"You go down there first"

Li Zimu said to these people without replying, took out the Ling Xuan Sword in Zhuge Yinglong's arms, and stepped forward.

Although the corpse moved as slowly as a turtle, Li Zimu still felt that something was wrong, he felt that there was something in the corpse.

Zhuge Yinglong and the others listened to Li Zimu's words and retreated to the bottom of the stone steps, and Li Zimu walked in front of the dead corpse and looked at it motionlessly.

"Moving...... Xuanyuan Sword ...... Die!"

The corpse's mouth didn't move, but there was still a sound in the air, hoarse and slow, and it sounded uncomfortable.

I saw it slowly raise its withered right arm, trying to use the Xuanyuan Sword in its hand to slash at Li Zimu, but Li Zimu easily dodged it with a slight sideways turn......

The corpse missed the blow, and the body actually knelt on the ground because of the weight of the Xuanyuan Sword, and the shriveled dead flesh on the body fell two more pieces because of this trembling, but because there were clothes in the way, it was impossible to see what was inside.

It was still trying to stand up, as if it was a little frustrated because the body was too bad to show its original strength......

Li Zimu shook his head, the reason why this corpse moves, there should be an obsession in it, right? Because of the reason for holding the Xuanyuan Sword, there has been a little change, causing this obsession to control the rotten corpse to wield the Xuanyuan Sword to kill Li Zimu and the four people.

"Lonely...... Solitary...... Nai ......"

Li Zimu couldn't wait for it to finish saying this, the Ling Xuan Sword in his hand was gently raised and slashed down, and the blade fell to the corpse's neck, easily separating its head and body, revealing the white bones inside.

Chi Zesheng changed this truth, he understood it thousands of years ago, and it is safest to strangle all bad things in the bud.

The head rolled straight down the steps and rolled to Zhuge Yinglong's feet, so frightened that Zhuge Yinglong hurriedly took a big step back......

"Lone is the overlord of Western Chu!"

What Li Zimu didn't expect was that he did something he shouldn't have done.

Suddenly, a loud word came out of the air, speaking quickly, and it was not at all the same as the hoarse and slow voice before, but it was low and magical.

This is Xiang Yu's voice!

Li Zimu frowned, took a step back and looked at the headless corpse kneeling in front of him, the voice in the air was Xiang Yu's voice, there was absolutely nothing wrong, because he had heard it back then, and it was no different.

"Click, Click, Click......"

The sound of bone activity came out, and the bones of the dead corpse fell to the ground quickly along the part that had just been cut off by the plum wood, and after a while, a small pile of white bones piled up on the ground.

But the strange thing is that the clothes did not fall off without support due to the fall of the white bones, and they were still suspended in mid-air!

"Lone is the overlord of Western Chu!"

"Whoever wields the Xuanyuan Sword, die!"

As two angry voices in the air resounded throughout the hall, the clothes stood up by themselves, and a black shadow appeared inside the clothes.

This shadow has no facial features, but it can distinguish its limbs and head, and in its hand, it still holds the Xuanyuan sword, Li Zimu watched him easily shake the sword in his hand, and the coherence of the process made Li Zimu's already frowning brows now crouch together.

Trouble.

Li Zimu didn't expect that cutting off his head not only did not cause any hindrance to it, but also helped it and helped it break free from the shell that bound him.

That's right, it's not a corpse per se, but a ghost, and Li Zimu knows that this black thing is a ghost.

It's just that I don't know what the reason is, this Yu's ghost can't come out of his body after death, and Li Zimu's actions just now helped him perfectly......

There is no transparency like the ghost condensed by the first seven at all, this black, as if it is an entity, even the hand holding the Xuanyuan sword is black fingers.

This ghost has been condensed to this point, and sure enough, it has been more than 2,000 years after all.

He originally thought that Xiang Yu's soul would go to nine heavens to become a god because of the merits of guarding the Xuanyuan Sword, but he didn't expect that after more than two thousand years, this soul was still in this Thousand Machine Pavilion.

It's a bit too pitiful......

Thinking about it in his heart, Li Zimu did not relax at all, since this ghost has reached the point where he can afford to hold the Xuanyuan Sword, it is not an ordinary ghost, and with the Xuanyuan Sword, he doesn't know what the result will be.

At least the powerful ghost white concubine has not reached this point, even if her resentment is greater than Xiang Yu, but it has not reached the point where the soul body can lift mortal things.

Or maybe Concubine Bai could, but she didn't do it, maybe she just wanted Li Zimu to help her, help her get the body up and burn it, and didn't mean to harm them.

It moves!

Li Zimu's eyes were over, the speed of this ghost is so fast!

At this speed, if you judge it by the skill level of the lower nine heavens, even the power of the far sun position can't exert such a speed, it's too fast.

However, Li Zimu can still react, although he doesn't have any internal strength in his body now, if he has a little aura, he is confident that he can make this ghost scatter with one move, but unfortunately, he doesn't.

Now he can only take one step at a time, Li Zimu thought about countermeasures in his heart, but his hands and feet did not stop because of this.

King Xiang's ghost was only a matter of a moment, and he arrived in front of Li Zimu from a few steps away, his dark body was filled with a terrifying aura, his clothes were blown up, and the Xuanyuan sword in his hand quickly slashed towards Li Zimu's shoulder.

Of course, Li Zimu couldn't stand and let him chop, his right foot moved to the left with one foot, and retreated in the direction away from the pudding, and his right hand was quickly raised to block this slash with the Ling Xuan Sword in his hand.

"This ...... What the hell is it?!"

"The body formed by the black mist, is this a youkai......" The spirit also looked at the robed black monster above with wide eyes.

"Ghost General" Pudding frowned slightly as he looked at Xiang Yu, whose soul body had turned into substance, judging from the information she had absorbed about the remnant soul of Di Ting.

The black monster above is a ghost, and it has reached the level of a ghost general, because the ghost king can condense his facial features, and he can turn his soul body into the same as an ordinary person.

And the Xiang Yu soul body above has obviously not reached this level, it should be at the level of a ghost general under the ghost king.

Li Zimu forgot a very important thing, that is, Ling Xuan in his hand couldn't stop this Xuanyuan Sword, and the Mo Mei in front of him was this fate.

"Click!"

Sure enough, in the next second, Ling Xu's sword made a crisp sound and broke into two.

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