In an instant, the terrifying sickle poisonous blade was ferociously pulled back at the moment when Ye Qingcheng roared.

A purple scythe shadow swept by, and a head flew up.

"Roar !!!" erupted into a terrible roar as he left the fire.

Yu Huo laughed wildly and shouted in a sharp voice, "You mountain field—"

However, before he could finish his words, he swallowed in his throat. I saw that the flying head was twisted in mid-air, and then turned into invisible, and the headless figure standing in front of him also twisted and disappeared silently.

"Splitting?!" Yu Huo said in horror: "It's not even a martial sect, how can there be a split?"

Not far away, on a broken stone pillar, Ye Qingcheng was half-squatting and holding his sword, the expression on his face was very violent and extremely complicated. Before, he almost smelled death, and he was so frightened that he was sweating wildly, and his heart was beating violently. However, at that moment of death, he comprehended the essence of the eighth form in Ye's swordsmanship and escaped a catastrophe.

"I finally understand why the Thirteen Swords of the Ye Clan are the only swordsmanship that uses big weapons to stab. Ye Qingcheng said secretly in his heart after being frightened and happy.

Ye's swordsmanship is a kind of assassin swordsmanship. However, it is almost impossible to assassinate with large weapons. However, his father was determined all his life that their ancestral swordsmanship was by no means a wild way. It's just that his father was not lucky enough to comprehend the essence behind each of the swordsmanship.

has no spiritual power, but uses the sword technique to create a short shadow to confuse the opponent. This move is enough to illustrate the subtlety of Ye's swordsmanship. You must know that in general, those who can use splitting can only do this by martial kings with spiritual power. For Ye Qingcheng at that level, they were all very powerful figures, such as elders such as Fu Shan and Yu Feng.

After a moment of respite, Ye Qingcheng jumped down from the stone pillar with his sword and said to Yu Huo, "Do you know why Yu Feng wanted to kill me?"

"What is your origin?" Yu Huo stared at Ye Qingcheng and found that this guy was far more mysterious than he had imagined.

Ye Qingcheng didn't answer him, but continued what he said just now, and continued: "Because, my Lihuo is a True Fire Heavenly Demon!"

"Fart!!" Yu Huo immediately scolded, and turned his face to look at the little wild cat on the stone pillar in the distance, and said to Ye Qingcheng: "There has been no Heavenly Demon in the Yuntian Continent for a thousand years. ”

As he spoke, he recited the incantation, manipulating the blood curse poison golem.

"Whoosh!!" A ghostly blood shadow swept by, and the poison leader instantly left a strange afterimage in the air, and then raised the scythe in his claws and slashed towards Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng immediately flew up, like an agile leopard, dodging the slash of the poisonous puppet.

However, Yu Huo showed a sinister smile and shouted: "Release!"

On the ground, the poison puppet's body shook violently, and drops of dark red and purple venom suddenly shot out in all directions like rapid raindrops.

Ye Qingcheng was shocked, and hurriedly waved the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, resisting the venom that flew towards him one after another. The wide Qingfeng Sword, in Ye Qingcheng's hand, was like a green whip, and while he fell, he accurately blocked every drop of venom that attacked him.

Moments later, he flew down behind a stone pillar and shook off the venom from his sword.

Wisps of black smoke rose from the "Zizi ......" sword, showing signs of corrosion.

However, just when he thought that he had perfectly dodged the blow, the Blood Curse Poison Golem standing at the other end of the stone pillar raised its blood claw and violently flicked the tip of a sharp claw, and a drop of venom flew out like a swift arrow, shooting out in an instant, shooting into the stone pillar, leaving a black hole.

Hearing the slight sound of the stone pillar, Ye Qingcheng immediately took a step back, and in a hurry, raised his left palm to resist his face.

"Smack!!" As if a drop of water was falling, a drop of venom shot into Ye Qingcheng's palm.

Suddenly, a heart-piercing, itchy pain appeared on Ye Qingcheng's palm, and he felt as if his palm had been stabbed by a fire cone.

However, he endured the corrosion as hard as he could, once again using what he had learned from the Gumu clan.

At the beginning, in the dream world, the Gumu clan gave him a month's emergency training. In this, the Gumu clan specifically talked about some beast venom. Venom is generally divided into two types: dead poison and live poison. Dead poison refers to non-living venom, such as mercury poison, lead poison and other metal venom, and live poison is biological venom, such as poisonous insects and poisonous snakes. There is a clear difference between live poison and dead poison, and that is itching. But whenever you are hit by live poison, you have a different kind of itching feeling. Live poisons are dangerous, complex, and innumerable, and most of them can cause fatal injuries to people. However, some clever poisoners don't like to use live poison. Because, live poison has an obvious disadvantage, that is, it is afraid of fire.

Generally incinerated by flames, few live poisons remain highly toxic.

The moment he was poisoned, Ye Qingcheng thought of these words. So, he shouted at Lihuo, "Give me a real fire!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew what he wanted. It immediately opened its mouth and spat out a golden fire snake, shooting towards Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng grabbed the golden fire snake without hesitation, and it immediately wrapped around his palm, burning ferociously.

I saw that a golden flame rose on Ye Qingcheng's palm, and he tried his best to endure the pain of this burning. At the same time, the itching sensation on his palm quickly disappeared, and the venom burned by the flames turned into black smoke and flew up.

After about three breaths, he slammed his flaming palm at his Qingfeng greatsword. Golden flames fell on his sword, and his hands were charred and swollen. However, fortunately, Lihuo had tempered his body with fire spirits before, so that he had a certain resistance to this flame, and the resistance of his ascending dragon vein made him only endure some burns. Otherwise, his hand would have been burned to the bone.

The qiē that happened in front of him was beyond Yu Huo's expectations. He stared at the fire in the distance in shock, and said, "It can actually spit out fire spirits?"

"It's the True Fire Heavenly Demon, are you lying to me?" Ye Qingcheng walked out from the back of the stone pillar with a big sword burning with golden flames.

Yu Huo, who was sitting on the ground, although weak and frightened, had a sense of greed in his heart, and he stared at Lihuo in the distance, and suddenly stretched out his finger to it, shouting, "Catch it!"

"Bang !!" A bloody shadow burst out of the air, and the blood curse poison puppet instantly flew towards the flames.

However, in this instant, Ye Qingcheng once again used the essence of the swordsmanship he had comprehended, leaving a false shadow in the same place, and the real shadow quickly rushed in front of the poisonous puppet and said in a deep voice: "Since I have found its weakness, it is mine!"

Greed overshadowed a chill in Yu Huo's heart, and he took control of the poison puppet, causing it to raise the sickle in its claws fiercely.

Ye Qingcheng raised his sword burning with golden flames and shouted: "Ninth Clan, resist the wind and cut the waves!!"