The rain fell to the ground, and the shadow of the rain god came to his face.

Night Twelve Lang was playing with Wang Po, but suddenly he felt a chill, and his whole body couldn't help but stand on end.

"What's going on?"

Without waiting for anyone's answer, drops of icy rain hit Yajujuro's body.

Naturally afraid of water, he is like a great enemy at this moment, and he can't wait to leave this place immediately.

But how could Yunye give him this opportunity, whether it was in the sky or underground, it had already turned into an ocean.

"Night Twelve, today is your time of death!"

Yun Ye held the Qinglian Sword in his hand and took the initiative to attack, in this world full of rain, the Night Hades Rats not only could not use their own talents, but even their strength would be greatly reduced.

With the cultivation of the third order of the Twelve Lang Xuan Demons this night, he can now exert at most one-tenth of his power, and this kind of strength can no longer pose the slightest threat to Yun Ye.

Watching Yun Ye attack, Ye Twelve Lang dragged his heavy body and quickly dodged, he knew that he couldn't fight Yun Ye anymore, otherwise he would definitely confess here today.

But the rain around him blocked all his retreats, and made his talent unusable, and all he could use now was his own trick - Rat Shadow Kill.

"Night Twelve, are you just going to dodge? It's full of water here, and you can't hide anymore, so it's useless to dodge like this. ”

Yunye is aggressive and tricky.

However, this emaciated camel is bigger than a horse after all, and Ye Twelve Lang is worthy of being a member of the rat clan, and his kung fu of escaping and dodging is still very powerful.

"Hmph, boy, do you think that when I conjure up rain, I won't have the slightest power to resist? When the time for your spell comes, I will definitely break you to pieces!"

Night Twelve said hatefully, he was also waiting for an opportunity to make his rat shadow lore a success.

"Big brother, kill him quickly, don't let this mouse run away!"

Wang Po shouted again, I don't know when, he had already run behind Yun Ye, although the whole person looked scarred, but those two eyes were still bright.

Yunye patted him on the shoulder and smiled at him, "Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!"

"Well, then I'll sleep for a while, and remember to call me when you kill him!"

After Wang Po finished speaking, he fell to the ground with a bang, in fact, he couldn't hold it anymore, but in order to see Yunye defeat Ye Shishilang, he forced himself not to fall into a coma, and he fought for that breath.

After checking Wang Po's situation and finding that he had just fallen into a coma, Yun Ye immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but the gaze that looked at the Twelve Lang of that night was even more unkind, and he no longer planned to drag it out like this.

"The sixth form of the Qinglian Sword Technique, the Qinglian destroys the world!"

The cyan lotus flower appeared from the tip of the blue lotus sword, this time it was a little more condensed than before, mixed with a greater force.

Yun Ye's complexion became a lot paler at the moment he released this sword, this was the first time he had used the sixth form of the Qinglian Sword Technique with all his strength, and the huge mana consumption was really overloaded for him who was only in the seventh order of the Heavenly Immortal in the realm now. He was only able to support this sword, and there was no second chance.

So, this time he must succeed and must not fail!

When he saw Yunye condensing this sword, Ye Twelve Lang understood that his opportunity had finally arrived, and if he couldn't seize this opportunity, he would never have a chance again.

"Rat Shadow Lore!"

Dozens of identical phantoms immediately appeared, their faces were very hideous, and a dagger appeared in each of their hands, frantically rushing towards Yunye.

Both of them sacrificed the strongest killing move at this moment, and who lives and who dies depends on the contest of this move.

Yun Ye desperately injected mana, watching that green lotus become even more huge, and Ye Twelve Lang was also continuing to release the phantom, he was going to make the final counterattack.

The atmosphere became very heavy, except for Wang Po's snoring, which was a little annoying, everything around fell silent.

The momentum of Yunye's sword has finally ended, and the rat shadow of Night Twelve Lang has also reached a hundred.

"Slash!"

"Kill!"

Both of them are rushing towards each other, and who wins and who loses, who dies and who lives is about to be revealed!

"Boom!"

The Qinglian sword qi in the sky was raging wildly, strangling the oncoming rat shadow assassins, and the cyan and black were intertwined, launching the most fierce confrontation.

Yun Ye clenched the Qinglian Sword in his hand, he firmly locked the breath of Ye Twelve Lang, and when the rat shadow in front of him was completely dispersed, he would solve the other party as soon as possible.

"Ding, please watch your back!"

The prompt sound of the system suddenly came, and Yun Ye immediately reacted, aiming at his back and stabbing with a sword in the air, which seemed to have stabbed the void, but there was still a sound of vomiting blood.

Night Twelve's figure slowly appeared, he never thought that he was hiding so deeply, but he was still discovered by Yun Ye.

"How is that possible? How did you find out?"

Yun Ye sneered, and continued to stab hard with a sword, "Never underestimate your opponent, otherwise you will die in the next second!"

After saying that, the sword rose and fell, and he directly cut off the head of the night twelve.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing the Night Twelve Lang of the Third Order of the Xuan Demon and gaining 1500 experience points. ”

"The host's current realm: Heavenly Immortal Eighth Order. XP Remaining: 795. ”

With the death of Night Twelve, those rat shadows scurrying around slowly dissipated, and the Qinglian sword qi of Yunye slowly disappeared.

The phantom of the rain god and the surrounding rain soon disappeared, only Yunye lay quietly beside Wang Po, looking at the vast dark night overhead.

"Finally killed!"

......

"Big brother, big brother, wake up!"

A familiar voice sounded in Yunye's ears.

Yunye opened his heavy eyes, and what greeted him was a vast blue sky, which made him feel very comfortable.

But soon his comfort was broken, because Wang Po, who had a smirk on his face, suddenly broke into his eyes.

"Big brother, get up, I'm ready to eat. ”

The good mood was swept away, Yun Ye stretched his tired body, and the whole person instantly came back to life.

A special fragrance rushed to the tip of his nose, giving his stomach a rare feeling of hunger.

"I'll go, I'm not a god, how can I still feel hungry?"

"Big brother, give, it's yours. ”

Wang Po handed Yun Ye a large piece of fragrant barbecue, Yun Ye looked at the barbecue, and finally did not refuse.

Although the immortal is fine if he doesn't eat or drink, but since there is such a delicacy now, how can he miss it.

"This meat is good, where did you get it?"

Yun Ye asked casually, and Wang Po was also unintentional.

"This is the mouse you killed, big brother! He's a demon, eating its meat is a great supplement!"

"What? Is this rat meat?"

Yun Ye's stomach tumbled, and he hurriedly threw away the uneaten meat in his hand, and couldn't help but vomit.

When he finally vomited it all, he found that Wang Po was still eating there and was fragrant, and the whole person was even more angry.

"Wang Po, you bastard!"