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Just as he finished speaking, Ceng Lecheng extended out his hand and made a grasping motion, his mana condensed into a black ghost claw, pouncing straight towards Ye Zhifa.

While Ye Zhifa was talking with Ceng Lecheng, he did not dare relax for even a moment. Seeing Ceng Lecheng's actions, he immediately leaped backwards, and flashed out of the archive entrance.

Hearing Ceng Lecheng's indifferent tone, Ye Zhifa's heart could not help but sink. Indeed, he had deliberately chosen noon to come and make a move on Ceng Lecheng, in order to use the time to weaken the ghost that Ceng Lecheng was controlling. But now, even if the time had a certain impact on Ceng Lecheng, it didn't seem to be a factor that would affect the outcome of the battle.

Ceng Lecheng also noticed that Ye Zhifa's face became uglier, and laughed: It looks like I was right about your plan, but do you really think that you won't be seeing a ghost at noon?

Immediately after, Ceng Lecheng waved his sleeve, and four black figures flew out from his sleeve, landing on the ground and becoming the fierce ghost that Ye Zhifa saw patrolling the other night.

However, it was different from the sickly ghosts from before. Today, these four ghosts had two feet long faces. Each of them was tall and mighty while the claws they revealed under their black cloaks were extremely sharp.

"Come, tear this Young Hero Ye of the Sword Palace apart."

After Ceng Lecheng gave the order, the four spirits raised their ghost claws and pounced towards Ye Zhifa. Their movements were much faster than the ghosts before. If Ye Zhifa was still at the Inner Force Realm, he probably wouldn't even be able to guard against them.

Ceng Lecheng had thought that these four ghosts were enough to kill Ye Zhifa, but he realized that under the encirclement of the four ghosts, Ye Zhifa actually found many gaps in the air, and managed to find a way out of this situation with the help of his demon claws. He stared for a while more before realizing that there was wind coming from beneath Ye Zhifa's ribs. It was because of the speed of the wind that he was able to dodge the attacks of the four spirits.

"Hmph, Wind Escape Technique. This brat surnamed Ye has just entered the Realm of Spiritual Energy, yet he's already so skilled in battle. If I do not kill him today, I will definitely become a great enemy in the future. "

Since Ceng Lecheng was determined to kill, he had to order the four ghosts to form a formation and kill Ye Zhifa. However, he did not expect that Ye Zhifa's counterattack would come so quickly.

He saw a streak of lightning flash in the four ghosts' encirclement. After this thunderclap rang out, the four tall, black-robed evil spirits had already turned to smoke, appearing extremely happy.

On the other hand, Ye Zhifa's sword flashed with countless of fragmented electric bolts once again. After he had advanced into the Realm of Spiritual Energy, not only was the speed at which he activated the Astral Thunder Sword Qi shortened to the span of a breath, he could also make the sword Qi stick onto the sword tip and not move at all.

"Good technique, you actually managed to cut four of my ghosts in a row." "Master Ye, I don't know if you can kill me or not?"

Instead of getting angry, Ceng Lecheng laughed and made a hand sign, raising his hand and pointing towards Ye Zhifa, suddenly an extremely gloomy and cold wind began blowing.

There was an empty area in front of the archive room, and the place where Ye Zhifa and Ceng Lecheng would fight was right now. At this time, following Ceng Lecheng's technique, the entire empty ground was enveloped by a dusky cold wind as miserable cries slowly rang out from there.

Chu Qianwei also came with Ye Zhifa, but was arranged to be received from the outside. At this moment, she was hiding at the side of a house. Seeing the change in the empty ground, she wanted to rush out to help Ye Zhifa.

Even though Ye Zhifa was in the middle of the situation, he knew that this yin wind was not something an inner strength practitioner could endure, and waved at Chu Qianwei from afar. After stopping Chu Qianwei from moving, Ye Zhifa asked Ceng Lecheng: "Ceng Lecheng, where's your Hundred Ghost? It can't be that you want to create a cold breeze to make me feel comfortable, right? "

"You're young and your tone is not small. I wonder if you will still be able to smile when you see the door to hell shut."

The cold wind blew, and the door of the ghost realm opened!

The cold wind that swirled around Ye Zhifa suddenly became stronger, the wind was enough to pull the big tree out of the ground. When the cold wind completely blocked out the sunlight, a sorrowful melody came out of nowhere.

"Young Hero Ye, listen carefully. This is the sound of music to send you off."

Elegant song, 100 ghosts!

Accompanied by the sounds of mourning, one ghost after another with different appearances also rose from the ground, but they were not in a hurry to attack Ye Zhifa, instead they surrounded him in the center.

Facing the cold wind and the hundred ghosts, Ye Zhifa was still standing in place as steady as a boulder, but he was still feeling uneasy in his heart.

It was true that the Astral Thunder Sword Qi was able to restrain ghosts, but there were only three of them. He had just used one, and facing the increasing number of ghosts, the remaining two sword Qi were insufficient.

Ye Zhifa immediately searched through his mind to see if he had a method to kill one against a hundred, but suddenly discovered that he did not have any means to kill the enemy, but he had one to retreat to.

Similarly, Ceng Lecheng who was in the Yin Wind Array was waiting for the moment the Hundred Wraith would tear Ye Zhifa apart, when he suddenly felt that there was a change that he did not like inside the array — — Life force, there was even more life force inside the ghost realm.

The source of life was naturally Ye Zhifa's Awakening Sword Force. This sword could awaken life force and awaken all life, and to living beings, it was equivalent to saving their lives, but to ghosts, it was equivalent to taking their lives!

"What method are you using!"

"Heaven's Slaying Sword, specialized in destroying ghosts. Ceng Lecheng, just you wait! "

Ceng Lecheng had always been a cautious person, otherwise he would not have stayed in the Return of Spring to City for more than a month before he made his move. When he fought against Ye Zhifa this time, although he had the advantage in skill, no matter if it was when his identity was exposed, or when he was fighting under the sunlight, every step of the way Ye Zhifa took was pressing closer towards him. It was as if the other party had already laid out a complete trap for him to jump into.

Ceng Lecheng naturally refused to believe that all of this was done by Ye Zhifa himself. He only thought that it was the work of a senior from the Bend Flower Sword Palace who was supporting him from behind, and wanted him to become Ye Zhifa's whetstone.

Thinking about that, Ceng Lecheng immediately had thoughts of retreating, and quickly used a technique to hide the Yin Wind and the Hundred Monsters, then used the Yin Wind to escape from his body.

In a few moments, only Ye Zhifa was left on the ground.

Seeing Ceng Lecheng leave, Chu Qianwei gathered her courage and ran over to her side, asking with concern: "Ye Zhifa, did he leave?"

"I don't know. However, I do hope that he hasn't left. Otherwise, wouldn't all his efforts have been in vain?"

After Ye Zhifa finished speaking, he did not know where he suddenly heard Ceng Lecheng's voice.

"Young Hero Ye is indeed scheming, but today, we won't be able to determine the victor. "In the future, I will invite you to the Yama Clan, and at that time, I will welcome you well."

After speaking these words, Ceng Lecheng remained silent for a long time. Only then did he truly leave.

Only now did Ye Zhifa dare to let out a long breath, raised his hand to feel his back, and discovered that he was completely drenched.

The tiny bit of life force inside the Yin Wind Array was already the result of him using all his strength, so he couldn't increase it even by a little bit. If Ceng Lecheng stayed any longer, he would realize that the situation was completely different from what he had guessed, and at that time, Ye Zhifa would not be able to escape.

Being able to survive today was truly a blessing, and in the midst of his lingering fear, Ye Zhifa could not help but look at the shattered door of the archive.

"Ceng Lecheng, I'll remember you."