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"Sword spirit puppet, let's go …"

Ye Zichen, who had suffered serious injuries from the Demon Saint Cold Night's attack, clenched his teeth, then gave up on killing the Demon Saint Cold Night and wanted to leave quickly.

"Go, can you go?"

The Demon Saint Coldnight would never let this rare opportunity slip by. He turned into a black ray of light and chased closely after Ye Zichen, intending to kill him no matter what.

The two people, one chasing after the other, had now changed their positions. Ye Chenfeng became the target of their pursuit.

"Yue … Yue Bingyu, do you think Ye Chenfeng can escape the Heavenly Realm's almighty ones' pursuit?"

Yue Bingyu, who had survived the calamity and crossed her arms in front of her chest, was still in a daze, thus she asked in a low voice.

"I don't know either." The pale-faced Yue Bingyu shook her head, and said with a complicated tone, "But I hope that he can escape this calamity."

"Sword spirit, quickly lead me to that dangerous place."

Ye Chenfeng ignored his injuries. As he burned his Golden Roc wings to flee, he mentally communicated with the Heavenly Sword Spirit.

"Master, you weren't intentionally injured just now, were you?" Di Tian Sword Spirit said.

"Mm, I did do it on purpose. Only by playing the game can I lure him to that dangerous place and kill him in the end."

Ye Chenfeng's soul had experienced a lot of training, so when the two girls of the Moon Ice Rain rushed over, he immediately felt suspicious. In a split-second, Ye Chenfeng suddenly thought of a plan to lure the Demon Sage Leng Ye to the Great Vicious Land, and let the blade of demonic energy heavily injure him.

Although Ye Zichen's bold plan was extremely risky and his injuries had exceeded his expectations, Ye Zichen knew that this was his only chance. If he couldn't kill the Demon Saint Coldnight while he was heavily injured, the moment he escaped, it would bring about a calamity to the Soul Dueling Continent, and he himself would become a sinner for generations.

Under the guidance of the sword spirits of Di Tian, Ye Chenfeng quickly flew towards the depths of Dragon Lake City. As he flew faster, the Demon Saint of the Cold Night slowly closed the distance between him and Ye Chenfeng.

Waves of sonic booms were released from his mouth, shaking the air as he struck at Ye Chenfeng, who was not far in front of him.

Ye Zichen's injuries worsened after being continuously attacked by the Demon Saint of the Cold Night. A large amount of blood flowed out from his seven orifices.

Fortunately, Ye Zichen had reached the Great Perfection Stage of the Spiritual Body realm, so his physical body was strong enough to withstand the attack of the Demon Sound Wave from the Demon Saint of the Cold Night.

"Brat, I advise you not to make such a pointless struggle. You won't be able to escape."

The Demon Saint Coldnight looked at Ye Zichen, who was bleeding profusely. He revealed a savage expression and roared savagely.

"Leng Ye, don't be complacent. When we meet again, I will definitely destroy you."

Ye Zichen quickly controlled the dao of life to heal his injuries and answered deliberately.

"Next time... Do you think I'll give you another chance? This time, I will definitely kill you. "

With that, the Demon God of Cold Night forcefully cast the secret technique. He restrained the injuries in his body and continued to increase his flying speed, closing the distance between him and Ye Zichen.

"Wrath of God's Punishment!"

The Cold Night Demon Saint got closer and closer. The three heavenly spirits flew out from Ye Chenfeng's body and quickly fused together, forming three balls of destructive light that shot towards the Cold Night Demon Saint behind him.

"Boom!"

The God's Wrath of Retaliation exploded. The terrifying destructive power twisted the void, swallowing the Cold Night Demon Saint inside, frantically destroying his body.

Just as the furious Demon Saint Cold Night was forcibly tearing apart the power of destruction, another three-colored sphere of destructive light flew towards him, striking him.

After continuously suffering from the wrath of God, the Demon Saint of the Cold Night's pursuit speed was greatly affected. Once again, the distance was widened by Ye Chenfeng, causing him to fly into a rage. He continued to speed up and chase after Ye Chenfeng, regardless of the cost.

But when he used the secret technique, once again closing the distance, he was continuously attacked by the wrath of God, delaying the speed of the chase.

Just like that, Ye Zichen and the Demon God of Cold Night chased each other, traversing the vast expanse of Dragon Lake and gradually approaching the place of great danger that the Heavenly Sword Spirit of Di Tian knew of.

"Master, if I'm not mistaken, the black mountain range we have to cross is the most dangerous place in the world." Di Tian Sword Spirit said.

"Good, we've finally arrived!"

As he looked at the black mountain range that was filled with dense death aura and the strands of black mist floating in front of him, Ye Chenfeng, who was struggling to hold on due to his willpower, slowed down slightly, allowing the cold night Demon Saint, who had gotten angry from embarrassment, to close the distance between him and himself.

"Um... There's something wrong with this place. "

Nearing the black mountain range, the powerful soul of the Cold Night Demon Saint sensed the danger and his face revealed a trace of seriousness.

However, what he did not know was that everything that had happened was within Ye Chenfeng's calculations. In order to kill Ye Chenfeng, the Demon Saint of the Cold Night did not slow down and continued to kill Ye Chenfeng.

Finally, after crossing the black mountain range, the Demon Saint of the Cold Night closed the distance between him and Ye Zichen once again. He ignored his injuries and attacked fiercely.

The surging devil flames were like a surging tide as they swept through the sky and frantically attacked Ye Chenfeng.

"Sword spirit puppet, defense!"

At that critical moment, Ye Zichen summoned the Sword Spirit Puppet, and helped him block the attack of the soaring demonic flame.

While the Sword Spirit Puppet was in the middle of the waves of demonic flames, the Demon Saint of the Cold Night finally caught up to Ye Chenfeng and struck out with his palm towards him.

"Vermillion Bird Cauldron!"

A hand that could cover the sky and cover the sun slapped over, causing Ye Zichen to immediately use the Vermillion Bird Cauldron to collide with it.

"Boom!" A thunderous explosion resounded.

The surging demonic energy forcibly blew away the Vermillion Bird Cauldron, causing a strong backlash. It ruthlessly smashed into Ye Zichen's body, causing him to fall from the sky towards the black mountain range.

The place where Ye Zichen fell was the place that Di Tian's sword spirit had told him about, the place of great danger.

"Brat, go and die!"

After inflicting another heavy blow on Ye Chenfeng, the Demon Saint Coldnight was overjoyed. He forcefully broke through the Sword Spirit Puppet's defenses and dove down at an extremely fast speed, wanting to kill Ye Chenfeng in one go.

"Yes, it disappeared!"

When Ye Zichen fell into the black mist, he suddenly disappeared. This caused the Demon Saint Leng Ye to be stunned for a moment, but he did not slow down as he chased after Ye Zichen into the black mist.

"Boy, you're running away, why aren't you running anymore?"

Chasing into the black fog, the Demon Saint Ye saw that he was heavily injured and did not continue to run away. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to heal his injuries, revealing a malevolent expression.

"I think this place is pretty good and it's very suitable to be your tomb, so I decided to finish you here." Ye Zichen quickly swallowed a small ball of the life spirit, and recovered from the severe injuries.

"Hmm …"

When he felt Ye Zichen's ice-cold gaze and saw Ye Zichen's calm appearance, the Demon Saint Coldnight frowned and felt a hint of unease.

And at this time, the Sword Spirit Puppet passed through the black fog and appeared in this great and dangerous land. It burned the Heavenly Crystal, launching a thunderous attack at him.