Chapter 894: Fighting the Saint of Thieves Again

"Hmm?"

Seeing his heart-python being blocked, Mo Lian was stunned for a moment, then, as if realizing something, he turned his head sharply to look behind him!

At some point, a figure wearing a white duck-billed cap was standing in the wind and snow, a pair of snake-shaped earrings swaying gently;

"It's you? How is it possible..."

Mo Lian's eyes were filled with shock.

Not to mention how Bai Ye could wake up at this time, he had stolen Bai Ye's memory of this skill the moment he stole the "heart-python"... Logically speaking, Bai Ye should have forgotten even how to activate the "heart-python" by now.

But somehow, Bai Ye had activated the "heart-python" again without getting his memory back??

How did he remember it??

"Using my ability to steal my memory... as expected of you." Bai Ye walked slowly through the snow with his hands in his pockets. At the same time, a much smaller heart-python crawled silently from his shoulder, flicking its tongue gently at Mo Lian,

"If I hadn't happened to run into a 'heart-python', I might have really fallen for your trick."

"There's another 'heart-python'?" Mo Lian was incredulous. "How is this possible? There are only a few of us here, where did the third Thief God Path come from? And it just happens to be the [Borrowing the Moon] path?"

Bai Ye raised his eyebrows slightly. He swept his gaze slowly over Chen Ling and the others in the distance, a mysterious smile curling the corners of his mouth,

"Yeah... where did the third Thief God Path come from?"

Chen Ling, bleeding from his seven orifices, stood where he was, pretending not to hear.

Chen Ling had only changed two things by activating his domain this time: first, preventing Jiang Xiaohua from being killed by a single strike, and second, waking up Bai Ye.

After all, Chen Ling and the others were only Tier 4; even combined, they couldn't beat one of Mo Lian's hands. The only one who could help them break the deadlock was Bai Ye... And although Bai Ye had forgotten how to activate his "heart-python," it didn't matter. Chen Ling could use his own "heart-python" to give him a live demonstration.

This feeling was very strange, like a student who had stolen the craft, tapping on the blackboard to highlight key points for a teacher with dementia. Although the teacher was demented, his talent was still there, and he was indeed quick to understand!

Mo Lian's face was extremely gloomy, and he finally said in a low voice:

"So what if you remembered? Your 'heart-python' is ineffective against me, but my 'heart-python' can steal everything you have."

"Oh? You can try."

Bai Ye narrowed his eyes slightly.

The next moment, Mo Lian's "heart-python" instantly crossed the snow, opening its bloody maw to bite at Bai Ye. But before it could get within three meters of Bai Ye, a thicker "heart-python" erupted from the snow and clashed directly with it!

Of course, only Chen Ling, Mo Lian, and Bai Ye could see this scene;

Jian Changsheng and the others didn't have the "heart-python" ability and couldn't feel its presence. They could only vaguely see bursts of snow swirling in the open space between the three, as if something were fighting there.

The two invisible giant pythons wrestled in the wind and snow like dragons. Mo Lian's heart-python was filled with killing intent, constantly trying to bypass the obstruction of Bai Ye's "heart-python" to reach Bai Ye, but Bai Ye's "heart-python" was like a god of war, stronger in both movement and size than Mo Lian's!

Mo Lian had only been able to steal a small piece of Bai Ye's memory earlier by relying on the Silver King's mark on his hat, catching Bai Ye off guard. This time, Bai Ye was on guard and didn't use the "heart-python" to steal his memory at all, using it only for defense. With Mo Lian's half-baked "heart-python" control skills, it was naturally impossible for him to hurt Bai Ye again.

"Bai Ye, I refuse to believe that you can beat me like this??"

Mo Lian's expression changed repeatedly. He gritted his teeth, and the black vines that had been hanging in the air instantly transformed back into a heavy staff, which he used to charge toward Bai Ye along with himself!

Since the "heart-python" couldn't decide the winner, they would have to settle it with the most basic "stealing" method!

The next moment, the two figures flashed rapidly in the snow. In the blink of an eye, they rushed into the city not far away. Bai Ye's "heart-python" whistled and whipped its tail, smashing Mo Lian's "heart-python" into a shop, with Mo Lian following closely behind.

Bai Ye landed lightly on the roof across the street. Before he could make a move, dense weapons appeared out of thin air above his head, like a torrential rain, enveloping him!

In an instant, Mo Lian had stolen all the weapons in the city and used them all to besiege Bai Ye!

Bai Ye didn't look up at the sky but snorted coldly. White light flashed around him, and all the weapons that could have wounded him were stolen away by him from a distance. Even standing under the blades of a thousand weapons, not a single hair was cut.

Bai Ye reached out toward the bowler hat on Mo Lian's head from a distance!

As long as that hat was on Mo Lian's head, Bai Ye was destined to be unable to defeat him. The most important thing now was to take it off!

But as the Silver King's mark inside the bowler hat flashed, Bai Ye's hand grabbed at empty air, which was rare... Under the coverage of the Thief God Path leader's aura, no Thief God Path user could steal this hat.

"Damn it..." Bai Ye's expression grew solemn.

"Haha, I knew you'd have designs on this hat!" Mo Lian laughed loudly, and the black palm in his hand instantly transformed into a long whip full of thorns, whistling toward Bai Ye on the roof!

"It's just a pity... you can't steal it!"

BOOM—!!

A black-clad figure holding a blood-colored sword crashed beside Mo Lian like a cannonball, dust and debris swirling up!

"Senior Bai Ye!" Jian Changsheng shouted, using his long sword to deflect the thorn whip. "I'm here to help you!"

Bai Ye and Mo Lian were too fast. Even if Chen Ling and the others wanted to help, it would take time for them to catch up... Fortunately, they arrived just in time.

Seeing this, Bai Ye said immediately, "Find a way to deal with that hat!"

"Okay!"

Jian Changsheng gripped the sword hilt with five fingers, activating the Thunder-Suppressing Finger to its full potential!

Five thunderclaps intertwined and streaked across the sky. The long sword in his hand was thrown at near-sonic speed, and the blade pointed directly at the bowler hat on Mo Lian's head!

Mo Lian sneered:

"What kind of stray cat or dog dares to join the fun?"

The long sword thrown by Jian Changsheng disappeared the moment it was about to touch the hat, as if stolen by someone from a distance. The next moment, it appeared in front of Jian Changsheng out of thin air, streaking toward him at the same speed!

BOOM—!!

In Jian Changsheng's stunned gaze, his body was blown apart by the sword. Carried by the massive kinetic energy, he flew dozens of meters, crashed through more than a dozen walls, and was finally pinned to a large tree, sword and all!

Jian Changsheng spat out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper!