal his injuries, turned pale.
With the opponent's elusive movement and sword skills, this is really not an empty threat, but a real threat.
But Xu Wen's sudden change in attitude made him think of another possibility, and he suddenly said loudly:
"He's injured, or he doesn't have enough mana!"
Xu Wen smiled coldly when he heard this, stared at Qiu Yunchang and shouted:
"If you are brave, come up and try. Even if I am injured and use up all my mana, I can still crush you to death like an ant!"
After saying that, he saluted all around and said loudly:
"Brothers, this is a personal grudge between me and Chief Qiu Yun. It has nothing to do with the sect. Thank you all for being impartial..."
Such heart-wrenching words are an obvious provocation, but with his tyrannical strength, they are also extremely persuasive.
No one would find it annoying to beat up a drowned dog, but no one with any sense would do it when it comes to fighting a ferocious beast head-on for the sake of others.
As he spoke, without waiting for others to react, the evil ghost held up the dead wood of the underworld to clear the way.
One ghost and one ghost rose into the air and rushed out. The few people blocking the front looked at each other and moved out of the way in tacit agreement.
"Uncle Ruan..."
Being severely injured by Xu Wen, Qiu Yun Chang himself had no ability to stop Xu Wen, so he could only look at Ruan Cishan for help.
Ruan Cishan, who had always been on his side, did not do what he wanted this time and just shook his head slightly at him.
He would never allow Xu Wen to kill Qiu Yunzhang in front of him, that would be a living insult to him.
But if he had to fight Xu Wen for the sake of the other party, Qiu Yunchang was just one of his son-in-law's many disciples, so how could he have such great dignity.
Breaking out of the encirclement, Xu Wen's figure was like lightning and quickly disappeared into the mist.
Everyone breathed a huge sigh of relief. Standing with such vicious people, even if the other party's target was not them, but they were still hostile, it was stressful.
Only Qiu Yunchang was angry and angry, but he couldn't show it. He could only grit his teeth and feel cruel in his heart.
As soon as he rushed into the fog, he didn't even have time to look around, so Xu Wen hurriedly stuffed a few pills into his mouth.
Ruan Cishan's black iron feather arrow explosion is by no means as simple as it seems.
If he had been prepared in advance, he could have blocked it with the Qingluan Agate Bead, but he continued to use the Qinglin Sword, which consumed a lot of mana and his reaction was half a beat slower.
Although he blocked most of the impact, the aftermath still hurt him.
Breaking out of the fog, there is an endless desert on the opposite side, which seems to be connected to the secret land of Taoyuan.
He didn't have time to search, so he looked around for a while, found a relatively hidden place, ordered the evil spirits to be on guard, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged.
As soon as he sat down, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of donated blood, and several black iron fragments were forced out.
Qiu Yunchang's poison was nothing, but Ruan Cishan's black iron feather arrows were very extraordinary. They contained extremely strong Gengjin sword energy, and the black iron fragments that were shot everywhere were even more sharp.
Even with the invisible suit, it still hurt him.
Otherwise, how could he let Qiu Yunchang go when he had such a good opportunity.
After calming down, Xu Wen began to perform exercises to heal injuries and eliminate toxins.
Two hours later, it was not until the last few black iron fragments were forced out that the injury was basically stabilized.
He opened his eyes and checked his mana. He found that less than 20% of his mana was left. He couldn't help but smile secretly.
After advancing to the third level, the Green Scale Sword does not consume much energy, but while its power is greatly improved, the requirements for mana are also greatly increased.
Just a few operations consume a lot of mana.
Otherwise, with this third-level magic weapon, he can sweep away other foundation-building disciples. Killing Qiu Yunchang would not be so time-consuming and laborious.
Looking back on the pursuit of Qiu Yunzhang this time, Xu Wen also felt that he was a little reckless, a little blinded by hatred.
It would be too forceful and overbearing to kill Qiu Yunzhang in front of so many brothers from the other side.
Even with his magic power, the opponent will not be aggressive, but various restraints are inevitable.
Otherwise, based on the current strength comparison between him and Qiu Yunchang, they would have killed each other in three strikes, five divisions, and two strikes. How could they have allowed the other party to persist for so long?
And surrounded by wolves, once he shows his weakness, he will definitely die without a burial place.
It is impossible to let go of hatred, but we must be more cautious and never waste our lives like that again.
Secretly deciding to find a better opportunity to take action, Xu Wen took out Yang Zhicheng's storage bag.
The owner was already dead, and with just a few clicks, he forced the storage bag's restraints away, and when it fell out, there was a large pile of stuff in front of him.
After the Heavenly Eye Treasure Light Technique was activated and the consciousness left the body, the function of this magical power greatly improved. With just a few glances, a lot of things could be seen clearly.
Among the foundation-building monks he killed, apart from the ghost cultivator, Yang Zhicheng's worth was relatively weak. No wonder his cultivation was also relatively weak.
After some picking and picking, except for some spiritual stones, they were all ordinary second-level low-grade magic weapons. Xu Wen now looked down upon these things at all.
You can only sell it for spiritual stones or give it away.
After sorting things into categories, a small booklet bound with talisman paper caught Xu Wen's attention.
I called it over and took a look, and it turned out to be Yang Zhicheng's training notes. There were curses on Xu Wen in many places.
Who is a serious person who can write notes?
Xu Wen couldn't help but feel a little funny. He flipped through it casually a few times and was about to burn it, but the content on one of the pages made him stop.
On it are several talismans forming a strange pattern, which vaguely seems to form some kind of formation.
Xu Wen suddenly felt something in his heart when he thought of how he had used the four magic talismans today.
The failure to dodge Ruan Cishan's black iron feather arrow had a lot to do with the four spiritual talismans.
If just a normal magic talisman was used, it would not be so powerful at all. After forming that strange formation, the various spells cooperated with each other, and the effect far exceeded the total.
Thinking of this, he immediately took out all the contents related to the spiritual talisman and studied it carefully.
There is quite a lot of content, taking up more than half of the notes, especially at the back of the notes, which are almost all about the ideas, plans, and implementation effects in this regard...
(End of chapter)
