My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 66 The Price of Desire

On this night that should have been quiet, roaring sounds continued to ring out above the Wu residence.

When strong men at the middle third level fight each other, if they don't restrain themselves, it can easily attract some people's attention.

But they had no intention of restraining themselves.

The illusory blood-colored aura almost condensed into substance at this moment, transforming into a huge saber, which was now held in Fang Cunshan's hand.

The bald man in front of him was a genuine fourth-level body cultivator, with scars all over his body, but his offensive power did not diminish in the slightest.

And behind him, there is a faint image of a Vajra. Although it is extremely blurry, the aura it exudes is terrifying.

The great supernatural powers in the middle three realms are the spirit and soul.

But no matter what magical powers he displayed, the saber remained horizontally blocking Fang Cunshan's body, motionless, like the hardest rock, and could dissolve every move he made.

The bald man's attack became more fierce, and there was more fear in his eyes.

People will eventually run out of strength, and even the most fierce attack will eventually come to a halt.

I have used all my methods, but the opponent has not even revealed his Dharma form.

at last.

When the bald man's attack slowed down a little, accompanied by Fang Cunshan's arrogant laughter, his motionless saber was finally swung out.

He had great supernatural powers in the middle three realms, and his Qi was flowing endlessly, but at this moment he was still short of something.

There was an unconcealable fear in the bald man's eyes. If he was given a little more time, he would survive.

A dark shadow came quickly from the night sky, accompanied by a loud roar, and carried the bald man to stagger back.

"How did you come?"

"The prefect felt something was wrong and asked me to come."

The man in black was the guard beside the prefect, also from the fourth realm.

At this moment, he turned his gaze to the man in front of him, whose body was covered in red blood.

"But now it seems that I shouldn't have come."

It is unreasonable for a prefect to have three people from the fourth realm around him.

But after the evil spirit broke into the mansion three months ago, and a riot in the Heavenly Prison, Prefect Wu spared no expense to invite this fourth realm master to ensure safety.

He did not have a close relationship with the prefect.

The bald man is the one who has been kept in the prefecture by Magistrate Wu for a long time and at a huge expense.

As for Mr. Liu, he was a strange man. They didn't know why he had followed Prefect Wu for so long.

The man in black looked at Fang Cunshan with flickering eyes and spoke slowly.

"Sir, I didn't know what grudge you had with the prefect before, but...it has nothing to do with me."

"I'm leaving now."

Damn it, who isn't just a worker who works for resources? It's been so difficult and dangerous to cultivate all the way to the fourth realm, how could he risk his life for others?
The bald man showed a bitter expression, shook his head, and grabbed the man in black.

"Baldy, let me give you a piece of advice: your life is your own." The man in black was puzzled by the baldy's blind loyalty.

"Of course I know. Do you think I want to stay here? I wanted to run away a long time ago, but he wouldn't let me go." The bald man said indifferently.

"Believe it or not, the moment you turned around, he would have chopped you down directly. This guy just wanted to kill people." He said silently.

Obviously, everyone is a wage earner.

The man in black snorted coldly, his lips moved slightly, and he tried to distance himself from the matter.

But the bloody saber was already in front of him.

……

The huge mansion has turned into a sea of ​​fire, with thick smoke billowing out.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou stepped over the corpse under his feet and walked towards a room.

As he walked, he left behind bright red footprints.

He could already feel the breath without any need to deduce.

If the narrator's words were to be followed, it was a trace of the aura of the Great Dao, not the remnants of the Great Dao.

Unlike its own weirdness, that painting was similar to his right eye.

Ye Wuyou walked to the door of the room and stood still, feeling a little relieved.

Just as he speculated, this was just a weird thing. If it was really weird, it would be very troublesome.

He stretched out his hand, trying to break the door down.

next moment.

The wall shattered with a loud bang, and a figure rushed out from it, with a crazy laugh, and slammed into Ye Wuyou, knocking his body straight into the pool in the mansion.

Water splashed everywhere, and in the raging fire, Wu Zulong revealed a face that was completely different from the past.

The timidity and hesitation of the past were swept away, replaced by madness and complacency.

The cultivation level of the third realm burst out from him.

Ye Wuyou stood up from the pool, and the dark blue figure wrapped him up, but he himself did not suffer any harm.

only.

Ye Wuyou looked at his left hand. Unlike the normal arm in the eyes of ordinary people, his left hand turned into a strange dark blue. The dark blue veins and blood vessels of the suppressed ghost hand moved up a few inches.

He relied too much on the strange power, and now the erosion is approaching his shoulders.

Wu Zulong stood in the corridor, his eyes quietly looking at Ye Wuyou in the pool through the flames around him.

"I'm very curious, how did you exchange this power with that ghost thing?" Ye Wuyou asked.

Hearing this question, Wu Zulong seemed to remember something and couldn't stop laughing. He was about to speak.

The bright knife light had already cut through the clear pond, shattered the flames, and brought out a brilliant color before the eyes.

The sword rises with wind and thunder.

Wu Zulong, who had just been extremely rampant, let out a heart-wrenching scream.

A broken arm fell to the ground, and Wu Zulong disappeared.

The knife strike he had just used was enough to chop off the other person's head.

So what if it's the third realm? Fang Cunshan was right, killing people doesn't depend on realm.

Killing is killing, there is no need for martial ethics, sneak attacks, backstabbing, poisoning, fraud... chop off your head and you're dead.

But Wu Zulong was rescued...

Ye Wuyou's eyes moved slightly and looked at the two figures standing on the eaves.

In other words, it was his right eye that moved on its own.

The strange and scarlet right eye was staring at the other person at this moment.

It was a strange feeling, Ye Wuyou felt desire in his eyes.

My right eye was about to pop out of its socket...

At this moment, Old Liu was holding Wu Zulong and stepping on the eaves.

At this moment, Old Liu turned his head. There was no white in his eyes, only strange deep black pupils.

He even awkwardly adjusted his makeup and smoothed his hair.

But no matter how you look at it, that method looks like that of a woman.

The madness in Wu Zulong's eyes came and went quickly.

And turned into that familiar timidity.

"Mr. Liu?" He said hesitantly and tremblingly.

Hearing this address, "Mr. Liu" chuckled, then opened his mouth and made a delicate, non-masculine sound.

But it sounds extremely unpleasant, like the voice of a duck.

"Call daddy."

Wu Zulong trembled and said nothing, but Old Liu started laughing again.

"One of the wishes you made just now was to kill this man, right?"

"Yes, yes, but I didn't pay the price..."

For some reason, it seemed that with the return of his cowardice, Wu Zulong's mind regained calm and rationality.

Mr. Liu, are you the "fairy in the painting" at this moment?
After he decided to use the painting to become stronger, he went on to make two wishes to the painting.

One of them is to kill Ye Wuyou.

The price Ke Hua offered was the lives of one hundred Yuanyin women.

As for the other wish...

"No need for that. The price of helping you kill this man is to kill him and then take something from him." Old Liu said in a delicate voice.

The dark pupils looked at Ye Wuyou, and when they touched the strange dark blue statue behind him, they showed fear.

But when he met Ye Wuyou's gaze, or rather, when he saw that scarlet right eye, Old Liu revealed a hint of desire.

The right eye moved rapidly, and the scarlet monster pupil seemed to be trying to break out of Ye Wuyou's eye socket, which was extremely strange.

Ye Wuyou withdrew his gaze and didn't look again.

A stream of hot white smoke came out of his mouth, and his skin turned red in an instant. The water marks from the pool now turned into white mist and dissipated on his body.

Burning blood.

Then, without saying a word, a bright knife light burst out again where the blade in his hand pointed.

The sword rises with wind and thunder.

hum...

The sword light was accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, as if cutting through the air, and a white silk appeared in the mansion.

Speed, extreme speed.

The temporary boost in strength from Burning Blood, when added to the already life-threatening sword move of Sword Rising with Wind and Thunder, has increased its speed to an extremely terrifying level.

More than that.

The dark blue monster behind him took action at the same time, and more than ten dark blue ghost hands covered the entire eaves.

(End of this chapter)