Chapter Eighty-Eight: It's a pity that this seat doesn't have a face at all!

"I also ask my seniors to show me the way out. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info "The altar owner stubbornly asked.

"Take this seat to attack, of course, this seat will not go all out. As long as you can survive the attack of this seat, this seat will let you live. Song Shuhang stretched out a finger and said.

Once the shame reaches a critical point, it will be completely shattered like the three views.

After Shuhang took a bite and sat down, he felt less ashamed, and his words became smooth.

The altar master's face was white and black, and the blow of the unfathomable senior, even if the other party would not shoot with all his strength, but even if it was just a flying sword, he could cut half his life!

However, he had no choice.

If you are attacked once, you may die, but there is still a chance to live.

If you don't accept the conditions of your predecessors, then the other party only needs to sacrifice the flying sword, and you can cut off his head as a night pot in minutes.

And...... He also has hole cards. As an evil path ghost cultivator, he has a strange life-saving method, maybe he can bear a blow from the other party at the cost of 'dying' once.

Thinking of this, the altar master gritted his teeth and said, "Is this true?"

"This seat is also a figure with a head and a face in the monk world, how can I scorn a junior like you. Song Shuhang said coldly, and continued to look down at the altar master with the eyes of an ant.

has a head and a face, Shuhang is not lying. Because as long as it is a normal person, it has a head and a face. Don't you have a head and a face?

"Please also ask the seniors to be merciful. The altar owner smiled bitterly, and his wry smile made people feel that even if they were thousands of miles apart, they were still extremely bitter.

Darkly, a pure ghost creature broke through the seal in the main body of the altar and quietly wrapped the body of the altar owner.

Pure ghosts are ghosts that do not have resentment, so they are not afraid of ordinary exorcism spells.

Of course, it is not easy for this kind of pure ghost to be born, you must know that the birth of ghost things is often because of resentment. A pure ghost must be a good person who is rotten to the bone, because he has been hung up because of a very wronged thing. But he is a good man, and he doesn't care about that grievance at all, so he has the chance to become a pure ghost......

"Then I will receive a sword from this seat!" Song Shuhang looked indifferent, and with a twist of his fingers, a piece of rune paper appeared on his fingertips.

The 'sword talisman' given by the master of the Seven Life Fu Mansion, this talisman is intended to be used for attack, and when you use it, you only need to activate the talisman treasure and drink the word 'sword'. Once it is unleashed, it can turn into a sword qi attack at the level of a third-grade Houtian War King, and it is no problem to split mountains and open stones. Ordinary second-grade true master-level monks, if they don't have any special defense means on their bodies, they will lose half their lives if they don't die with a sword.

When he saw this talisman treasure, the altar owner was about to crush his teeth secretly...... As a bitter low-level small casual cultivator, what I hate most is this kind of local tyrant who smashes people with charms!

"Stand still, junior. Pray for your own luck. Song Shuhang pinched the Fu Bao, the momentum was magnificent, and his heart was hard to hold back: "Sword!"

Faintly, an illusory figure appeared behind Shuhang.

The figure slashed at the altar owner with a sword sign.

The brilliant sword light was excited from the sword talisman, and as soon as the sword light came out, there was no other thing in the carriage, as if there was only this sword light left between heaven and earth!

This sword light is a wonderful sword technique!

In an instant, the altar master who was locked by the sword light felt that his body was imprisoned, and he couldn't move an inch.

Even dodging is a luxury. He could only stand there and watch the sword slash at him!

Humiliation, hatred, fear?

The heart of the altar owner seems to have overturned the seasoning, and the five flavors are mixed, and the taste is indescribable.

The sword light came to the body, but it only made a slight contact sound of 'zi~'.

However, the body of the altar owner was like tofu, easily cut in half, and fell to the ground with a bang.

But there was not a trace of blood from the wound......

Monk Yang smacked his lips, and that's the end of it? A terrifying and powerful second-grade true master-level monk died like this?

There was silence in the carriage.

Song Shuhang did not relax his vigilance, he held a 'armor talisman' in his left hand, and grabbed two 'sword talismans' with the other hand, staring at the body of the altar master on the ground.

The other party is a monk who was active in the Ghost Lantern Temple in J City fifty or sixty years ago, and as long as the mess is not too miserable, there will always be one or two life-saving things on his body.

Thinking of this, Song Shuhang grimaced and said in a deep voice: "It's quite a bit of ability, since you have taken over the sword of this seat, let you live." Get up, get out of sight of this seat! Remember, don't let this seat see you again! forever!"

The skill of deception, Song Shuhang has practiced to make perfect.

Monk Yang was stunned for a moment--under such a terrible sword, that second-grade ghost cultivator was still alive?

It can't be, right?

However, as soon as Song Shuhang's voice fell, the corpse of the altar master who had been cut in half on the ground slowly turned into black smoke and drifted into the air.

Then, the altar master appeared in place with a pale face, and a deep sword mark was left on his forehead. At the critical time, although he relied on life-saving means to save his life, the sword was too domineering, and he was left with a deep sword wound. The remnants of the sword qi were in the wound on his forehead, making him feel painful.

"Thank you seniors for not killing. The altar owner endured the pain and said, "The junior will leave immediately." ”

Since he has been discovered by this senior, there is no point in hiding it any longer.

The other party does seem to be a man of his word, and he wants to let him live. And if he can't hide, if he annoys this senior and finds an excuse for him to make another sword, he will really hit the street.

With that, the ghost who was also seriously injured behind the altar master floated over and brought a black suitcase.

This box contains the important belongings of the altar owner. Some things were too precious, and he didn't dare to stay in the Luoxin neighborhood of J City. So, he carried all these things with him in a black box.

"Is it really still alive?" the foreign monk couldn't believe it.

Looking at the miserable white face in front of him, Song Shuhang also sighed in his heart. This thing is really alive.

In order to live, this guy is also quite hard.

It's a pity, if he is really a senior who cares about face and keeps his word, maybe he will really let him live.

But, I'm not ready to face at all! All I want is to kill you!

If I don't kill you, I won't eat well and sleep restlessly. I won't be able to live in the future!

Therefore, at the moment when the altar owner lifted the black box and turned away with difficulty...... Song Shuhang shot again!

"Sword!sword!" he held a 'sword talisman' in each of his left and right hands, activating them at the same time.

Who knows if this altar master still has the means to save his life, so two sword talismans are put on together in one breath! If it weren't for the fact that a person only has two hands and can only use two sword talismans, Song Shuhang can't wait to use the rest of the sword talismans in one go!

The brilliant sword light was excited from the sword talisman again, and the two sword lights slashed at the altar master in an X-shape.

The altar owner remained vigilant before leaving, but to no avail.

The two sword lights are too fast, and once locked, they also have the ability to imprison the enemy.

After the sword flashed, the altar master's body was cut into four pieces and fell to the ground again. But this time, he had no means to save his life, and he was dead.

The body of the second-grade monk is extremely strong, and even if it is cut into pieces, the altar owner has not immediately rushed into the street. His head was staring at Song Shuhang, and there were countless sentences in his heart that he wanted to curse, but in the end he could only turn into two resentful words: "No ...... Shame!"

Although I knew that the other party was good at using poison and his personality must be capricious, the other party was shameless to this extent, it was too bottomless.

"Hehe, whatever you want. "Song Shuhang quickly grabbed a talisman treasure in his hand, which was the 'Evil Breaking Talisman'.

The altar owner has hit the streets, but his resentful ghost is still alive.

Cut the grass to the roots, so as not to cause trouble!

If Song Shuhang is alone, he doesn't have to worry about any troubles. But sadly, he is not.

"Break!" The spiritual power of the evil talisman hurricane rose again, hitting the two carriages.

The '......squeak' ghost screamed bitterly, and the extremely weak bitter you didn't even have a chance to escape, and was directly purified by the spiritual power of the evil charm.

Knock~~ The black suitcase fell to the ground.

And the dying altar master was also purified by the spiritual power of the evil talisman once. so that he lost even the strength to fight back to the death.

At the thought that he was going to die, the altar owner's head went blank, and his mouth cried out intermittently: "Don't ...... Face! in a word...... Jiuding, I ...... Phew!"

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