Wang Ye's face was full of disdain, Ling Zheng's knife was indeed good, it must have been a peak blow that fused his spiritual energy, but unfortunately it was still vulnerable in his eyes. Slowly stretched out his hand, a red light emanated from his palm, and then slowly grabbed towards the blade of the anti-fate.

Contrary to his fate, he touched Wang Ye's palm, and the red light was sheng, and Ling Zheng's figure supported it in this red light for less than a moment, and the whole person flew back backwards at a faster speed, leaving six inches deep footprints on the ground. Ling Zheng snorted, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and if he looked closely, he could still find that his hands trembled slightly.

"Yes, it can hurt me. Wang Ye took out a handkerchief from his arms and slowly wiped the traces of blood in his palm, he didn't expect that this knife was so sharp that it could break through his spiritual power and leave a bloody mark in his palm.

Ling Zheng was silent, he didn't expect that this blow that gathered his spirit and spirit peak would actually leave a blood mark in Wang Ye's palm that was not an injury at all. However, Ling Zheng is not a person who admits defeat easily, although he knows that the gap between himself and Wang Ye is too big, and it is even more difficult to defeat Wang Ye, but it is not so simple to escape more clearly.

"Do you know that there is a kind of criminal law, which is to set up a big cauldron, pour water into the pot, and burn a charcoal fire underneath, leave your whole body in the pot, cover the pot, and let your head stay outside. You know, I'm going to steam you half-cooked, and then release you out and bury you in the soil, and then the smell of your flesh will attract all kinds of poisonous insects to burrow holes in your body and suck your flesh and intestines. By the way, you won't die during the whole process, I think you'll love this feeling, haha......" Wang Ye didn't catch up and make a move, but looked at Ling Zheng and said to himself.

Ling Zheng stared at Wang Ye, holding the rebellion in his hand, his expression became more and more calm, but the terrifying aura emanating from his body emanated from his side, and at this moment, Ling Zheng seemed to have completely forgotten his existence. In his eyes, there is only Wang Ye, and all he has to do is to take off Wang Ye's head and let the rebel suck his blood. Ling Zheng didn't know his state at all, he just felt a powerful force coming from above the blade, and then flowed into his body.

The fallen leaves that fell around Ling Zheng, as well as all the grass and trees that grew within half a meter of Ling Zheng's side, seemed to be slowly pushed away by a force. Within one meter of the diameter centered on Ling Zheng, a vacuum area was formed, and Ling Zheng's whole person was floating in mid-air, his eyes slightly closed, and his expression was peaceful.

Wang Ye looked at Ling Zheng who was rising into the air, his expression changed slightly, and he felt a threat from Ling Zheng's body. Although he didn't know what happened to Ling Zheng, he knew that he couldn't continue to change with Ling Zheng, otherwise it might have unpredictable consequences, which was definitely not what he wanted.

Wang Ye raised his hand, it was red, and his figure fell in front of Ling Zheng like lightning. But as soon as Wang Ye approached within half a meter of Ling Zheng, he felt a strong resistance, and he didn't want to slap his red palm towards Ling Zheng.

With a loud bang, Wang Ye took a few steps back, and his palms were red, as gorgeous as fireworks, but they did not hurt Ling Zheng. Ling Zheng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were like rainbows, looking at Wang Ye, his hand was swung out against his fate, and a dark light broke out of the sky and slashed straight towards Wang Ye.

Wang Ye's expression changed greatly, the Broken Sky Sword was unsheathed at his waist, and he hurriedly stopped this sword light, even so, he still took three steps back, the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, and his face was full of incredulity.

"What happened to Ling Zheng, why did he suddenly become so powerful. Wang Ye was puzzled, but he also knew that Ling Zheng could only avoid him for the time being. Although he was very unwilling, he was even more reluctant to joke with himself, as long as he wanted to, Ling Zheng could find it at any time, and it would be the same if he would come to take Ling Zheng's life when Ling Zheng returned to normal.

But Ling Zheng had no intention of letting him go at all, Ling Zheng's body was like a black lightning, and he swept in front of Wang Ye in an instant, and his hand slashed towards Wang Ye. The seemingly insipid knife fell in Wang Ye's eyes, but it seemed to be heavy.

Wang Ye clenched his gums, wanting to dodge but couldn't dodge at all, so he had to fight hard. Silently, Wang Ye's hand broke off the Heavenly Sword, and Wang Ye's chest was left with an inch-deep wound, and the blood flowed endlessly.

"Give me back, give me all back. Wang Ye shouted, turned around and swept into the distance without looking back.

Ling Zheng stood there, watching Wang Ye walk away, his expression calm, and turned around and swept towards the opposite place of Wang Ye, although he knew that if he went inside, it would be the depths of the eternal night, but he had no other choice. All this way, he flew in the air, leaving no trace, but this speed was only maintained for less than a moment, and his whole person fell from mid-air, his face was pale, and there was no trace of blood.

Don't look at him majestic just now, but only he knows that just a short moment has drained all his essence. If he insisted on killing Wang Ye just now, although it was possible to kill Wang Ye, he himself would definitely be slaughtered by the rest of the Imperial Tomb Mercenary Group. At this time, he was already extremely weak, and he knew that although Wang Ye retreated, he might not go far, and he believed that it would not be long before he would catch up again.

The reason why Ling Zheng had such a change just now was all due to the disobedience in his hand, when he slashed out the sword that gathered his spirit. He felt that his fit with the knife had improved a little more, and suddenly something had suddenly appeared in his mind, which had been passed on to him against his fate. And that thing was the way to consume all the essence qi and temporarily increase the combat power by ten times, Ling Zheng didn't expect that the so-called temporary could only allow himself to support such a short moment. However, what Ling Zheng didn't know was that the moment he temporarily increased his combat power by ten times, the smell of blood on his body was also cleansed, and it was not so easy for Wang Ye to find him.

However, Ling Zheng was also glad that he had temporarily scared off Wang Ye and the others, but when he thought of the danger he was going to face next, he didn't have time to rejoice. And his only thought now is to find a hidden place to recover his energy, only when he recovers his strength can he have the capital to fight with the Imperial Tomb Mercenary Group, otherwise he will wait to die!

Ling Zheng didn't know at all that not long after he fled from that place, Wang Ye returned there with people again. However, this time Wang Ye did look ugly, because they had completely lost Ling Zheng's trace, although he didn't know how the smell of blood on Ling Zheng's body suddenly disappeared, but this was definitely not good news for him.