"Be careful!" Cheng Yongshan's exclamation had not yet come out, and Cheng Yuan had already ushered in a cold wind in front of him.

However, although in the eyes of the internal strength martial artist, the speed of the mountain ghost is amazing, but with the realm and observation of Cheng Yuantianren, he can clearly see the movements of the mountain ghost.

Cheng Yuan instantly slashed upward, and the ghostly knife slashed through a flash of light, and while blocking the momentum of the mountain ghost's forward rush, two swords slashed out one after another like lightning.

Bang!

The Shen Shen Knife slashed at a black mountain ghost, like slashing fine iron, with a loud bang, but it also split the mountain ghost back a few steps, and there was a faint scar on his body, and the black gas escaped.

Boom!

The mountain ghost let out a scream that I didn't know whether it was pain or madness, which was terrifying.

Cheng Yuan's heart moved, just now his last knife, faintly transported a trace of true source, although it was weak, it seemed that the damage to the mountain ghost was not weak.

"Good knife technique!" Wang Leishan saw that Cheng Yuan had actually repelled the mountain ghost, his eyes lit up, and he praised it.

"Ah Yuan, change the knife!" Cheng Yongshi was even more surprised, and with a thought, he directly handed the slashing knife in his hand to Cheng Yuan.

Although Cheng Yuan had just consciously controlled himself and only exerted the physical strength of an internal martial artist, the sword technique he showed was extremely high.

Cheng Yuan did not refuse, and directly exchanged knives with Cheng Yongshi, and after becoming a celestial, he held the sword for the first time.

"Huh?" As soon as the Slashing Knife was in his hands, Cheng Yuan suddenly felt that the strange aura on the knife body was quite comfortable, and it seemed to faintly echo the true source of heaven and man in his body.

He had a feeling that using this knife, the power exerted by the Heavenly True Source was definitely far beyond that of ordinary mortal treasure knives such as the Shen Shen Knife.

Cheng Yuan stared at the mountain ghost in front of him, his eyes were bright, and he was a little eager to try.

However, after being stabbed with the true source of heaven and man, the mountain ghost seemed to show unusual fear of Cheng Yuan, and after two or three breaths of confrontation, he turned into an afterimage and pounced on the other side of Cheng Jiazhuang's team.

"Not good!" Cheng Yuan woke up and rushed out, but it was too late.

"Ahh

A clansman in Chengjiazhuang had a big cut on his chest, and blood flowed. If it weren't for the resistance of several people next to him, it is estimated that this clansman would have been pierced through the chest.

"Be careful!" Cheng Yongshi roared angrily: "Ah Yuan, don't rush out!"

"Humph!"

Cheng Yuan looked at the mountain ghost in front of him with cold eyes, and rushed forward with a knife like lightning.

He remembered the time when two members of the hunting team were killed by mountain ghosts, and Cheng Yongyuan's painful expression when he was torn off an arm by mountain ghosts in order to protect him.

Labor hacks you to death!

"Drink!" Cheng Yuan pretended to be red, as if he was trying his best, and in an instant, he burst out with an astonishing speed, and rushed to the mountain ghost in a few steps in an instant.

Boom!

The mountain ghost roared violently, and the dark black qi struck like a steel whip blade, tearing out gas marks in the air and roaring.

"Slash!" Cheng Yuan's eyes were sharp, and the true source pulled the qi and blood and strength of the whole body, and always maintained an incomparably strange state, and the person and the knife merged, bursting out with a majestic and magical knife technique.

Oooo

Knife after knife, the sword light is like cold electricity, like a flash of light, sweeping vertically, domineering, and continuously slashing on the black gas around the mountain ghost.

A series of gold and iron clashes sounded, making people feel sour and numb in their hands when they heard it, but what was not noticeable was that Cheng Yuan occasionally mixed a few slashes with hidden golden light in a series of knife techniques.

It was these knives that made the black qi on the mountain ghost be cut apart, and then it was slashed by Cheng Yuan's head and face.

“...... This!" Seeing that Cheng Yuan was holding the Slashing Knife, he directly slashed the mountain ghost to the point that he had no power to fight back, and Wang Leishan was a little stupid.

Holding a sword to slash the underworld, they can face the powerful characters of the ghosts and gods, they have only heard of them before, but they have never seen them.

Even in Youhe County, such a person is also a famous first-class martial arts master, and those big families have to treat him with courtesy.

Cheng Yuan of Chengjiazhuang, I heard in the past that he was also the first hero of the young generation among many Zhuangzi, but he didn't expect that he already had such strength.

Compared with the people of Wangjiazhuang, the people of the Chengjiazhuang hunting team, as clansmen who get along with Cheng Yuan day and night, are even more shocked.

"Ah Yuan can cut down the mountain ghost!"

"Oh my God!" exclaimed almost all of the clansmen, stunned.

"Ah Yuan!" Cheng Yongshi's eyes lit up, Cheng Yuan had quietly reached this level of strength, and he could also have greater confidence in the trial of heaven and man.

Could it be that after 30 years in Chengjiazhuang, there will be another celestial?

And in the field.

Cheng Yuan's knife moved with people, vertical and horizontal, and he had completely suppressed the mountain ghost in front of him.

Boom!

The mountain ghost kept roaring, and the sound seemed to come from the netherworld, but it was cut down by Cheng Yuan and had no power to fight back.

Even if it instinctively wanted to escape, Cheng Yuan could instantly see through its intentions, and with one slash, the black qi around its body shook.

"Although the mountain ghosts are extremely powerful, extremely fast, and changeable. ”

"But if the realm of martial arts is profound, and the body's qi and blood strength are well run, and then you can easily restrain it with a slashing sword. ”

Cheng Yuan was slaying the mountain ghost while calculating.

However, looking at mortal martial arts from the realm of heaven and man, it is naturally commanding from a high vantage point, and his vision is boundless.

In fact, those who can fight against ghosts such as mountain ghosts with a sword in their hands are already considered martial arts master-level figures.

Just thinking about it, Cheng Yuan occasionally secretly transported the faint true source and slashed a few times, and under one slash, he had already forced the mountain ghost into a desperate situation.

The black qi around it was vibrating, and it was much weaker than it was at the beginning, and even its strength and speed were weakened, even an ordinary internal strength martial artist could compete.

"I didn't expect that the ghost thing that had scared me for more than ten years was now so vulnerable in front of me. ”

Cheng Yuan sighed in his heart, but he showed no mercy in his hands, and when he saw the opportunity, a knife light slashed down obliquely from the air, leaving air marks in the air.

This sword light faintly contains a golden glow, but with the speed of Cheng Yuan's sword technique, the mortal warriors of Chengjiazhuang and Wangjiazhuang cannot see it at all.

Cheng Yuan even felt like he had hit the real thing.

Scold!

The mountain ghost, who was already black and thin, was directly cut in half by this knife, and then scattered and disappeared into the air.

"Gain ten drops of the power of pain (Yin)!"

At the same time, a long-lost system prompt sounded, which suddenly made Cheng Yuan stand still, his eyes shocked and suspicious.

After the mountain ghost was killed, a cold aura surged in the mountain forest, and then slowly dissipated.

"Ah Yuan, you actually killed a mountain ghost!" Cheng Yongshi rushed up in surprise, patted Cheng Yuan on the shoulder, and said with a rough smile.

"I ......" Cheng Yuan looked a little stunned, and then he reacted, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say.

"Haha! Ah Yuan! You are really the best man of the young generation in my Chengjiazhuang!"

"No, he is already the first good man in my Chengjiazhuang at all! The first good man in my Chengjiazhuang in the past 30 years!" A strong man walked over and looked at Cheng Yuan in surprise and admiration, it was Cheng Yongye, an internal martial artist in Chengjiazhuang.

Cheng Yuan hurriedly smiled, and at the same time handed the Slashing Sword in his hand back to Cheng Yongshi.

This sword is a treasure in the clan, and when it is brought up the mountain, it is to be kept by the captain of the hunting team.

It's just that when he handed over the Slashing Knife, Cheng Yuan found that the supernatural aura on the Slashing Knife seemed to be a lot stronger.

However, for the change of this supernatural aura, the perception of the celestial beings is relatively keen, but Cheng Yongshi and other internal martial artists do not seem to be aware of it.

"Strange. Cheng Yuan didn't care too much, and now he was more concerned about the strange changes that seemed to have taken place in his system.

"Could it be that after I become a celestial, I can only obtain the power of pain by killing ghosts?"

However, if this is the case, then he has found a stable way to obtain the power of pain, and he prefers this method to the previous way.

"Thank you to all the heroes of Chengjiazhuang for saving your life. At this moment, Wang Leishan, the captain of the Wangjiazhuang hunting team, came over and saluted Cheng Yuan, Cheng Yongshi and others.

"It's also your bad luck to get into trouble with the mountain ghosts. Cheng Yongshi returned the salute and sighed.

"How did you provoke the mountain ghosts?" asked Cheng Yongye unceremoniously on the side.

"Alas. Wang Leishan's expression dimmed: "I met a yin fox before, and a clansman unknowingly chased after him and broke into the yin forest ......."

Little Monkey ......

As soon as he thought of the young clansman and the terrible roar that came from the depths of the Yin Forest at the end, Wang Leishan felt pain in his heart.

"Fortunately, you didn't lose many people in Wangjiazhuang this time, right?" asked Cheng Yongshi.

"There are three clansmen in total. Wang Leishan sighed.

It was unfortunate to encounter a mountain ghost, but in the end, it was a blessing to be able to lose only three clansmen.

You must know that even if it is the strongest Chengjiazhuang hunting team within a radius of hundreds of miles, once it encounters a mountain ghost, it will have to break at least a few clansmen, not to mention other weaker Zhuangzi, and most of the people can only escape after they die.

"We have to go back and collect the corpses of the clansmen, so we will bid farewell to the heroes of the Cheng family village first. Wang Leishan arched his hand.

"Hmm. Goodbye. Cheng Yongshi nodded.

It has always been a custom that if possible, the corpses of the clansmen should be brought back to the clan for cremation, so that the souls can be reincarnated.

If you die in the wilderness or in the mountains, and the corpse is left outside, and the aura of the underworld invades and turns into a ghost corpse or ghost, it is rumored that the soul will be imprisoned in the body forever and cannot be reborn.

Cheng Yuan also silently watched the direction of the people in Wangjiazhuang and left.

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In the mountains and forests before, everyone in Wangjiazhuang gathered.

"Brother Lei Shan, Lei Shu...... Found it too. A member of the Wangjiazhuang clan said with a gloomy expression.

"Lei Shu and Lei Yan have all found it, and now, there are only little monkeys left. Wang Leishan silently looked at the direction of the dense forest in the distance, where the last roar of the lively junior clan could be heard.

Many people of the Wangjiazhuang clan also looked at it.

Suddenly, in the gap between the branches and leaves of the dense forest, a pale face faintly appeared in it.

"He" looked like a dead thing, and "stared" at Wang Leishan hundreds of feet away without any fluctuations.

It was the face of the "little monkey", with a frightened expression, but it was the kind of numbness, stiffness, and horror that froze like a sculpture, as if it were just a lifelike mask on the face.

Wang Leishan suddenly felt numb all over his body, full of goosebumps.

He turned his head and said in a silent voice, "Let's go." ”

That young man has become a corpse in the Yin Forest, and will stay in the deep, strange Netherworld forever.

.......

Everyone left.

In the mountains and forests, dead silence was restored.

Squirming.

A little fox with black fur and green eyes quietly poked its head out of the yin forest, and its little head shrank for a moment.