"Boom!"

The ghostly sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the sound of the sword was as clear as a dragon.

Ye Xing raised his long sword, and the brilliant cold light quickly slashed towards the Bliss Ancestor in front of him.

There is a way to take advantage of his illness to kill him, and if he is not killed when he is seriously injured at this time, every time he recovers from his injury, Ye Xing will be more dangerous. This Bliss Ancestor is a first-class Innate Realm Great Devil, if he can't be killed tonight, I'm afraid there will really be endless troubles in the future.

"Whew!"

The sword roared, and the ghostly sword turned into a cold light and slashed straight down towards the head of the Ancestor of Bliss.

Seeing that it was about to be split on the head of the Ancestor of Bliss, at this moment, the healing Ancestor of Bliss suddenly opened his eyes.

"Boy, it's really powerful that you can force Old Ancestor and me into such an embarrassing situation. Ancestor I have to work hard now, it's really not certain who will kill us!"

The Great Red Flower Clothed Bliss Ancestor's pair of triangular eyes exuded a terrifying killing intent like a poisonous snake, and he snorted coldly, brandishing his twin knives and killing towards Ye Xing.

"Whew!"

The sword wind gusted, with a terrifying might, and swept towards Ye Xing.

"Bang!"

The swords clashed, colliding with a little bit of spark, and the two quickly fought. The surging innate true yuan spread out, and in an instant, sand and rocks flew in the forest, and fallen leaves flew wildly.

The sword light shone, the sword qi was horizontal, the energy escaped, and the surrounding trees collapsed in rows.

The battle was fierce, and the figures of the two were sometimes in the clearing, sometimes flying over the ancient trees.

After all, the Ancestor of Bliss was a first-class Innate Realm level powerhouse, and at this time, under the madness, the attack was very fierce, and Ye Xing was completely at a disadvantage.

After only two rounds of fighting, Ye Xing received three knife wounds on his body.

"Damn, I hurt my master!" Ye Xing bared his teeth, but his eyes were not afraid, and a fierce light flashed. While running Lei Xin Chunmu to treat knife wounds, he also fought hard, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

This Bliss Ancestor is already at the end of the crossbow now, how can Ye Xing be afraid. The more ferocious and urgent the Bliss Ancestor attacked, it meant that he was getting closer and closer to defeat. Ye Xing only needed to defend against the fierce attack of the Ancestor of Bliss and not let him escape.

"Bang!"

Swords clashed, and surging energy swept in all directions, resounding throughout the night sky.

Soon fifty moves passed, and the Bliss Ancestor's forehead was full of sweat, his steps were vain, and his face became more and more pale. A trace of red blood continued to spill from the corner of his mouth, and the panic in his eyes grew stronger.

On the other side, Ye Xing was also covered in blood, and after a big battle, Ye Xing was stabbed more than a dozen times, and the wound was hot and painful, but fortunately, there was Lei Xin Chunmu and the super defensive recovery of "Nine Turns of the Golden Body".

Compared with the decline of the Bliss Ancestor, the aura on Ye Xing's body was not weak, and even faintly sharp.

"Old thing, your strength is almost consumed, master, I'll send you on the road!"

A cold light flashed in Ye Xing's eyes, and he carried the fourth form of "Demon Killing Seven Swords".

In an instant, the heavens and the earth suddenly darkened, and the originally dark night was as black as ink, even the moonlight disappeared, and the endless space was endlessly dark.

In the endless darkness, a golden light suddenly lit up!

"That's it! It's this trick again!"

The Bliss Ancestor's pupils contracted sharply, and he was filled with horror. In the previous battle in the Valley of Bliss, Ye Xing used this trick to injure him. With this terrifying killing move, the second-class innate realm simply injured him, a powerhouse of the first-class innate realm.

And at that time, he was still in his heyday and was still wounded, and now he is already seriously injured, and he is already at the end of his strong crossbow.

"Whew!"

The golden light flashed, and the speed of the Phantom Light Sword was extremely fast, turning into an afterimage, 'poof!', and pierced into the chest of the Ancestor of Bliss, violently stirring, blood splashing.

Crimson blood slid down the tip of the sword and fell to the ground, staining the grass below.

The unwilling resentment in the eyes of the Ancestor of Bliss faded as his aura gradually faded, turning into a dead gray.

"Poof!" With a bang, the corpse of the Ancestor of Bliss fell straight to the ground, and blood continued to come out of the sword wound on his chest, trickling down, staining the big red flower clothes and the grass red.

A first-class innate realm great devil finally fell under Ye Xing's repeated attacks.

"Damn, it's really not easy to kill this old thing, I'm tired of killing me!" Ye Xing gasped, and also collapsed to the ground from exhaustion, just lying on the grass like a 'big' shape, looking up at the starlight in the sky and resting, and the ghostly light sword was also thrown aside. He was really tired.

First missile bombardment, big war, pursuit, big war, pursuit, big war, under the successive battles, Ye Xing also consumed a large amount of true yuan, and then he used the strongest killing move "Demon Killing Seven Swords" fourth form, and the real yuan was almost consumed.

In order to kill this Bliss Ancestor, Ye Xing really tried his best.

"It's no wonder that the first-class innate realm is called a strong level, far from being comparable to the second-class innate realm. If it weren't for the missile that seriously injured him this time, it would be impossible to kill the Ancestor of Bliss!" Ye Xing's eyes flashed, looking at the starry sky, and muttered: "Stepping into the first-class innate realm can be regarded as truly stepping into the forest of the strong, hey, I don't know what I can do to break through!"

After resting for a while and recovering a little bit of True Yuan, Ye Xing immediately began to bandage the wounds on his body.

In this battle, under the death-defying counterattack of the Ancestor of Bliss, Ye Xing was also hit by more than a dozen knife wounds on his body, the most serious of which was the knife wound on his left arm, and the flesh was turned over and the bones could be seen deeply. Although Lei Xin Chunmu was constantly treating, Ye Xing still applied some gold sore medicine and bandaged the wound. With both internal and external treatment, the wound will heal faster.

The wound that was being bandaged, suddenly the afterglow from the corner of Ye Xing's eyes couldn't help but just sweep over the corpse of the Ancestor of Bliss, and he saw a flash of blue light.

With a move in his heart, Ye Xing hurriedly looked up, only to see a cyan stone floating above the lower abdomen dantian of the corpse of the Ancestor of Bliss.

The cyan stone is fluorescent, glowing pale cyan at night, surrounded by a strong wind.

"Hey, what is this?" Ye Xing's eyes flashed, he walked forward quickly, grabbed the bluestone stone in his hand, and consciously told him that this bluestone stone was probably a treasure, but Ye Xing had never seen it and didn't know what it was.

"Could it be that the Bliss Ancestor before could still run so fast under the serious injury, relying on this cyan stone?" Ye Xing looked at the cyan stone in his hand and thought.

There was a faint strong wind around the cyan stone, like a blade, cutting Ye Xing's palm in great pain. It was only a moment of grabbing, and the back of Ye Xing's palm was already full of red blood marks.

(The first update is delivered, continue to write the second update!).