Peerless War God

Chen Xiao's face was gloomy, and he did not say a word. To him, it was not difficult to destroy the nine-headed flesh puppets with a single strike. It was just a matter of a single thought.    

However, if he did that, he would expose his strength too early, and the two people controlling the flesh puppets in the air would be scared away. That way, it would not be worth it.    

Today was the first time they met, so he could catch the other party off guard. However, if the two of them escaped, it would be troublesome.    

"Alright, as expected of Elder Mo Hun. I didn't see wrongly."    

When Ye Zhen saw this scene, he was greatly excited and said happily.    

"Maintain your formation properly. Don't be broken through so easily." Mo Hun scolded.    

"Yes."    

Ye Zhen smiled awkwardly and quickly replied.    

"This..."    

"Why does it feel a little strange?" Ye Kuan looked at Ye Zhen from the left and then Mo Hun from the right, muttering in his heart.    

Ye Hao, who was standing at the side, appeared extremely calm. He silently watched this scene, but his right fist was clenched tightly.    

He seemed to be waiting for something.    

Mo Hun pointed with his right hand, and a wave of sword force was released. It entered the space and guided the Profound Feather Sword to attack again.    

"Go."    

The Profound Feather Sword moved, and a shocking sword intent appeared again, attempting to kill the next flesh puppet.    

"You still want to use the same trick again? Dream on."    

In midair, Bai Gu laughed sinisterly and roared angrily, "Blood fog."    

Two flesh puppets swayed their mountain-like bodies and shriveled like balloons. They released black and red blood fog from their bodies, filling the surrounding thousands of feet in an instant, and enveloping the Profound Feather Sword and Hundred Herbs Villa.    

Suddenly, a filthy and ruthless aura filled the air, possessing a terrifying corrosive nature.    

"This blood fog is so strange, I..."    

Ye Zhenzhen stood there, his body uncontrollably swaying. The strangest thing was that his eyes began to turn red, and his vision became blurry, as if he had seen the scene of hell. Blood-colored limbs piled up like a mountain, and the ground was bleeding.    

"No, don't, don't kill me."    

"Hmm?"    

Chen Xiao's face tightened, and his body moved. He pointed a finger at Ye Zhenzhen's forehead, and a cool feeling spread throughout his entire body. Only then did he wake up, and his eyes regained their clarity.    

Ye Zhen was stunned for a moment, and his entire body was covered in cold sweat. "What, what happened to me just now?"    

"This blood fog is very strange, possessing a corrosive nature, and it can even affect one's soul and divine sense. You have to be careful, and don't fall for it again."    

Ye Zhen heaved a sigh of relief. "I understand, but I have to maintain the array formation, and I can't relax even for a moment."    

"If you can't do it, then let go. A mere array formation is nothing." Chen Xiao said expressionlessly.    

"Alright."    

Ye Zhen understood that the situation was more critical than he had imagined. He said coldly, "You guys form your own battle formations. Once the array formation is broken, you can only ask for your own protection."    

"Yes, Patriarch."    

"I understand, Patriarch."    

Ye Kuan gritted his teeth and replied. He knew that even if he was Ye Zhenzhen's grandson, at this critical moment of life and death, there was no exception.    

“Kill!”    

A green light flashed and penetrated the bloody mist, killing another Flesh Golem before piercing through its neck.    

Immediately after, as if it was corroded by the bloody mist and contaminated, the sword light on the Profound Plume Sword dimmed and finally fell to the ground powerlessly.    

Seeing this, Bai Gu finally felt relieved. He laughed loudly and said, “Although you are a sword cultivator, you are only so-so. After being contaminated by the bloody mist, your mind will go into chaos and you will soon die. Bloody Clothes, give it your all.”    

Bloody Clothes grinned sinisterly and said, “Alright, go.”    

Under her command, the remaining Flesh Golems increased their attacks on the formation, completely disregarding everything else and having the momentum of pursuing the victory.    

Boom! Boom!    

Bang!    

The rumbling sounds were endless. The formation shook more and more violently, and gradually, cracks began to appear.    

After a moment, Bloody Clothes was overjoyed and said, “It’s done. We are about to break through this turtle shell. Bai Gu, get ready to attack. Today, we have struck gold.”    

“Hehe, once Ye Zhen dies, he will definitely have a lot of good things.” Bai Gu laughed loudly and agreed.    

“Mm, we’ve already agreed on half.” Bloody Clothes said coldly.    

“Got it, Bloody Clothes, I won’t mess around, don’t worry.”    

“That’s good, come again.”    

Inside the formation, Ye Zhen’s face turned pale, and a hint of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. He smiled bitterly and looked at Mo Hun and said, “I, I can’t hold on much longer.”    

"Grandfather, are you alright?" When Ye Kuan saw this, he asked worriedly.    

Standing beside him, Ye Xu and Ye Hao, who were cultivators, also looked extremely serious and nervous.    

"I'm fine. I can still hold on," Ye Zhen said reluctantly.    

Chen Xiao stood in place like a sword that was charging into the sky. He was incomparably tough and indestructible, exuding an oppressive aura.    

"Since you can't hold on anymore, then let go."    

Hearing this, Ye Zhen's face revealed a hint of joy. He knew that since Chen Xiao had said so, he was ready to use his full strength.    

With Chen Xiao's strength, once he attacked, there was no chance for the two of them to survive.    

"Yes." Ye Zhen withdrew his hand and gave up on pouring more mana into the formation. He heaved a sigh of relief.    

In the next moment, a series of cracking sounds rang out. White cracks appeared on the formation above everyone's heads, and they cracked open with a bang, as if the ice had shattered into countless pieces.    

An endless amount of bloody mist came over. In the sky above them, the white bones and blood-red clothes coldly looked down on everything with a face full of smugness.    

"One for each of us. I'll kill the one with the sword. You go and kill Ye Zhen," the white bones said coldly.    

The blood-red clothes did not have any objections. He nodded and said, "Alright."    

The white bones laughed sinisterly, revealing his white teeth. He was like a shark, filled with evil intentions. He waved his right hand, and a white bone was thrown out.    

This white bone was the size of an ordinary person, but it did not have any flesh and blood. It only had bones, and it was covered with bone spikes. It was like a hedgehog, emitting an evil and filthy aura. It was extremely shocking.    

"Devil Bone, go. Kill him."    

Bai Gu glanced at Mo Hun. He scanned the area with his spiritual will, but he didn't find anything strange. He shouted and the White Bone Demon covered in thorns pounced forward.    

Ye Zhen reminded him, "Watch out. This is the White Bone's Bone Demon Puppet. It's said to be very powerful."    

Blood Cloth smiled coldly and said, "You should worry about yourself. Flesh and blood puppets, kill them."    

"Roar."    

Under the corrosion of the blood mist, the flesh and blood puppets weren't affected at all. Instead, their auras increased greatly, and their strength increased by a few times. They were like blood-colored mountains as they pounced towards the Ye Family cultivators and Ye Zhen.    

"Blood Cloth, it's an honor that even you are here."    

Ye Zhen revealed a strange smile when he saw this.    

However, when this smile landed in Blood Cloth's eyes, there was only fear.    

Blood Cloth was quite pleased. Everything was under her control. She laughed loudly and charged forward under the cover of the flesh and blood puppets.    

"Ye Zhen, your death is near."    

Chapter 32 – The Death of Ye Zhen