The clouds above flowed rapidly, and the wind smelled of blood, and the red rain pierced the ground, and immediately turned into a bright red liquid, soaking the ground red.

Yuanchen raised his head slightly, smelling the smell of blood in the wind, his face was very intoxicated, as if he was tasting a bottle of wine that had been cellared for many years, he looked at Yang Ming and Liu Qianyu who were covered with scars, and said faintly, "I didn't intend to hurt the two of you, but you two didn't know what to do, and they just went to death." ”

"There's a limit to my patience, so I'll give you both a chance to get out of the way at the end. ”

Yuanchen gave an ultimatum to Yang Ming and Liu Qianyu.

Xin'er raised her teary eyes, she looked sadly at Yang Ming, who was scarred in order to protect herself, and the girl couldn't bear to say, "Yang Ming, you can go with Liu Qianyu." ”

"Yes, Xin'er is right. Yang Ming, you better go. This person is so powerful, if you stay here, everyone will only die together, and if you can live, you can live alone. Jiang Shaobai propped up his injured body and said to Yang Ming.

Yang Ming half-knelt on the ground, he looked at Xin'er and Jiang Shaobai, and then turned his eyes to Liu Qianyu and Cai Yin, who were also injured and fell to the ground. Looking at them, how could the young man bear to leave.

Patience wore out a little impatiently, and Yuan Chen asked, "How is it, have you two thought it through?" Don't delay my time. Really, it really makes me unhappy that I wasted so much time in order to kill these miscellaneous pieces. ”

At this time, Yang Ming turned around again, he looked at the more than 200 soldiers who died tragically behind him, and the young man's eyes couldn't help but burst into tears. Gasping suddenly, Yang Ming's body also trembled violently, and then he slowly raised his head, that immature little face was now becoming hideous, his forehead was bursting with angry green tendons, and his dark eyes were burning with the flames of death.

"You brute, that's my answer. ”

With that, Yang Ming got up suddenly, clenched the blade of the sword in his right hand, and sprinted towards Yuanchen. The young man's violent figure, just when he jumped out of the first step, his body turned into a vague phantom, and then the light flashed, and it disappeared!

In the eyes of others, the young man's figure did "disappear", but in Yuanchen's eyes, Yang Ming's figure was very clear, but the speed became a little faster.

Yuanchen's face showed a slight surprise, and then his dark eyes became much brighter, his eyes quickly turned with the figure of the young man, and in his sight, he could see every step of the young man's spirit clearly.

Yang Ming cast a spirit rhino and turned into light, and through the reflection of the half-cut tree trunk next to him, he changed the path of the light, and the young man went around to a place about a meter behind Yuanchen, showing a sprinting figure. Then, Yang Ming's long sword stabbed out, stabbing straight into Yuanchen's heart.

"Flashback. ”

The corner of Yuanchen's eyes had already caught a glimpse of Yang Ming behind him, and he also saw him swinging his sword and stabbing him, but Yuanchen did not dodge, but stood still, allowing the young man's sword to stab his heart.

For Yuanchen, Yang Ming is like an ant jumping around, would you bother to dodge for an ant's attack?

The answer, of course, is no!

Yang Ming's sword stabbed Yuan Chen's heart accurately, and three-quarters of the blade was inserted into Yuan Chen's body, directly piercing his heart. The young man pulled out the blade of his sword, and the tip of the sword forged by Wu Yao's light was stained with bright red blood, and drop by drop fell to the ground.

However, everyone was shocked to find that Yuanchen's heart was bleeding, but his face was still pale and indifferent, without any ups and downs, and his dark eyes were even more ancient.

"Yo, it's not easy, you can use the Pangu Mirror at a young age. Yuan Chen glanced at Yang Ming from the corner of his eye, his face full of a playful expression, "This really scares me." ”

He said that he was frightened, but his expression was not surprised at all, but it made people even more angry.

"What the hell are you...... Yang Ming's temples beat faintly, and he could hear the sound of blood rushing in his veins.

"Oops, you stabbed me in the heart with a sword and called me a monster, it's too much. Yuanchen said in a more provocative tone.

"Bastard, you killed so many soldiers, I must kill you. Being completely enraged by Yuanchen's provocative words made Yang Ming's murderous intent completely burn to the extreme.

"Die, die......," the young man shouted angrily while constantly stabbing Yuanchen's body with his sword, but Yuanchen did not dodge or fight back from beginning to end, allowing Yang Ming to stab with a sword. A few seconds later, Yuanchen's chest had been pierced by the young man, like a honeycomb, miserable, blood flowed along the wound, dyeing Yuanchen's white robe red, as if he had fallen into a red dye vat.

After stabbing the eighty-seventh sword, Yang Ming was finally tired, he withdrew the sword, panting for breath.

"Oh, why, after stabbing me so many swords, did your anger disappear?" said Yuan Chen in a faint voice, speaking in a tone that seemed to be coaxing a child to play.

Yang Ming's face was red, and listening to Yuanchen's provocative words, the young man became more and more angry, "Bastard, brute......"

The young man had done his best, but he still couldn't kill Yuanchen, so he could only scold helplessly and angrily.

"Brute, taste the flame of the master. ”

Taking advantage of Yang Ming's attack on Yuanchen, Liu Qianyu took advantage of a moment of respite, he used all his martial arts, charged his right fist, and a round of scorching sun suddenly took shape, and then, the young man raised the scorching sun and blasted towards Yuanchen.

"Dasheng Junyan. ”

The flames fell from the sky, like a brazier falling to the ground, engulfing Yuanchen's body in an instant. I saw that in the sea of fire, Yuanchen's black figure only remained for a second, and then disappeared into the raging fire.

The corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and Liu Qianyu sneered, "Haha...... You deserve to be burned, you bastard. ”

After a while, the smile on Liu Qianyu's face froze, he opened his frightened eyes, only to see that after the sea of fire subsided, a paintbrush suddenly appeared on the black and scorched ground, and then used air as paper, the pen blade quickly slidied, and after a second, he drew a "Yuanchen" out of thin air, and the breeze blew, and the "Yuanchen" in the painting actually came to life, it was really a person who jumped out of the painting, and his body was not damaged.

Looking at the resurrected Yuanchen, Liu Qianyu was also completely stunned, and his eyes were full of gloomy despair.

"Monsters, really monsters. ”

Yang Ming's brows tightened, his little face was gloomy as the sea, and he said suspiciously, "What the hell is going on, is it his elephant ability?"

Zu Ze, who saw all this through the young man's eyes, slowly exhaled and said, "Young Master, this is the Heavenly Rank Elephant Technique. ”

"Elephantism is divided into four levels: heaven and earth, mortal and dusty, those who are in the dust level make the mental image concrete and release it from the body, and those who are mortal are able to change the mental image and break through the normal. Young Master, the elephant art you currently master is the first two orders, but the two orders of mortal dust are only the preliminary stage of the elephant technique, and they are also the easiest to master, and above these two orders, there is a stronger heaven and earth, although there seems to be only one 'ladder' between the front and back, but the gap between them is more than a hundred times. ”

"Especially the Heavenly Stage, those who have reached the Heavenly Stage, the mental image and the human body become one, which can cause fundamental changes in the human body. For example, if a person's mental image is water, then after he cultivates to the Heavenly Rank Elephant, when he releases the mental image, his body will change into water, and no matter how you swing his body with your sword, it will be useless. ”

After listening to Zu Ze's explanation, Yang Ming gradually understood, he looked at Yuanchen's body, and said, "Judging from the paintbrush that appeared just now, his mental image should be a paintbrush, and then look at his appearance, could it be that he turned his body into a painting?"

Listening to the young man's reasoning, Zu Ze nodded and said, "It should be like this." His body has become a painting, how can your sword kill a painting, young master? Moreover, even if Liu Qianyu can burn the painting with fire, as long as the pen is still there, he can paint another painting, and his body can come back to life. ”

After knowing the truth, Yang Ming was even more desperate in his heart, in fact, he should have thought a long time ago, the other party was a Yama ghost, how could he kill him.

"Since fire can't kill him, let's try using ice. ”

Saying in his heart, Jiang Shaobai raised his little face, his face suddenly turned cold, a layer of frost instantly enveloped his face, and cold eyes appeared.

"Ice dominates the world. ”

Jiang Shaobai stepped out with his front foot, and his hands slammed on the ground, and in an instant, countless ice cubes burst from the frozen ground, and the ice cubes hit Yuanchen like waves on the surface of the sea, and instantly froze his body, and the cold ice covered layer after layer, wrapping Yuanchen firmly.

Jiang Shaobai exhaled a cold breath, panting slightly, and said, "Whew, whether you can survive or not depends on this." ”

Looking at Yuanchen who was frozen up, Yang Ming's eyes lit up, and he said, "Yes, his body is frozen, and he can't paint anymore." ”

However, the hope in the young man's eyes was only a flash in the pan, and in the next second, he saw Yuan Chen in the freeze, and his body suddenly melted, like a portrait wet by the rain, and after a while, his body turned into a puddle of black and red ink, and then, the ink seeped out of the ice and dripped to the ground along the ice surface.

After a while, a pool of black and red water stains gathered on the ground, and then the water stains began to twist and climb, and finally gathered into a painting of "Yuanchen".

Yuanchen came back to life, and his body recovered as before.

"Ah......" Yuanchen twisted his neck as if he had just woken up from a sleep, and said, "Ice, it can indeed freeze my body and make me unable to move." It's a pity that your ice is too weak to freeze me. ”

"Alright, the time for fun is over, and it's time for me to get serious. Yuanchen looked at Jiang Shaobai and showed an eerie sneer.

Taiyao War Chronicle