The Rat King's face was filled with fear. The moment he saw the figure, he reached out to Zhou Ying, who was slumped on the ground, with his left hand without any hesitation.
The enemy's aura was obscure, not inferior to his, and he also mastered such a strange artistic conception.
Without the protection of the rat tide, he could no longer kill people, and even escape was a problem.
The most important thing is to capture a hostage and save his life.
But just as his claws were about to touch Zhou Ying, Zhou Ying, who was clearly unable to move, suddenly waved his right hand, and a water-blue ball of light quickly flew out, exploded between the two, and turned into a sky full of ice-blue sword light, shooting towards the Rat King.
These ice swords carried an astonishing icy force, which froze the surrounding void as they flew around.
The Rat King's hair stood on end, and without saying a word, he opened his mouth and spit out a ball of black mist. The black mist quickly condensed into three huge black shadows and rushed towards the ice sword.
The ice sword penetrated the black fog and was immediately blocked and corroded by the black fog, making a hissing sound. However, after this brief confrontation, Zhou Ying had already slapped the ground and soared into the air, putting some distance between him and the Rat King.
"Bitch, you actually have a killer move hidden!"
The Rat King cursed in his heart, but he also knew that he had lost the initiative, so he immediately dived into the ground and ran for his life.
However, before he could escape more than a few feet, the figure that was just far away flashed a few times and reached his room above.
That strange mood seeped in again.
The Rat King looked terrified, as if he had realized something, and he dug the soil frantically and drilled downwards.
But his body did not continue to sink deeper into the ground. Instead, under the influence of this artistic conception, it rose rapidly. Finally, with a "puff", it left the ground and fell at the feet of a man in green, grinning.
Where did this human cultivator come from?
Not to mention his own cultivation, just this state of mind that far exceeds the Spirit Transformation Stage is enough to crush him.
You can't beat him, and you can't escape him.
The Rat King had no desire to fight, so he simply got up, transformed his original form, and turned into an old man with shifty eyes. He knelt down obediently and cried loudly:
"Senior, please spare my life, please spare my life! I was also forced to do this..."
Yao Ziyi didn't bother to pay attention to the Rat King. He flashed in front of Zhou Ying and nervously grabbed Zhou Ying's wrist to check her pulse.
"Although the injury is serious, it has not damaged the root cause."
Yao Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief, quickly wiped his storage ring, took out a bright green pill, and handed it to Zhou Ying, "Eat it quickly."
However, Zhou Ying had no intention of taking the pill, but just stared at Yao Ziyi in a daze.
She wouldn't be wrong. What Yao Ziyi had just displayed was the sword power of time that only her grandfather possessed.
Yao Ziyi couldn't help but touch his face and asked, "Is there something on my face?"
Seeing that he looked uncomfortable, completely different from his previous domineering self, Zhou Ying wanted to laugh but didn't dare. She could only purse her lips, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes, and asked, "You...are not hiding from me anymore?"
"No, I won't do that again."
Yao Ziyi's eyes flashed with guilt, "It's all my grandfather's fault. I clearly recognized you from the beginning, but I didn't dare to see you."
"You are wrong."
Zhou Ying sighed softly, "Three thousand years have passed, and the past has vanished like smoke, yet you still place all the blame on yourself.
After I joined the Sword Sect, I understood the unpredictable nature of fortune and misfortune. I am already very happy that you can appear before me alive."
After hearing these words, Yao Ziyi felt nothing but touched.
He thought it would take a very long time to take this step, but it turned out to be just a matter of a thought.
Junior sister is right, he should cherish the present.
At this moment, Zhou Ying's face showed a trace of entanglement. After hesitating for a moment, he asked with some stammering:
"I...what should I call you now?"
Yao Ziyi smiled gently, "My identity is still a secret within the sect. You can call me Senior Brother outside. Privately, you can call me whatever you want."
Zhou Ying blushed slightly and responded softly.
At this moment, the surrounding female disciples of the Water Sword Clan had also collected the corpses of their fellow disciples and gathered together.
I just saw that Yao Ziyi and Zhou Ying were not finishing their conversation yet, and they were both standing not far away, not approaching.
Yao Ziyi looked calm when he saw the corpses.
Because of the Pantheon, the Wanmai Sword Sect has lost countless disciples over the years, including himself. He has long been accustomed to it.
However, the loss of disciples from the Water Sword Sect this time was truly unjustified.
"The leader of your team this time is Wang Bizhao, right?" he suddenly asked.
"It's Senior Sister Bi Zhao."
Zhou Ying nodded, "Senior Sister found out about the whereabouts of the Sky Fox King and left me an Ice Sword Seal, and then she went after him directly."
Yao Ziyi said to himself, "As expected."
Wang Bizhao, this reckless woman, was not at all reliable. He had rushed here because he was afraid that Wang Bizhao would act on her own.
Zhou Ying had been seriously injured, and he would definitely settle the score with Wang Bizhao after returning to the sect.
Thinking of this, he took out a bottle of pills and handed it to Zhou Ying.
Zhou Ying immediately understood what he meant and distributed the pills to the many injured sisters. Then she swallowed the pill herself, sat cross-legged to the side, and breathed in and out to heal her wounds.
Yao Ziyi felt relieved, then turned to look at the Rat King kneeling on the ground, his tone turning cold: "Tell me everything you know."
"I dare not hide anything. I will tell you everything."
The Rat King looked nervous, "But after this, Senior, you must let me leave alive, otherwise I won't say a word."
"good."
Yao Ziyi nodded readily. "Heaven and earth are my witnesses. I, Yao Ziyi, swear hereby that if you honestly confess your intention to sue me, I will not kill you. Otherwise, I will shatter the bridge of my flesh body, and my path to cultivation will be cut off. Are you satisfied?"
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