Ghost One
"Are you … sure you're talking to me?"
Hearing the short cultivator's words, Gui Yi hesitated for a moment before asking, "Can I ask you a question?"
The short warrior looked to his left and right before replying, "There's no one else here. If I'm not talking to you, am I talking to a ghost?"
"Cut the crap and tell me what Ning Yue did in the Furnace Pavilion. My patience is limited."
The short warrior was getting impatient.
After all, Gui Yi was only at the pinnacle of the Primal Core stage, while he was at the early Yin-Yang stage. They were not even on the same level.
If he wanted to kill Gui Yi, he would only need two or three moves to finish her off.
"Haha."
Gui Yi's lips curled into a smile. "I didn't think that an early Yin-Yang stage warrior would dare to speak to me like that."
"What?"
The short warrior could not believe his ears.
From Gui Yi's words, it seemed like she didn't care about him at all.
You're a pinnacle of the Primal Core stage warrior, talking to an early Yin-Yang stage warrior like that. Aren't you afraid of getting beaten up?
"I have to say, you're already at the end of the road to death." The short warrior's face darkened. "Even if you don't tell me, I have a way to find out. Just that you'll have to suffer a little more."
As soon as the word 'suffer' was uttered, the short warrior leapt into the air and appeared in front of Gui Yi.
Swoosh!
In the next moment, the short martial artist's fist carried a violent Yuan Qi gust of wind as it slammed into Gui Yi's chest.
The short warrior did not use his full strength, but only half of it.
He was afraid that if he used his full strength, he would kill Gui Yi.
"Sigh, sometimes I really can't help it."
Feeling the violent Yuan Qi fluctuations in the shorter cultivator's fist, Gui Yi sighed lightly. She raised her right hand and collided with the shorter cultivator's fist.
Crack!
A crisp sound rang out in the alleyway.
The short martial artist lowered his head and looked at his twisted fist. His mouth was slightly agape, and he was somewhat dumbfounded.
What the hell, what the hell!
Since when were pinnacle of the Primal Core stage so powerful?
The plot was completely wrong. Everything was a mess.
"Tell me, who sent you?"
Gui Yi cracked her neck and walked up to the short cultivator, "Tell me, and I'll leave your corpse intact."
"F * ck you!"
The short warrior roared and stamped his feet on the ground. The Yuan Qi in his sea of consciousness surged out and gathered in his other fist. He punched at Gui Yi again.
"Humph! There was a path to heaven, but you didn't take it. There was no door to hell, but you barged in! "
The short martial artist's words completely infuriated Gui Yi.
Gui Yi coldly snorted as a strand of Qi appeared on her fist and shot towards the shorter cultivator's fist.
Chi chi!
This time, when the two fists collided, there was no clear sound of bones breaking. Instead, there was a 'chi chi' sound.
"Ah!"
At the same time, accompanied by the sizzling sound, the short martial artist screamed like a pig being slaughtered.
"What kind of corrosive gas is this?!" Looking at his fist that was almost corroded to the point where white bones could be seen, the short warrior shouted crazily.
"Since you asked, I'll let you die knowing."
Gui Yi shrugged her shoulders and said three words.
"Dead Spirit Qi."
"What! Dead Spirit Qi! "
As soon as Gui Yi's voice fell, the short martial artist revealed an extremely horrified expression.
Dead Spirit Qi was the unique gas of the Corpse Yin Sect. It was even more corrosive than the Corpse Yin Qi.
Could it be that this young martial artist was a genius of the Corpse Yin Sect?
"I know what you're thinking."
At this moment, Gui Yi said, "I can tell you very clearly that you're right. I'm from the Corpse Yin Sect."
"To be precise, I'm a martial artist from the Corpse Yin Sect's Ghost Cai Hall. They all call me Gui Yi."
Swish!
As soon as these words fell, Gui Yi's eyes turned cold. With a flick of his wrist, a strand of Dead Spirit Qi flew towards the short martial artist.
"This is the capital, you can't … Ah!" The short martial artist's pupils shrank and he hurriedly said.
However, before he could finish speaking, he let out a blood-curdling scream. His eyes were wide open, and he died on the spot!
Chi chi!
After killing the short cultivator, Gui Yi took out a small jade bottle from his bosom and poured the white powder inside it onto the short cultivator.
In the blink of an eye, the short martial artist was completely corroded.
"The wax head of the silver spear looks good, but it's useless."
Gui Yi murmured, "Ning Yue is a strong opponent. Wait until tomorrow's alchemy competition, I'll have to have a good fight with him."
As he spoke, Gui Yi's body gradually merged with the void and quickly disappeared.
If an outsider saw Gui Yi's action, they would definitely be so shocked that their jaws would drop.
A peak Yuan Core martial artist could actually merge with the void!
It must be known that, in everyone's understanding, only Yin-Yang martial artists could come into contact with the void.
Gui Yi was indeed worthy of being the peerless genius of the Ghost Cai Hall.
Swish! Swish!
Not long after Gui Yi left, two martial artists appeared in the alley.
"What's going on? I just sensed Qiu Feng's aura. Why did it disappear here?"
Among the two martial artists, one of them had a peak fifth-grade soul power and frowned, "Also, wasn't Gao Pi together with Qiu Feng? How come I only sensed Qiu Feng's aura in this area, but not Gao Pi's?"
"Situ Wen, are the two warriors you sent reliable or not?" The other martial artist said, "Now that Ning Yue is not in Danwu College, it's the best opportunity to kill him. If we miss this opportunity, we won't get another one."
"Ninth Prince, Gao Pi is a half-step Yin-Yang martial artist, and Qiu Feng is an early-stage Yin-Yang martial artist. They are definitely reliable!"
Situ Wen's expression changed, and he said, "Now that their auras have disappeared, they must have encountered danger."
"Encountered danger?" The Ninth Prince raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't tell me that Ning Yue killed Gao Pi and Qiu Feng."
"That's a possibility," Situ Wen said seriously.
"Hmph! Tomorrow is the alchemy competition. Today, we must kill Ning Yue no matter what! "
The Ninth Prince snorted coldly, "Fortunately, I came prepared."
Buzz!
The next moment, a crack appeared in the space of this area, and a martial artist appeared from it.
"Where is Ning Yue now?" The Ninth Prince asked.
"Ninth Prince, after Ning Yue and Lu Wei left the Furnace Pavilion, they first wandered around the streets of the capital for a while, and then left the capital," the martial artist who just appeared replied.
"Left the capital?"
The Ninth Prince was slightly startled, and then he smiled evilly, "Heaven is on my side! Go and gather people, I will go with Situ Wen to chase after Ning Yue! "
"Yes!"
The martial artist who just appeared responded, and then his figure became illusory.
"Situ Wen, Ning Yue is outside the capital. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, we can't miss it." The Ninth Prince smiled evilly.
"Ninth Prince, should I also send a few experts to follow?"
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