The sword clanged suddenly.

The middle-aged man wearing a golden mask had to stop again.

He knew who was coming.

Evil Sword Fairy. Huang Ying.

Huang Ying and Huang Zi's names differ by one character, but their strengths are worlds apart.

The middle-aged man had already arrived near the secret realm of the grotto, but he had never dared to enter it because he knew that Huang Zi had been here during this period. But he was also very patient, and he waited until Huang Zi left.

, he entered the secret realm of the grotto with all his might.

Even in order to prevent Huang Zi from backpedaling, he waited until Huang Zi had left for a few days and confirmed that Huang Zi was not setting up an ambush before he dared to enter.

So, how many people are still left in the secret area of ​​the grottoes today?

The middle-aged man knew it all.

A backhand punch.

The punching style is still fierce.

There was a turbulence in the air, and countless spider web cracks appeared in the air.

A long sword was thrust into this crack.

And coincidentally, the point where the tip of the long sword hit was also the center point where the crack spread. It looked like the sword had pierced the space - but everyone knew that this was impossible.

Because the crack appeared because of the middle-aged man's punch.

The crack that was enough to shatter the space blocked the middle-aged man's sword from behind.

However, when the middle-aged man clearly saw the person who stabbed the sword, he couldn't help but raise his brows under the mask.

It was a young man with snow-white skin and a cold face.

Although he looked like an ordinary person, the deathly aura in his body was not at all inferior to that of the mortal world.

There is no doubt that this is not a living person.

When we think of Huang Ying's identity, the identity of the sword-wielding man is naturally obvious.

Corpse repair.

It is similar to ghost cultivator, but the difference is that ghost cultivator loses his physical body and turns to practice in a spiritual body. Such monks will never be able to enter the other side.

Corpse cultivation, on the other hand, uses a special method of corpse refining to turn death into life. Of course, this method of cultivation is not that easy. Instead, it requires a journey from bronze corpse, iron corpse, silver corpse, and gold corpse.

As you practice more, until you finally have spiritual consciousness, understand human nature, and understand yourself, you can truly be regarded as a corpse cultivator, and you will have your own consciousness, temperament, etc., almost no different from human beings.

But even so, the corpse cultivator is still unable to reach the other shore.

But what is better than the ghost cultivator is that as long as the corpse cultivator can convert all the dead energy into vitality and truly reverse death for life, then he can reach the other side.

No one knows whether there were corpse cultivators in the first two eras of the Mysterious World who could do this.

But since the birth of the entire Third Age, only one person has done it.

One of the four co-lords of the sprites and the owner of the Blood Sea Island.

Corpse Ji. Gongsun Ying.

The young man with a skin as white as paper in front of him is naturally not someone who has made a living by defying death. His strength is not even as good as Yan Hongchen - after all, Yan Hongchen is the building owner of Hongchen Building. But at this moment, delay or even

It was enough to distract the masked man.

"Oh."

The handsome young man chuckled.

As a corpse cultivator, although all his memories of his life have disappeared, now that he has regained the strength of the sea of ​​suffering, he has naturally "understood human nature, understood himself" and has his own temperament.

The man turned his wrist, and the tip of the long sword moved forward again, piercing the crack suspended in mid-air.

"Click——"

There was a slight sound.

The tip of the long sword immediately shattered.

The next moment, weird and strange power surged out from the shattered space.

"Are you crazy!?" The masked man finally lost his previous calmness and shouted angrily.

"You are the one who is crazy." A cold voice sounded inexplicably.

The masked man suddenly stiffened.

But his reaction was also very fast, he turned around suddenly and punched forward.

However, because of the stiffness caused by the moment he heard the sound, he still lost the first move after all - the gray sword energy was approaching silently in front of him, if the masked man hadn't turned around without hesitation.

If he punches, he may have been swallowed by the sword energy.

But even so, his attack was still a little too slow, and he failed to completely defeat the sword energy in time.

A muffled groan sounded.

After being defeated, most of the sword energy was dissipated. After all, a lot of sword energy still spilled out and invaded the middle-aged man's body. This caused his robe to soon rot and turned into sand and dust from his body.

Sliding off the body. Similarly, those skins eroded by the sword energy

Dark spots soon appeared on the skin, and it quickly rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, this change was quickly suppressed, and then granulations began to grow from the rotting flesh and blood monks, and

Grows rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But similarly, the growth and recovery of flesh and blood is not directly successful - it will start to rot again after growing to a certain stage.

It was as if two forces were pulling, raging, and confronting each other within the masked man's body.

If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid they would be in agony.

But this masked man never made any sound except for the initial groan.

Just at this time.

The third long sword came out of thin air.

When the long sword is not released, no one can sense its existence at all.

But when the long sword was thrust out, the strong smell of blood instantly filled the air.

The blade of the sword passing through the void was tinged with blood.

Although the masked man had turned his head to dodge, he was probably affected by the injuries on his body, so his movements were slower again. The long sword scratched his shoulder blade. In an instant, the middle-aged man felt as if he had been stabbed.

As if hit by a cannonball, a large piece of flesh and blood on the entire shoulder was instantly lost.

But this time the middle-aged man did not underestimate the enemy so much.

The punch he returned hit the woman who suddenly emerged from the gray smoke of the sword energy.

The punch is strong and fierce.

Transparent strength.

He directly beat the woman to the point where she was bowed up, and then her whole body was also blown away like a cannonball, breaking several stone pillars in the hall.

Then, the woman hit a stone wall, causing the wall to collapse into a large cobweb.

Even her neck was broken.

The power of a punch is so terrifying!

However, as the woman slowly slid down the wall, she suddenly stretched out her hand and cracked her head, and heard a crisp "click" sound. The originally broken cervical vertebrae mysteriously recovered, and then

The woman stood up again, walked to the sword she had dropped, and picked it up again.

The masked man made an extremely dissatisfied smacking sound.

"So, what I hate the most are you people from the Evil Fate Sword Sect."

The masked man looked around at the people around him.

The four disciples of Taiyi Valley may have extraordinary talents, but in this current situation, they are not even qualified to plunder the formation, so there is nothing to worry about.

The only ones eligible to enter the battlefield are two corpses and one Yin spirit.

And there is only one person who can truly be said to be qualified to fight with him.

Evil Sword Fairy. Huang Ying.

"The Evil Fate Sword Sect is a bunch of people who don't respect martial ethics."

"Golden boy."

The gray mist of sword energy slowly dispersed, and Huang Ying walked out of it.

Different from the cold, weird, arrogant, ugly and other appearance imagined by the outside world, Huang Ying is actually a very good-looking man.

Most of the words generally used to describe men are "masculine", "powerful", "handsome", etc.

But if you want to use one word to describe Huang Ying, it can only be "young and beautiful".
To be continued...