jdhmnovel Chapter 395 The Game is Over
Chapter 395 The Game is Over
The peak of Nascent Soul!
He is definitely a powerful person at the peak of Nascent Soul level!
Elder Lei's face turned pale instantly. He grabbed Yun Chen, who was blood-thirsty, and shouted, "Go! Go!"
The old Japanese man glanced at them indifferently, then slowly raised a hand, his five fingers slightly spread out. "You disturbed the Holy Sacrifice, and you still want to leave? Stay."
As he pressed down with his five fingers, the space within a hundred feet seemed to be solidified, and a huge black palm formed by gloomy ghost energy appeared out of thin air, covering the sky and the sun and slapping towards Yun Chen and others!
Before the palm wind arrived, the terrifying feeling of oppression made people's bones creak.
"Puff!" Lin Wan'er, who had the weakest cultivation, was the first to be unable to bear it and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Thunder Prison! Break!" Elder Lei's hair and beard stood on end, and the Nascent Soul in his body shone brightly. He desperately mobilized all his cultivation and transformed it into a huge thunder barrier to try to block it.
"Boom!"
The thunder barrier collided with the giant ghost palm, making a loud noise that shook the earth.
The lightning and ghost energy attacked crazily, but after only a moment of stalemate, the lightning barrier shattered! Elder Lei was struck hard, blood gushing out, and his aura instantly withered.
"Let's go!" He gathered his last breath of energy, rolled up his sleeves, wrapped Yun Chen, Zhao Xiruo, Lin Wan'er and Mei Chuan, and turned into a dim ray of lightning. He did not hesitate to burn his own essence and fled madly towards the edge of the swamp!
The old Japanese man let out a light exclamation, as if he was a little surprised that Elder Lei could take his attack and lead his men to escape.
He did not chase after it immediately, but just looked coldly at the receding lightning, with a cruel arc on the corner of his mouth.
"It's just a last-ditch effort... It's just right that your escape can add a bit of fun to the Holy Sacrifice."
His figure slowly merged into the mist, as if he had never appeared.
All that was left was a mess and a strong smell of blood.
Yun Chen was galloping along with Elder Lei, the wind whistling in his ears. He looked back and saw the swamp shrouded in death and conspiracy gradually moving away.
He gritted his teeth, his mouth filled with the sweet taste of blood, both his enemy's and his own.
Today's defeat and humiliation at the hands of the Japanese will be forever engraved in his mind!
"This hatred... must be avenged!" He roared silently in his heart.
The dim lightning created by Lei Changlao was speeding through the foggy swamp. Although it was fast, its breath was obviously disordered.
It's not that he doesn't have the ability to fight. If he uses his late Nascent Soul stage cultivation to the fullest, even if he can't defeat the old man at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, he will be able to fight off the old man.
But at this moment, his primary task is to protect the future hopes of Yun Chen and other sects, especially the girl Zhao Xiruo who has an innate Taoist body. She must not be killed here!
"Humph, there are some tricks. Let's see how far you can escape!"
The cold voice, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, came from behind again.
The figure of the old Japanese man was looming in the fog. He seemed to be moving slowly, but every step he took seemed to shrink the distance, and the distance between him and them was rapidly closing!
He was clearly playing cat and mouse, enjoying the desperate flight of his prey.
"Elder!"
Yun Chen felt the murderous intent behind him as if it were real. He was extremely anxious, and the spiritual power in his body was restless. He wanted to turn around and fight again.
"calm!"
Elder Lei growled, blood still lingering at the corners of his mouth. "He's wearing us down, and testing us! We're not at the end of our rope yet!"
At this moment, Mei Chuan, who had been silently following Lin Wan'er, with almost no presence, suddenly spoke with a flickering look in his eyes, his voice trembling with a barely perceptible tremor: "I know a secret path that can bypass the 'Ghost Crying Gorge' ahead. Maybe I can get rid of him..."
Before he could finish his words, Yun Chen's cold gaze instantly locked onto him.
There was no trust in that look, only a chilling chill.
"Meichuan," Yun Chen's voice was low, but it carried an unquestionable determination: "You are valuable. Go and hold him back."
Meichuan's face turned pale instantly when he heard this: "Ah? This...this, I...?"
You know, the one behind is at the peak of Yuanying...
If he goes to stop them, isn't that like hitting a rock with an egg?
"What? You don't want to?"
Yun Chen couldn't help but narrow his eyes, which were as sharp as a knife and carried an unquestionable sense of oppression, as if Mei Chuan would be killed on the spot if he dared to say no.
Meichuan trembled all over, his face turned pale as paper, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.
He had no doubt that if he refused at this moment, Yun Chen would kill him immediately.
The end result is the same: death!
The difference is that if you agree to Yun Chen, you can live a little longer.
"I...I'll go!" Meichuan almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out these two words from his throat, his face full of despair and humiliation.
He turned around suddenly, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes, and the spiritual power of Japanese ninjutsu in his body began to burn regardless of the consequences, turning into a black escape light. Instead of running away, he took the initiative to face the old Japanese man chasing him from behind.
“Baga! It’s you, the traitor…!”
The old Japanese man looked at Meichuan who was blocking his way, his eyes were cold and fierce, revealing an overbearing aura.
"Your Excellency Elder Ying... Elder Ying, I was forced into this situation. I..."
Meichuan met the gaze of the old Japanese man and suddenly became silent, not even daring to raise his head.
However, the old man from Japan didn't take him seriously at all. Before he could finish explaining, he raised his hand and waved it away.
A sharp blade flew out and went straight through Meichuan's abdomen.
"For the sake of the Meichuan family, I will give you some respect. Disembowelment is the fate of Japanese monks."
Meichuan looked down at the wound on his abdomen that was bleeding profusely, then looked at Elder Ying's unquestionable cold eyes, and the last trace of blood color on his face faded.
He knew that Elder Ying's words were not giving him a choice, but an order.
In the face of family honor and Elder Shadow's majesty, he didn't even have the qualifications to linger.
"Ha...haha..." Meichuan let out a few miserable laughs, full of despair and self-mockery.
He no longer looked at Yun Chen and the others, but slowly knelt on the ground, drew out the dagger he carried with him, grasped the handle with trembling hands, and pointed the tip of the knife at his abdomen.
"For the honor of the Umekawa family..."
He closed his eyes, thrust the dagger into his abdomen, then pulled it horizontally, completing the standard caesarean section ritual. His body twitched and fell into the mud, his breath quickly dissipating.
Elder Ying glanced at Meichuan's body coldly, as if he were looking at a discarded tool.
His eyes were once again locked on the lightning that was fleeing in front of him, and his murderous intent was concentrated again.
"The game is over."
He moved, his speed suddenly increased, and he closed the distance like a ghost. He raised his dry palm again, and more condensed ghost energy began to gather. It was obvious that he intended to use more powerful means to capture and kill Elder Lei and others in one fell swoop!
At this critical moment——!
"Buzz!"
An extremely cold sound of breaking through the air tore through the fog. It did not come from Elder Lei and others who were fleeing in the front, but shot out from the depths of the dense forest on the side.
Before the arrow arrived, the extremely cold breath that seemed to be able to freeze the soul had already caused the ghost energy condensed in Elder Ying's palm to stagnate slightly!