"Boom ......"

Not far away, there was a loud bang, like thunder rolling through. The trees were crushed by the blowing waves, the leaves fell, and the monsters scrambled to flee.

Ye Hongfeng frowned, that wave of qi contained an extremely tyrannical and cold aura!

"Is it Wan Chengyuan?" asked Feng Ran in a low voice.

He nodded, his gaze moving to the direction where the air wave was coming, his gaze slightly cold and his eyes sharp.

......

Li Qing's fingers kept changing, casting several spells to resist Wan Chengyuan's attack. There were several extremely deep ravines left on the ground, and as far as the eye could see, they were full of potholes and a mess.

"Are you crazy? This is Yunshan, it's the host gate!" Li Qing shouted.

"I'm not crazy, it's you, it's you who make me lose all hope, I'm going to kill you, kill you!" Wan Chengyuan's eyes were red, and he shouted hoarsely.

"Poof!"

The blood-red beads turned into a whirlpool shape, the edge of the whirlpool was as sharp as a knife, viciously cutting through Li Qing's chest, and the robe was as if there was nothing under the blood knife, and blood suddenly flew out.

Li Qing covered his wound and kept retreating, he had too many questions in his heart, but no one could answer him.

Wan Chengyuan had already lost his mind, and after telling Qiu Di about the information to repay his kindness, he had no regrets, but the strong unwillingness in his heart drove him to take revenge on everyone, at the cost of his life!

The blood-red beads flew back and forth in the air, and the blood light became thicker and thicker, and it was about to cut towards Li Qing's neck.

Suddenly, a black wind arose, and the black wind crashed into the bloodlight vortex with a thick resentful aura, and instantly repelled the blood beads.

"The surname is Li, if you don't want to die, come over quickly. Ye Hongfeng shouted at Li Qing, and then threw out a storage bag and threw it into his arms.

Li Qing hugged the storage bag and was a little distracted for a while. Today's events were so strange that it was hard for him to think about them carefully.

Ye Hongfeng held the Nine Heavens Long Sword in his hand, rushed forward with a cold face, and gathered a series of tornadoes to block Wan Chengyuan's position.

"Good time! Good time!"

In the tornado, the thin scholar who seemed to be a living Shura roared loudly, the blood-red beads were swallowed into his stomach, his hands, chest, and face were crawling with blood-red filaments, and his aura continued to rise at this moment, wanting to forcibly and briefly ascend to the first realm of the Yudan without leading to the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Sword Vaporization Green Dragon!" Ye Hongfeng muttered in a low voice, the cyan sword qi swirled on the sword body, and finally condensed into a slightly thick cyan dragon, and Wan Chengyuan bit away. The moment the green dragon met him, it turned into countless sword qi, cutting his body, blood bursting in the sword qi, but his expression became more and more crazy.

After the blow, Ye Hongfeng's face turned pale and weak, and he was half-squatting on the ground with his sword. At this moment, he just wants to lie on the ground and remain motionless.

Li Qing hurried to stop in front of him, took out the magic weapon from the storage bag and held it in his hand, the magic weapon trembled slightly, and turned into a soft wave to surround Wan Chengyuan. Every time the wave trembled, Wan Chengyuan's sea of knowledge shook again, and the sharp pain forced him to kneel on the ground, and he couldn't stop wailing.

Feng Ranran had already helped Ye Hongfeng dozens of feet away, looking at the scene in front of him with a worried face.

Wan Chengyuan did not fall down like this, he actually condensed the power of blood beads in his whole body to break through the sea of knowledge to the realm of knot.

Li Qing was knocked away by his breakthrough to the aftermath, his body was mounted on a giant tree, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and leaned softly against the giant tree, without the strength to fight.

"Dead ...... Dead ......" Wan Chengyuan staggered towards the three of them, his blood condensed like substance, and dissipated in the wind.

Feng Ranran wanted to harness the wind to block it a little, but he couldn't cast a spell under the pressure of his divine sense.

"If it's so painful, why don't you just let it go and seek relief?" Ye Hongfeng didn't turn his head to look at him, he knew that everything Wan Chengyuan did was affected by the blood beads, and the anger of the blood beads magnified the hatred in his heart, turning it into this appearance of no one and no ghost. Of course, he was to blame, but he still had good thoughts in his heart. Ye Hongfeng always believed that the thin scholar he saw that night holding a jade-white divine bead, the white-shirted monk who turned into a dead soul, had never lost any hope in the world. His heart must have longed for beauty.

Wan Chengyuan was touched by his words, and his footsteps stopped abruptly.

However, after a while, he frantically condensed his divine sense, and his divine consciousness turned into a sharp sword and stabbed towards Ye Hongfeng's eyebrows.

Ye Hongfeng sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Right now, he can only ask Old Man Yun to save him, right?" he thought to himself.

The Divine Sense Sword failed to touch the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly changed direction three inches away. The ebony branch that he had inserted in his hair since he left the village was faintly radiant at this time, and Wan Chengyuan's divine sense sword was forcibly reversed by the ebony branch, spreading out into a little golden light and merging into the ebony branch.

Ye Hongfeng even felt a burst of anger coming from the ebony branch, and then saw a golden light overflowing from Wan Chengyuan's eyebrows, which was sucked into the ebony branch. After a while, Wan Chengyuan's expression was sluggish, and he fell to the ground on his knees, his head lowered, and he fell to the ground on his back.

"Is he dead?" asked Feng Ranran, somewhat uncertain.

"Perhaps. Ye Hongfeng replied expressionlessly. He didn't have much feeling about Wan Chengyuan's experience, such a person was far from being an exception in such a world. The Lord is right, the world is like a torrent, and they are just floating leaves in it, no matter how much they struggle, some things cannot be changed in the end.

He clenched his fists, as if he had made up his mind. If fate is really a game of chess, and the existence behind the scenes sees the world as a chess piece to play with, he can overturn the chess table and stand on the opposite side of that person, put the knife on that person's neck, and be the chess piece that kills the chess player, so that the person can also taste the taste of being manipulated.

......

The wind came and went in the forest, and the three of them had already supported each other and left one after another.

Wan Chengyuan suddenly coughed violently, and the blood-red breath gradually dissipated as the mouthful of blood was coughed up, and his eyes returned to black and white.

Qiu Di came from a certain direction, holding a small sword, and crouched in front of him.

"I saved your life, and I deserve to end it. ”

"Doesn't His Royal Highness the Eldest Prince regret saving me in the first place?"

"You were down on the streets, riddled with serious illnesses, but you are still struggling to survive, I naturally want to save you. And now your eyes have long since lost your life, and you are bent on death in order to be free. For you now, being alive is the most painful, right?"

Wan Chengyuan smiled miserably, but there was a little more comfort in his heart.

"At the end of my life, it was a great honor to have my eldest son send me off. ”

Qiu Di stabbed the small sword into his chest, and blood gushed down the wound.

"Sleep, it won't be painful when you fall asleep. ”

He whispered.