Ghost poison ivy is not as able to understand human language as Ah Jiu, so what frightened him was not what Xu Yichen said, but the aura that emanated from his body.

Demon beasts are extremely particular about bloodline, even if they are cubs with noble bloodlines, they will also have a sense of oppression on those demon beasts who have been adults for a long time and have a higher cultivation than him but whose bloodlines are not as good as theirs, but those cubs are still young and their cultivation is too low, so although they have a sense of oppression, they cannot have a substantial impact on other demon beasts.

Although the feeling of oppression that seemed to be born with restraint only appeared for a short time, Ghost Poison Ivy was sure that the human boy in front of him did indeed have the bloodline of a demon beast, and this bloodline was not even far behind the bloodline comparable to the three ancient demon beasts.

Ghost Poison Ivy didn't know why this human teenager had such a high demon beast bloodline, and he didn't know why a human with demon beast bloodline could use human spirit weapon techniques, but it didn't matter, because the most important thing was how to survive from this young man's hands.

Xu Yichen's slash was like a ghost, suddenly appeared, and after cutting off several vines, it quietly disappeared, not giving the ghost poison ivy the slightest chance to fight back.

The vines that used to be like a forest are now very few left, and it won't be long before these vines will be cut down by Xu Yichen.

In desperation, the ghost poison ivy once again spewed purple-black poisonous mist into the air, hoping that Xu Yichen would make a mistake, inhale the poisonous mist, and then lose his spiritual power.

But in the case of life and death, the attention of both parties is extremely concentrated, in this case it cannot be said that there are no mistakes, but the probability of occurrence is lower than the probability of winning 5 million in the lottery ticket.

"Brush, brush, brush!"

Bursts of cold light appeared in the sky, slashing these purple-black poisonous mist into countless chunks, and finally breaking them one by one, slashing them all into nothingness.

Ghost poison ivy was extremely panicked, it had never encountered such an opponent, all its attack methods were ineffective against him, not only that, but the opponent also deliberately avoided his own vital point, like an experienced hunter, teasing a prey that had already fallen into his palm.

At this point, the ghost poison ivy had completely lost the will to fight, and the long vine stuck in the mountain was instantly pulled up, and the body fled down the mountain like a fly.

The so-called narrow road meets the brave wins, and among the two sides of life and death, if one party shows the idea of fearing war, then this person will definitely lose, and in the battle of life and death, the simplest way to lose is to die.

Xu Yichen naturally wouldn't let this ghost poison ivy slip away like this, and when the ghost poison ivy escaped less than 10 meters, several cold rays appeared on the long vine it used to escape.

"Brush, brush, brush!"

In the blink of an eye, the long vines were chopped up, and the disc of the ghost poison vine fell heavily to the ground because it lost the support of the long vines, and drew a long distance down the stairs.

Duan Wen couldn't believe his eyes, because he had fought with the ghost poison ivy, so he knew how difficult the ghost poison ivy was to deal with, the purple-black poisonous mist aside, the vines that could weaken the spirit weapon technique were also very difficult, with these vines, the ordinary sea gathering realm spirit weapon could not break through its defense at all, let alone beat it all over the ground to find teeth, it was simply as difficult as climbing to the sky.

But this junior disciple in front of him, seeing that his cultivation is not high, probably above the fifth layer of the confluence realm, but he can beat this ghost poison ivy without the slightest power to fight back, if it weren't for Lu Ting and Mo Wen knowing him and knowing that he is a disciple of Xiaoyao Academy, otherwise Duan Wen would think that this was pretended by the elder or dean of which academy.

After the disc landed, a distance of nearly ten meters was drawn on the steps, and only then did it stabilize the disc with the vines that still remained on the body, and the face of the hell imp on the disc was looking around nervously, as if it was alert to Xu Yichen's sudden attack.

After seeing the disc fall on the steps of the ground, Xu Yichen's figure appeared on the steps not far from it, holding the long sword in his right hand, he opened his legs, and walked down the stairs step by step towards the ghost poison ivy.

Xu Yichen walked every step without hurry, like a traveler walking slowly in the mountains, but in the eyes of Ghost Poison Ivy, Xu Yichen's steps were like a death knell, and with every step, he was one step closer to death.

The ghost poison ivy struggled and spit out the purple-black poisonous mist towards Xu Yichen, and the poisonous mist rushed towards Xu Yichen along the mountain wind.

Xu Yichen seemed to be a little tired of seeing this trick of ghost poison ivy, and his face showed an expression of lack of interest, his right hand quickly danced the long sword, and the side of the sword engraved with the mark of raindrops emitted a blue light at this moment.

The light rain sword intent in [Sword of Rain] came out, and the next moment, between Xu Yichen and the ghost poison ivy, there was a light rain, and the raindrops fell from the clear sky, and the steps were wet after only a while, but Xu Yichen's clothes and hair were not stained with a drop of rain.

And the purple-black poisonous mist actually made a "snort" sound under the effect of this light rain, as if it was an evil thing being purified, and disappeared into the air after about two breaths.

Seeing this, he was about to open his mouth to spit out the poisonous mist again, who would have thought that at the moment when it opened its mouth, Xu Yichen's right foot kicked back heavily, and the whole person disappeared in place in an instant, and when his figure reappeared, he had already come to the front of the disc of the ghost poison ivy, he held a sword in his right hand and stabbed it towards the mouth of the hell ghost.

"Poof!"

Dark green blood splashed out of the mouth of the ghost poison ivy, and Xu Yichen's long sword pierced into its mouth, instantly dispersing the purple-black poisonous mist that was originally ready to attack, not only that, but in this case, it was impossible for the ghost poison ivy to spew out that poisonous mist again.

"Babble!"

The ghost poison ivy let out a cry of pain, and it struggled to escape from Xu Yichen through the only remaining long vine, only to find that Xu Yichen's long sword pierced the disc and pinned it to the ground, no matter how it moved, it was to no avail.

Xu Yichen took a step forward with his right foot, stepped heavily on the disc of the ghost poison ivy, and then pulled out the long sword.

The long sword pulled out of the mouth of the ghost poison ivy, bringing up a column of dark green blood, Xu Yichen threw the long sword to his side, and the blood remaining on the long sword was instantly thrown into the dirt on the side.

Xu Yichen looked coldly at the face of the terrified hell ghost, and said:

"You're scared too?"