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211 The Five Devils of the Nether Realm

After Ye Wen had received Ling Mumei's power throughout his life, he had fought quite a lot with her. However, he had never met an opponent that was on par with him, and the battle between the two of them had actually been a probing exchange. Although the opponent's skills were not as profound as his own, they were all obtained through hard work. Thus, when he used them, they could be considered to be quite adept. On the other hand, Ye Wen was cold. He had over a hundred years of cultivation, and he could currently use it proficiently, but he was still unable to fully display his cultivation. If an opponent with strength comparable to Ling Mumei appeared, Ye Mo Han would undoubtedly be defeated. The progress of his martial arts was like soaking wet firewood. Even if he were to put it into the fire, he would have to wait a while before being completely soaked by the fire.

The thin and weak man swept his staff out. The strong wind whistled, and behind him, one could hear the sound of the wooden stairs being broken into four or five pieces. Ye Mo Han sat on a pillar with his legs turned upside down. The Qi blades flew out one after another. The short blades, short sabers, and short spears were all flying towards the thin man. Only to see the gas rod quickly spinning around, knocking out all the flying weapons, he calmly jumped again and with a strike to his head. This strike's power was higher than before, and Ye Mo Han once again used an upside-down posture. He knew that he couldn't take advantage of her, so he dodged to the side like a gecko swimming in the wall. A "Zi La" sound was heard. No one knew what kind of material the pillar had been used for, but the rod had actually split it into three deep cracks. Ye Mo Han turned to the side, a Qi blade suddenly flying out, following his body as he flew towards his opponent. The thin man did not change at all and completely ignored his own safety. He turned the stick into a pair of hammers and smashed down at Ye Wen with his left and right hands. It was as if a tall mountain was standing in front of him and he was about to smash it into pieces. Not long after that, both of the thin man's arms were broken and blood flowed profusely. However, he still continued chopping at Ye Mo Han. Apparently, the hatred in his heart for Ye Mo Han had already reached the point of forgetting himself. In this sort of situation, Ye Mo Han was also deeply shocked. One must know that when the thin and weak man received this attack, it meant that he was destined to be in a passive position in this battle. Although Ye Mo Han was constantly rotating, he was always wrapped up in his cultivation. If this were to continue, although it would consume his Qi, compared to the cultivation base in his body, it would be like a river flowing in the sea. However, if he were to stop, Ye Mo Han's attack would definitely injure him. And if he did not stop, if Ye Mo Han continued to use this high speed spinning technique, he would definitely tire him out, and eventually get injured by Ye Mo Han. Ye Mo Han Han used this move in order to force Ye Mo Han to retreat. He never thought that he would meet someone who didn't care for his life. For a moment, Ye Mo Han's eyes were filled with admiration. Pitiful admiration made Ye Mo abruptly stop his body. He struck out with his left palm and instantly felt a wave of energy coursing through his entire body. He was actually sent flying and crashed into a pillar, as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer.

The change was too sudden. The thin man froze on the spot and asked in confusion, "Why did you suddenly stop?"

"You want to kill me to the point where you don't even want your own life. I admire your spirit." Ye Mo stood up from the ground in a sorry state.

"According to the rules of the martial arts world, if you spare me, I should not kill you again. However, I must avenge my brother. You rest for a while, and we fight again. We must fight to the death." For some reason, when he said those words, Ye Wen Han felt that this thin and frail looking man started to become tall and big.

"How did you enter Dragon Castle?" The sound of footsteps rang out again. This time, three people had come. One was the old woman on the second floor, and the other two were the two guards Ye Mo Han and Mo Xi Yan had seen when they had entered the room.

The old woman was the first to speak. "I was wondering why there was no activity. Second brother, don't forget how the fifth brother died. "

"Big Sis." "Stop it," the thin and weak man said angrily. Although the five ghosts have been gone for a long time,

Even if I die, I must seek justice for Ol 'Five. "

Five Devils: Head without Head, Second Brother without Body, Third Brother without Bone, Fourth Brother without Flesh, Fifth Brother without Blood. Amongst the five of them, the eldest was the most ruthless while the second oldest was the most skilled. Eight years ago, everyone in the martial arts world was still talking about it, but because of the words of the abbot, Shaolin disbanded and disappeared for eight years. Among them, Wu Wuxue, because of his weak kung fu skills, joined Lu Zibai as a travelling knight guest, while the other four went to the countryside to farm. After Ye Mo Han slaughtered the Lu bank, the five ghosts all wailed when they heard the fifth brother's death. They all swore to kill Ye Mo Han for revenge, but they just couldn't figure out where Ye Mo Han was.

"The fifth brother's vengeance has caused all of us to die. Attack together and kill him!" The headless body was suddenly filled with gas and kept expanding. Not long after that, it became a round meatball for the two of them. Looking at it from a distance, it really did look like it had no head.

At the same time, the third and fourth brothers jumped up. Their bodies were surrounded by a golden gas, and one of them was shaped like a skeleton, while the other was a soft cloth bag that seemed to be able to wrap everything inside. The meat ball bore the brunt of the impact and flew towards Ye Wen's cold face. The bag blocked it from the back, and the skeleton came back from the left. As for Boundaries Negation, the air blade lay horizontally across, slashing over from the right. Their teamwork was naturally seamless. Even if it was an ant, it would be hard to find a gap to escape. Ye Mo Han who was surrounded by the four of them looked at each of their moves as if they were nothing special. They belonged to the second tier in the martial arts world and were below the first tier. However, with the four of them working together, their strength had increased by a dozen times.

Ye Mo Han didn't dare to be careless. He pushed his palms to his right side and used the momentum to lift himself up so that his left foot was on the cloth bag. He then pushed his right foot to the center of the meat ball and kicked it far away. With a rumbling sound, the ball of flesh actually broke the pillar in the middle, but fortunately, this pillar wasn't the roof of Dragon Castle, and the construction of Dragon Castle was very hard, so the broken pillar didn't have any effect on the whole structure of Dragon Castle, only that pitiful wooden ladder, began to fall like fragments. Ye Mo Han's simple action of pushing, stomping, and kicking had cleared the dangerous encirclement. If it was anyone else who was not sure, they would have been killed in the four men's lethal attack. The ball of flesh suddenly accelerated, and its entire body was suddenly enveloped in a layer of fiery red light. At first glance, it looked as if its entire body had been ignited by fire, forming a fireball. The attack this time was a lot stronger than before. The two people behind him combined their strength to attack again. The second brother changed his palms from the top to the bottom, and his Qi blade shot out, forming a net of blades above Ye Han's head, vowing to cut Ye Mo Han into mincemeat.

The internal energy of the five people rose and fell one after another, biting each other. The wooden stairs and the broken pieces were crushed into fine powder, falling down like snowflakes. Ye Wen knew that if he did not quickly end this battle, he would most likely die from the combined attacks of these four people.