Under the darkness of the night, the already slightly shady environment became more and more cold under Ye Kong's merciless murderous shroud and the yin qi that was completely emanating from his body without suppression.

Ma Wencai held a flying sword in his hand, swung his sword and slashed again and again.

Each swing of the blade was accompanied by a bright and dazzling sword aura that burst out of the air, splitting the black mist that was trying to entangle itself.

However, this approach is clearly a palliative rather than a cure.

It didn't take long for the black mist that was split up to condense again, and then continue to fly towards the flying sword in Ma Wencai's hand, forcing Ma Wencai to swing his sword again, using the destructiveness of the sword qi to split these black mist again, so as to gain time for ventilation.

But there were too many black mist constantly winding around him, causing Ma Wencai's recovery speed to not keep up with the consumption rate at all, and the true yuan in his body was decreasing frantically at an astonishing speed. In such an unfavorable situation, Ma Wencai finally couldn't help but take out a spirit pill again and swallow it, quickly transforming the medicinal power into spiritual energy to nourish the almost dry true yuan in his body.

And Ye Kong, who was standing a little farther away, was not in a hurry after seeing Ma Wencai's move, he just raised his hand again to draw a talisman in the void, and then shot out a black gas.

Looking at Ye Kong's actions, Ma Wencai's eyes were split, and the fierce look on his face increased instead of decreasing.

But looking at the distance between Ye Kong and himself, no matter how angry Ma Wencai was, he also understood that unless he was willing to give up this flying sword, it would be impossible to shorten the distance between himself and Ye Kong. And as a sword cultivator, his whole cultivation is on the sword, if he loses this flying sword, then even if he can get close to Ye Kong's body, what can he do to fight Ye Kong?

It's an endless loop with no solution.

It is also Ye Kong's impotence and grandiose posing.

"You have what it takes to duel me head-on!" Marven Cai looked at Ye Kong, who was standing at his limit, and roared in a deep voice.

"Isn't that what I'm fighting you right now?" Ye Kong looked at the other party with contempt on his face, and while saying this, he raised his hand and shot out a filthy mist.

Seeing that Ye Kong released another black mist without saying a word, Ma Wencai's face looked particularly ugly.

Only now did he know what kind of terrible existence he had provoked.

Filthy Yin Mist, this is a special technique unique to ghost cultivation.

This spell is not very lethal, but it is very annoying because it has the property of defilement of spirits. Once the flow of spiritual weapons and magic weapons is infected by the filthy mist, they will immediately become mortal scrap iron; And if the spirit treasure and magic weapon are infected, it will also cause the spirituality in it to be greatly reduced, whether it is power or lethality, etc., all of them will be seriously reduced, and they cannot be recovered by non-special means.

This kind of spell that can contaminate magic weapons and other instruments is even more hated in the monastic world than those that are recognized as terrifying.

However, the only thing to be thankful for is that although this technique is unique to ghost cultivators, not every ghost cultivator can master it. Even in the most chaotic southeast continent, it is not easy to find a ghost cultivator who understands this filthy instrument.

But this kind of ghost cultivation, which can almost be said to be rare in a hundred years, was encountered by Marvencai, which made him feel that he had simply hit the jackpot.

And what made him extremely unwilling to be angry was that the opponent was obviously far superior to himself, but he actually did not confront him head-on, but used this "despicable" means to constantly weaken his combat effectiveness.

Marven knew that if he didn't want to break through again, I'm afraid he really wouldn't want to leave.

"Want to go?" Seeing that Marven began to stop trying to confront him head-on, and instead began to rely on his body and footwork to avoid the entanglement of these black mist as much as possible, Ye Kong didn't know what the other party was thinking, "Do you think you can still go?" ”

I saw Ye Kong's footsteps raised slightly, and he took a few steps closer in the direction of Ma Wencai.

This distance is not too close, but it is not too far, and it happens to be at a very uncomfortable distance for any Marven: if he wants to escape, then he will inevitably have to bear Ye Kong's thunderous blow; And if he wants to continue to fight Ye Kong, then he will also lose the ability to escape, and even have to face the fate of his flying sword being polluted.

Seeing Ye Kong's position, Ma Wencai's pupils shrank suddenly: he had the illusion that all his details had been seen through.

Of course, in fact this is not a delusion.

Others may not know the details of Ma Wencai, but it is impossible for Ye Kong not to know it anyway.

Although the Immortal Gate is not a holy place for sword cultivation, there are also several sword cultivation techniques hidden in the gate, and what Ma Wencai cultivates is a prefecture-level mid-level sword technique "Folding the Sword and Hoping for Immortality". This sword technique is not known for its lethality, but it has very strong physical functions, true element recovery and other effects, and is a veritable "immortal" technique, which is very suitable for protracted battles and even blood exchange tactics.

In addition, this technique is also quite successful in swordsmanship.

Sword cultivation is not only the most lethal in the world.

They also possess a special ability that other monks simply couldn't do in the early days: flight.

This is also the origin of the term "Edgeworth".

The reason why Ye Kong did not engage in close combat, but did not hesitate to consume yin qi to condense the filthy yin mist and try to pollute Ma Wencai's Lingbao flying sword, his fundamental purpose was this.

Once Ma Wencai is allowed to fly with a sword, then it is impossible to keep Ma Wencai with Ye Kong's current means.

Because in addition to the ability of sword cultivation to master the flying of the sword during the transformation realm, whether it is a Confucian disciple, a Taoist disciple, a Buddhist disciple or a martial arts disciple, if you want to truly obtain the ability to fly, you have to go to the condensing realm to be able to obtain such a special ability.

Therefore, only by destroying Ma Wencai's flying sword and making it lose its spirituality, will Ma Wencai completely lose the ability to escape. At that time, with Ye Kong's current strength, wanting to kill Marven is just a simple matter equivalent to eating and drinking.

From this point of view, it is not difficult to see that Ye Kong is really murderous, and he has no intention of letting go of Ma Wencai at all.

And the middle-aged man who has been standing behind watching these two strong men fight since Ye Kong and Ma Wencai fought, his mood at the moment is very complicated.

When he saw Ye Kong forcing Ma Wencai back with one palm and letting Ma Wencai release the flying sword, he even thought that Ye Kong, a ghost cultivator, was probably going to fall here. But then when he saw Ye Kong fifteen filthy yin mist in the next ten minutes, he knew that Ma Wencai, a sword cultivator, was going to be unlucky.

There are ten great realms in the monastic realm, namely, entering the Xuan, Tongxuan, Yuanjing, Breaking the Realm, transforming the fetus, condensing the fetus, gathering phases, human immortals, earth immortals, and heavenly immortals. Of course, Buddhism and Confucianism and demon cultivation are slightly different in the realm titles after human immortals, but in general, the cultivation world follows these ten realm levels to distinguish cultivation as strength.

However, not all creatures were able to cultivate to the level of Heavenly Immortals.

Like ghost cultivators, unless they can retransform and obtain a body that truly belongs to them, no matter how hard they try, they can only stop at the realm of human immortals for the rest of their lives.

Although ghost cultivation can also be called ghost immortals, in fact, there is still a huge gap between earth immortals and heavenly immortals, and the two sides are not at the same level at all.

But everything in the world is balanced, and there are disadvantages and advantages.

Ghost cultivators can't achieve earth immortals, but ghost cultivators also have abilities that other monks can't match: their longevity is almost endless, and they are not affected by the limitations of physical talents, so ghost cultivators can not only have supernatural powers, but also be able to cast spells, and even master martial arts.

Of course, there are not many ghost cultivators in this world who can merge the three.

Because this also requires ghost cultivation, it takes a lot of time and energy to learn this knowledge.

So before, whether it was in the cognition of Ma Wencai or this middle-aged man, they didn't think that Ye Kong would be such a terrifying old monster. In common sense, only in the two chaotic places on the southeast continent, it is possible to see this kind of ghost cultivator who cultivates the three methods at the same time.

Therefore, when Ye Kong unleashed the filthy mist, the faces of Ma Wencai and the middle-aged man would suddenly change drastically.

The middle-aged man knew that the sword cultivator named Ma Wencai probably had to fall here today.

Not to mention that Ye Kong's cultivation realm completely suppressed Ma Wencai, let's just say that Ye Kong occupies such a big advantage, but he is still operating cautiously, constantly consuming Ma Wencai's true yuan, and blocking all the escape space and paths of Ma Wencai, judging from this patience alone, it is not an unacceptable thing for Ma Wencai to die at the hands of the other party.

But because of this, middle-aged men will inevitably be a little sad about the death of rabbits and foxes.

Because he knows that when Marven dies, he may be the next one.

The middle-aged man's gaze couldn't help but look at the ease that was standing ten steps away from him, without the slightest defense.

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do anything." Qingyi's dark and bright eyes were still firmly looking at the battle between Ye Kong and Ma Wencai.

She is a qi refiner, and she learns magic rather than martial arts, so if there is any conflict with others in the future, then she will definitely follow the battle route that Ye Kong and Ma Wencai are fighting now. So Qing Yi knew very well that the current scene was actually more Ye Kong teaching her the correct way to fight as a Qi Refiner - Qing Yi had always been very clear that her master's teaching method was very different.

She once asked Zhao Yu how she studied.

And Zhao Yu's answer also confused her for a long time.

Because the Zhao family's teaching method is mainly theoretical, there is almost no practice at all, and only in very accidental cases will there be practical training. But Ye Kong's teaching method is different, he almost never talks any nonsense to her, and even the things of common sense are rarely taught, but everything Ye Kong teaches is explained and taught from the concept of practical application.

I prefer to do it rather than say it. - Qingyi still remembers that it was a sentence that Ye Kong said after officially teaching her "Taiyin Xuanshui Technique".

Therefore, Qingyi knew that Ye Kong was telling himself with practical actions how the Qi Refiner should fight.

Looking at Qingyi's calm and focused face, and he didn't put himself in his eyes at all, the middle-aged man couldn't help but smile bitterly. He knew that Qingyi had such a ghost cultivation master, and he was indeed qualified enough not to take himself seriously.

It's just that he doesn't want to die here.

However, just when the middle-aged man was about to take a risk, a cold chill suddenly emanated from behind him.

The middle-aged man only felt a burst of creepy.

But this cold breath seemed to be unconscious, and floated straight past him.

The middle-aged man looked back suddenly, but saw a corpse with iron skin and a stiff body passing by his side, and then walked to Qingyi's side.

Yin corpse?

The middle-aged man glanced at this stiff corpse, he could feel the power of this corpse, which was almost equivalent to the level of the sixth layer of Tongxuan, if he made good use of the refining, he could make a bronze armored corpse. However, thinking of Ye Kong's identity as a ghost cultivator, he also knew a little bit in his heart, it was not a strange thing for a ghost cultivator to cultivate a bronze armored corpse to assist in battle, or to protect his apprentice.

But at the moment when this thought flashed, the middle-aged man saw a scene that made him feel terrified.

I saw that this stiff corpse actually picked up Qingyi, and then put it on his shoulder, and then looked back at himself when he was finished, and the warning in his eyes was particularly obvious.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's scalp suddenly exploded, and he understood it instantly.

This corpse is not a yin corpse!

It's a neccrop.