Zhao Yingchen was lying on the bed tossing and turning, usually he could sleep peacefully no matter how noisy he was outside, as a martial artist close to the inner family, it was almost instinctive to go to sleep anytime and anywhere to replenish his body's energy.

But not tonight, he was extremely irritable.

"It's still not enough to cultivate the mind."

Zhao Yingchen got up in vain, he was not the group of protectors outside, he had passed through the air with Ye Shan in advance, he naturally knew what he would encounter this time.

It was a ghost, he remembered the encirclement and suppression operation he had participated in when he was in the Protector Army.

Dozens of military crossbows were fired for half an hour, and the man's body was full of crossbow arrows, but the thing was hanging with hundreds of crossbow arrows, and continued to pounce like no one. If Ye Lian hadn't made the last move and blew that person's head with one palm, he and dozens of other Ye family soldiers would have died in Huangquan long ago.

It was also from that time that he learned that there was such a thing as internal qi, and since then he has worked hard for five years to hone his skills, and now he is finally about to reach the threshold of internal qi.

"Is the young master's talent really so terrifying?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing, it had only been less than a month, and he had gradually lost the breath on Ye Cheng's body, just like an ordinary teenager.

There are only two possibilities for this situation, one is that Ye Cheng's martial arts have regressed and retreated to the point that he can't even preserve his internal qi, and the other is that Ye Cheng has taken a step forward again, reaching a category that he can no longer understand.

Zhao Yingchen knew very well that Ye Cheng was definitely the latter case

"Moreover, the young master has also practiced the external skills of horizontal practice, it seems that he is already a beginner, and he is about to become a fire."

"Could it be that this is some kind of secret cultivation method? Internal and external dual cultivation can speed up the cultivation of internal forces?"

Zhao Yingchen's eyes suddenly lit up, it was really Ye Cheng's progress that gave him too much stimulation.

Ordinary people, whether internal or external, have to cultivate until they have achieved something, as short as seven or eight years, as long as ten years, more than ten years, and even because of mistakes in luck, they will not be allowed to advance an inch for life, which is like Ye Cheng, even if it is counted from the age of twelve, it is only a short period of three years.

was about to face the ghosts, his heart was upset, and he thought that his cultivation had been delayed and he couldn't break through, and he knew that he couldn't sleep, so he simply got up and went to the courtyard to breathe.

The air in the countryside is excellent, the rough stone paved roads, and the faint moonlight spilling down, clean and bright.

Taking a deep breath, the cool midnight air made him shiver, and the irritability in his chest gradually subsided.

"Huh, who is it?"

Zhao Yingchen snorted lightly and looked at the shadow of the tree not far away.

There are a few old trees planted on the east side of the yard, the bark of which is blue and black, it must be some years old, and when the wind blows, a black shadow is cast on the ground.

Just now, he clearly saw a figure flash under the tree, but in the blink of an eye, it disappeared.

"Delusion?"

He held the long knife at his waist, as a master of refining knife techniques, even if it was a meal, Zhao Yingchen would never leave the knife, this knife was already like a part of his body.

He cautiously walked under the shadow of the tree, his muscles tense, ready to burst out with his strongest sword at any moment.

"Is it really wrong?"

As the deputy commander of the Protector Army, he is already at the expert level in terms of reconnaissance, as long as someone has been here, he will definitely leave clues, but now there is no trace at all.

He was just about to turn around and go back, when suddenly a white corner flashed in the corner of his eye, Zhao Yingchen's eyes froze, and he turned his footsteps and chased after him directly.

After a few steps, I turned the front yard of the opposite house, and I came to the abandoned backyard.

It seems that no one has taken care of it for a long time, and the backyard is overgrown with weeds, and the trees are also extremely dense, looking like they are falling into decay.

Zhao Yingchen chased the figure to the backyard, but the figure disappeared again, and he stared at the two thatched houses in the corner, and the door was tightly hidden at this time.

"Did you hide in there?"

He pulled out the long knife and slammed into the door at once, with a bang, the door panel shattered, and Zhao Yingchen raised the long knife and was about to chop it

However, there was no white-clothed figure in the door.

Suddenly, he found a familiar figure lying on the ground of the thatched house, dressed in a black suit, and embroidered with a golden leaf on the cuffs of his shirt, which was the uniform clothing of the Ye family's clan protection army.

"Liuzi, wake up, what's going on"

The soldier lay on his back on the ground, but did not respond at all, Zhao Yingchen carefully observed the whole surroundings, and saw that there was no movement, so he cautiously began to turn the person on the ground

"Whoop"

However, before he could turn over the man, the man in black on the ground suddenly turned over and bounced up, with a face that was mostly rotten and blood-red eyes open, and bit Zhao Yingchen's neck directly.

"Roll"

Zhao Yingchen shouted angrily, almost subconsciously slashed out a knife, and directly draped it on the man's face.

"Smack"

The knife slashed directly into the head several feet deep, and the red-white brains splattered out like broken tomatoes.

Zhao Yingchen drew his knife and stepped back dozens of steps, only then did he stabilize his body and look ahead tremblingly.

The man had obviously had half of his head crushed, but at this time, he was holding the ground with two pale palms, and he staggered out again.

A half-finger-thick crack on his head extended to the center of his eyebrows, and the red and white brains flowed out, but the man grinned at Zhao Yingchen strangely, and then the figure disappeared suddenly.

Zhao Yingchen was shocked, almost the moment the figure disappeared, he felt a chill hit the back of his head, as if an ice pick was about to pierce his head.

"Moon Ring"

The long knife slashed through the air, the wind whistled, and the sword light slashed through an arc trajectory in the air, slashing directly at the back.

"Bell, click"

The sound of gold and iron clashing came, and a pale and fleshless arm directly collided with Zhao Yingchen's knife light, and the long knife entered the flesh, but it couldn't cut the arm at all.

With Zhao Yingchen's strength, not to mention flesh and blood, even a steel plate can be cut off, but now he can't cut off an arm.

He drew his knife and was about to defend himself, but the long knife made of fine iron was stuck in the bones of the man in black's hand, and he couldn't pull it out at all.

On the other side, most of the black-clothed man's head was cut off, and the black was stained red with blood, covering most of his face, but at this time, there was a weird smile on his face

Phew

The other pale arm grabbed Zhao Yingchen's chest at an extremely fast speed, even if Zhao Yingchen had already abandoned the knife and retreated at the first time, another large piece of flesh and blood was still torn off from his chest.

"Ahem"

Zhao Yingchen covered the wound on his chest with one hand, half-knelt on the ground, and a faint silver glow sprinkled down, but the black-clothed ghost was not in a hurry, with a long knife crossed on his right arm, and walked towards the figure in front step by step with a limp.

"Is this a ghost, it can't be killed at all, how can mortals win this kind of thing"

Zhao Yingchen was desperate in his heart, he even cut off his head, he still didn't die, his strongest knife even cut off the opponent's arm, what else could he do

The black-clothed ghost thing was getting closer and closer, looking at the rotten and pale face, Zhao Yingchen's eyes suddenly turned red, and he roared wildly.

"If you want Lao Tzu to die, Lao Tzu will let you die"

The meteorology in Zhao Yingchen's body surged wildly, like grass breaking through the ground, the seeds that had been suppressed in his body suddenly germinated, and the qi and blood in his whole body gathered in his lower abdomen, almost as if he was blessed to the soul, and directly split out with his palm into a knife.

Under the moonlight, Zhao Yucheng's palm glowed with silver-white light, as if it was a metal blade, and before the ghost could react, Zhao Yingchen's palm had already broken his stomach and knocked him out directly.

The ghost flew up in the air and slammed into the ground with a thud, smashing a large area of vegetation.

"Is it over......"

Zhao Yingchen sat paralyzed on the ground, gasping for breath, the clothes on his body were already tattered, and the blood on his chest was flowing out, staining a large area of red

However, under his desperate gaze, the black-clothed ghost creature that smashed to the ground actually stood up again, and he looked down at the big hole in his abdomen, a palm-shaped hole in the middle, piercing back and forth.

"Whoa"

The ghost thing finally roared wildly, his blood-red eyes stared at Zhao Yingchen fiercely, and in the next moment, his feet directly left the ground and rushed towards him almost like a glide.

"It's over"

Zhao Yingchen closed his eyes, he no longer had any strength to fight back, not even the strength to escape.

boom

The pain in my impression did not appear, and a dull voice sounded

Followed by

"Boom Click"

A thunderous explosion sounded, and a strong figure stood in front of him, holding a long knife in his hand, and the strange red flames continued to leap up on the knife's body, as if it was alive.

"Well done"

Ye Cheng turned his head to look at Zhao Yingchen, who fell to the ground, and praised softly.

And the black-clothed ghost creature fell more than ten meters away, starting from the center of the eyebrows to the abdomen, directly cut in half with a knife, and the two arms that were as hard as steel were also broken in two.

On the two corpses, black blood continued to ooze out, flowing all over the ground.

The invulnerable ghost thing was actually split in half by Ye Chengyi.