Chapter 114 Trickery

Ye Yang's voice sank, "Take a good look at the video!"

Ye Yang's sword energy hadn't disappeared, but in the video, the four daggers shone brilliantly in an instant, their killing intent soared, and the four corners of the map were completely dyed red with blood.

Ye Yang's sword wasn't aimed at the black-clad woman in front of him, but at the four daggers she had stuck into the map!

The black-clad woman exclaimed, "The sword energy above my head is fake, you're targeting… targeting the others!"

Ye Yang's coldness deepened.

The black-clad woman suddenly turned and stared directly at Ye Yang, "Stop, or…"

Ye Yang said in a deep voice, "You still dare to show me your face?"

The black-clad woman retreated in alarm, covering her face, stopping only when she was standing in the shadows on the second floor. From Ye Yang's angle, he could only see the tips of her shoes outside the shadows.

As Ye Yang forced her to turn, wails of ghosts echoed from the video.

The president sitting at the entrance of the secret room was almost scared out of his wits by the wails, "Help… help… someone… a ghost is coming up!"

The corpse in the secret room had already moved. Ye Yang could even hear the sound of the dead man's palm slapping against the stairs through the video.

The president was acupunctured by Ye Yang, unable to move his body, and unable to turn his head. He could only listen as the dead man in the secret room slowly approached him from behind.

Just as the president was bursting into tears from fear, a pale hand stretched out beside him, the palm pressed tightly against the president's leg, slowly reaching towards the dagger Ye Yang had stuck into the map.

The black-clad woman couldn't deal with Ye Yang, so she activated Xiao Wei, who had died in the newspaper office.

If the dead man pulled out the dagger, Ye Yang's secret technique would be broken without being attacked.

The president, restrained by Ye Yang, didn't know this. He was so frightened that he was a mess of tears and snot, "Xiao Wei… don't look for me… don't look for me! I wasn't the one who killed you, I just… I just… didn't tell you that someone wanted to kill you."

"Those things were all done by others, they have nothing to do with me, grievances have their owners, debts have their debtors!"

As the president was talking incoherently in fear, Xiao Wei's fingertips touched the edge of the dagger.

The cold light on the dagger burst out from Xiao Wei's fingertips, and Xiao Wei's two fingers were instantly cut off at the root. The latter let out a scream and fell back into the secret room. A layer of Yin energy floated on the map pressed down by the dagger.

The black-clad woman exclaimed, "You're playing tricks?"

A cold smile rose at the corner of Ye Yang's mouth. The Yin wind howled in the sword in his hand, and the four daggers in the video sank two inches into the ground without anyone touching them.

The four daggers were nailed into the concrete floor. Even if a top expert forcibly pressed the hilt of the knife, they might not be able to make the dagger sink into the ground so neatly.

Was Ye Yang controlling the curse, or was the dagger itself tracking the opponent?

"You… you deliberately let me break the formation?" The black-clad woman was suspicious. Ye Yang simply refused to speak. She couldn't take down Ye Yang, and she couldn't stop the Wu Clan swordsmanship. For a moment, she was at a loss for what to do.

Ye Yang didn't give her a chance to test him at all. The long sword in his hand began to slowly press down towards the ground.

Although there was nothing under Ye Yang's sword, the tendons on his hand were bulging, as if he was using the sword to break something. Only by constantly exerting force could he sink the sword.

The black-clad woman in the shadows gritted her teeth in anger, but she could do nothing to Ye Yang.

There was a sharp sword hanging in the air, and two experts were watching her intently below. The ghosts under her command had been exhausted. Even if she knew that Ye Yang was cursing her companions, she could only hold out against Ye Yang like this.

Just as the tip of Ye Yang's sword was about to reach the ground, the mobile phone on the table exploded without warning. As the fire from the battery explosion flew up from the table, someone shouted in the dark, "He's bluffing!"

Ye Yang laughed loudly, "Thank you for telling me, otherwise, acting with a fool would really be tiring. Let's go!"

Ye Yang grabbed Feng Ruoxing's wrist and retreated rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he retreated to the outside of the factory building, "Little lunatic, drive, quick!"

As Feng Ruoxing was about to speak, she saw that Ye Yang's face was pale, and even his steps were a bit unsteady.

Feng Ruoxing was shocked. She carried Ye Yang on her back, jumped into the car, broke through the small tree blocking the front of the car, and rushed towards the road, "Where are we going?"

"Run! Run on the road I asked you to arrange!" Ye Yang leaned against the car seat and poured water into his mouth.

Feng Ruoxing knew that Ye Yang was taking pills. It seemed that Ye Yang had paid a considerable price for the duel just now, "How are you?"

"Go! Buy Li Po some time!" Ye Yang's complexion finally recovered a little, "I don't know if that stupid dog can guess what I mean. If the stupid dog goes astray, then our side will be in vain."

Feng Ruoxing exclaimed, "Do you and Li Po have a plan?"

"No!" Ye Yang shook his head, "I'm just betting on the tacit understanding between me and the stupid dog."

"Aren't you already…" Feng Ruoxing originally wanted to say that Ye Yang had already suppressed his opponent with Wu Clan swordsmanship, so why didn't he fight to the end, but she swallowed the words back when they reached her mouth.

This involved Ye Yang's sect secrets, and Feng Ruoxing didn't want to ask any further questions.

Ye Yang took the initiative and said, "What I used just now wasn't witchcraft, but a trick."