The breeze passed through the bamboo forest, and the slender and sharp bamboo leaves fell, like a rain of swords.

In an open field, the two stood facing each other, guarding each other.

The woman was dressed in a black military uniform, and her hair was tied up high, swaying gently in the breeze. Her entire arm was red with blood, and she leaned against the bamboo, trying to straighten up.

The man was wearing a white brocade robe, his face was handsome, but he was full of evil spirits, and his blood-red eyes looked very weird.

"You have been eroded by Yin Qi", Fang Xile's eyes flickered: "How long can you maintain this state?"

The wealthy merchant he met in the ancient temple only handed over part of his soul, and he was not a real ghost contractor, at most he was a slave of the ghost, and the ghoul he used had weak yin qi, so there was almost no yin qi on his body.

And Song Yucheng, his contract ghost thing is more powerful, and he is the possession type, which has a great influence on him.

After making a contract with ghosts, there will be a certain resistance to yin qi, but after a long time, the physical body will still be eroded, unless it is a realm higher than the ghost thing, or there is a way to remove yin qi.

Song Yucheng's eyes only turned red at first, but now on his fingers, sharp black nails have grown, and he is transforming into the direction of ghosts little by little, and he may eventually become ghosts and lose himself.

After all, no one can perfectly harness the ability of ghosts.

"Haha," Song Yucheng stroked his palms and laughed, after being possessed, he was much more sincere: "I can't hold on for long, but aren't you the same? Can you still lift your arms and swing a knife?"

A large amount of blood gushed out from the wounds on the shoulders and arms, flowing down the arms and onto the hands, and the entire right hand was slippery and sticky.

However, Fang Xile didn't seem to care, and was still in the mood to chat.

"I still have a question, the Song family is already the largest family in Hongqing County, why did they still sign a contract with ghosts?"

"Revenge, of course!"

Song Yucheng's face was distorted, and he said viciously.

"We are from the Song family in Zhongzhou, just because of the failure of the competition for the patriarch, our group was squeezed out of the Song family, so they didn't let us go, killed my grandfather, forced us to leave the rich Zhongzhou, and came to this poor land of mountains and rivers, sooner or later we will go back to take revenge!"

"You... Born in Midstate?"

"No," Song Yucheng's tone was a little lost, and then he became excited: "Father said that we will go back." ”

"That's... Have you met your grandfather?"

“... Nope"

Fang Xile chuckled, looking at him with a hint of pity in his eyes: "In other words, you haven't seen your grandfather and haven't been to Zhongzhou, but you think that returning to Zhongzhou to take revenge is your life's goal?"

Song Yucheng raised his head, and his blood-red eyes stared at her viciously: "If you look at me like this again, you will gouge out your eyes!"

Song Yucheng "giggled" and sneered, the blood in his eyes became more and more vivid, and two long teeth grew out of his mouth.

The surrounding bamboo forest has also changed, no longer verdant green, but gray old green, looking crooked, like a beast with teeth and claws.

It's not just a distortion of vision, it's an illusion.

"Okay! You've got too many questions, so let me send you on your way!"

Song Yucheng stood in place, holding his hands emptyly, and a large cloud of yin qi gathered into his palm, forming a ball.

Fang Xile stood still and didn't move, and even closed his eyes slightly.

"Haha, have you given up resistance?

Song Yucheng waved his hand, and the yin qi mass crossed an arc and slammed into Fang Xile's abdomen.

"Bump—"

Suddenly, she flew out like a kite with a broken string and slammed into the ground.

"Poof—"

Fang Xile spurted out a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground panting.

"Miss Fang!"

Zhang Chao exclaimed with an anxious face.

Fang Xile opened his eyes and shook his head at him.

Zhang Chao's complexion changed several times, but in the end, he still came according to patience, looking at the battlefield with a gloomy expression, pressing his hand on the hilt of the sword, the preparation was not right, and he immediately supported.

"Tsk, that's embarrassing!"

Song Yucheng said regretful words in his mouth, but a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he approached step by step.

At this time—

The yin qi that overflowed around was suddenly absorbed by an invisible vortex and surged towards Fang Xile.

Song Yucheng's expression changed, just a moment, he actually felt that the ghost thing in his body was afraid, and even the yin qi in his body trembled uncontrollably.

"What's going on?"

The surrounding yin qi visibly decreased to the naked eye, and the strangely shaped bamboo became green and straight again.

Song Yucheng was forced to withdraw from the state of ghost possession, and his pupils returned to black.

And the momentum on Fang Xile's body is still rising, getting stronger and stronger.

With her as the center, the oppressive power of the high-ranking martial artist spread out in all directions.

Song Yucheng, who was facing her, felt it most clearly, and Zhang Chao in the distance also straightened up, and his mouth grew unconsciously.

"Breaking through?"

"Breakthrough on the spot!"

That's right, it's a breakthrough in battle, a word that all warriors have heard and yearned for. But like an epiphany, you only hear its voice, but you don't see its person, and today, these two things happened to one person at the same time!

Genius, this is the real genius!

Song Yucheng was shocked in his heart, and his face showed bitterness.

If he had such a talent, the Song family would not need to take risks and contract ghosts, as long as he waited for him to achieve the True Yuan Realm, he would be able to return to Zhongzhou and the Song family with dignity.

At this time, the breath that had been climbing stopped.

Fang Xile opened his eyes, secretly regretting, he was almost able to open the tenth meridian.

But that's fine, being promoted to two levels at once is too eye-catching, and it may cause trouble.

When the strength is weak, it is necessary to keep a low profile.

Even exercises that can restrain yin energy will be coveted.

If it is known, as long as the yin qi is sufficient, her cultivation speed is ten times that of ordinary martial artists, and I am afraid that the masters of the True Yuan Realm will have to pull down their faces and snatch the exercises.

"Whew"

Fang Xile let out a sigh of relief, got up slowly, took out a small pill and took it, under the effect of the pill, the blood from the wound finally stopped.