Although the dead soldiers were trained, their hearts trembled at this time, and they couldn't help but be afraid.

Because Ye Siheng took out the sword too quickly and ruthlessly!

It's a hard stubble!

As soon as Ye Siheng's dark and cold eyes looked at them, the dead man in front of him felt as if a chill swept through his whole body, and his steps retreated.

If you take a step back, you have already lost.

Ye Siheng was like a ghost, his figure was traceless, and the sword qi condensed by the long sword in his hand spread out like a mist in the sky.

The dead soldier in front of him had not yet been able to defend himself, and his head was cut off again.

In less than half a cup of tea, more than a dozen dead soldiers died!

The formation of the dead soldiers was suddenly chaotic.

Ye Siheng's hand shook slightly, and most of the blood on the blade of the sword was shaken off.

A trace of impatience flashed on his handsome face, "If you are so afraid of death, are you worthy of being a dead soldier?" ”

The hour is not early, he should be in the palace at this time, and have dinner with Ah Li.

And he was transferred to this place where birds don't, and it would take a little effort to go back, and he didn't want to waste time here.

A number of dead men were enraged and rushed forward.

With a few sonorous sounds, Ye Siheng easily took their lives again.

He stepped forward, stepped on the gravel, and said, "Yes, that's how it should be." ”

The dead soldiers' throats tightened, and they just wanted to speak and tell Ye Siheng not to go any further.

The sun has completely set.

The sky seemed to be splashed with ink, and a bright moon hung high above it, radiating a glittering light.

Ye Siheng was obviously stained with blood, but the cold moonlight splashed on him, smooth and noble, and it made people feel that he was like a god descending into the world.

But this god is a murderer.

With every step forward, the dead took a step back.

Ye Siheng was annoyed after all, they didn't dare to come, so he took the initiative to go.

Swept over, the sword was used freely in his hand, and the cold light slashed, and a person fell to the ground.

The night breeze in the mountains is cold and gloomy.

There are less than twenty dead soldiers left.

They had obviously fought with all their might, but none of them could make a move under Ye Siheng's hands, and he seemed to have endless internal strength and strength, and he didn't get tired at all.

The dead have reached a dead end.

"Use the Condensing Gong Pill!" Suddenly, a dead man shouted.

But the rest of the dead were a little hesitant.

This Condensing Gong Pill can increase one's internal strength tenfold in an instant, but in this way, the mental strength and internal strength will be exhausted, and even if they can defeat Ye Siheng, they will be dead.

Ye Siheng frowned slightly, he didn't expect them to have the killing trick of Ning Gong Dan.

Although he is not tired, if more than a dozen people take all the drugs and force their potential out, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with.

In order not to increase the difficulty, Ye Siheng's eyes darkened, and his figure flew by, killing one more if he could.

Those dead soldiers were still hesitating, but seeing that Ye Siheng was so fierce, they knew that even if they didn't take the pill, they could only die here.

If you take it, you may still be able to complete the task!

The last eight people hurriedly took out the pill and swallowed it.

In an instant, the figures of these eight people seemed to be a little taller, and their breath also changed.

Ye Siheng squinted his eyes slightly, his wrist turned, and the sword body reflected the half moon, and he lightly opened his thin lips: "Come on." ”

The internal strength of the eight people has been greatly improved, and at this moment, whether it is light skills or moves, they are even more powerful than just now.

Qi attacked the past, and Ye Siheng was dodging and counterattacking at the same time.

The sword qi is flying like a coiling dragon, and it is still extraordinary, but the eight dead soldiers can already take his sword moves!

Swords and swords, blood splattered.

After a cup of tea, Ye Siheng found a flaw and dealt with the two dead soldiers, but he was already feeling a little struggling.

His arm was also scratched, and blood stained the sleeves of his coat, slowly falling down, and the back of his hand and palm were all crimson.

The remaining six dead were also surprised.

Their skills had obviously increased tenfold, but Ye Siheng was not only able to parry, but also killed two people.

It is conceivable how high Ye Siheng's martial arts are.

What kind of monster is he?!

"We can't go around any longer, we only have a little time left!" A dead man said.

"Who doesn't know!" The other dead soldier gritted his teeth, if they could kill Ye Siheng, they would have killed them a long time ago!

"Don't give him a respite!"

Six men attacked again with their weapons.

Ye Siheng's face was cold, and he was a little slippery because of the blood on his hands, and in less than two moves, the long sword was split and flew out.

The six of them were excited, and their eyes were stained with deeper killing intent.

Ye Siheng is out of weapons, this is the best opportunity!

Kill him!

The six of them shouted in their hearts, there was only one thought.

Six cold rays of light approached from all directions, making it impossible for Ye Siheng to dodge at all.

A fierce color flashed in Ye Siheng's eyes, and with both hands, the powerful internal force spread outward from the dantian, rolling up a violent wind.

The sleeve robe is also tumbling violently!

The weapons of the six people were suppressed by his internal force, and it was difficult to move half an inch.

They couldn't hide their surprise on their faces, they were all entangled with them to this extent, Ye Siheng still had such internal strength!

The moonlight was obscured by the clouds, revealing only a faint outline.

Heaven and earth fell into darkness.

Ye Siheng no longer has the brilliance of a god at this moment, but is like a rakshasa from hell.

Flip with both hands.

Qiang !!

Six in a row!

All swords are broken!

The six people were also shocked by the strong internal force and fell back a few meters away, although the effect of the elixir had not yet reached the time, their hearts had been shattered, and they vomited blood.

However, Ye Siheng still has to go to one of them.

The damage to the man's heart was not too serious, and the other five were either dying or dying, so he could still move.

The night was deep, and he couldn't see Ye Siheng's face clearly, only listening to the footsteps, which also made him feel creepy.

He desperately clutched the weeds and gravel on the ground and moved back, saying "Don't ...... Don't come, don't come. ”

Let him die quietly.

Ye Siheng kicked a sword at will, and he had already reached the dead man's side: "What about the horse?" ”

"Huh?" The dead man was stunned.

"How else did you get here?" Ye Siheng was extremely impatient.

"We didn't come on horseback."

Ye Siheng stabbed directly with a sword, and specially picked the most painful place, "This should be quite far from Kyoto, I don't ride a horse, could it be that you are walking?" ”

The dead soldier screamed and replied, "No, it was the Taoist priest who drew a huge talisman and sent us here in batches. ”

"So what is this place? Which way to go back to Kyoto? Ye Siheng stabbed again.

Beads of sweat rolled down the dead man's forehead, and he whimpered, "I don't know...... We were all gathered on a mission and didn't ask a word at all. ”

Ye Siheng was even more unhappy: "I don't know if I ask three questions, I knew that I took your life directly." ”

Only then did the dead man know that it was Ye Siheng who deliberately left a hand.

Why is he so miserable?!

What's even worse is that Ye Siheng turned around directly and didn't care about himself anymore.

The dead man stared at his figure with wide eyes: "You're ...... Kill me before leaving. ”

Be a good person, please!

Ye Siheng didn't look back: "Wait for death slowly, this is your useless punishment." ”