Ye Chengfeng's face was pale and gloomy, his whole body was in pain and numbness, and he could not move his upper body at all.

At this time, the power of thunder and lightning dissipated, and Chu Yunqing suddenly pulled out his hand, then formed a fist with his left hand and punched the person opposite him in the chest.

Ye Chengfeng couldn't help but scream amidst the sound of bones cracking. He was completely thrown away, smashing into the bookshelf and being buried under books. There was no movement for a long time.

Chu Yunqing gasped, his right arm trembling a little, and the entire sleeve disappeared, exposing his strong arm.

There were even more fine scars on his right hand, bleeding from them. It looked like cracked porcelain, but it was filled with blood.

This was not injured by the tribulation thunder after the Qi Control Thunder transformed, but was left when it collided with the mysterious sword energy.

Although the sword energy dissipated, it was able to break through the two protective layers of golden light and thunder and lightning, leaving injuries on his body. That sword energy or that jade pendant must not be a mortal thing.

This can already be compared with the divine weapon.

However, this is just a skin injury, and it can be dredged with Qi and blood a few times.

Chu Yunqing looked at the fallen bookshelf opposite and the mess on the ground. Ye Chengfeng, who was buried in the "sea of ​​books", did not move at all.

But in the perception, the other party still has a faint aura.

With Ye Chengfeng's body, his own stab that carried thunder and lightning just now should have been pierced directly and scorched the internal organs. However, because of the mysterious sword energy, it only shattered the collarbone.

As for the last punch that he made up for, Ye Chengfeng, who was completely unprotected, received it so hard that half of his chest collapsed, and his organs might have been punctured by bone fragments.

All in all, unless a miracle doctor was on hand, this man would definitely not survive.

But Ye Chengfeng was born in the Qingjing Sect, mastered many mystical arts, and was the leader of the Qingjing Sect. He should have a lot of life-extending and healing elixirs in his body. Chu Yunqing still felt uneasy if he didn't see him die.

He took a few steps forward, waved his palm into the wind, and swept away all the scattered books.

But when he saw what was underneath, Chu Yunqing's expression suddenly changed.

There is another person, but he is a fool. Ye Chengfeng is missing!

"How is that possible?" Chu Yunqing stepped forward quickly and looked around carefully.

The bookshelf is very ordinary. It is lying on the ground and has no mechanism. The ground is made of fine wood and there is no mechanism. Moreover, this is the third floor, so there will be no tunnel.

Chu Yunqing released his senses and searched carefully, but although the three-story attic was large, it was only such a big place. It seemed empty and there was no breath at all.

Except for the weak energy coming from the straw man in front of me.

Chu Yunqing looked at this straw man who was dressed the same as Ye Chengfeng in size and shape, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Could it be possible that the person he just fought with was actually a straw man all along?

"That's not right!" Chu Yunqing himself had a small assistant. The energy and blood of more than forty years, if divided, would be eighty years of skill. He did not believe that if he was just a stand-in for Ye Chengfeng, he would

With such power, otherwise this method that can ignore cultivation level is really no different from ghosts and gods.

Moreover, the sword energy and the deer-shaped jade pendant Seven-Star Sword that saved Ye Chengfeng's life cannot be faked.

"Is this all an illusion?" Chu Yunqing shook his head and took out the dragon scale.

It's cold in hand, and under the candlelight, the cold light flows, revealing mystery.

He reached into his arms again and touched the handle of Qingxuan's small axe. The coolness of the handle made him calm down.

When I opened my eyes and looked again, the scene in front of me was still the same, unchanged.

"It's not a cover-up." Chu Yunqing breathed a sigh of relief.

What he was actually afraid of was that Zhou Wangchao was lying to him. In fact, the dragon scale was used to plot against him. But now it seemed that he was overthinking it, and it was really Ye Chengfeng who had other tricks.

"Alchemist." Chu Yunqing clicked his tongue, his heart becoming more solemn.

He kicked the straw man on the ground with his foot, and suddenly, there was a crisp sound of something falling to the ground.

Chu Yunqing's eyes moved. It was a topaz jade pendant in the shape of a deer. However, the red thread was broken and fell to the ground.

And the weak energy that I had sensed before did not come from this straw man, but from this jade pendant.

"Seven Star Sword." Chu Yunqing's eyes were focused, and with a random move, his true energy roared, and the jade pendant fell into his hand.

It is not as cold as other jade stones, nor is it warm. Instead, it feels warm, like a hand stove with a charcoal fire.

Chu Yunqing looked carefully and found that there was a slight crack on it. As for what was inside, or how many more there were, he couldn't tell.

It's not that he can't see through it, or that the jade looks ordinary, but once you stare at it for a long time, there seems to be a layer of fog in front of you, preventing you from seeing clearly, as if to prevent people from peeking out of the jade pendant.

The mystery is general.

"Who left this behind? Where did Ye Chengfeng get it? Was it from the Purity Sect or was there another chance?" Chu Yunqing frowned and grasped the Seven Star Sword tightly, "How could he give up such a precious thing?

, was it deliberately placed on a straw man to act as a stand-in to make it more real, or was this straw man actually just a means for the stand-in to escape?"

He couldn't figure it out, and because he knew very little about the foreign warriors, he couldn't guess.

Chu Yunqing searched the room for a while, using the tablecloth to carry a lot of bottles of elixirs and books he couldn't understand. Finally, he grabbed the straw man and jumped out from the third floor.

I'm afraid the only one who can answer his questions now is Zhou Wangchao.

…

On the other side, what Chu Yunqing didn't notice was that after he left, there were waves of suppressed roars coming from the small class room where he had been before.

The young alchemist who called himself Fang Xing before was now covering his head with one hand and his heart with the other, rolling on the ground.

His whole body was soaked with cold sweat, his face was extremely pale, as if he was enduring some severe pain that was unbearable for ordinary people, and his expression was full of ferociousness.

He clenched his teeth so hard that they bled.

On the table nearby, there was a seemingly ordinary writing brush, but the barrel was full of cracks.

And on the old-looking book, the words written one by one faded away like ink fading away, and the lifelike illustrations of the characters looked more like someone had maliciously daubed them, making them dark and twisted.

These paintings are of the same person, but with different faces.

But now, large areas of ink seem to appear out of thin air, and seem to have climbed up and been smeared wantonly.

After an unknown amount of time, the muffled sound subsided.

Fang Xing gasped, lying on the ground, looking at the dark roof, his eyes full of resentment.

"Chu Yunqing!" He gritted his teeth, the killing intent in his heart was overwhelming, and he wanted to cut him into pieces with a thousand knives.

He is definitely Fang Xing, but also Ye Chengfeng.

"If you ruin my plan, I swear to kill you!" He clenched his fists tightly and his nails pierced the palms of his hands.

He vowed to investigate this person named Chu Yunqing and know everything about him, and he would not let go of anyone or anything related to him, no matter what it was.
Chapter completed!