【Chapter 111】Bright Breakthrough
【Chapter 111】Bright Breakthrough
Nangong Chenyu quickly said to Ye Yisheng: "I will deal with the two in the late stage of foundation building, and the other one in the middle stage of foundation building will be left for you to deal with."
"good."
Excluding the Yunjue Palace entrance examination, this was Ye Yisheng’s first life-and-death battle with a cultivator.
Facing the incoming spell attack, Nangong Chenyu controlled the spaceship to accelerate, then spun around and easily dodged it. Afterwards, he and Ye Yishen stepped on the spirit sword and flew out of the spaceship, one on the left and one on the right.
Seeing two people chasing Ye Yishen, Nangong Chenyu quickly threw a thunder spell at each of the two male cultivators in the late foundation building stage.
And reminded the two: "Your opponent is me."
Because it was just a casual attack, the two men easily dodged it.
"Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!"
"Fifth brother, aren't you going to capture him alive?"
"Catch him alive, he killed Lao Qi."
Nangong Chenyu took the opportunity to put away the spaceship. As for the body of the male cultivator in green, it fell vertically into the woods below.
Nangong Chenyu didn't even need to destroy the body. The nearby monsters smelled the blood, ran over, picked up the body of the green-clothed male cultivator, and ran back to their own territory.
Two male cultivators in the late foundation building stage immediately used their killing moves. A flaming lion and a fire dragon roared and rushed towards Nangong Chenyu.
Wherever the fire lion and the fire dragon passed, the air made a sizzling sound.
Nangong Chenyu dodged with his sword, and the fire lion and fire dragon chased him relentlessly. He flew his sword back and forth in the air, drawing graceful arcs. The fire lion and the fire dragon were chasing him in a hurry and collided in mid-air.
"Bang~"
The two male cultivators who controlled the fire lion and the fire dragon only felt their blood surging, and a fishy and sweet taste rushed through their throats and was swallowed back by them.
"It's my turn."
Nangong Chenyu gathered lightning in his hands and threw it at the two of them. Although he just casually cast a lightning spell, he almost knocked the two people off the spirit sword.
The two of them quickly steadied the spirit swords under their feet.
Nangong Chenyu did not give the two men time to react. He took out another spiritual sword and swung it at one of the male cultivators in the late foundation building stage.
The male cultivator felt the sharp sword energy coming towards him, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye, leaving him no time to dodge.
His eyes widened in horror.
He shouted "No" unwillingly and desperately, and then he was split in half by the sword energy.
Another male cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage was just about to attack Nangong Chenyu when he heard his companion's voice. Turning around, he saw his companion being split into two and falling off the spirit sword.
Suddenly, he felt that all the blood in his body had solidified.
The spell attack flashed at his fingertips, but he no longer had the courage to launch it. After just a second of hesitation, he decisively ended the attack, turned around and ran away on his sword.
Damn, they've hit a wall this time.
The other party turned out to be a swordsman.
Such terrifying sword skills completely crushed them.
Since they haven't succeeded in defrauding others before, they should give up.
Having already drawn his sword, Nangong Chenyu would naturally not let anyone escape. He raised his sword and slashed at the male cultivator who was trying to escape.
As the male cultivator turned around, he heard a sharp sound of breaking air behind him. The scene of his companion's death just now flashed through his mind, and he had only one thought in his mind.
It's over. My life is over!
The result was just as he expected, the sword energy pierced through his chest. In an instant he stopped breathing and fell straight to the ground.
After dealing with the two men, Nangong Chenyu collected all the valuables from them.
The other side.
For Ye Yishen, who had just learned the art of sword-flying, fighting in mid-air was a very difficult task.
Although Nangong Chenyu led away two cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage, only one male cultivator in the middle Foundation Establishment stage was left. But Ye Yishen still dealt with it in a panic.
He had to dodge attacks, launch attacks, and control the flight of the spirit sword at the same time.
The accuracy of his attacks on the spirit sword was not very good, and his opponent was more proficient in sword-wielding than him. Therefore, his opponent easily dodged the magical attacks he launched.
On the contrary, when he saw his opponent attacking, he felt that he could dodge it, but the fact was that he didn't. After enduring two spell attacks, he was almost knocked off his spirit sword.
Then he simply flew down to the ground on his sword.
A male cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building would naturally not let Ye Yisheng go.
Ye Yishen sat cross-legged on the ground and took out the guqin. When the male cultivator fell to the ground, the sound of a piano began to sound.
"Heh~" When the man was about to laugh at Ye Yisheng for not running away at this time and actually having the mood to play the piano, he felt a sharp pain in his left arm.
He looked down and found that a long cut had appeared on his left arm and blood was flowing out.
Before he could react, he felt another sharp pain in his calf.
Now, he knew his calf was injured without even looking.
The pleasant sound of the piano reached my ears.
Thinking of something, he suddenly took a few steps back and at the same time condensed a layer of protective shield around him.
He looked at Ye Yisheng with a little more caution, "Sound Cultivator, I didn't expect you to be a Sound Cultivator."
There haven't been any music cultivators on Lingyuan Continent for many years. Therefore, when he saw Ye Yisheng playing the piano, he did not think about music cultivation.
The defensive shield condensed by the male cultivator can block physical attacks, but it cannot block the sound of the piano from reaching his ears. When he realized that the sound of the piano was wrong, it was too late to close his ears.
In an instant, blood began to flow from all his orifices and he rolled on the ground, covering his head in agony.
The song ended and the piano music stopped.
The male cultivator endured the headache, got up quickly, and staggered to leave. But at this moment, there was a "clang" sound. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he fell backwards.
“Pa pa pa~” Nangong Chenyu clapped his hands and said, “Congratulations, your sound power has broken through the first level.”
Ye Yisheng was still a little confused and said in disbelief: "My sound power has broken through the first level?"
"Yeah." Nangong Chenyu nodded affirmatively.
Ye Yisheng closed his eyes and placed his hands on the strings. I began to recall the feeling of playing the piano just now. After a while, he gently plucked the strings of the guqin.
The clear and pleasant sound of the piano sounded, like the gurgling of water, melodious and graceful, making people intoxicated by it, as if they were in a mountain stream.
Nangong Chenyu did not disturb Ye Yishen. He walked to the dead male cultivator and took away the valuables from his body. After releasing the Thunder God's Flame to destroy the corpse and all traces, he waited for Ye Yishen on the side.
Ye Yisheng played one song after another.
At the beginning, Nangong Chenyu could still listen leisurely. He had no intention of stopping until he saw Ye Yisheng's fingers on both hands were cut by the strings.
He finally couldn't sit still anymore.
Walking to Ye Yisheng, he wanted to ask Ye Yisheng to stop. But before he could finish his words, he realized that something was wrong with Ye Yisheng. The words that were about to come to his lips were swallowed back.
The sound of the piano was still there, but Nangong Chenyu seemed unable to hear it. All he could see was Ye Yisheng's bloodstained fingers plucking the strings of the piano.
This scene made him clench his hands unconsciously at his sides.
He watched as the blood dripped from Ye Yishen's fingers onto the guqin. Before the blood drops could spread, they were absorbed by the guqin.
Suddenly, the guqin emitted white light.
Ye Yishen entered a mysterious state, and the spiritual energy around him began to gather. He stopped playing the piano, and spiritual energy rushed into his body.
Seeing this, Nangong Chenyu took a few steps back.
The sun slowly sets and the sky gradually changes from bright to dark.
As night fell, the bright moonlight shone through the dense branches and leaves, sprinkling on Ye Yishen's body, as if he was wearing a silver coat.
Nangong Chenyu leaned against a big tree three meters away from Ye Yishen, looking at him quietly, paying attention to his situation.
Occasionally, the roar of one or two monsters could be heard in the silent woods.
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Yisheng seemed to hear a "click" sound coming from his body. His cultivation level broke through from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage of foundation building.
He stopped practicing and opened his eyes.
Before he could see the scene around him clearly, an untimely "grunt" sound was heard.
"Heh~" A light laugh came into his ears. Ye Yishen looked in the direction of the sound and saw Nangong Chenyu sitting under a big tree, looking at him with burning eyes.
He touched his hungry stomach and asked, "How long have I been practicing?"
"Seven hours." Nangong Chenyu stood up and walked a few steps to Ye Yisheng: "Let me see your hand."
Ye Yishen subconsciously raised his hands, only to see that his fingers were covered in dried blood. He was surprised at first, then immediately performed the cleaning technique.
Seeing that the wound had not healed yet, Nangong Chenyu immediately took out a pill for treating external injuries, crushed it and sprinkled it on Ye Yishen's fingers, then took out gauze and wrapped his fingers.
"alright."
Ye Yisheng raised his tightly wrapped hands and said, "I'm hungry."
"I'll feed you." Nangong Chenyu took out two food boxes from his space ring. "Fortunately, I had foresight."
Ye Yisheng: "...I can take the Bigu Pill."
"Don't you want to grow taller?" Nangong Chenyu opened the food box: "Although I have never served anyone, I should be able to feed them."
Nangong Chenyu fed Ye Yisheng a bite first, and then, under Ye Yisheng’s surprised gaze, he fed himself a bite.
"I'm hungry too."
Nangong Chenyu fed Ye Yishen again.
In the darkness, Ye Yisheng's cheeks gradually turned red. He did not stop Nangong Chenyu's behavior. The two of them took turns eating. After a while, they finished the food in the two lunch boxes.
After packing up the food box, Nangong Chenyu took out the water bag and asked, "Do you want some water?"
Ye Yisheng nodded: "Yes."
After Ye Yishen drank the water, Nangong Chenyu saw his lips shining with crystal luster in the moonlight. Nangong Chenyu only felt his throat tighten, and a strong impulse surged from deep in his heart, and he unconsciously moved closer to him little by little.
Ye Yisheng looked at the person who was getting closer and closer to him, and his heartbeat was as rapid as a drum. Feeling the cool lips covering his own, he gently closed his eyes.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still, leaving only the sounds of the two people's heartbeats.
Nangong Chenyu felt like he was eating the most delicious food in the world. He kept savoring the flavor and was reluctant to let go.
It was not until they heard the howling of wolves that they reluctantly separated.
Nangong Chenyu reached out and touched Ye Yisheng's face, his voice slightly hoarse: "You just stay in the formation, I'll go out and deal with them."
After saying this, he left the formation.
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