C52 It Was about the Life and Death of the Human Race!

The man's face darkened. He just asked Yih Xuan to leave... In fact, he also wanted Yih Xuan to spread the news. The man in the raincoat knew his own body very well. After being treated by the divine light, although his injuries were slightly better, there was still a huge gap between him and recovering. With his current physical condition... He could only barely block the middle-aged man holding the folding fan for a short period of time. Defeating him was simply wishful thinking!

Although Yih Xuan's words made the man in the raincoat unhappy, he was still a member of the Human Clan. If Yih Xuan could leave this place, the news here could also be sent out, so that no one outside would know about it.

"The opening of the passageway is unavoidable. Now,i can only try my best to spread the news here." The man in the raincoat thought to himself.

"Youngster,i don't care what you do. Later,i will try my best to stall him. Take this opportunity to escape and send the news to your elders. This is a matter that concerns the life and death of the Human Clan. We can't afford to be careless!" The man in the raincoat said to Yih Xuan in a low voice.

Yih Xuan furrowed his brows. The matter didn't seem to be as simple as he thought. Just now, Yih Xuan was too far away from the two of them, so he had no idea what they were talking about. He also didn't know what kind of thing he was going to face.

"Is it related to the life and death of Human Clan?" Yih Xuan thought in his heart, "What is so serious about this matter?" From the expression of the man in the raincoat, Yih Xuan knew that he wasn't exaggerating. And what the man in the raincoat did just now... It also made Yih Xuan believe 70% of what he said. Plus, no one would lie about such a thing. Therefore, when it came to what the man in the raincoat said... Yih Xuan didn't have much doubt about it.

It was precisely because he believed what the man said that Yih Xuan was a little surprised and uncertain. "Could it be related to this middle-aged man holding a folding fan? But his cultivation base is only at the Peak of the Ninth Level Mystic!" Yih Xuan rejected in his heart, "Although his cultivation base is very strong to me, but to threaten the entire Human Clan, that is nonsense."

"Since it is not him, what could it be?" It was obviously impossible to ask the man in the raincoat now. Even if he didn't say whether he would say it or not, he wouldn't have the time. Yih Xuan could only keep looking for answers from all the known details. However, he did not hear the conversation between the two. Yih Xuan did not have any clues at all.

"Could it be related to this heavenly divine metal?" Yih Xuan looked at the Heavenly Divine Metal with a thoughtful expression.

"If you want to open the passageway, you have to step over my corpse first!" The man in the raincoat roared and charged at the middle-aged man holding the folding fan with his long spear.

The middle-aged man with the folding fan snorted coldly as he waved his folding fan to meet the attack.

Although both of them were heavily injured, they still exchanged blows. Although both of them were heavily injured, when they exchanged blows, it could be seen that the middle-aged man holding the folding fan held the upper hand. Every strike of the middle-aged man holding the folding fan would cause the man in the raincoat to be in danger. It was as if his head would be separated from his body in the next moment. However, the attack of the man in the raincoat was completely ineffective against the middle-aged man holding the folding fan. He would either be scattered or easily dodged.

However, the man did not care at all. The long spear in his hand continued to stab at the middle-aged man who was holding the folding fan. Unknowingly, the location of their battle had already arrived.

"It's now. Let's go!" The man in the raincoat shouted.

The middle-aged man holding the folding fan was shocked. He knew that he had fallen into the man's trap. His body moved, and the middle-aged man holding the folding fan was about to return to his original place. However, the man in the raincoat fought with his life on the line to prevent him from returning.

The middle-aged man holding the folding fan was furious, and the attack in his hand became even more intense. If Yih Xuan managed to escape, he was afraid that he would also have to bear a huge sin. Under this even more powerful attack, the man in the raincoat kept retreating, and it was obvious that he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.

"Hurry up and leave! Do you want to die here?" The man in the raincoat sounded extremely anxious.

However, Yih Xuan didn't move at all.

He watched the man in the raincoat retreat, as if he would die in the next second. Yih Xuan had a complicated expression on his face. He did not know if he should help him. Although the man in the raincoat gave him a very good feeling, Yih Xuan had experienced too much in the past few months. Regarding these matters, Yih Xuan didn't dare and wouldn't easily believe them anymore.

Just as Yih Xuan was hesitating, the battle between the two men in the raincoat had already reached its end.

"Ah!"

The man was sent flying by a fan and landed right next to Yih Xuan. Pu! A large mouthful of blood was spat out by the man in the raincoat. The man in the raincoat had a struggling expression on his face. He wanted to get up again, but when he moved, only the sound of bones cracking could be heard.

"Ah!"

The man in the raincoat screamed. The slap just now had almost broken his entire body. Although the man in the raincoat still had an unyielding look on his face, he knew that there was no hope left. The man in the raincoat looked at Yih Xuan, and a look of despair flashed across his eyes.

"Why didn't you run away? How good would it be if you ran away!" The man in the raincoat's tone was filled with doubt, but more of it was endless regret.

Seeing the miserable state of the man in the raincoat, Yih Xuan could not help but feel a trace of bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

"Did I really do something wrong?"

He looked at the man who was about to die and felt sorry for him for not being able to escape. Yih Xuan realized that all the reasons he had thought of were so pale.

"Hehe, so what if he's the descendant of the Heaven Murder Devil Envoy? He's going to die in my hands!" The middle-aged man holding the folding fan said with disdain.

Yih Xuan took a deep breath. He turned around and faced the middle-aged man holding the folding fan.

"Wrong, let me make it up to you!"

Yih Xuan stretched his hand to his waist and slowly pulled out the Zixiao Sword.

"What? You want to fight me too?" The middle-aged man holding the folding fan sneered.

Yih Xuan did not say anything. The Zixiao Sword pointed at the middle-aged man holding the folding fan.

The middle-aged man holding the folding fan was furious when he saw this. Forget about the man in the raincoat. You want to fight with me?

"You don't know the difference between life and death!"

With a wave of the folding fan, a black wind rushed towards Yih Xuan.

"Be careful!" The man in the raincoat hurriedly said.

Yih Xuan was expressionless as he quietly waited for the black wind to approach. The black wind had yet to approach. Wails of vengeful souls were heard coming towards Yih Xuan. Along with the wails, countless vengeful souls appeared in front of Yih Xuan, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. Although Yih Xuan was shocked, he didn't panic. When the middle-aged man holding the folding fan and the man in the raincoat were fighting, Yih Xuan had guessed that this black wind contained a soul attack. Although he had never seen a soul attack before, however, Yih Xuan had learned about soul attacks from all kinds of information.

Soul attacks were divided into three types: illusion, killing, and control. The attack carried by the black wind was obviously an illusion. In the face of an illusion attack, as long as one stayed true to his heart, there wouldn't be much of a problem. Yih Xuan's mind moved, and he prepared to condense his will to resist this soul attack.

Before Yih Xuan could make a move, an extremely tiny sword in Yih Xuan's sea of consciousness suddenly shook. A layer of extremely weak light was emitted from the sword. This weak light instantly spread across Yih Xuan's entire sea of consciousness. The place where the countless vengeful souls entered was originally the sea of consciousness of Mystics. Naturally, it was also illuminated by this weak light.

The vengeful souls stopped moving, as if they had turned into statues in an instant. Crack crack crack. Cracks suddenly appeared on every vengeful soul. Following that, the sound of glass shattering could be heard, and the vengeful souls instantly turned into ashes.

Yih Xuan looked at the small sword in his sea of consciousness, and his face revealed a surprised expression. From the information left behind by the Chaotic Sword Technique, Yih Xuan knew that this small sword in his sea of consciousness was the Heart of the Sword Dao. However, the specific function of the sword was not recorded in the Chaotic Sword Technique. It only said to let people explore it by themselves.

Yih Xuan tried many methods, but he still could not figure out its exact function. It was like a cloud. He could see it, but he couldn't touch it. Yih Xuan felt helpless. He could only let it go. In any case, it stayed in its sea of consciousness and did not cause any trouble, except for taking up some of Yih Xuan's place. It did not cause any harm to Yih Xuan either.

Until today, this small sword had inadvertently made a move. Yih Xuan's mind moved closer to the small sword in his sea of consciousness, trying to find more uses for it. But after several attempts, Yih Xuan was depressed to find that apart from moving at the beginning, this small sword also moved. At other times, it had returned to its motionless state.

"Although I didn't find any other uses for it, at least now I know that it can protect people's consciousness. Other wonderful uses. I believe that when my cultivation base increases,i will definitely know" Yih Xuan consoled himself. The sea of consciousness was the soul of a human. It was much more important than the Sea of Qi! If the Sea of Qi was destroyed, you would at most be a cripple. If your Sea of Consciousness is destroyed... If his sea of consciousness was destroyed, he would not be able to reincarnate even if he wanted to!

It wasn't easy for Easy Pavilion to consider many things as Black Wind had already arrived.

Yih Xuan's face was extremely serious. Although the middle-aged man holding the folding fan did not use his full strength, the power of this fan had also reached the full strength of an ordinary late eighth level Mystic!

The second part came. The moonlight tried to make up for the two things that she owed a few days ago. The moon was asking for some recommendations here ~ ~ ~