After entering the world of cultivating immortals, I have been living and sleeping

Chapter 32 Remorse
Liu Chun'er didn't notice that after the bearded male cultivator died, the triangle formation did not disappear directly.

This is because He Ye made up for the part of spiritual power that was lost due to the death of the bearded male cultivator.

In other words, the sword is still increasing at this time.

While He Ye smiled, the male cultivator holding the sword swung the sword again, slashing at Han Liang and Han Liang with his unparalleled arrogance.

The speed of this knife was so fast. Before the two of them could recover from Liu Chun'er's joy of killing one person, the light of the knife reached their heads in the blink of an eye.

After all, Han Liang's cultivation level was one level higher, and the power of his second swing of the sword was obviously weaker than the first.

While he was horrified, his body moved dangerously to the side. The knife grazed and sliced ​​off one of his arms like tofu. The incision was so smooth that even the blood didn't react. After a while, it started to flow out.

However, the force of the sword continued unabated and continued to slash backwards.

not good!

Han Liang ignored the severe pain coming from his shoulder and turned his head with a pale face. However, he only had time to see a blood line appear in the middle of the astonished Du Fan's body, and then split into two halves...

At this time, the khaki spear that had completed its mission and was flying back automatically became dark. Its owner was dead and lost its supply of spiritual power. It fell to the ground with a clang.

"Ahhh-"

Han Liang shouted miserably. He covered the broken arm and looked at Du Fan's body, his eyes bloodshot and his chest filled with overwhelming hatred.

"I want you to die!!"

He roared like crazy, and with only one hand left, he burst out with astonishing fighting power. He rushed towards the male cultivator holding the sword like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, and struck out with anger and deadly moves.

The male cultivator holding the sword used two big moves, which consumed a lot of energy. Now that he was at the end of his strength, he naturally did not dare to carry it hard and was beaten until he vomited blood.

It's a long story, but it actually happened in an instant. Blood Falcon, bearded male cultivator, and Du Fan almost all died on their front and rear legs.

Liu Chun'er stared at all this blankly, her body trembling constantly, and she could not even hold the meniscus dart.

However, He Ye did not rush to kill him, but said with a smile, "After all, you were the first to strike. What I did should be regarded as self-defense, right?"

"You scumbag!" Liu Chun'er's eyes were red and her voice was almost squeezed out from between her teeth, "You will not die!"

"Oh, why did you say such ugly words?" He Ye was not angry, but the smile did not reach his eyes, "But you are not qualified to say this, you are a disciple of the Tianheng Sect, but you deliberately want to kill your fellow sect, but now you can't It’s just a boat capsized in the gutter.”

"You deserve to scold me?!"

The voice fell.

He Ye's whole body momentum suddenly changed, he actually broke through the eighth level of Qi training and reached the ninth level of Qi training!

He even hid his cultivation!
He Ye still had that gentle smile, but his eyes were cold, looking at Liu Chun'er as if he were looking at a corpse.

"You...you actually knew this a long time ago?" Liu Chun'er was trembling all over, but there was not much fear in her eyes. In other words, fear was replaced by ferocity and murderous intent.

"Now that you know, you won't be able to leave here alive...it's just one level higher than me. It's not like I haven't killed monks who are higher than me!"

As Liu Chun'er spoke, he took out another magical weapon, which was also a crescent moon dart, but it was several times larger than the previous one and looked more like a strange-shaped sickle.

It turns out that this crescent moon dart is actually a set of mother-and-child magic weapons. When used separately, each one is a low-grade magic weapon. When used together, it can reach the level of a middle-grade magic weapon.

He Ye sneered, "You're the only one who has a medium-grade magic weapon?"

He took out an iron fan, which was also a medium-grade magic weapon. The folding fan he played with earlier was made in imitation of this iron fan magic weapon.

Liu Chun'er remained silent and drove the two crescent-moon bodyguards towards He Ye, attacking his vital points with ruthless moves.

He Ye would naturally not be afraid of her.

On the other side, the furious Han Liang had already been hammered by the sword-wielding man until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his skin was cracked. The man holding the knife was also angered, and he started to chop at Han Liang with the knife.

The low-grade magic weapon was so sharp that Han Liang, who was already scarred, received dozens of wounds, but he still attacked desperately.

Both want to kill each other.

The one who decided the winner faster was Liu Chun'er.Although He Ye also consumed the amplification secret technique just now, he was not the one who carried the power. The consumption was relatively small, and he was at a higher level than Liu Chun'er.

He is a casual cultivator, more than 30 years old. He has stayed at the ninth level of Qi training for five years. He has all kinds of spells at his fingertips. He is even more proficient in the application of the iron fan magic weapon. His proficiency is not comparable to that of Liu Chun'er, who was in his early twenties. of.

Not long after, he made several bloody cuts on Liu Chun'er's body, and cut off her collarbone with another blow. Hearing her screams, He Ye raised the corners of his mouth cruelly.

Liu Chun'er kept beating and found that the gap between the two sides was really huge, incomparable to those she had killed before. She immediately thought of running away, leaving the green hills behind, so she was not afraid of running out of firewood.

But the stand-in paper puppet she used to fake her death was gone, and it was very difficult to escape. Liu Chun'er thought hard while responding to the attack.

At this time, He Ye said, "If you are willing to tell me how you faked your own death to deceive me before, I can spare your life."

"Are you serious?" Liu Chun'er was overjoyed, and immediately began to bargain, "How can I trust you? Otherwise, please let me go ten miles away, and then I'll tell you."

He Ye shook his head, lost interest, and cut off all her collarbones, tendons and hamstrings on both sides of her body, and said condescendingly, "Do you want to tell me now? If you don't tell me, I will cut off your flesh piece by piece."

"Ah ah ah -" Liu Chun'er is indeed cruel in the sect, but how can she be as cruel as these casual cultivators outside?She had never seen such a battle before, she almost died from the pain, and there was only fear in her heart.

"I said, I said, it is a substitute paper puppet, a puppet technique passed down from ancient times. As you know, the puppet technique has been discontinued now..."

"Paper puppet? This is a good thing. Do you have any more? Where did you get it?"

"I, I also dug it out of someone's storage bag. That person didn't know the goods, so he gave me an advantage...I don't have it anymore. This is the only one. You promised me, and I said, let it go. As soon as I..."

Before the word "fate" was spoken, He Ye impatiently waved the subway fan, and his head flew high, and all the unfinished words dissipated in the air.

"If you can't help me get this thing, then what's the use of you." He shook his head, and after finishing Liu Chun'er, he walked towards the two who were still fighting.

At this time, Han Liang was already furious. Seeing that he was about to grab the sword cultivator and beat him to death, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.

He was stunned for a moment and looked up, only to see Liu Chun'er's headless body slowly falling down.

"Chun'er..."

Han Liang trembled his lips, moved his eyes, and landed on He Ye, who was walking towards him, and he burst out laughing.

Smiling and laughing, she burst into tears. The tears streaked across her face and dripped on the ground. In the end, they even formed a pool of blood.

His eyes were bursting open and tears of blood were shed. His shape was terrifying, like a Shura crawling out of hell.

Grief, anger, confusion, cruelty...

All kinds of emotions came to my mind, and in the end, they all turned into endless regret.

Regret should not have found a beast like He Ye, regret should not have made such a plan, regret should not have agreed to Ye Xiyue's request...

hatred.

Hate others and hate yourself.

At this time, He Ye had already walked in front of him, sighing and shaking his head.

"Tsk, tsk, look at you, you are so pathetic. Everyone who came with you is dead, you must be lonely alone, right? It doesn't matter, I will send you down right now, with them..."

Not finished.

Han Liang interrupted him.

He smiled, an extremely bright smile, revealing teeth stained red with blood, which looked extremely charming.

"Don't bother, I'll do it myself."

"But you should go down too!"

He Ye's expression froze.

Almost at the same time, a huge explosion swept away with Han Liang as the center. The momentum was so huge that it was even worse than what the Blood Falcon had done!

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