"Why should I be afraid of you. "Although he was tied, Yu Man's mouth was still very tough. If he had been caught before, Yu Man would never have been so strong, he could only resign himself to fate, and he would not have the slightest resistance even in the painful torture.

But now it's different, she has the ink knife to rely on.

"You're not afraid of death?" the white-haired young man was laughing, a smile as warm as the sun could only bring cold in the eyes of others. He has seen many people who are not afraid of death, but they are only words, and when it is really time to be killed, the first to beg for mercy are often those who are not afraid of death.

"I can't die. "What Yu Man said is the truth, she is immortal, even if her throat is cut, even if her head is cut off, she can already be restored to the same as before. But the pain of that moment of death, every time Yu Man experienced it, he would be so scared that he trembled when he woke up.

"I'm a little curious about how strong he is to give you that confidence. What Yu Man said was the truth, but the white-haired young man understood that Yu Man was waiting for someone to save her.

"It's so powerful that you can't imagine it. Yu Man didn't lie, because even she couldn't imagine the power of the ink knife. Because the ink knife is a mortal who can slash immortals.

"I'm looking forward to it. He said this, but there was no look of expectation in his eyes, but a trace of loneliness. is like a peerless master, I just hope that someone will talk about him defeated.

"In anticipation, I decided to kill you. Because anger makes people stronger. The white-haired youth said so, and did the same. He ordered someone to tie him to a stake and put a long knife to his throat.

"Before I kill you, I want to know where you got this thing from. He was referring to the black ring.

"It's not about you. Yu Man said lightly, her tone was like an ink knife.

"If you don't say it, I should be able to guess it. The previous owner of this ring should have been a middle-aged man with short hair, and if memory serves, he should be called Meng Lu. Because I tried to snatch his ring, but in the end he escaped. The white-haired young man said, as if he felt a little regretful, and shook his head slightly.

"But in the end he came back to me, do you think I'm very close to this ring?" he said to Man, who seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile on his face all the time.

"That's my stuff. Yu Man's face suddenly changed, becoming gloomy and cold, as if it was not her who was tied to the stake at the moment, but the white-haired young man, and she was the one holding the knife. Because the killing intent in Yu Man's eyes was so obvious.

"It's mine now. A playful smile appeared on the face of the white-haired youth. At the same time, in the same way as Meng Lu, he wore the ring on his tail finger.

After doing everything, he waved his palm in the air, pointing in the direction of Yu Man.

In an instant, there was a snap, and a palm print appeared on the wooden stake above Yu Man's head, and the next moment, the wooden stake suddenly burst open from the middle, as if something had exploded inside, and the wooden stake was blown in half.

The tremendous power brought out the waves of air will blow and dance wildly in Man's hair. The pouring wood chips fell on Yu Man's head.

But Yu Man's gaze has never changed, still with killing intent, if you have to say change, only the killing intent in Yu Man's eyes is a little stronger.

"You say, what will happen if this slap hits you?" The white-haired young man tilted his head and supported his chin with the palm of his hand, he was tired of the killing intent in Yu Man's eyes, and at this moment he preferred to see Yu Man's expression of fear.

"You can try. Yu Man's performance disappointed him, because Yu Man did not have the slightest fear on his face.

There is no more luxurious house than here, or rather, it is a palace.

Even if you say that there are emperors who only existed in ancient times, no one will not believe it.

And Ye Crazy Dao was standing in front of this palace at the moment, holding the dying Night Ji in his arms.

Looking at the plaque on the front of the palace, the word "troubled times" let Ye Maddao know that he had not come to the wrong place.

Holding the night hime, Ye Crazy Knife stepped into it.

"Who!" the guard at the door shouted, his weapon clenched as he spoke.

"Get out!" Ye Maddao's mood at the moment was really annoyed to the extreme, because he failed to complete the task given to him by the ink knife and protect Yeji.

That group of guards obviously had never encountered someone as arrogant as Ye Crazy Dao, they had been working for the troubled times, no matter where they went, they would only get flattery, and when had they been scolded like this.

Therefore, after Duan Zai was stunned for a moment, he didn't say anything more, waved the weapon in his hand, and rushed towards Ye Mad's knife.

Their movements are neat and uniform, obviously under professional guidance, and there is a hint of charm between the shots. A weapon in his hand flew up and down, seemingly chaotic, and there was a certain angle of coordination in the dark.

It's just that they are no longer facing ordinary people, but Ye Crazy Knife, who has been extremely irritable.

"Slash!" Ye Crazy Dao snorted, holding the knife in his right hand, swinging the blood-colored long knife and slashing horizontally, from left to right. He didn't move fast, but he carried the sound of the wind, like a thousand juns collapsing.

This is the experience that Ye Crazy Dao has recently realized, and he feels that the word knife is only worthy of using it in this way.

The guards looked disdainful when they saw the bloody knife coming. In their opinion, it was too easy to dodge the slow blow.

But when the bloody knife rushed closer, they realized that they couldn't move a bit.

Facing the blood-colored long knife, for a moment, these people only felt as if they had a thousand forces pressing on their bodies, and their qi was instantly locked.

I could only watch the blood-colored long knife slash at me, and the next moment I lost my senses.

The bloody knife slashed sideways, without the slightest obstruction, as if it was not a person but a few pieces of tofu. Blood poured down like rain from the waists of those men, accompanied by disgusting internal organs, sliding all over the ground.

With a few pops, the body split in two fell to the ground.

Retracting the Blood Knife, Ye Crazy Knife came to the door with Yehime in his arms, and kicked open the huge iron door that was two people high. Leaving the door behind the door, the thigh-thick deadbolt that had been broken, walked into the inner courtyard.

"Who dares to break into my troubled world!" The people in the courtyard quickly discovered Ye Maddao's uninvited guest, and jumped down to Ye Maddao's approach.

In just a breath, no less than twenty people appeared, surrounding Ye Mad Dao in the middle.

These people are obviously much more powerful than those guards in front of the door, and when they saw Ye Maddao, they didn't make a sound for a moment, waving the blade in their hands and slashing, not giving Ye Maddao a chance to open his mouth at all, they just wanted to take his life.

"Why did you stop me...... Ye Maddao said in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself. There was a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

He really didn't want to delay, let alone fight these people, because the more he delayed, the less chance Yahime would have to be rescued.

At this moment, Ye Crazy Dao couldn't wait to kill all these people in front of him with one move. But he is not an ink knife after all, he does not have the speed of an ink knife, and he does not have the skill of an ink knife.

And these people are obviously much more powerful.

The momentum exuded by the blood knife in Ye Mad's hand was not enough to deter them.

Twenty people besieged one, and obviously not all of them could shoot at the same time, because there wasn't that much room for them to wield their weapons.

But these people are like they have been trained, and when one person makes a move, the other person immediately follows. And it's always just right, and it won't affect others in the slightest.

The level of tacit understanding was as if these twenty people were using the same body.

Because there is still a night in his arms that needs to be protected, Ye Crazy Knife has been wielding the knife alone, and he can only resist, and he has no chance to return it at all.

Gradually, sweat began to appear on his face, and several wounds were cut on his body.

Finally, when one of them came in a surprise attack, Ye Crazy Dao couldn't react and couldn't block it.

The man's body spun in mid-air, and the sword in his hand went straight to Ye Maddao's lower abdomen like a spear.

Ye Maddao, who had just resisted the attack of one person, had no time to collect at this moment. He could have dodged, but at this moment, he was besieged by everyone, and once he retreated to dodge, the rhythm of the attack would inevitably be completely disrupted.

It is bound to fall into an even more difficult battle.

What's more important is that the night girl in his arms suddenly struggled for some reason, and it was this seemingly inconsequential struggle that made Ye Crazy Dao miss the opportunity to dodge.

The blood knife was too late to be withdrawn, and Ye Mad Knife suddenly stretched out a hand holding Ye Ji and grabbed the long sword, and Ye Ji stood and fell on Ye Mad Knife's chest.

With a snap, blood splattered, and Ye Maddao held the long sword in his hand.

His grip was so tight that he could even feel the bones of his hand touching the blade. But although he held the sword, he couldn't stop it from moving. The sound of bones and swords sliding was heard in an instant.

The sword didn't stab Ye Maddao's body, but it stabbed Ye Ji in front of him.

Although Ye Mad Dao used all his strength to stop the long sword at the end, there was still a finger-like tip of the sword that sank into Yahime's back.

Although it is not a vital point, at this moment, Yahime is already poisonous, and this sword is equivalent to adding insult to injury. I only heard Yahime snort, and her faint breathing had reached the point where she couldn't hear it. If it weren't for the fact that Yahime's body was still warm and her chest was still floating slightly, you would even suspect that she was dead.

Feeling the fainter and weaker breath of the night girl in his arms, the killing intent in Ye Maddao's eyes suddenly disappeared.

In its place is a calm, calm enough to be as calm as a dead man.

Gradually, Ye Mad's left eye began to turn blood-red, just like when he was in the underground city.

The aura on his body became even more cold and terrifying at this moment.

"You're damned. Ye Maddao said word by word, his voice sounded very unfamiliar, as if two voices were mixed together.

While speaking, Ye Maddao's hand that had been holding the long sword twisted slightly, and he didn't see how much strength he used, just heard a snap, and the long sword was easily broken.

Then holding the remaining half of the long sword, Ye Maddao waved it with one hand.

The long sword was like a meteor, cutting a cold light in the air, and the next moment it had appeared above the man's throat.

All this was very fast, so fast that it was only in the blink of an eye, and everyone didn't notice that Ye Crazy Dao had become another person at this moment.

Without continuing to protect the night girl in his arms, Ye Crazy Knife retreated and hid away from the night hime.

Poor that night Ji, who was about to die, was thrown to the ground fiercely.

Holding the knife in both hands, Ye Maddao lowered his body, and when the next person didn't have time to make a move, his body suddenly flashed. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of a man.

Not slashing horizontally, Ye Maddao's hands were raised high, and the bloody knife in his hand was slashed from top to bottom. Perfectly avoiding the skull, it was draped from the left shoulder of the person in front of him to his waist.

After a knife, Ye Crazy Knife exerted force under his feet, and rushed to the front of another person, doing the same action, but this time the blood knife in his hand was from the bottom up.

Only the man remained, still holding the motion of swinging the sword.

He didn't even know what was going on, and even wanted to make a sneak attack the moment Ye Crazy Dao left.

But he found that no matter how much he tried to move his body, it was as if his hands did not belong to him. No matter how he gave the order, he could no longer move, even a penny.

His eyes widened, as if he wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, all that came out was blood.

Gradually, he suddenly felt his gaze begin to tilt, and everything in front of him seemed to have been pushed down by someone. Later, he realized that not everything in front of him was pushed down, but only him.

The moment half of his body hit the ground, he was still thinking about when he was cut down.

One, two, three. Ye Madness Knife was like a demon ruthlessly harvesting the lives of this group of people, and after each blow, one person would be cut in two.

Finally, when Ye Madness killed the fourteenth person, the remaining people were finally afraid.

The fear on his face was so obvious that even a pair of eyes were trembling. He threw away his weapon and fled.

But at this moment, Ye Crazy Knife was like a fierce beast that had found its prey, chasing after him, and even forgot the night girl he was supposed to protect.

Finally, after cutting the last person into two pieces, the blood in Ye Maddao's eyes gradually receded.

"What happened to me just now. After waking up, Ye Maddao was still a little confused, because just now he suddenly felt that he was awake and asleep.

I know everything I do, and I can see everything I do, but I can't control my body.

"It's broken!" Suddenly, Ye Mad Knife remembered the night ji he had left behind.

Maximizing his speed, the Leaf Madness Knife returned to its original place.

When he found that Yeji was still lying on the ground and still breathing, Ye Maddao's heart that had been hanging for a moment finally landed.

But Ye Crazy Dao knew that this was not the time to feel at ease.

Because the poison on Yahime's body is still there, he may die at any time, but he still hasn't found the antidote.

"There seems to be an interesting person coming. The white-haired young man said suddenly, his eyes were looking at the place where Ye Mad's knife was, although there was only a wall in front of him, but he seemed to be able to see through that wall, staring at Ye Maddao.

"Is he the one you're waiting for?" said the white-haired young man, a little disappointed in his eyes. "If he's the one you're waiting for, I can only tell you with regret that he can't save you. ”

(End of chapter)