"Torah—"

The piercing sound of metal was accompanied by a series of dazzling sparks, reflecting the Sen Sen ghost aura in Fang Xiang's hand, the remaining two fingers pulled the blade apart, and the intact other hand slashed at the bloody hole on Duan An's face.

Boom!

After kicking each other's legs, the two figures separated.

Fang Xiang gasped, his triangular eyes revealed cruelty and pain, but his face was numb, his face was as white as a ghost, the pain of the spiritual light being swallowed had already caused his facial nerve to die, if he continued to let the skull eat, before the two of them could fight for life and death, he would die by himself.

"This bunny is enchanted!"

Duan An's state at this time was very strange, his face was spread with blood-colored patterns like a mandala, covering the blood holes on both sides of his cheeks, and his black pupils had turned into blood-colored eyes.

The ghost head at the hilt of the knife emitted a scarlet swaying blood light.

The young man's state was so bad that he couldn't control this ghost-headed broadsword that had been inherited for hundreds of years, and the tyrannical killing intent was full of water waves rippling at the bottom of his eyes.

Boom!

Duan An stepped on his feet, his figure disappeared in place, Tu Lang pulled up a curtain several meters high behind him, and came to Fang Xiang in just one step, the scarlet sword light set off a piercing chill, and slashed straight to his neck.

Just like the head that has been cut off on the Dharma field for hundreds of years, it is simple and crisp to separate the head and hand of the person in front of you!

At the same time, this dilapidated temple, which had been battered by wind and rain for more than ten years, finally collapsed under the great force.

Under the light of the knife, Fang Xiang's cruel face was reflected, a deep and dim glow flashed in his pupils, and the ghost aura of Sen Sen spread to his arms in an instant, and with the skull on his wrist, he shook it violently, setting off a whistling wind and slashing on the blade from top to bottom.

Clang~

I saw that the skull of the skeleton slashed at the blade of the ghost head broadsword and suddenly burst out into a black whirlwind, and the scarlet knife light suddenly deviated from the neck, cutting off Fang Xiang's other arm.

And at this moment, a terrible and piercing whistling sound suddenly erupted in the air.

I saw Fang Xiang take half a step forward, approaching him, and his fist hit Duan An's eyebrow bone like an off-string arrow after a short period of accumulation.

Boom!

A figure shot out of the ruins, knocking down several layers of walls one after another, and slammed into an abandoned ancient well, sending smoke in all directions.

Fang wanted to walk out of the ruins, lose a hand, and change Duan An's life, this deal is extremely cost-effective no matter how you look at it, this puppy who chased him all day is finally dead!

The corners of his mouth twitched, trying to smile heartily, but he couldn't.

As soon as I thought about this, the taste of victory became extremely dry for a while.

It's just that......

There seemed to be a strange sound in the smoke in the distance, Fang Xiang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart!

"You ***** this, and you won't die?"

Wind and snow mixed with dust and mist, and a figure staggered to its feet.

Duan An didn't seem to feel pain, he stood up with the knife, and the ghost-headed big knife in his hand completely changed at this time, the knife body was covered with vein-like lines, and it was like a heart beating together.

The mandala pattern on his face was even more intensely scarlet, and his head was sunken in, a fist deep, and he could vaguely see the white brain.

In the next second, with a continuous "poof" sound, the broken bone fragments were squeezed out, and the injuries on Duan An's body were rapidly recovering at an unimaginable speed.

However, in just two breaths, the bloody holes on the sides of the cheeks and the sunken brain were already restored.

"Is there any mistake?"

This scene was seen by Fang Xiang the whole time, and he suddenly felt that the knife in the young man's hand was even more evil than his own skull, and his whole person was about to suck it dry, but the person's head was almost broken by himself, and he was able to stand up again, and his injuries were all healed.

He glanced at the knife marks on his body, only to see that the wound had not healed at all, and looked at the ghost-headed big knife in Duan An's hand with extremely jealous eyes, this knife is really too evil, how can it be played like this!?

And......

Fang Xiang looked at the skull on his wrist, and couldn't stop cursing in his heart: "Damn! Damn! Damn!"

"This ghost thing is getting more and more greedy, you must know that it saved the life of a hundred people before, and now it is just a matter of arranging a fantasy world and eating it up?!"

Duan An's evil sect directly made Fang Xiang's ferocity and tyranny dissipate completely, he is a person who cherishes his life, after a moment of blood bravery, he is deeply afraid, after weighing the pros and cons, he took advantage of the fact that the young man has not yet been killed, and began to retreat quietly.

At this moment, there were two footsteps in the distance, one far and one near, and a black streamer actually flew to Fang Xiang's feet.

In the next moment, Jiang Ru and the fox rushed in one after the other,

It's good to die or not, these two people gambled on the pace of Fang wanting to retreat one after the other, so that he couldn't stand or walk, and he couldn't figure out what the purpose of the two people who suddenly appeared.

For a while, the three of them stood on three legs, staring at each other, and the momentum between them was instantly tense.

The fox still had a bow and arrow in his hand, and Fang Xiang recognized at first glance that the arrow feathers at his feet were shot from the hands of the man in black opposite, and the dangerous light in his triangular eyes flickered, but he hid the skull on his wrist behind him without leaving a trace.

Master Jiang was in a mess at this time, covered with dirt and blades of grass, and his lips were very chapped.

He stood by the gap in the wall, his eyes moving slightly, observing his surroundings while taking a deep breath softly, straining his strength and planning a new escape route.

The fox's killing intent has always been firmly locked on him, like a man's back.

Jiang Ru couldn't understand why he was running half an hour ahead, and these people could still find him, so that when he got to the back, he didn't care about which direction he should run, and he only had one thought in his heart, that is, to run, run back to Shangdang County, and definitely not die here.

In order to avenge his wife and children, he did not hesitate to eat his conscience, and he would never allow himself to die here, which is why he immediately ran here when he heard the sound of a fight here.

As for the fox, his reaction was a bit interesting, his eyes were firmly nailed to Fang Xiang's body, but his qi was locked on Jiang Ru's body, his eyes were fixed on Fang Xiang's arm, and a trace of doubt flashed.

"Just now...... Is that the hell that thing?"

"Neither of them can be let go. ”

He raised his eyes and looked at Fang Xiang, his double sockets were sunken, his face was extremely pale, and the whole person looked skinny, but the only thing that made him feel some palpitations was that a ghostly light flashed in the other party's eyes from time to time.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the fox seems to have seen countless human faces from Fang Xiang's pupils, which is extremely terrifying.

Just when the three of them were at a stalemate.

Duan An's figure roared over, he was carrying a knife, looking at the two people who suddenly appeared, he was a little puzzled for a while, and couldn't help tilting his head, as if he was wondering which one was better to kill?

Paragraph ...... Duan An?" Jiang Ru looked at the strange young man in front of him, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he shouted with some uncertainty: "Duan An, is it you?"

The person on the other side was very different from the appearance of the young man in his memory, with blood-colored pupils full of murderous intent, strange blood-colored lines spreading across his face, and a ghost-headed broadsword that looked like life.

But Jiang Ru can be sure that this person is Duan An, the reason why the appearance is very different is because of his temperament and expression, aside from these factors, Duan An's appearance is not difficult to identify.

For a while, Jiang Ru was a little surprised, since Duan An was here...... He tilted his head slightly to look at Fang Xiang, that is......

This person is Fang Xiang?!

How did Fang Xiang become like this?

Ever since he had heard about Fang Xiang in the black prison that day, he had found a time to come to the portrait of this person, with triangular eyes, a face full of flesh, and a fierce and vicious appearance.

And now...... How did he become this skinny appearance, the loose skin clinging to the bones, only the deep malice shot straight out of his eyes.

Hearing some familiar shouts, Duan An turned his head to look at Jiang Ru, and then at Fang Xiang, the killing intent in his pupils condensed into a substantial red glow.

Even if it was manic killing intent that controlled the body at this time, it would not forget who beat him like that.

As soon as he thought of this, Duan An's body leaned slightly, bowed down, and drew his knife!

The scarlet blood moon rose brilliantly in the night, and this attack actually enveloped the other two inside.

Under the poignant moonlight, there is a deadly killing machine.

On the other side, Jiang Ru, as if he was an unpredictable prophet, rolled several donkeys in advance to avoid the incoming sword light, shrunk and hidden, directly exposing the fox behind him, and then crawled and flew to a pile of rocks, watching the battle.

A series of movements were completed almost in the blink of an eye, and even the fox himself did not react, and several more flower-like knife lights slashed straight at his neck.

Angry, his eyes were about to split, he pulled out the short knife on his waist with his backhand, bent down and bowed, his muscles and muscles made a bowstring-like trembling sound, and the qi and blood of his whole body boiled wildly in an instant.

Chop!

The sword light full of Sen Han's killing machine was like a vicious thunderbolt slashing down in the air, smashing the blood moon straight away, and slashing at Fang Xiang who was trying to escape without losing his remaining strength.

"Ahh

"You should die!

Fang Xiang roared angrily, the whites of his eyes completely disappeared, replaced by inky darkness, and the skull on his wrist turned into charred powder and rushed into the host's body.

Billowing black smoke came out of Fang Xiang's seven orifices, and for a moment a burning smell filled the space, and extremely terrifying and chaotic mental power poured out from him like a dam flood.

The invisible air suddenly became like substance.

This time, Fang Xiang finally turned into the appearance of the evil ghost he simulated in the illusion, two meters tall, and the three pairs of eyes under the flesh and skin stared directly at Duan An and the fox.

What sword light, what skill, what strength, all turned into a weak little white rabbit under the power of this strong mind, at the mercy of it.

"Assert ......"

Fang Xiang let out a strange smile without smiling, his dark green palm slammed into a slam, and the bodies of the two of them were suddenly clenched by an invisible force, and the bones of their whole bodies creaked.

Suddenly, a layer of ripples rippled in the space in the distance, and two figures staggered out one after the other.

I said...... Daoist Lu, can you do it?"