C116 Pulse Condensation Period Ye Sheng
C116 Pulse Condensation Period Ye Sheng
Another five kilometers and they would enter the center of Black Cloud Forest.
The terrain there was more complicated, and there might even be dire beasts lurking about.
Chu Yan did not believe that a group of warriors led by Ye Hengkong still had the guts to rush in.
At this moment, Chu Yan heard a sharp explosive sound come from behind him.
At the same time, a fiery red beam of light, like the rising sun, slowly rose, hovering in the air and blooming.
In an instant, the red light spread out in all directions like a shower of multicolored light.
Chu Yan turned around to take a glance. He saw an extremely eye-catching ball of red colored firework floating in midair, and directly below the firework, was the exact spot where Ye Hengkong was previously at.
"The fireworks released by that guy from before are orange in color. This time, it's completely red." Chu Yan's heart sank, he had a bad feeling about this.
He had once led an army to battle. He knew the different colors of the fireworks signal. It represented the different degrees of severity of the matter. Generally, the red color represented the hundred thousand fire emergency situation.
"I think I'll go into the depths of Black Cloud Forest first."
After mumbling to himself for a bit, Chu Yan no longer hesitated and quickly headed deeper into the forest.
It didn't take long for him to travel ten li.
Once he entered the heart of the Black Cloud Forest, Chu Yan could almost immediately feel the change in his surroundings.
The trees grew taller and thicker, the light dimmed, and there was a strange silence.
If an ordinary person were to be in such an environment, they would immediately feel uncomfortable, and after a long time, they might even go insane.
However, Chu Yan's willpower was not something an ordinary person could compare to. At the moment, he was not affected by the surrounding environment at all.
As he passed through the forest, Chu Yan was also constantly looking behind him.
Before long, he could confirm that Ye Hengkong and the group of Ye Family members did not follow them over as he had expected.
Just as Chu Yan let out a small sigh of relief, he suddenly felt an extremely dark and cold chill, as if countless needles had drilled into his pores and pierced into his bone marrow.
This terrifying feeling, was like a wild beast being hunted. In that moment, Chu Yan felt as though his spine was going down, and cracking noises came from up to down.
Relying on his acute sense of danger, Chu Yan quickly turned around and looked ahead.
A few dozen meters away from him, beside a large rock, stood a man in black.
The black-clothed man stood there silently, not moving at all. His head was lowered and his long hair fell down, covering his face.
"When did this guy get there!" The moment he saw the black-clothed man, Chu Yan felt all the hairs on his body standing up.
He was sure that not long ago, he had checked the stone and confirmed that there was no one around.
No matter what, this man in black gave him a bad feeling.
Especially when he thought of the fiery-red firework that Ye Hengkong had released earlier, the feeling in his heart grew more and more intense.
Facing the black-clothed man, he slowly stepped back.
At this moment, all the muscles in Chu Yan's body tensed up, and his entire person entered a state of vigilance that was unprecedented.
Although they had not formally fought yet, Chu Yan could sense an extremely dangerous aura from their body.
"Will you be able to leave?"
At this moment, a scornful laughter came from the black-clothed man's mouth.
These words were very clear in the silent forest.
In practically an instant, Chu Yan swept backwards without hesitation.
But at the same time, the black clothed man suddenly roared and rushed towards Chu Yan.
The air currents that were stirred up in an instant could topple mountains and overturn the seas, causing the branches and trees in the surroundings to sway. It was as if a violent gale had swept through and a torrential rain was pouring down.
The black clothed man's speed was even faster than Chu Yan had imagined. Like a streak of black lightning, he caused a storm and in a blink of an eye, reduced the distance between him and Chu Yan by less than fifteen meters.
"So fast!" Chu Yan was shocked.
In the next moment, the silhouette of the man in black exploded with a loud boom, dispersing in the blink of an eye.
In that moment, Chu Yan only felt that he was surrounded by enemies from all directions. It was as if he himself had been sucked into a vast ocean, and could not even breathe.
"These are illusions. Only one of them is the real body!" Chu Yan took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and as he flew backwards, he observed and heard what the opponent was saying, he searched for traces of the real body.
His daily intense training sessions with Lin Miaoran in the Langya Pavilion had helped Chu Yan at this moment.
A moment later, an illusory image appeared in Chu Yan's eyes.
Almost at the same time, Chu Yan shouted loudly, "Dark Eight Desolation Fist!"
RUU!
Facing one of the dozens of phantoms, Chu Yan punched out fiercely. The fist technique that was blasted out in an instant seemed to ignite the fires and thunder of heaven and earth, even the air produced explosive booms.
Shua shua shua shua!
In the blink of an eye, all of the phantoms in the area disappeared, leaving only one.
The real body of the man in black also punched out brazenly.
"Iron Back Fist!"
It was the same Ironback Fist, but when it was executed by this black-clothed man and by Ye Chen, it was completely different.
The black clothed man's Ironback Fist, in an instant, blasted apart Chu Yan's fist wind. Like a cannonball, his fist struck straight towards Chu Yan's chest.
The air around him was compressed by his fist and issued a sharp creaking sound.
Chu Yan's eyes flashed.
His opponent's speed and strength surpassed Lin Miaoran's.
Without hesitation, Chu Yan immediately crossed his hands in front of his chest.
Bang!
A violent collision.
Chu Yan's body was immediately flung out, smashing into a large tree behind him.
The big tree could only be held by a person with his arms spread wide open. Instantly, wood shavings flew everywhere and it fell to the ground with a thud.
Chu Yan twisted his body in midair, bent one knee, and pushed himself off the ground with one hand. He slid back another three meters before stabilizing his body.
He raised his head to look at the black clothed man in front of him, and his face sank as he slowly spat out two words: "Pulse Condensation Stage."
Even Lin Miaoran was unable to achieve such a feat. The only possibility was that this black-clothed person was not a profound practitioner, but a cultivator of the Pulse Condensation Stage!
Seeing that Chu Yan was not harmed in the slightest after being directly hit, the black clothed man's face immediately revealed an expression of astonishment.
After a while, he regained his cold expression and snorted, "No wonder he was able to kill my Ye Family's people. It turns out he has some power." You're right, I am a Ye Family elder, Pulse Condensation Stage, Ye Sheng! "
Before he finished speaking, Ye Sheng had already charged towards Chu Yan like a black panther.
This time, he drew the long blade at his waist.
The cold and sharp blade beam was like lightning that had split the night sky, chopping straight at Chu Yan.
"Let's see where you can escape to this time!"