"The resurrection golden pill that was exchanged for the miracle master of Huaguo?can you regain your youth when you are resurrected with full blood on the spot?!"

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, Fang Ye would never have believed this almost immortal-like fact.

Seeing that the already old Nishiwaki cultivator gradually regained his youth after taking the pill, the other party's appearance and body really seemed to be back in his thirties, not only Fang Ye in shock, but even Hideo Murakami, who thought that he had dealt a fatal blow to the old man, would rather that he was just dreaming at this time.

"No way! This can't !!"

Hideo Murakami roared loudly, reached out and grabbed the void, and another katana appeared in his hand.

Then, the air around him suddenly began to distort, and the phantom of the murderous ghost that had shocked the character masquerade reappeared on him.

"Whew!"

The phantom of Izo instantly burrowed into Hideo Murakami's body, and the middle-aged man who was possessed by him trembled violently, as if this gentle drill had a great load on his body.

Seeing this scene happening, the Nishiwaki cultivator also raised the long knife that he had just succeeded.

"What if you're resurrected, old man! But let me kill you again!"

Hideo Murakami let out a long roar, and his figure was wrapped in layers of air waves, only to hear a flat thunder, and in the rolling thunder, he turned out of the waves and raised his knife to split.

This knife seems simple, but the essence in the knife seems to be integrated with all things, the knife is the day, the knife is the land, the knife is himself!

This is exactly the unique stunt of Hideo Murakami's work "Shogunate Murderer Hide" - decapitation with a quick knife, and live killing with a voice!

Fast!

As far as Fang Ye saw, he felt that the knife ignored the distance, and in the next breath, it reached the neck of the cultivator of Nishiwaki, and slashed horizontally at the person who was still standing.

"Ze!"

After the knife, the people who made the knife and those who resisted froze, as if even their hair, the corners of their clothes, and even the air around their bodies were frozen at this moment.

"Smack!"

Fang Ye, who thought that this scene was just an illusion, just blinked, and saw the middle-aged man Nishiwaki Cultivator who blocked the knife backhanded, erected his empty left hand as a palm, and slapped it heavily on the opponent's chest.

"Don't hesitate to consume a lot of qi and blood, let the miracle possess you, but your lifeless knife is nothing more than that!"

A sneering judgment shows Nishiwaki Kofu's confidence in mastering the situation in the field.

"Poof~!"

The one who spat out the vermilion this time was Hideo Murakami, who failed to get his wish.

The knife style was broken, and he slapped him fiercely in his body, and the muscles up and down his body began to squirm and churn, but it was not spontaneous by him, it was obviously an uncontrollable backlash.

"It looks like the winner is decided......"

Fang Ye looked at the two opposing people, and said secretly in his heart.

"I don't accept it!

Hideo Murakami, who also knew that he had been defeated, was even more frenzied, and he thrust the knife into the ground in a roar, but he chose to abandon the knife and not use it?!

Suddenly, a blood-like riotous light attached to his body, bringing about an even more hideous face and a change visible to the naked eye......

The phantom of the murderer Yizang suddenly came out of the back of his head, and the face that had been unrecognizable gradually became clear, and a face with no flesh and blood, only Sensen's skull soon appeared in front of everyone.

As a result, Hideo Murakami, who caused this scene, seemed to be unable to bear the price, and sat down on the ground, his hair had already turned snow-white, and his face was covered with deep wrinkles, which aged in an instant.

"Is it worth it?"

Looking at Fang Ye, who was making such a choice, he sighed.

Although I don't know what kind of means the other party used, looking at this scene, I am afraid that Hideo Murakami will not even survive his own life after this move.

And the murderer who sucked the life force of the creator is no longer an illusory bubble, but has really come to this world.

This change is only between a few breaths, and as the target of Hideo Murakami's swear to kill at the cost of his life, Nishiwaki Cultivator, is too late to stop, after his complexion changes, he turns the knife in his hand horizontally, and holds it in both hands, and his feet are also one in front of the other, ready to retreat and dodge at any time.

It seems that he is well aware that Hideo Murakami's self-sacrificing final blow is extraordinary!

"Die!"

The evil ghost roared, pulling out his own spine as a knife, and at the same time as the blade was pulled out, Mori Leng's knife light was already slashing towards Nishiwaki Cultivator.

At the same time, it also pounced on the other party from the air at an extremely fast speed, and the murderous aura condensed all over its body made the character disguiser behind him feel terrified, and he involuntarily turned around and fled.

Even Fang Ye was affected, he found that he couldn't control his breathing, and his heart was beating desperately in his chest.

This is the true strength of the generation of ghost people in Hideo Murakami's works, who are known as the beheading of 10,000 people?!

Listening to the sound of "Ze" again, the knife in the hand of the cultivator of Nishiwaki and the bone knife of Izo fought each other, but the seemingly light Izang forced the other party to retreat step by step, and even in this stalemate, the sound of "crunch" and "crunch" iron grinding could be heard.

"Hmm...... The smell of the strong...... I haven't smelled ...... in years."

Knowing only a skeletal face remaining, the murderer Ezo looked up like a living person and sniffed, and then let out a burst of bitter laughter.

As soon as he finished speaking, his demonic sword suddenly changed sharply, and he actually broke off one of his ribs with his bare hands, and swung the bone into a knife, like a warlike soldier sweeping his hammer towards the Nishiwaki cultivator who was blocking the long knife of his backbone.

Two first-class • ghost robins!

"Boom!