The pale sword pierced through the body, and a blade pierced through the waist on the right side, and the tip of the sword swirled with cold air, bringing out gushing blood from the body, flying in the air, falling on the ground under his feet, shaking the dust of the floor.

Ye Wen's pupils shrank slightly, he snorted, his face was extremely pale, as if he had been seriously ill for a long time, he had lost his original blood color, and the pain of his internal organs being torn gradually strengthened as the blood rushed out.

He didn't move, his brow furrowed tightly, he gritted his teeth, and although his face had begun to distort with pain, the whole person seemed to have become a sculpture, even if it was beaten by wind and rain.

Crackling!

After a while, the sound of some kind of object shattering suddenly sounded, like the sound of glass falling to the ground and being shattered, with the sound of this sound, I saw that the tip of the sword that penetrated Ye Wen's waist began to shatter, falling like a small spar, and then began to blur on the way to land.

When it was about to fall to the ground, it was like a mist and disappeared.

At this time, Ye Wen coughed painfully, and slowly took back his outstretched hands, although every movement would hurt the internal organs of his body, he still held on.

Syllable!

The sound of the object falling to the ground sounded, Ye Wen looked up, and couldn't help but exhale softly, the emotions that were frozen like ice began to melt, although it was not a sense of fear, but the fact that he was able to survive also made him feel extremely happy in his heart.

What fell to the ground in front of him was Kong Xu's corpse, the emptiness above the neck, and the blood gushing out, proving the fact that Ye Wen had successfully killed this powerful opponent.

"If you are a little more ruthless, if you don't hesitate at the moment of gambling, maybe it will be the end of the same fate, I will definitely die......"

Ye Wen looked at the headless corpse in front of him and shook his head, the originally tense emotions relaxed in an instant, and a feeling of powerlessness emerged from the bottom of his heart.

The sword that Kong Xuan stabbed out was indeed powerful, and at that moment, Ye Wen had no possibility of resisting at all, but it didn't mean that he could only close his eyes and wait for death.

In order to minimize the lethality of this sword, Ye Wen gently shook his body at the moment when the sword blade was about to pierce his skin, and what appeared in his mind was the trajectory of the sword and the layout of the internal organs of the body.

The position where the sword pierced fell into Ye Wen's calculations, and it seemed to be accurate, and it seemed that it could kill with one blow, but in fact, it passed through the gap in the internal organs, and did not cause devastating damage to the internal organs.

Then, the ice system Dao power in the body operated wildly, following the trajectory of the sword blade, instantly freezing the torn parts around it, judging from the result, this method of dealing with it was similar to the assassination sword that defended against Yan Zhongzhi before, but in terms of thrilling, it was far more than that, after all, this time it completely penetrated the internal organs.

In other words, if you are an ordinary monk, you are afraid that you will become a corpse at the moment when your body is pierced, and you can't talk about how to survive in a desperate situation, but Ye Wen is different, because of the crazy operation of spiritual consciousness and the countless traumas he has suffered in the spiritual space, he has gained experience that is different from that of ordinary monks, and he has a sufficient understanding of the structure of the human body, so he was able to find the gap between the internal organs.

At that moment, the gap between the internal organs was like a scabbard, and the stabbing sword was firmly put into it.

However, based on this, in fact, it is just to find a glimmer of life, and it is just to delay the time of death a little, because even if the place where the blade pierces is not a fatal position, once this long sword condensed by Dao power is shaken up and bursts out with the Dao power contained in it, it is enough to completely stir Ye Wen's internal organs into a paste.

This truth, Kong Xu, as a monk at the peak of the fifth fold, could not understand it, he was far above Ye Wen in terms of combat experience, but the final result was that he did not show it.

Because at that moment, in addition to the Dao power that froze the sword blade that pierced into his body, Ye Wen's hands had already condensed into a sword, as if waving a killing move, slashing towards Kong Xu's head and neck.

If an outsider is watching the battle from a short distance and sees such a scene, there is no need to think too much, and he will only immediately come to a conclusion, that is, the next must be the end of the same fate.

Ye Wen's waist will be pierced, the internal organs will be shattered, there is no chance of luck, Kong Xu's sword is no longer possible to pull back, the position of the two of them is too close, Kong Xuan is absolutely unable to retreat and dodge, he can only watch the two hands that are split, like a sharp blade to cut off his head.

With the enlargement of the two hands in his sight, Kong Xuan also knew very well what would happen next at that moment, the other party would be killed by himself, and he would be killed by the other party at the same time, this was an irreversible fate, no matter how he predicted and racked his brains, he could not change his fate that he would definitely die.

Because, things happened too fast.

Because of Ye Wen's unexpected actions, because he never thought that he would lose psychologically, and because he didn't think that he would fall into this situation, Kong Xuan could only watch unwillingly with his eyes wide open, cursed, and hated without enough time to think.

The moment before his consciousness disappeared, the moment the cold touch came from his neck, the only thing he felt a little fortunate in his remorse was that he was not alone in his journey to hell, and after all, he succeeded in killing Ye Wen and completing the task, but he accidentally lost his life.

Until the moment before his death, Kong Xuan still thought that Ye Wen would not survive.

And this kind of wrong judgment is the key to saving Ye Wen's life, if Kong Xuan hadn't been intimidated by the two hands that had been split, if he hadn't been shaken by unwillingness and despair, he should have been able to detect the abnormality from the feel.

If he could detect Ye Wen's calculations, then even if Kong Xuan was on the way to cut half of his neck, with the extraordinary reflexes of a fivefold peak cultivator, it was enough to release the last bit of thought and detonate the phantom of the sword that pierced into Ye Wen's internal organs.

Once this happens, Ye Wen can only resign himself to going to hell together.

But-

There are not so many "ifs" in this world. It can be said to be luck, or it can be said to be strength, Ye Wen is superior after all, barely survived, with the sword phantom that lost its master, in the case of losing the support of Dao power, returned to the state of nothingness, Ye Wen was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, looking down at the headless corpse on the ground with the attitude of a victor.

Although it was a pyrrhic victory.

"It's a good feeling to be alive, just curse me in hell to your heart's content......"

Looking at the headless corpse in front of him, Ye Wen remembered the other party's high spirits and unfathomable posture along the way, and shook his head again, he couldn't help but sigh at the difference between life and death, no matter how powerful a monk was, it was impossible to predict his future fate.

Ye Wen didn't even have the strength to step out at this time, if he really wanted to move, he was afraid that he would fall to the ground in less than a moment, the battle just now had already left him traumatized, and the old injuries also recurred.

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Wen hurriedly sat down and slowly closed his eyes.