Chapter 694 Cold Night

"It seems that I can't hide tonight. If so..."

At this moment, Yin Chunqiu's eyes became even colder. "Then I will meet the legendary Night Shadow!" As soon as he finished speaking, the mysterious power shook, and waves of air surged out, shaking the nearby buildings violently.

At this moment, the twenty-four figures in the sky suddenly disappeared. When they reappeared the next moment, they were like ghosts, attacking Yin Chunqiu from all directions in an instant.

Even though Yin Chunqiu had a high level of Taoism and was protected by the mysterious power, he did not dare to take it lightly at this time. He raised his hands and instantly gathered two magic elements. With a "boom", he shook the twenty-four figures away.

"Hmph, you guys want to hurt me!"

Yin Chunqiu's eyes were sharp. As soon as he finished speaking, the mysterious power turned into a demon, and ghost mist suddenly rose on his body, and the whole person became full of demonic evil.

He knew that it was not suitable to fight for a long time, and he intended to fight quickly and decisively, so his moves were extremely fierce, and he had two more magic weapons in his hands, one was a red flying sword, and the other was a bead with bloody waves. These two things were very powerful magic weapons in the magic way.

"Hurry!"

With a loud shout, the two magic weapons flew out and whistled towards the twenty-four people of Ye Ying. However, the speed of the twenty-four people was so fast that how could the magic weapons hit them?

In an instant, the twenty-four people dispersed and attacked Yin Chunqiu again. In a hurry, Yin Chunqiu quickly recalled the magic weapon to protect himself, and at the same time urged his magic power again, immediately condensing a layer of shield around his body to prevent being injured by the sharp blades in the hands of the twenty-four people.

After fighting for a while, Yin Chunqiu was already covered in cold sweat. Although his cultivation was higher than that of the twenty-four people, the twenty-four people came and went like a shadow, and they cooperated closely with each other. If he had not had two powerful magic weapons to protect himself, he would have been injured by the sharp blades of the twenty-four people.

"Daddy..."

Inside the hall, Yin Feng's heart was hanging tight, and the others also held their breath tightly, not even daring to blink their eyes. They didn't know if there were other masters of Wu Yutian outside, so at this moment, everyone didn't dare to act rashly.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind sounded, and twenty-four figures attacked Yin Chunqiu again in an instant. This time, Yin Chunqiu shook his palms and rushed to the entrance of his body. In an instant, the magic element formed a shield to protect his body. "Dangdangdang" sounded quickly, and the twenty-four sharp blades were unable to break the magic element shield.

"The magic essence has become a shield, you also want to hurt me!"

Yin Chunqiu's breath was shaken, and veins on his face burst out. His body was suddenly covered with several layers of magic essence. There was also a strong wind around him, trying to overturn the palace.

This is his unique skill "Seven-point magic essence". With three-point true essence as the guide, he quickly sacrificed seven-point magic essence and condensed it into seven layers of indestructible shields. Under the seven layers of shields, no one can hurt him.

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"

The cold light slashed at Yin Chunqiu one after another, but the invisible blade that kills people could not cut through the seven layers of magic essence shield at this time.

This is the power of Yin Chunqiu's magic skill. The "Seven-point Magic Essence Skill" he practiced requires a certain amount of time to condense his skills. Once it is condensed successfully, his cultivation will increase dramatically and no one can defeat him. During this period, he used seven-point magic essence to protect himself, and no one could hurt him.

At this moment, he looked cold and fierce, and kept practicing. Once the Seven-point Demonic Yuan Gong was condensed, his cultivation level would rise by several levels, and he would swear to kill the twenty-four people.

In the hall behind, everyone held their breath, and Yin Feng's heart was about to jump out of his chest. He didn't expect that these twenty-four people would force his father to use the Seven-point Demonic Yuan Gong.

This Seven-point Demonic Yuan Gong is indeed extremely powerful and unbeatable, but it also hurts the enemy by seven points and hurts himself by three points. Every time it is activated, it will inevitably consume blood essence. Therefore, Yin Chunqiu will never use this skill unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Hah!"

With a loud shout, Yin Chunqiu's face was full of blue veins, and he shook the twenty-four people away. Obviously, his Seven-point Demonic Yuan Gong is about to condense.

However, at this moment, a chilling chill came from nowhere, a chill that came from nowhere, a murderous aura that came from nowhere, and at this moment, everyone held their breath. The surroundings suddenly became quiet and strange. In the strangeness, only the cold footsteps sounded in the distance, slowly approaching from far away.

"Tap... tap... tap..."

The cold footsteps sounded like a life-and-death talisman from the underworld. Every step seemed to be stepping on everyone's heart. Not only did the other people in the Scorpio Sect not dare to move at this time, but even Yin Chunqiu, who was about to condense the seven-point magic power, was stunned at this moment, staring blankly at the bright place in front of him, the figure that was getting closer and closer, and the white hair scattered in the wind, which was so suffocating.

"Master Yin, long time no see..."

The cold voice, without any emotion, made Yin Chunqiu feel suffocated. At this moment, he seemed to have fallen into the abyss of despair, falling layer by layer, and only the coldness kept coming. He thought that only the masters of Yu Wutian came tonight, but he never expected that even the master of Wu Yutian came in person.

The figure of Xiao Chen slowly walked out of the darkness. The two cold eyes were like a pair of invisible ghost hands, strangling the throats of everyone present, and no one dared to make a sound.

At this moment, Yin Chunqiu only felt a little suffocated, but the seven-point magic power did not stop urging until Xiao Chen's figure was getting closer and closer.

In the air, twenty-four figures also made way. Xiao Chen slowly raised his arm, gently extended his fingers, and touched the outermost layer of the magic shield. With a "bang", this layer of magic shield immediately shattered.

Yin Chunqiu's face suddenly changed, and the people in the hall behind him were also shocked. Before they could react, the second layer of shield, after being lightly touched by Xiao Chen, also shattered.

This indestructible seven-point magic energy, even the sharp blades in the hands of the twenty-four people of Ye Ying could not break through, but it was shattered by Xiao Chen's light touch. Who can believe it?

When the seventh layer of the magic shield shattered, Yin Chunqiu's seven-point magic power finally gathered. At this moment, his power increased countless times. He saw his face full of blue veins, five fingers became blades, and grabbed Xiao Chen at once.

It was a lightning-fast attack, but in a short moment, Xiao Chen's figure seemed to disappear from the original place, and when he appeared again, he was ten feet behind him.

Everyone was stunned. Xiao Chen was so fast that they couldn't see him with their eyes, and even their consciousness couldn't catch him. How terrifying was that?

"On the fifteenth of last month, a man came to Master Yin's place. As far as I know, that man... seems to be from Wuwanghai."

Xiao Chen's eyes were indifferent. As he spoke, he looked at Yin Chunqiu not far away. At this moment, even the air seemed to freeze. Yin Chunqiu's heart trembled. How did he know about this?