"Be careful!" Before Cheng Yongshan's exclamation could be expressed, the coldness and aversion to the wind were already coming in front of Cheng Yuan.

However, although in the eyes of internal martial artists, the mountain ghost's speed is amazing, with Cheng Yuan's realm and observation ability, he can clearly see the movements of the mountain ghost.

Cheng Yuan instantly flirted with a sharp light, and while blocking the momentum of the mountain ghost, he slashed out two swords like lightning.

clang! clang! sneer! sneer!

The deep sword slashed on a ball of black air-like mountain ghost, like a sharp iron slashing in the middle of the slash, but it also cut the mountain ghost back a few steps, with a faint scar on its body, and the black air dissipated.

Jie!

The mountain ghost let out a scream of pain or crazy, which was terrifying.

Cheng Yuan's heart moved. His last sword just now faintly brought a trace of true source. Although it was weak, it seemed to have harmed the mountain ghost quite well.

"Good sword technique!" Wang Leishan saw Cheng Yuan actually repelling the mountain ghost, his eyes lit up and he praised.

"A Yuan, change the knife!" Cheng Yongshi was even more surprised. With a thought, he directly handed Cheng Yuan the Knife in his hand.

Although Cheng Yuan had just consciously controlled himself and only used the physical strength of an internal martial artist, the sword skills he showed were extremely high.

Cheng Yuan did not refuse, and directly changed his sword with Cheng Yongshi. After becoming a celestial being, he held the sword of the Killing Dark for the first time.

"Hmm?" As soon as Zhan Mingdao bought it, Cheng Yuan suddenly felt that the magical aura on the sword was quite comfortable, as if it was faintly echoing the true source of the heavenly beings in his body.

He felt that using this knife, the power of the true source of the heavenly beings was definitely far superior to ordinary treasure swords like the dark sword.

Cheng Yuan stared at the mountain ghost in front of him, his eyes bright and he was eager to try.

However, after being stabbed with the true source of the heavenly beings, the mountain ghost seemed to show abnormal fear of Cheng Yuan. After two or three breaths of confrontation, it turned into a shadow and pounced on the other side of the Chengjiazhuang team.

"Not good!" Cheng Yuan woke up and rushed out suddenly, but it was too late.

"ah!"

A tribe in Chengjiazhuang had a big hole in his chest and blood flowed. If it weren't for the resistance of the few people next to him, the tribe's family would have been pierced through his chest.

"Be careful!" Cheng Yongshi roared: "Ayuan, don't rush out!"

"snort!"

Cheng Yuan looked at the mountain ghost in front of him with a cold look, and rushed forward with a knife like lightning.

He remembered the scene when two tribesmen in the hunting team were killed by mountain ghosts, and the painful expression of Cheng Yongyuan's arm being torn off by mountain ghosts in order to protect him.

Labor and capital will kill you!

"Drink!" Cheng Yuan pretended to be red, as if he was trying his best, and instantly burst out with an astonishing speed. He rushed to the front of the mountain ghost in a few steps.

Jie!

The mountain ghost roared sharply, and the dark black air attacked like a sharp blade of steel whip, tearing out air marks in the air and roaring.

"Slay!" Cheng Yuan's eyes were sharp, and the true source pulled the qi, blood and strength all over his body, and maintained a strange state of incomparable compatibility at all times. The man and the sword were combined and burst out with a majestic and superb sword technique.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

One after another, the sword light was like cold light, like rapid light, slashing horizontally, sharp and domineering, and continuously slashing on the black air around the mountain ghost.

A series of gold and iron attacks sounded, making people feel numb in their hands when they heard it. But what is not noticeable is that Cheng Yuan occasionally mixed with several slashes with hidden golden light in a series of sword techniques.

It was these few slashes that caused the black gas on the mountain ghost to break and disperse, and then it was shaken by Cheng Yuan's head and face.

"...This!" Wang Leishan was a little stupid as he looked at Cheng Yuan holding the Nether Knife and cutting the mountain ghost directly to the point where he had no power to fight back.

Holding a knife to kill the underworld, they can face the powerful figures of ghosts and gods. They used to only hear about it, but they had never seen it before.

Even in Youhe County, such figures are also famous masters of martial arts, and those big families have to treat them with courtesy.

Cheng Yuan from Chengjiazhuang was once said to be the number one young man among many villages, but he didn't expect that he already had such strength.

Compared with the people in Wangjiazhuang, the members of the Chengjiazhuang hunting team were even more shocked as the tribe members who lived with Cheng Yuan day and night.

"A Yuan can cut off the mountain ghost!"

"Oh my God!" Almost all the tribe members were stunned and exclaimed.

"Ayuan!" Cheng Yongshi's eyes lit up. Cheng Yuan had quietly reached this level of strength and could be more confident in the trial of heaven and man.

Could it be that after thirty years in Chengjiazhuang, another celestial being will appear?

And on the scene.

Cheng Yuan's sword moved with the people, and was fierce and fierce, completely suppressing the mountain ghost in front of him.

Jie!

The mountain ghost kept roaring, and the sound was like the darkness, but Cheng Yuan cut it away without any power to fight back.

Even if it instinctively wanted to escape, Cheng Yuan could instantly see through its intentions, and the black air around it was shaken with one knife.

"Although the mountain ghost is extremely powerful, has extremely fast speed, and changes are impermanent."

"But if the martial arts realm is profound and the energy of the body is slightly circulated, and holding a Knife Slashing Knife can still easily restrain it."

Cheng Yuan was calculating while killing the mountain ghost.

However, looking at the martial arts of mortals from the realm of heaven and man is naturally a high-level view and has no limits to the point.

In fact, those who can fight against ghosts like Shan Gui with the hand-held Nether Sword are already considered martial arts masters.

Just as he was thinking, Cheng Yuan occasionally secretly used a weak true source to slash a few times, and with one slash, he had already forced the mountain ghost to a desperate situation.

The black air around it was shocking, which was much weaker than at the beginning, and even its strength and speed were weakened accordingly. Even an ordinary internal martial artist could compete with it.

"I didn't expect that the ghosts that scared me for more than ten years are now so vulnerable in front of me."

Cheng Yuan felt emotion in his heart, but he showed no mercy in his hand. Seeing the opportunity, a knife light slashed down from the air, leaving traces of air in the air.

This sword light contains a faint golden light, but with the speed of Chengyuan's sword technique, the mortal warriors in Chengjiazhuang and Wangjiazhuang cannot see it at all.

Cheng Yuan even felt like he had chopped the real thing.

bass!

The mountain ghost, who was already in chaos with black air and was weak, was directly cut in half by this knife, and then drifted and disappeared into the air.

"Get ten drops of pain power (Yin Ming)!"

At the same time, a long-lost system prompt sounded, which made Cheng Yuan stand silently, his eyes shocked and suspicious.

After the mountain ghost was killed, a cold breath surged in the mountains and forests, and then slowly dissipated.

"Ayuan! You actually killed a mountain ghost!" Cheng Yongshi rushed up in surprise, patted Cheng Yuan's shoulder, and said with a thick smile.

"I..." Cheng Yuan seemed a little stunned, and then he realized, opening his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Haha! Ayuan! You are really the number one young man in Chengjiazhuang!"

"No, I am already the number one hero in Chengjiazhuang! I am the number one hero in Chengjiazhuang in thirty years!" A strong man came over and looked at Cheng Yuan in surprise and admiration. It was Cheng Yongye, an internal martial artist in Chengjiazhuang.

Cheng Yuan smiled quickly and handed the sword in his hand back to Cheng Yongshi.

This Dark Knife is a treasure in the clan. When taken up the mountain, it is always kept by the captain of the hunting team.

However, when he handed over the Sword of the Mingshou, Cheng Yuan discovered that the magical aura on the Sword of the Mingshou seemed to be much stronger.

However, the celestial beings were more sensitive to the changes in this magical aura, but internal martial artists such as Cheng Yongshi seemed not to notice it.

"Strange." Cheng Yuan didn't care too much. What he was more concerned about now was that his system seemed to have undergone strange changes.

"Can I become a celestial being, only by killing ghosts can I gain the power of pain?"

However, if this is true, he has found a stable way to obtain the power of pain, and compared with the previous method, he prefers this.

"Thank you all the heroes in Chengjiazhuang for saving their lives." At this moment, Wang Leishan, the captain of the Wangjiazhuang hunting team, came over and bowed to Cheng Yuan, Cheng Yongshi and others.

"You are also unlucky, and you actually got into trouble with the mountain ghost." Cheng Yongshi replied and sighed.

"How did you get into the mountain ghost?" Cheng Yongye asked without hesitation.

"Oh." Wang Leishan's expression dimmed: "I met a Yin fox before, and a clan member unknowingly chased him deeper and broke into the Yin forest..."

Little monkey...

When Wang Leishan thought of the young tribe and the last shrill roar that came from the depths of the shade forest, he felt pain in his heart.

"Fortunately, your Wangjiazhuang didn't lose many people this time, right?" Cheng Yongshi asked.

"A total of three tribe members were defeated." Wang Leishan sighed.

It is unfortunate to meet a mountain ghost, but it is already a blessing to be able to only lose three tribesmen in the end.

You should know that even if the Chengjiazhuang hunting team with the strongest strength in a radius of hundreds of miles, once they encounter mountain ghosts, they will have to at least get a few tribe members, not to mention other weaker farms. Most of them will often die before they can escape.

"We want to go back and collect the corpses of the clan, so we will bid farewell to the heroes of Chengjiazhuang first." Wang Leishan bowed.

"Yeah. See you again." Cheng Yongshi nodded.

This is a custom in history. If the corpses of the tribe are taken to be cremated within the tribe when possible, it is said that this will allow the soul to be reborn.

If you die in the wild, in the mountains, the corpse remains outside, the Yin and Netherworld energy invades and turns into ghost corpses and ghosts, it is rumored that the soul will be imprisoned in the body and cannot be reborn.

Cheng Yuan also silently looked at the direction of the way the people in Wangjiazhuang were traveling.
To be continued...