Majestic aura converges in the air.

"Little thief, die!"

Chen Keqing held the long knife high, and the invisible brilliance converged and rotated at the tip of the knife.

Boom –

The long knife was swung down, and it was the sound of the air cutting through the air.

Ye Xing frowned, Su Wan'er's condition was not very good, but fortunately, the injury was barely controlled.

But if it drags on for a long time, it may cause dark diseases, and may even die.

Buzz –

It was a formation.

A majestic momentum erupted from the red formation.

The red pattern kept rising and falling, spinning.

At the last moment, he blocked Chen Keqing's terrifying knife.

The aura collided, and invisible ripples spread in all directions, constantly surging towards all directions.

At one touch, the green grass is dark.

On the second touch, the tree breaks.

Three touches, the rock cracks.

The two forces kept colliding, and blood overflowed from the corners of Ye Xing's mouth.

"Are you going to release the dragon again?"

Ye Xing gritted his teeth, he didn't really want to release the dragon.

He could feel that the reason why he had fainted before was because of the strange treasure dragon.

And the moment he fainted, he also felt the tingling sensation in his mind disappear immediately.

Combine that with the fact that he has now awakened, but he has not found the shadow of the dragon.

The dragon must have returned to the treasure.

From this, it can be seen that it first shows that summoning the dragon will consume a lot of his mental power, which is also the cause of his headache.

Secondly, when his mental power is exhausted, he will fall into a deep sleep, and the dragon will disappear with it.

In other words, until Ye Xing's spiritual power is exhausted, the dragon will not disappear.

The existence of the giant dragon outside will always consume Ye Xing's spiritual power, and Ye Xing has no way to summon the dragon back.

That is, unless Ye Xing faints again, the dragon will not disappear.

But the crux of the problem is that Ye Xing still needs to treat Su Wan'er.

When he summoned the dragon, he had to hold the treasure all the time, and when he let go of the treasure, Ye Xing would not be able to control the dragon.

But if he didn't let go, then Ye Xing would also not be able to save Su Wan'er.

And more importantly, Ye Xing didn't know how long the battle between the dragon and Chen Keqing would last.

Can his mental strength last that long?

None of this is known.

Ye Xing suddenly felt the deep malice of this world.

He really didn't expect to be forced to this extent.

The formation pattern gradually dimmed, and the formation had begun to crumble layer by layer.

After a large level, around Ye Xing, I also felt a sense of weakness.

What about genius?

What about demons?

If you don't reach the god level, you can't resist after all.

Ye Xing stood up and took out the sword from the storage ring.

The formation in front of him was being suppressed and shattered by Chen Keqing.

The long knife in Chen Keqing's hand had turned red at this time, as if it had just been quenched.

The blade was only about ten centimeters away from Ye Xing's forehead.

"Humph!"

Chen Keqing watched Ye Xing stand up, snorted coldly, and increased his strength again.

Finally, the blade broke through the formation and slashed straight at Ye Xing's forehead.

A light flashed in Chen Keqing's eyes.

"This son will die. ”

He thought so in his heart.

"Poof—"

On the mountain peak in the distance, an old man held a teacup in his hand, his eyes staring straight at the forest far below the peak.

There was a picture in his eyes.

It was a boy in a mud coat and a man in a white helmet in green clothes wrestling.

The old man's eyes were surprised, and he immediately threw away the teacup and took out a large knife from the storage ring.

He jumped down the mountain.

In the process, his body changed from rickets to straight.

The originally peaceful aura became deep and terrifying.

Suddenly, he froze in mid-air.

"Little Master...... What's going on?"

Boom –

Ye Xing stretched out one hand, and his left hand stretched out two fingers, easily clamping Chen Keqing's red-hot blade.

Under Chen Keqing's stunned expression, he gently folded the blade of the knife between his two fingers.

With a click, a long knife made of meteorite snapped between his fingers.

At the same time, a stream of air rushed into the sky, blinking Chen Keqing into the air.

Ye Xing closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

"The secondary defense has stopped, and it is dormant again. ”

A line of small words emerges in the void turbulence and then dissipates.

At the same time, Ye Xing fell to the ground.

"It's ...... What's going on?"

The old man who drank tea, oh no, the middle-aged man who drank tea slowly fell from mid-air with a big knife in his hand.

He looked at Ye Xing, who had fallen in front of him, and Su Wan'er, who had fallen under the tree.

and Chen Keqing, who fell into the rock pile on the other side.

"Little Lord, this ...... What is the power?"

The middle-aged man was stunned, even if the power was so far away, it made him feel a little frightened.

If it weren't for his strong strength and the distance he was far away, he was afraid that a spiritual power would not be able to operate at that time, and he would have to fall from mid-air.

He hurriedly squatted down and checked Ye Xing's physical condition.

"Strange...... Why didn't you hurt at all?"

He saw it at the time, and Ye Xing was almost forced to die.

In that case, Ye Xing didn't suffer any injuries at all?

"No, it's not. ”

The middle-aged man double-checked it again.

"Sure enough, there were no external injuries, but there was something wrong inside. ”

He frowned.

With a slight pull of his left hand, a cyan halo appeared.

That is the power of life, the essence of vitality.

He carefully placed his left hand on top of Ye Xing's chest, and watched intently as the energy slowly melted into Ye Xing's body.

He carefully followed the energy with his divine sense, and saw the wounds in Ye Xing's body, which gradually merged under the fusion of that energy.

until it disappears, recovers.

"Hoo ......"

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

It's always harder to save someone than to kill someone.

He felt a little tired.

He helped Ye Xing to a big tree and leaned against it.

Then he looked at Su Wan'er.

"This little girl ......"

He was thinking about whether to save the little girl's life.

Although he didn't know what agreement this little girl had reached with her little master.

But the little girl's behavior along the way is good for his little master.

So, he decided to work harder and save Su Wan'er.

"Ahem—"

The middle-aged man coughed, and he felt that the spiritual power in his body was somewhat overdepleted.

Buzz –

Suddenly, a long knife flew from a distance, straight at the back of the middle-aged man's head.

"Give me death!"

Chen Keqing stood up from the pile of rubble, and looked at the long knife thrown out and stabbed straight at the strange middle-aged man.

I couldn't help but say with some excitement.

However, at this moment, an invisible wave spread in an instant.

The long knife froze abruptly in mid-air.

Immediately after, in Chen Keqing's frightened gaze, the middle-aged man slowly turned around, and then an old face appeared in Chen Keqing's eyes.

"You...... Very good. ”

The middle-aged man turned into an old man again, and a strong momentum was not triggered, but it was all suppressed on Chen Keqing.

"I wanted to leave you to the little master, but I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly. ”

The old man who drank tea shook his head and smiled, and sighed.

"So you'd better die now, blame it, blame you for not waking up at the right time. ”

Buzz –

The aura compressed, Chen Keqing's eyes widened, and the bones all over his body were creaking.

He's dead.

He was squeezed alive by the aura and broke all the bones and died.

"Thank you. ”

The old man drinking tea looked at the dead Chen Keqing and bowed slightly.

A breeze blew, and the old man disappeared in place.

Chen Keqing's corpse suddenly turned into dust and scattered with the wind.