Text Chapter 74 Ghost King Sect

A martial arts powerhouse was actually looked down upon by a martial artist, how could the black-clothed leader not be annoyed!

The momentum of the black-clothed leader rose sharply, and suddenly, the furious true yuan in his body surged out, circulating all over his body, his hair was windless, and his clothes were flying and rustling. In this way, there is a bit of the momentum of a master.

"Arrogant, bear the wrath of the Martial Sect!"

Suddenly, the black-clothed leader threw a punch at Ye Yang with all his might.

Ye Yang's expression was slightly condensed, he mobilized his true qi, mastered it into a fist, and attacked it brazenly.

Bang โ€“

The lightning and flint collided violently, causing a sound like thunder.

Suddenly, Ye Yang was shocked back more than ten meters, but the body of the black-clothed leader did not move at all.

"Sure enough, True Qi can't compete with True Yuan at all!

Stabilize his body, Ye Yang thought in his heart.

In the confrontation just now, Ye Yang only used his true qi, and it was natural that he would be defeated. Although his true qi is much stronger than that of ordinary martial artists, the difference between the two is not a quantitative difference, but a qualitative difference. After all, Zhenyuan is an upgraded version of Zhenqi, just like the gap between a child and an adult.

"Mysterious Ghost Claw!"

Seeing that Ye Yang had fallen into the downwind, how could the black-clothed leader give Ye Yang a chance to breathe. In an instant, with a move, the Xuan-level mid-grade martial arts that he had been immersed in for a long time blasted towards Ye Yang.

Suddenly, the true yuan transformed into a huge, gloomy ghost claw, grabbing Ye Yang in the air.

"Qingyan Slash!"

Almost at the same time, the Scorching Sun Red Flame Sword was held in Ye Yang's hand, and immediately, the blazing green flame rose up. With the sizzling sound of the air being burned and the space began to distort, Ye Yang slashed at the extremely fast ghost claws with a sword.

Boom โ€“

The two terrifying energies collided together, like ignited gunpowder, exploding, and the terrifying shock wave instantly destroyed everything within a hundred meters, and the ground composed of puddles and silt also became a dry and hard land.

"Ground-level martial arts!Who the hell are you!?"

The leader of the black-clothed man with his right hand was blackened, looked at Ye Yang, who was unscathed, and asked in horror.

In this encounter, it is obvious that Ye Yang won completely.

"That's a lot of nonsense! This is your anger?

The tip of the sword pointed to the ground, Ye Yang looked at the black-clothed leader coldly, and said contemptuously.

"Extremely arrogant!

Suddenly, the face of the black-clothed leader turned red, and he used a Xuan-level high-grade palm technique to slap Ye Yang angrily.

"Stacked Wave Fist!"

However, Ye Yang put away the Scorching Sun Red Flame Sword, and the true qi and the power of the earth shatter gathered together in his right hand, and in an instant, he blasted away with a punch.

"Ahh

The stacked wave fist with the strength of the fist instantly blasted away the huge palm condensed by Zhenyuan, and then, it was unstoppable and hit the chest of the black-clothed leader, and then, like a wave-like fist, the black-clothed leader was blown away by nearly a hundred meters.

"Poofโ€”"

The black-clothed collar spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and stood up from the ground with a pale face, obviously, the injury was not light.

"W-what is this!?"

The black-clothed leader swallowed a healing pill, feeling that the injury not only did not reduce, but aggravated rapidly, and suddenly, he checked it in a panic, and found that a trace of silver-gray strange gas in his body was rapidly devouring his true yuan, growing stronger, and began to erode his body. Hurry up and do everything in your power to stop the growth of the power of the Earth's evil.

"Hmph, the power of the earth's evil, how can you easily get rid of it!"

Seeing that the black-clothed leader was in a hurry by the power of the earth, Ye Yang did not take advantage of the victory to attack, but stopped, looked at him contemptuously, and snorted coldly.

"The power of the Earth Evil!? You actually broke through to the Three Realms of Shenzang!"

Suddenly, the black-clothed leader looked shocked and said in disbelief.

Suddenly, the black-clothed leader leapt into the air, exerting his speed to the extreme, and swept towards the depths of the forest.

"Hmph, I want to run!

Ye Yang snorted disdainfully, and in an instant, he cast a wind and thunder flash, and his body was as fast as lightning and crashed towards the black-clothed leader.

Bang โ€“

Between the lightning and flint, the black-clothed leader was smashed to the ground by Ye Yang from the air.

The black-clothed leader, who was slammed on the ground, kept twitching, and blood was spurting from his mouth, looking like he was about to die. But after all, he has the cultivation of the Martial Sect, and such a severe injury will not kill him immediately.

"You, you can't... Kill... I...... No... Correct... Ghost... Wang Zong... I won't let you go!"

No, seeing Ye Yang who fell beside him, there was still a threat of 'strength', and the last sentence was shouted out with all his might.

"Alas, how can I bear to see you in such pain!

Ye Yang said with a 'unbearable' look in his eyes, and immediately, he slapped the heavenly spirit cover of the black-clothed leader cleanly.

"Alas, what I encountered are some annoyance that can't distinguish the situation!"

Ye Yang took off the ownerless space ring from the finger of the black-clothed leader, and threw it into his spatial ring without even looking at the contents of it, and after that, he glanced at the body of the black-clothed leader again, couldn't help but shake his head, sighed, and walked towards the place where Wangcai was.

"Thank you, Childe's life-saving grace!"

Seeing Ye Yang coming over, the woman said gratefully.

In fact, with Ye Yang's character, if he hadn't learned that the woman was a disciple of Nixia Valley and the same sect as Ye Xue, he wouldn't have been nosy at all.

"It's okay, it's a gesture. โ€

Ye Yang waved his hand indifferently, then ignored the woman, walked to the corpse of a man in black, squatted down, and began to search seriously.

Although Ye Yang couldn't look down on the things on these black-clothed people, he could bring them back to the Ye family and distribute them to other members of the family. After all, these black-clothed people are all at the peak of the Great Martial Arts realm, and the things on their bodies are all good things in the eyes of the rest of the Ye family.

Besides, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, and it is shameful to waste it!

Seeing that Ye Yang didn't care, she didn't want to deal with her at all, and the woman who wanted to say something instantly swallowed the words that came to her mouth, looked at Ye Yang with some embarrassment, and kept scolding in her heart, Ye Yang is not a man, and he doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

If Ye Yang heard the woman's heart, he would definitely vomit blood in depression. I don't look at what kind of makeup the woman is wearing now,

The face is covered with blood, fluffy and messy hair, and it's okay to look at the figure, but the overall look is more terrifying than Sadako, a normal person, who can go down, no, who wants to continue to talk to her.

"By the way, do you know the Ghost King Sect?"

After the search, Ye Yang found the embarrassed woman, but he didn't know what to say, and suddenly, he thought of the black-clothed leader's words that threatened him before he died, so he asked casually.

"Ghost King Sect!?"

In an instant, the woman reconfirmed with a shocked face.

"Hmm. โ€

The woman's face was covered with blood, coupled with a surprised expression, it looked too 'hideous', and suddenly, Ye Yang's stomach became 'impulsive', he hurriedly 'stopped', in order not to let the woman know that he was trying his best to 'appease' the appetite of the 'impulsive', he could only nod expressionlessly.