Or now Ning Chuan's strength is not strong enough, but as long as Ning Chuan lives, those who have insulted him must die, Nangong Yi is the same, and the ghost face man at the moment is the same!

"Tut-tut...... It's really in danger!"

The man in black disdained Ning Chuan, squatted down, grimaced close to Ning Chuan's face, and said with a cruel smile: "Then you...... Kill me now!"

"Get out!"

With a burst of applause, Ning Chuan raised his right hand, and a small, but extremely sharp thread came out of his hand, which was the coiled dragon silk that had not been used for a long time!

"Whoosh!"

The subtle voice of his life exploded in the air, and even though the ghost-faced man felt the danger, he withdrew dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Tian Lai Novel.23txt. Panlong Silk shot extremely fast, the degree of the ghost-faced man is first-class, and without defense, he directly cut off a piece of flesh and blood on his neck, the blood is second-rate, and it looks extremely fast and terrifying!

"It's a pity ......"

Ning Chuan sighed slightly, even the strongest weapon of the sneak attack, the dragon silk, couldn't help the ghost-faced man, and he tried his best, he no longer had the slightest way, and then, he really had to resign himself to fate.

"Haha......"

The blood could only make the ghost-faced man even more crazy, covering the wound on his neck, the ghost-faced man said gloomily: "Resist, resist, the more you resist, so that when I devour your essence blood, the stronger the power will be!"

As he spoke, his footsteps moved towards Ning Chuan step by step, and he came to Ning Chuan's face again, and his palm was deep and pressed against Ning Chuan's chest.

A powerful suction force came, and the Yuan Force in Ning Chuan's body was actually withdrawn slightly, and in the blink of an eye, more than half of the Yuan Force was completely submerged into the Ghost Face Man's body, and the only thing that didn't move was the gray Yuan Force.

"You devil!"

Ning Chuan's face turned pale instantly, and he said angrily, Yuan Li was withdrawn, and he was not far from death.

"Truly...... Are you only showing up now?"

The ghost-faced man grinned, Ning Chuan's Yuan Force lingered on his wound, but in just a few breaths, the bloody wound recovered as before, and he didn't even see a trace of the wound!

However, at the place of his neck, Ning Chuan appeared a strange skull tattoo, and there was a faint trace of green light oozing out of his hollow eyes, seducing the soul!

"Uhh......hh It's comfortable!"

Absorbing Ning Chuan's Yuan Force, the ghost-faced man seemed to enjoy it very much, and couldn't help but murmur softly, like a drug addict, his whole body was trembling slightly!

"Next...... It's essence blood!"

After two or three breaths, the ghost-faced man seemed to have absorbed all of Ning Chuan's Yuan Power, and stretched out his palm again, resting it on Ning Chuan's chest, ready to extract Ning Chuan's essence blood!

"You!"

A gray yuan force lingered on the fist, and a punch was swung out, directly bombarding out. But Ning Chuan, who didn't have Yuan Li, didn't know how many times slower, and was easily dodged by the ghost-faced man!

The ghost-faced man had a big hand, and Ning Chuan's body didn't listen to his command at all, and flew out directly, crashing into a big tree, blood flowing everywhere.

"The smell of blood is really exciting!"

Without giving Ning Chuan time to breathe, a suction force came from his hand, and Ning Chuan volleyed in the air again, and was pinched by the ghost-faced man's neck. Because of the lack of oxygen, Ning Chuan's face soon turned red, and his eyes widened with anger, which was very terrifying.

"What a hell of a dead pervert!"

Ning Chuan cursed secretly in his heart, the ghost-faced man in front of him could be said to be Ning Chuan's contact with the most powerful evil cultivator, and the wind movement in the past only made Ning Chuan see the scene of his killing in the past. Now that he was there, Ning Chuan knew how terrifying these evil cultivators who had fallen into the devil's path were.

"Boom!"

A fine light went up, and a flying sword came in the air, directly hitting the ghost-faced man's hand, forcing him back a few hundred meters, and at the same time, also letting go of Ning Chuan.

Lying on the ground, Ning Chuan was dressed heavily, and his eyes looked at the scene in front of him without blinking!

After the flying sword forced the ghost-faced man back, it did not stop, and continued to rush towards the ghost-faced man, and the powerful sword qi was extremely powerful, vaguely with a trace of mighty righteousness.

"Damn it!"

The ghost-faced man cursed in a low voice, and the black yuan power in his hand surged out, sweeping out towards the sword qi.

The black qi was majestic, but when he encountered the fierce sword qi, there was also a trace of fear at this time, and he cowered, completely losing the terror he had when he faced Ning Chuan before. If the enemy is weak, I am strong, the momentum of the flying sword is unstoppable, and it is like a bamboo, directly inserted into the black qi, twisting the black qi into a ball!

"Town!"

A voice came, with an irreversible majesty, and a fine light hit the sound of the flying sword!

"Hum~"

A long trilling sound came out from above the sword body, extremely heavy, and spread above the clouds, as if suppressing the violent aura in the Blood Moon Mountain Range. The flying sword was integrated with the essence of light, and the momentum on it rose even more, one after another sword qi came out majestically, and fourteen sword qi flew in the black qi according to a specific trajectory, but in the time of three or four breaths, it had already crushed the surrounding black yuan force into slag and slowly dissipated in the heaven and earth.

"Uhh......h

Obviously, this sword qi has an extremely strong restraint effect on the black yuan power of the ghost-faced man.

"Thirsty for killing evil cultivators, falling into the devil's path, today I, Long Feihu, will do the way for heaven and kill you here!"

As the voice fell, a figure also slowly walked out in the darkness, dressed in green clothes, with a serious face, and there was a faint feeling of not being angry but threatening.

One hand was empty, and the flying sword flew back upside down, and was tightly held in his hand. He slowly came to Ning Chuan's side, probed a trace of Yuan Force into Ning Chuan's body, and after feeling the black Yuan Force in Ning Chuan's meridians, he sighed heavily.

"Young man, you take care of your injuries first, and when I kill the evil beast in front of me, I will tell you slowly when I come back!"

After Long Feihu dropped a sentence, his feet moved, and the whole person rushed out like an arrow off the string.

"Ding~"

The Dragon Flying Tiger swordsmanship was very powerful, and with one step, he had already slashed out seven seven and forty-nine sword qi, surrounding the ghost-faced man, completely blocking the entire space, densely packed.

"I advise you not to meddle in your affairs, lest you lose your life!"

The ghost-faced people were jealous, and they didn't take the lead at this time, but only said in a gloomy threat. In fact, if he had enough strength, he wouldn't have talked nonsense with Long Feihu at all, and would have killed him directly.

Long Feihu is not Ning Chuan, let the ghost-faced man knead, so if he really fights, the ghost-faced man will not talk nonsense with Long Feihu, and even go all out. Otherwise, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.

"I've been traveling south and north for so many years, and I haven't been afraid of anyone!? Just a Heavenly Yuan Realm Great Perfection evil cultivator wants to scare me away? Maybe you think too highly of yourself!"

Long Feihu sneered, and the sword qi that lingered around the ghost-faced man bloomed with a burst of intense light, and the seventy-seven forty-nine sword qi moved in unison, with a humming sound, and rushed towards the ghost-faced man!

At the same time, the ghost-faced man's figure continued to shuttle back and forth in the sword qi, clearly extinguished, and at the same time, the black yuan power surged out, entangled with the sword qi. Rao is he resisted with all his might, but Ning Chuan, who was not far away, could see clearly that the ghost-faced man was not Long Feihu's opponent at all!

The sword qi opened and closed, with a majestic righteousness, fearless, shattering the darkness in front of him and bringing a glimmer of hope into this dark world.

"Go!"

Long Feihu looked at it almost, and with one hand a little empty, forty-nine sword qi condensed into one, turning into a sharp sword like substance, golden light was sheng, and a dragon groan sounded, and continued to rush towards the ghost-faced man!

"Roar!"

The dragon's groan sounded, a golden light flashed, only to feel that the eyes lit up, and the sword passed directly through the body of the ghost-faced man, from the chest to the back, and was pierced by the sword hole into a fist-sized blood hole, which looked very terrifying.

"Uhh......h

The ghost-faced man no longer had a calm look, and the huge blood hole in front of him made him involuntarily cry out in pain, and then half knelt on the ground.

Of course, Long Feihu would not let go of such a good opportunity to attack, and with a twist of his steps, he followed closely, and a seal was struck, landing directly on the lower abdomen of the ghost-faced man. The black qi was everywhere, and the ghost-faced mouth was even more screaming, and it looked extremely painful.

"Leaving you is just a scourge, today, I will send you to the eighteenth layer of hell, so that you will never live!"

With a loud shout, the dragon flying tiger treasure looked solemn, the flying sword had been withdrawn by him, and the golden light between his hands was shining, and one by one the sacred seals were shot out of his hands.

The ghost-faced man, who was already seriously injured, saw the golden seal at this time, his complexion changed drastically, and he forcibly suppressed the injuries on his body, and the black yuan power in his body lingered under his feet, and he didn't hesitate to think about speeding away in the distance.

He knew that if he couldn't escape, there was a good chance he would die here!

"I want to go!"

Long Feihu's eyes widened angrily, the golden light of his hands condensed, the void pushed forward, and a supreme and strong magic seal rushed forward, directly hitting the descendants of the ghost-faced man!

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the ghost-faced man's mouth, and his body staggered, but he didn't dare to stay, but instead raised the black yuan force even more fiercely, turned into a puff of black smoke, and fled three or four miles away in a blink of an eye!

"Long Feihu, today's enemy, he will definitely return it twice as much!"

The ghost-faced man's gloomy voice came, and he had a little more murderous intent than when he teased Ning Chuan before! The appearance of Long Feihu not only made him lose the opportunity to suck Ning Chuan's essence blood, but also caused him to be seriously injured for no reason.

Demon Dao and evil cultivators, the most resentful, if he does not die today, the hatred between Long Feihu and the ghost-faced man can be regarded as a big one.

With a scolding voice, Long Feihu flew his sword out of its sheath, followed the direction of the ghost-faced man's escape, chased after it, and after a while, it had disappeared from Ning Chuan's field of vision, and the entire surrounding area was recovering into darkness.

"Hoo ......"

Yuan Li was drained and seriously injured, Ning Chuan was already very tired at this time, both in terms of mental power and above **.

After the power of heaven and earth rotated, and after making sure that there was no danger around him, Ning Chuan slowly fell into a coma.