In the blood corpse array, Cheng Miao added an injured palm to his lips, and smiled fiercely: "Even if you can hurt me, what if you get serious, how can you be my opponent." Boy, don't think that if you have any power that I am close to, you can be my opponent. Your combat experience is not as good as mine. Hey, no, your strength, not to mention an increase of two percent, even if it is a two-fold increase, how can it compare to me?"

"Finally reacted?" Yechen sneered as she approached Cheng Miao, "It's too late." ”

"Hmph, so what, you're still going to die. Cheng Miao pulled out a long knife from his waist, the blade was narrow and long, as thin as a cicada's wings.

"Die!" Cheng Miao snorted coldly, the two sides approached, and the lightning-like shadow of the sword instantly shrouded the night.

Yechen smiled coldly, his face was very calm, the knife light slashed across his face, his body lightly sided, allowing the long knife to fall against his face, and his body also cut off a few body hairs growing from pores.

The long knife cut to the neck, changed direction instantly, and slashed horizontally against Yechen's neck, these speeds are extremely fast, requiring Yechen to react in the blink of an eye and find a way to deal with it.

Yechen's waist leaned back like a wicker, allowing the blade to slash against the tip of his nose, and the long knife suddenly stopped above the tip of his nose, and the blade suddenly pointed downward, pulling down towards Yechen's face.

Yechen landed on one foot with his left foot, and before the long knife fell, he maintained a backward movement, and his right foot suddenly kicked out, kicking Cheng Miao's lower abdomen, kicking him out.

Such complex movements were all completed in the blink of an eye, and Yechen had already kicked Cheng Miao away in the middle of the fight.

Cheng Miao, who flew out upside down, rolled a few times in the sky, and retreated seven or eight steps back again and again before he could stop, and then looked down and saw that the abdomen that had been kicked by Yechen had collapsed slightly, and there was a sharp pain.

"Kill!" endured the severe pain, Cheng Miao continued to step forward, and after taking three steps, Cheng Miao suddenly knelt on one knee on the ground, propping the long knife on the ground, and the sharp pain in his abdomen made him break out in a cold sweat, and the strength in his body was disappearing rapidly.

Yechen slowly approached and looked at Cheng Miao condescendingly.

Cheng Miao looked up and looked at Yechen who was close at hand, and wanted to slash through it, but he couldn't do it, and the sharp pain continued to invade his nerves.

"In my body, ah!" Although his soul power was disturbed by the blood corpse array, he was still able to serve in his own body, and he found that his body was blurred, and all the internal organs were shattered when he was kicked by Yechen.

A blow that crushed his protective mana, and then destroyed his body, such a power made Cheng Miao feel unbelievable.

As if suddenly thinking of something, Cheng Miao looked up at Yechen, gritted his teeth and said hard: "What kind of martial arts was just now?"

"Oh!" Yechen smiled faintly, "King-level martial arts, Evil Shadow Legs!"

"Evil Shadow Legs, it's actually Evil Shadow Legs. Hahahaha, cough cough!" A big mouthful of blood was coughed out by Cheng Miao, and his vitality was disappearing rapidly.

Behind Cheng Miao, there was a sound of breaking the air, and Cheng Miao knew that this was the spear of the little skeleton, but the vitality in his body was being lost, and he could no longer resist this spear.

The spear pierced through Cheng Miao's back and stabbed out of his chest, and his right hand grabbed the white bone spear that pierced out of his chest, Cheng Miao looked at Yechen with a mouthful of blood and smiled, "I didn't expect that I would die in the hands of a samurai, I'm unwilling." ”

After Cheng Miao finished speaking, the little skeleton pulled out his spear, and his body slowly fell to the ground.

The blood mist in the air was slowly dissipating, and the power of the three Feiyun Pills scattered in the air had also been exhausted, and this kind of temporarily constructed large array could not last long, and not long after Cheng Miao's death, he ended his mission.

The blood mist dissipated, and the rich yin qi also dissipated, and the blood-colored traces drawn by Yechen on the earth had become very faint, and the essence power of blood was completely emptied with the consumption this time.

Although the power of the formation is strong, the materials required are also worth a lot of money, especially this temporary formation, the consumption is even more amazing, and the value of just three Feiyun Pills is almost 50,000 gold.

However, the harvest is equally gratifying, a spiritual-level master, his net worth is at least close to one million gold or even more.

Yechen put Cheng Miao's gold coupons and pills into the storage ring, and the gold coupons alone reached 600,000 gold, all of which were Tongbao Qianzhuang's gold coupons, which were popular in the entire continent.

"I don't know if he has any other martial spirit helpers!" Ye Chen muttered, then thought about it, and put Cheng Miao's body into the storage ring, which can be regarded as a spare blood corpse array material, although the blood of a martial spirit master is a little less than the three people, but the essence of the connotation is definitely far beyond the previous three, which can make the duration of the blood corpse array longer.

After all of this, Yechen had time to take a closer look at his little skeleton.

Today's little skeleton gave him too many surprises.

The little skeleton stood in front of Yechen, staring blankly at Yechen with empty eyes.

Yechen said softly: "You have been recognized by me, you will be my dead creature in the future, qualified to be my servant corpse, I will do my best to cultivate you." ”

The nimble fire of the little skeleton swayed gently within the skull, and bursts of joy reached Yechen's mind.

"Let's go, I'll take you to continue to improve, and when you are higher than my realm, you can become my helper. Yechen said happily and walked out of the valley.

With enough resources, the promotion of dead creatures is still very fast, at least much faster than the master, of course, this is only true for the rich and powerful, for ordinary people or small families like the Ye family, it is still very luxurious to go all out to cultivate dead creatures, with this resource, it is better to use it to improve their cultivation.

It can be seen from the ascension of the little skeleton just now that the soul fire of eating two martial artist-level undead creatures has only been promoted from the second order to the third order of the samurai. In addition to the existence of Yechen in the lone ranger, where do ordinary people have such a big deal, take a martial artist-level dead creature to feed a samurai, and want a small skeleton to be promoted to a martial artist, I am afraid that they will kill hundreds of martial artist-level undead creatures or even more.

After walking out of the valley, Yechen stepped on the trunk of a big tree and ran into the treetops, and the little skeleton hurriedly followed, and one person and one skeleton gradually disappeared into the distance.

Shortly after Yechen disappeared, the old man and the young woman of the Soul Refining Sect's martial spirit level appeared in the valley at the same time, looking at the chaotic valley, both of them showed shocked expressions.

The old man sniffed the surroundings with his nose, and then said: "There is a remnant of the breath of a seedling, what kind of opponent is it that made him have a big battle here." ”

The young woman said: "Cheng Miao is gone, you should chase it out." Why should we care about his life or death, grasping the goal and getting the reward is official. ”

"Hahaha, that's right, there is only one king-level exercise, there are three of us, beauty, I'll go first." After the old man finished speaking, his body suddenly rushed out.