Generally speaking, when masters who have reached Ye Liang's level fight with each other, there is usually only one move or countless moves.

With Ye Liang's killing power, it was no problem to find an excellent opportunity and instantly kill a master of the same level.

At least, you can also establish a huge advantage and make yourself invincible.

Fortunately, Ye Liang had just saved a hand, and now the other party was thirty meters away and could no longer find Ye Liang.

But within thirty meters.

Ye Liang already had the confidence to kill with one strike.

As he shuttled through the intricate passages of the sewer at high speed, he did not take the fastest way to get there, but instead took a detour to a side path.

In a master duel, if you fail to pay attention for a moment, the consequences will be extremely fatal.

Red Bone Needle is definitely not a fool.

The place where his attention is now is the fastest shortcut.

But as soon as he finds that the time is wrong, he will instantly shift his attention to other channels.

As long as it lasts long enough.

The red bone needle will naturally shift its attention to the rear, the farthest road.

But in fact.

Ye Liang was not there at all.

"Three...two...one!"

After chanting three times silently in his heart, Ye Liang's figure instantly sprang out from the third road that was neither near nor far away, like a ghost, making no sound at every step.

Thirty meters distance.

For Ye Liang, it only takes a moment.

However, that was when Ye Liang's blade had already been swung towards a black shadow in the center of the passage, and the blade was only three inches away from the black shadow.

Ye Liang's movements stopped instantly, as if he pressed the pause button.

"Uhhhh!!!"

at the same time.

A weak scream came from Ye Liang's feet, and immediately afterwards, a weak thump was heard, as if something fell to the ground.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, held the short knife upside down, and gently tapped the black figure in front of him with the handle of the knife. A hard touch that was not like human flesh came out, and there was a "dong" sound.

Look at your feet again.

Although it was pitch dark here and he couldn't see his fingers, Ye Liang could still vaguely see clearly with his night vision. An old man was lying on the ground with his eyes closed tightly, as if he had fainted.

Ye Liang suddenly realized something and slapped his head.

Oh shit.

It turned out that he had misunderstood from the beginning. This subtle aura was not a red bone needle deliberately concealing its aura, or that of other masters.

In fact, this is just an ordinary old man who is so angry that he is about to die...

And the dark figure that looked like a human figure in front of him was just an ordinary sewer pipe.

Think of this.

Ye Liang let out a long sigh.

If he carefully distinguishes for a while, he will definitely be able to detect the problem, but in a battle between masters, the slightest carelessness can be fatal.

It was impossible for Ye Liang to release his spiritual consciousness all the time, so every time he released his spiritual consciousness, he would withdraw it like an electric shock.

That moment was too short, and coupled with the preconception that this was a master of the same level, it led to Ye Liang's current misunderstanding.

Fortunately, he hasn't made any big moves yet, otherwise he would be really exposed.

Thinking like this.

Ye Liang then lowered his head, looked at the old man, reached out and pressed his chest, frowning slightly.

"He was seriously injured... as if he was beaten by a warrior..." Ye Liang's face darkened and he murmured in a low voice: "Several ribs were broken, but the vital parts were not injured... so it was not fatal.

...Was it accidentally injured by Gang Qi?"

At this moment, the lowest level warriors in the sewers should all be at the War Sect level.

If Zhan Zongjing were to attack this old man, it would be more difficult not to kill him than to kill him. If he accidentally failed to control his strength, he could knock the old man to pieces.

"The Kamisato family probably hasn't sent anyone here yet, so who is fighting with the Chihong family?"

Ye Liang murmured in a low voice, took out a pill given by Li Zizai from his arms, and fed it into the old man's mouth.

The old man himself almost didn't have much breath left. Ye Liang didn't notice his breath at first because he was almost out of breath.

If it hadn't been for a moment of reflection, Ye Liang might not have known that such a person was still here until his death.

But after being frightened by Ye Liang who suddenly appeared just now, the old man is now close to death.

In order to be able to ask useful words.

Ye Liang could only take out this very precious elixir.

After stuffing the elixir into the old man's mouth, Ye Liang gently patted his chest to make him swallow the elixir, and then helped the old man up.

Ye Liang sat behind him, put his hands on his back, injected infuriating energy, and helped heal his injuries.

It didn't take long.

The old man's breath gradually stabilized. Although it was still weak, at least he was out of danger.

What Ye Liang fed was the magical medicine that Li Zizai personally refined. When used on ordinary people, it is not an exaggeration to say that it can bring the dead back to life, and the bones can be regenerated into flesh. As long as the patient is still alive, he can be revived.

really.
Chapter completed!