82_82410 Chapter 516 Fate hangs by a thread

In the morning, the sky is getting brighter.

In the corner of the West Sea, a circle of huge flame holes appeared on the sky, and black flame meteorites the size of small mountains rumbled down to the sea, stirring up layers of huge waves. A total of eighty-one meteorites, divided into four directions, blocked all the locations around the three Ye Qingcheng brothers.

They hung alone in mid-air, searching in horror for the mysterious powerhouse who had unleashed the trick. There is no doubt that this move is Miyagawa Ming's Dark Tiger Sword Puppet, and the momentum is extremely powerful, and it has the potential to crush it.

There may be some swordsmen in the Great Wilderness Miyagawa Ming's "Nine Swords of the Galaxy", but there are few who have cultivated to the eighth style, and it is extremely rare to be able to raise the momentum of this style to this height, even if there is, I am afraid that they are all in the Miyagawa clan of the Dragon Clan.

"Which senior is here?" Ye Qingcheng arched his hand and shouted around: "Please show up!"

"Big brother, this kind of breath is not right. Liu Beishui said. When Ye Qingcheng saw this kind of swordsmanship, he first thought about who released it, but he found even more frightening details.

I saw that those black flame meteorites that fell to the surface of the sea suddenly turned into a puppet with a height of dozens of zhang, and their physique and appearance were very similar to the dark tiger sword puppet that Ye Qingcheng had summoned. It's just that their chests are burning with black tiger head patterns, and wisps of pale black smoke are floating on their majestic bodies, rippling out layers of yin soul aura.

"This kind of Yin Spirit?" said Yu Chiyan in disbelief, "They melt demons?"

"They're not Melters. Ye Qingcheng also noticed, "The summoner is a melting demon!"

On the vast sea, eighty-one sword puppets carrying the power of yin spirit completely sealed the surroundings. They were like statues, with huge black swords, hanging from the water, their eyes glittering with a dark blue light. The three Ye Qingcheng brothers were surrounded in the middle, like three small flying insects, and they didn't dare to move. Because, once they escape, all the sword golems will be activated and rush at them.

"Are you coming for us, or are you coming for this?" Ye Qingcheng was holding a small box wrapped in black cloth in his left hand, and a strange cold aura wafted from it, and it was faintly vibrating, as if there was a living thing in the box.

"I guess it's for this box. Liu Beishui said. Although they have a grudge against the Melting Demons, it is unlikely that they will only be encircled and suppressed now.

"What's in the box?" asked Yu Chiyan.

Ye Qingcheng weighed it a little and said, "This weight may be a head." ”

"What should I do, run or fight?" Liu Beishui said. In the short stalemate, those sword puppets did not move, and were only responsible for sealing their escape direction, and the one who really wanted to do it was definitely the one who released the swordsman.

Ye Qingcheng shook his head and said, "We can't defeat someone who can summon this kind of amazing swordsmanship." ”

He could tell at a glance that these sword golems were extremely powerful, one could beat the ten sword golems he summoned!

Suddenly, the air in front of them tore a black crack, and a pale black smoke erupted. Immediately after, an eerie figure walked out of the crack.

The three Ye Qingcheng brothers stared at the figure closely, and every nerve tensed.

I saw that the figure was nine feet tall, wearing a white cloak around the neck, with a black bandage wrapped around his arm, and a bandage on his forehead, and his cheeks and palms were covered with centipede-like scars with needlework and threads. He was a dry corpse, blind in one eye and a pinpoint-sized red ghost pupil flashing in the other. He had short, withered yellow hair, his nose had long since rotted and fallen off, leaving a black hole, and at the same time, his upper lip was shriveled and fell off, revealing his white teeth. On his chest, there was also a black chain that seemed to have penetrated deep into his body and wrapped around his heart.

Obviously, he barely had any thoughts, like a ghoul accused of zhì. However, this is the most powerful ghoul that Ye Qingcheng has ever seen!

With a rusty sword in his hand, he silently walked through the air, leaving a circle of black ripples with each step.

"Such a strong aura, it must be a rare sword demon!" A drop of cold sweat slipped down Ye Qingcheng's cheeks, he stared at the melting demon in horror, reached out and held the hilt of the sword behind his back, and said, "I block it, you take the opportunity to escape!"

"He-"

"There's no time to rub it off!" Ye Qingcheng shouted.

As he spoke, he jerked up, carrying a powerful momentum, and rushed over.

In an instant, a strong wind swirled in the air, and Ye Qingcheng's figure flew in it like a meteorite. However, in the face of his attack, the sword demon was indifferent and let him rush over. It wasn't until he approached the Sword Demon and raised the Xuanxue Sword to slash down that the truly terrifying scene erupted.

"Scared !!" The Sword Demon suddenly let out a sharp roar!

The powerful rotating wind path collapsed and disappeared in an instant, and the momentum on Ye Qingcheng's body disappeared along with it, although it was very mysterious and powerful, but when the opponent's momentum overshadowed him, its power was gone. Suddenly, a dignified pressure, like invisible ice, strangely imprisoned Ye Qingcheng's body, making him maintain the posture of raising his sword, but he couldn't cut it down no matter what.

At the same time, the sword demon quietly stretched out its withered claws and grabbed his forehead under his horrified gaze. Immediately afterward, the sword demon put the rusty long sword in his hand against his neck, showing the posture of cutting his head.

"Big brother!!" Yu Chiyan didn't even see the sword demon make a move, and Ye Qingcheng's head was almost lost, which frightened him and shouted.

At this moment, Ye Qingcheng felt that he was not only very reckless, but also stupid. He originally thought that after the death of the undefeated earth demon, there would be no more strong people in the demon fusion except for the god of death. As a result, when his life was hanging by a thread, he suddenly discovered that he and this mysterious sword demon were not in the same realm at all! Being able to shatter his momentum with a blow and imprison his body with an invisible sword power was enough to show that this guy was much more powerful than the undefeated earth demon, and he must be a hero-level monster!

Yu Chiyan rushed over regardless of it, and Liu Beishui was also frightened to the point of coldness.

There is no fight at all, and the only thing that will happen next is massacre!

Ye Qingcheng had never felt like this, so weak, like a young beast being carried in the hands of a hunter. At this desperate moment, his mind turned uncontrollably, and memories flooded into his mind frantically, like a dying person recalling his own life's experiences. Just when Miyagawa Xue's face appeared in his mind, a series of crisp bells suddenly echoed in the air.

Only couples who hold bells will the coreless bells on their bodies ring when they think of their faces. Suddenly, he found a little solace in his fear, at least at this time, and the people he missed were also missing him.

However, it was Miyagawa Xue's thoughts that invisibly saved the lives of their three brothers.

I saw that when the bell echoed in the sea breeze, a phenomenon that puzzled everyone happened