Cheng Ye's tricky finger did not show any mercy, and he attacked Wei Ming in a surprise attack, not letting him make the slightest preparation, at this time, everyone present could see that in Cheng Ye's heart at this time, he must have moved to kill Wei Ming!

The two top ten disciples on the list faced off, and the seven disciples next to them naturally didn't dare to go in and intervene, all of them were afraid that they would be hurt by the angry Cheng Ye, so they just watched from the sidelines, and no one helped Wei Ming.

Feeling the violent aura in Cheng Ye's fingers and the strong killing intent contained in it, Wei Ming's soul trembled, and he raised his arms without hesitation, his fists were butted together in front of his chest, and he shouted with a hideous face, "Spiritual power armor, condense it for me!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Wei Ming's whole body with an earthy yellow light, and on the surface of his body, a layer of spiritual power armor that was not thin or thick was condensed, although the condensation of spiritual power armor is the sign of a spirit general-level powerhouse, but there is no shortage of talented martial artists, after their own research and long-term efforts, when they were high-level spirit masters, they could already do this.

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Ye's swift finger reached Wei Ming's left chest, and after a scream, Cheng Ye was only heard to shout angrily, and then his fingertips shone brightly, and he actually poked a hole in Wei Ming's spiritual armor!

Then through the spiritual power armor, it directly hit Wei Ming's left chest, only to hear a muffled sound of "bang!", Wei Ming was hit by Cheng Ye's finger and retreated a few steps, and finally half-knelt on the ground and spewed out a large mouthful of blood.

"Damn, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's quick reaction and timely urging the close-fitting earth attribute armor at the moment of life and death, he would really have died in the hands of Cheng Ye, a madman, this time. ”

Wei Ming half-knelt down, clutching his chest and rejoicing in his heart.

Raising his head and glancing at Cheng Ye who was standing quietly not far away, Wei Ming slowly straightened up and said in a deep voice, "Cheng Ye, this matter is my fault, from now on, I will not participate in this matter again, let's stop today, how about it?"

Seeing that Cheng Ye still didn't hear from him after a while, Wei Ming frowned, and after coughing up two mouthfuls of blood, he just wanted to continue talking and talk about the conditions, but he was surprised to find that the small red dot in the center of Cheng Ye's eyebrows suddenly flashed with a red light.

And Cheng Ye, who had been keeping his head down, also raised his head slowly, his long black hair danced wildly without wind, and his eyes also emitted two red lights that looked extremely demonic, looking like he was going crazy.

Seeing Cheng Ye become such a terrifying appearance, how could the seven disciples on the side dare to stay any longer, after looking at each other a few times, they completely ignored Wei Ming, who was already seriously injured, and ran out, and in the spiritual courtyard, only Wei Ming and Cheng Ye were left.

"Shit, bastard!"

Seeing that the seven people didn't even look at himself before leaving, Wei Ming couldn't help but scold.

Feeling the strength of the spiritual power erupting like a volcano in Cheng Ye's body, although Wei Ming didn't know what caused Cheng Ye's strength to skyrocket, he could be sure that with his current state, whether he could take Cheng Ye's move or not was a matter of two words.

"Cheng Ye, although disciples are not forbidden to fight privately in the Sifang Sect, if someone dies, the perpetrator will also be punished extremely severely, the light one will be locked up for ten years, and the heavy one will be abolished with his whole body spiritual power, I think, you don't want to get such a result, right?"

Looking at Cheng Ye who was trembling slightly not far away in a cold sweat, Wei Ming felt that there was a play, so he continued, "Today's incident should be regarded as my fault, I am willing to pay you a hundred contribution points, and it will be regarded as an apology, how about it?"

Ignoring Wei Ming at all, Cheng Ye closed his eyes tightly, his body trembled faster, and the breath of his whole body was also up and down, and from time to time he would let out two low roars, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.

Seeing Cheng Ye's extremely strange appearance, Wei Ming wanted to take the opportunity to sneak away, but just as he was passing by Cheng Ye's side, the red dot at the center of Cheng Ye's eyebrows lit up to the extreme, and his eyes glowing with a strange red light suddenly opened.

After turning his head and spotting Wei Ming, Cheng Ye let out a roar, and with a stroke of his footsteps, he immediately left a series of fiery red afterimages behind him, and the speed was several notches faster than before, and then his palm curled slightly, grabbing towards Wei Ming's neck.

Wei Ming was shocked by the extremely hideous claw in his eyes, but he had no choice but to do anything, so he closed his eyes as if he was fated, waiting for the arrival of death.

.........

I don't know if it was Wei Ming's life or because of what, just at this life-and-death moment, a middle-aged man wearing a deacon's robe rushed to the scene, and grabbed Cheng Ye's wrist in time to save Wei Ming's life.

Tilting his head and glancing at the deacon who suddenly came in, Cheng Ye roared again, gave up Wei Ming, and attacked the deacon again, just a few breaths, the two fought nearly a hundred moves, and finally the two of them hit each other hard, and after they both retreated a few steps and shook it, they were able to stand firmly.

After seeing that Cheng Ye was on par with the middle-aged deacon, Wei Ming's face was in disbelief, most of the people who could serve as deacons in the Sifang Gate were disciples of the Sifang Gate who had reached the stage of the spirit general, and Cheng Ye's strength was only an eighth-order spirit master.

"Is this still the same Cheng Ye from before, how did his strength suddenly become so strong?" Wei Ming muttered to himself on the side.

Glancing at Wei Ming, who didn't know what to do, the middle-aged deacon suddenly snorted coldly, "Hmph! I don't think I'm in trouble enough, if I don't want to die here, hurry up and get rid of Lao Tzu, and go and call Elder Shui over!"

Coming back to his senses by the middle-aged deacon's low shout, Wei Ming nodded hurriedly, clutched his chest, and limped towards the outside of the spiritual courtyard, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.

Seeing that Wei Ming was leaving, Cheng Ye roared again and flew over, after all, killing Wei Ming was his original goal.

Seeing this, the middle-aged deacon's face was also ugly, and he had no choice but to bully himself and meet Cheng Ye again, and between the two, an extremely fierce hand-to-hand battle broke out, you come and go, it's a pity that there is no audience around, otherwise the hall will be full of applause.

After all, the middle-aged deacon was a spirit general-level powerhouse, and he had experienced many more battles than Cheng Ye, and his combat experience was naturally richer than him, so in the end, he kicked Cheng Ye in the stomach with one move, kicking him more than ten meters away.

"Cheng Ye, wake me up quickly! If you continue like this, your body will completely collapse, hold on a little longer, and Elder Shui will come soon." ”

Looking at Cheng Ye, who fell to the ground and vomited blood, the middle-aged deacon frowned and whispered persuasion.

After spitting out blood, Cheng Ye was like an unbeatable cockroach, a beautiful carp stood up, stared indifferently at the middle-aged deacon opposite, and then his eyes flashed red, raised his hands and began to form seals one after another.

I saw that a huge fire attribute spiritual power roared out from Cheng Ye's Heavenly Spirit Cover, and soon, the light and shadow of a bright red giant spear gradually formed above his head, the giant spear was about three zhang long, and an extremely rich fiery aura slowly emanated from it.

"Damn, this time it's a big deal!"

After the middle-aged deacon sighed bitterly in his heart, he immediately took out a blue and extremely delicate jade plate from the ring, and after injecting a spiritual power into it, the jade plate slowly floated.

Then the middle-aged deacon's hands only formed a few extremely simple seals, and the jade plate suspended in the air immediately rose in the wind, expanding in volume by more than ten times, completely blocking the middle-aged deacon behind and slowly spinning.

If the spear condensed by Cheng Ye exuded an extremely violent aura, then the jade plate in front of the middle-aged deacon exuded a soft aura that embraced all rivers.

In just a moment, the light and shadow of the bright red giant spear above Cheng Ye's head were also fully formed, and he let out a buzzing scream.

As the red dot in the center of his eyebrows flashed suddenly, Cheng Ye directly reached out and grabbed the bright red giant spear above his head, turned around suddenly, and threw it towards the spinning blue jade plate.

After the whistling sound, there was another "hiss!" cutting sound, and the middle-aged deacon and Cheng Ye both continued to input spiritual power into their jade plates and giant guns, and after about three breaths, the cutting sound became more and more sharp, and finally after the jade plate buzzed, it rushed back into the middle-aged deacon's ring.

And the light and shadow of the bright red giant spear before, although it had consumed a lot of energy, still had the strength to stab towards the middle-aged deacon.

Between the lightning and flint, the middle-aged deacon couldn't make an effective defense at all, so he had to habitually take two steps back, but helplessly how could his speed compare with the light and shadow of the giant spear, and in less than half a blink of an eye, the light and shadow of the giant spear caught up with him.

Just when the tip of the giant spear was less than an inch away from the middle-aged deacon, an old man in a sky-blue robe teleported directly from the gate of the spiritual courtyard to the middle-aged deacon, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the body of the spear, pinched it hard, only to hear a bang, and the entire spear turned into ignition red spiritual power, dissipating in the air.

Before the middle-aged deacon came to his senses, his face was still shocked, and the blue-robed old man teleported directly in front of Cheng Ye, condensed a ball of condensed water attribute spiritual power on his fingers, and decisively clicked on the small red dot in the center of his eyebrows.

Water and fire are incompatible with each other, in the five element attributes, water is also fire, and now that water and fire meet, there will inevitably be a fight, but in the end, it is the blue-robed elder who is superior, and the red dot in the center of Cheng Ye's eyebrows also dimmed.

At the same time, the red light in Cheng Ye's eyes disappeared immediately, and then his body went soft and he fell unconscious, and the old man in the blue robe immediately hugged him, which did not let him fall to the ground.

After a while of Cheng Ye's pulse, the blue-robed old man immediately tightened his brows, as if he had encountered an extremely difficult problem to deal with, and after lowering his head and thinking for a while, he instructed the middle-aged deacon, "Help Ye'er to my spiritual courtyard, if it breaks out again, this kid is estimated to be unable to save his life, alas, ......"

After handing over Cheng Ye to the middle-aged deacon and sighing again, the blue-robed elder left, not knowing where to go.

Looking at the obese young man next to him, the middle-aged deacon still felt palpitations, not long ago, if Elder Shui hadn't arrived in time, he might have died at Cheng Ye's hands by now.

Thinking that he was a dignified third-order spirit general, and he also had the ability to fight against the enemy, he was actually pressed and beaten by an eighth-order spirit master before, and he almost killed himself, and the middle-aged deacon felt a strong sense of grievance in addition to that trace of fear.

"Alas...... I don't know if the elder can come up with a way to save Cheng Ye this time, Cheng Ye's body can't drag on like this. ”

After speaking, the middle-aged deacon followed Elder Shui's instructions and helped Cheng Ye to his spiritual courtyard.

.........

On the third day of Cheng Ye's coma, Jiang Chen, who had been sitting quietly in the secret room, was still controlling his soul power and looking for the loophole in the formation around him.

After many days of hard work, the time Jiang Chen insisted on controlling his soul power had increased from the previous half an hour to nearly an hour and a half, which was not a small progress.

After failing twice again and making the third attempt, more than an hour later, the corners of Jiang Chen's mouth suddenly set off a slight arc, and he muttered, "It's really not easy to finally find you......"

This book was first published in Book King