Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan's expression became ferocious. The strength in his hand gradually increased. Under the effect of his strength, the branches creaked and finally shattered into small pieces of wood shavings.    

Only the evil organization of spectral cultivators, which used the human body as a cultivation method, would have such a strong stink in their cultivation methods.    

Yang Xuan's five senses began to circulate, and he keenly captured the traces around him. From where Yang Xuan was standing, the traces of the battle had been spreading towards the west. At the foot of the mountain to the west of this hill, the traces of the battle gradually disappeared. Many footprints had appeared.    

Obviously, Yuh Qingcheng was no match for the spectral cultivators here. In the end, she was helplessly captured. The footprints on the ground were of different depths, which meant that she was still struggling after being caught. Yang Xuan looked in the direction of the footprints. That was the endless mountain range outside the Profound Gate Pass.    

Yang Xuan couldn't help but frown when he thought of this. If the enemy was hiding in the mountain, it would be troublesome to find them.    

He continued to follow the footprints, because the woods were filled with bushes. Those spectral cultivators were obviously not strong enough to carry a struggling living person with them, so there were still many traces in the woods.    

Since there were traces to follow, Yang Xuan let out a sigh of relief in his heart.    

In a mountain range ten miles away, there was a cave.    

In the cave, a few people dressed in black were sitting together. Beside them, a long-haired woman was tied up. She was leaning against the wall. Although her hair was messy, her face was dirty. However, Yang Xuan could still recognize the face with two dimples on it. It was Yuh Qingcheng, whom he had been looking for all the way.    

"I came out this time to catch a few soldiers in the army of Profound Gate Pass to ask for information and report to them. I didn't expect to meet such a beautiful girl."    

Among the few ghost cultivators, a withered man looked at Yuh Qingcheng with an obscene expression and even licked his lips with his scarlet tongue.    

A fat man at the side patted on the head of the skinny man and reprimanded, "This time, it was Altar Master who ordered us to catch people. If you dare to act rashly and implicate us, aren't you afraid that Altar Master will eat you alive?"    

"What's the big deal? As long as we are a little cleaner, we will first capture this little girl in the wilderness..."    

As the man spoke, the saliva at the corner of his mouth was about to drip down.    

At this moment he suddenly feels a warm liquid flying over from an unknown place and accurately landing on his face.    

The skinny ghost cultivator turned his head to look and found that it was actually Yuh Qingcheng who spat out a mouthful of phlegm towards him. He immediately became angry and scolded Yuh Qingcheng, "Little girl. She was quite domineering! In this wilderness, see if grandpa will serve you well. "    

" Dirty, dirty, despicable, shameless. "    

Yuh Qingcheng had been living a comfortable life since she was young, and she had never seen such a scene before. She was startled by the words of the gaunt ghost cultivator, and in a moment of desperation, a string of the most venomous words that she could think of popped out from her mouth successively.    

However, these spectral cultivators used people as cultivation resources. They were already used to seeing the desperate expressions and helpless cries of the cauldrons that they had grabbed before they died. Yuh Qingcheng was already an outstanding beauty to begin with. Even when she scolded people, she also carried a hint of anger. This involuntarily made the skinny spectral cultivator feel even more excited.    

He took off his clothes and revealed the ribs on his body.    

"Ah ~"    

Yuh Qingcheng screamed and hurriedly closed her eyes.    

Seeing Yuh Qingcheng's appearance, it was not only the skinny spectral cultivator. Even the other ghost cultivators laughed. On the other hand, the gaunt man couldn't restrain himself any longer, and his mind had already resurfaced after he stripped the clothes of the beautiful woman in front of him. The scene of him doing whatever he wanted on her body.    

The other spectral cultivators in the surroundings did not stop him. Instead, they seemed to be looking forward to it.    

Yuh Qingcheng's heart was in a panic. She had never seen such a scene before. In her heart, she had the thought of biting her tongue to commit suicide.    

Just before she made up her mind, a few ghost cultivators suddenly screamed.    

"What happened?"    

Yuh Qingcheng opened her eyes and looked at the scene in front of her in fear.    

She did not know when, but a tall figure appeared in front of her. The figure was holding a long sword, but it was at the tip of the sword. Even though it was so far away, Yuh Qingcheng still felt a sharp pain on her skin.    

"Idiot!"    

Yuh Qingcheng shouted excitedly.    

The figure turned around with deep concern on his face. Her eyes were clear and her eyebrows were straight. That face was the face that Yuh Qingcheng thought of day and night.    

Seeing her beloved appear in front of her at this time, Yuh Qingcheng suddenly felt wronged. Tears fell down. Just a moment ago, if Yang Xuan had appeared a second later... She's going to cut her own tendons to keep her innocence.    

"I thought, I thought I would never see you again."    

She wanted to crawl into Yang Xuan's arms, but because her hands and feet were tied, she could not move.    

"It's okay. I am here," ___ said.    

Yang Xuan turned around and hugged Yuh Qingcheng. He wiped the tears off her face. He patted her shoulder to comfort her. A sharp aura appeared at the tip of his finger. He stretched out his hand and drew a line. The rope on Yuh Qingcheng's body was cut off and fell to the ground.    

"I was sealed by some strange secret technique by them. I can't use my strength right now."    

Yuh Qingcheng said to Yang Xuan. Because of the previous fight, her skirt was cut by a tree branch, revealing her snow white thighs. There were many scratches on her thighs, and there were traces of blood on them.    

Yang Xuan looked at the wounds on Yuh Qingcheng's body with a heartache. Although Yuh Qingcheng felt a little awkward being stared at like that, the care in Yang Xuan's eyes still warmed her heart.    

Yang Xuan took off his coat and covered Yuh Qingcheng's body.    

"Hey, hey, hey, the two of you are so intimate with each other. Have you considered our feelings?"    

The ghost cultivator on the side finally reacted and said angrily to Yang Xuan. Especially the fat one. He waved his iron hammer and threw it at Yang Xuan.    

The iron hammer in the ghost cultivator's hand was about to hit Yang Xuan's head, but Yang Xuan still didn't move.    

When the iron hammer was still a little bit away from Yang Xuan's head, Yang Xuan suddenly moved.    

Putting Yuh Qingcheng down in his arms, Yang Xuan turned around and held the wooden sword in his hand against the incoming hammer. A huge force was transmitted from the wooden sword to the iron hammer, then to the fat ghost cultivator's arm. The fat ghost cultivator felt his arm go soft. Under Yang Xuan's huge force just now... His arm suddenly lost all strength, and the iron hammer in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.    

In the next moment, the tip of Yang Xuan's wooden sword changed direction and pierced towards the heart of the ghost cultivator.