Mortician at the Start: I Burn Lifespan to Slay Demons and Attain Immortality
Chapter 135

Hidden Sharpness

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"Boom--!"

In the center of the basin, the looming demonic figure once again let out a deafening roar. The sound wave was like a real wave, rolling up the gravel on the ground and making the surrounding rock walls rustle and fill the air with smoke and dust.

However, this magical sound that is enough to make the hearts of ordinary Meridian Opening level warriors sway is like a breeze blowing on Lu Chen's face.

Ye Fan closed the folding fan in his hand with a "snap", tapped his eyebrows lightly, and raised the corners of his mouth with a cruel arc like a cat playing with a mouse. His voice was not high, but it clearly overcame the demon's roar.

"Lu Banner Sergeant, do you see it? Once this entrance is completely opened, there will be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a Shura field where life and death are fought. Is the hot three thousand points in your arms... enough to buy you a life?"

Before he finished speaking, the two late-stage Meridian Opening masters behind him, who had been as silent as stone sculptures, suddenly took a step forward.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two powerful auras suddenly erupted like volcanoes that had been suppressed for a long time. White True Qi surged out of their bodies, and actually condensed into two ferocious wolf-shaped shadows in mid-air!

All possible escape routes for Lu Chen were completely blocked, and even the air around him seemed to become thicker and heavier.

All around, several other teams that had already heard the news and arrived were like hyenas that had smelled blood, their eyes focused intensely on Lu Chen.

There was unabashed greed in that gaze, and there was the gloating of watching someone's misfortune from the other side.

"Ye Family is bullying someone too much! It's like a dog fighting against the power of others!" Yang Xiong's eyes were red with anger, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. The iron spear in his hand felt the anger of its owner, and made a "buzzing" sound. The cold light on the tip of the spear was hesitant, and he was about to rush out desperately.

"Brother Xiong! Calm down!" Wang Teng firmly grabbed his sleeves. "Ye Fan is not scary, but the person standing behind him is Ye Family! It is the Elder Faction system in the Demon Suppression Division! Fighting head-on at this time is like hitting a stone with an egg, and the gain is not worth the loss!"

Facing this overwhelming oppression that can make a weak-minded person collapse, Lu Chen's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost that lasted for thousands of years, without any expression.

The <Ten Thousand Year Black Tortoise Art> in his body has already moved according to his heart, quietly operating to the extreme.

A deep, thick black True Qi, like carrying a huge mountain on his back, flowed silently through his limbs, and then came out through his body, forming a layer of True Qi tortoise shell on the surface of his skin that was difficult to see with the naked eye, but was extremely tough.

The terrifying coercion from Ye Fan and the two masters hit this layer of "tortoise shell" like a tide hitting a rock. Although the sound was terrifying, it was unable to shake it at all. It was cleverly guided, divided, and finally eliminated invisible.

Ye Fan saw Lu Chen being silent for a long time, and his eyes did not even waver. The sense of superiority brought about by Lineage's power in his heart was even more swollen, and he mistakenly thought that the other party was already a piece of fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

He sneered, and the contempt in his tone almost overflowed. "What? Is our famous Lu Banner Sergeant mute? Or... is he afraid?"

Immediately, Ye Fan's eyes flashed, knowing that the heat was coming, he suddenly raised his hand!

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The two tokens were completely black, with a ferocious word "leaf" imprinted on the front, and the emblem of the Demon Suppressor Xie Zhi on the back. They turned into two black lights, suspended in the air, and rotated, attracting everyone's attention.

"All of you, my comrades, can all testify!" Ye Fan's voice suddenly rose to a high pitch, driven by internal force, and the sound spread to all directions.

"I, Ye Fan, swear an oath in the name of the Ye Family! If anyone present, regardless of origin or past, can help Ye Family take the lead in taking down the core of this ruined treasure, I, Ye Family, will guarantee that all three thousand points will be given to him! Ye, do what you say!"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like pouring a ladle of cold water into the boiling oil!

"Wow--!"

The surrounding warriors who were still watching and hesitating suddenly became extremely hot in their eyes, and their breathing became a little heavier.

Ye Fan's move undoubtedly regarded Lu Chen as a dead person.

Entering the demon treasure has a narrow escape, but if you just help, you can get Lu Chen points, which is a great deal.

At this moment when the atmosphere was tense and on the verge of breaking out--

Lu Chen's right hand hanging by his side, the index finger moved slightly and imperceptibly.

"Uh-"

With an almost silent groan, the Shadow Short Blade in his sleeve slipped three inches out of its sheath silently!

A touch of murderous intent, which is condensed to the extreme and biting cold, is like the poisonous snake Nobuko suddenly appearing in the dark night, piercing the oppressive aura with incomparable precision!

At the same time, his powerful soul power, which had reached the pinnacle of the Meridian Opening realm and was far beyond the same level, turned into an invisible spiritual thorn that was sharper than a steel needle. It bypassed Ye Fan and silently pierced the sea of consciousness of one of the late-stage masters who condensed the wolf-shaped shadow!

"Uh-huh!"

The master was trying his best to maintain the pressure and was concentrating. How could he have expected such a weird and cunning soul attack?

He felt as if a red-hot iron drill had been driven into the center of his eyebrows, and his consciousness was shaken violently, turning completely blank for an instant!

The wolf-shaped shadow condensed in the mid-air trembled suddenly, let out a cry, and almost collapsed. He himself even groaned uncontrollably, staggered for half a step, and his eyes became distracted and dull for a moment!

This sudden change was faster than anyone could react!

"Seeking death!"

Although Ye Fan was not directly hit, due to the connection between Qi and Qi, he immediately sensed the abnormality of his subordinates and Lu Chen's fleeting murderous intent.

In a mixture of shock and anger, he shouted loudly, and without thinking, he slammed forward with his right palm!

The khaki True Qi surged and instantly condensed into a huge True Qi claw the size of a millstone in the air. With a scream that tore the air, it came towards Lu Chen with its head covered and its face covered!

However, he is faster, Lu Chen is faster!

The figure of Lu Chen is like a ghost, leaving a faint afterimage on the spot, and the real body has rushed towards the huge True Qi claw like an arrow from the string!

Shadow Short Blade drew a mysterious and cold arc in his hand. It did not cut off the claws or touch the folding fan, but cut directly into the veins of Ye Fan's wrist with incomparable precision!

There, it is the hub of the operation of his True Qi!

Attack it and you will save it, hit it within seven inches!

"Dang--!"

There was a crisp and piercing sound, like a loud bang like the clash of gold and iron exploding!

Ye Fan never expected Lu Chen's Movement Method to be so weird, so fast, and at such a tricky angle!

In a hurry, he could only forcefully twist his arm to imbue True Qi's arm bones with a strong short blade!

Severe pain comes!

Lu Chen True Qi's terrifying explosive power condensed into one point, can't it be completely resisted by a hasty block?

Ye Fan I felt as if the tiger's mouth had been hit by a giant hammer, it instantly burst open and dripped with blood!

A cold and sharp energy rushed up along the meridians, and the entire right arm felt sore and numb!

He could no longer hold the folding fan that symbolized elegance. With a "swish" sound, the folding fan flew out of his hand, drawing an awkward arc in the air and falling into dust.

All of this, from Lu Chen releasing murderous intent, inducing Ye Fan to take action, to Soul Impact creating an empty window, to Movement Method cooperating with the decisive blow, the whole process only takes a breath!

Ye Fan covered his right wrist that was bleeding and trembling slightly, and raised his head suddenly, his eyes filled with disbelief, rage, and a trace of panic that even he himself was not aware of. "You... how dare you hurt me?!"

Lu Chen's figure has returned to its original position, as if it had never moved.

He flipped his wrist, and Shadow Short Blade slipped back into the sheath silently, as if it had never been taken out of the sheath.

He looked calmly at the crazy-looking Ye Fan, and his tone was so cold that there was no trace of human fireworks. "If you dare to attack again, the next thing I will break is your neck."

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