"Give me the bag!" Seeing that the ghost-faced man grabbed the bag, Zhao Gongming hurriedly spoke, and the ghost-faced man flicked his backhand, and the rag bag flew towards his master. With the help of the rag bag, Zhao Gongming immediately opened it and checked it. But there was nothing in that bag except a bunch of medicines and a few tatters, not to mention the ghost doctor secret technique and Huangquan Guitu that Zhao Gongming was looking for!

"Old Zhao, do you think I will rob you of such an important thing anyway?, how can you become more active and naïve after living for more than a hundred years!" Bao Ye gloated against the tree.

"Kill him!" Zhao Gongming gave an order to the ghost-faced man in annoyance.

"Angry, but this beast really can't kill me!" Bao Ye was not joking, he suddenly became very serious, and in the next second, he turned into an attack and took the initiative to attack. The fat body became like an arrow off the string, and it hit the ghost-faced man who hadn't reacted yet, and the counter life flew out upside down in an instant, and Bao Ye stood in the position where the ghost-faced man was standing, gently rubbing his belly.

The ghost-faced man who was knocked down got up, shook his head, and then roared angrily at Bao Ye, and then bowed his body slightly, as if he was accumulating strength, his body expanded again, his skin opened and flesh bloomed, and blood seeped out of his body, which was very terrifying.

After a while, the ghost-faced man kicked his feet and soared into the air, and the whole person flew straight in the direction where Bao Ye was, his hands stretched out and crossed together, and ten fingernails were put together, as if it was an extremely sharp steel knife. And the speed of the ghost-faced man's move was no less than Takano Shicai's blow, so that Bao Ye didn't have time to dodge it at all. Seeing that he couldn't dodge more, Bao Ye gritted his teeth and decided to take the blow of the ghost-faced man, he quickly raised his hands and pulled out an arc, snapped!

Bao Ye looked down, only to find that the Ghost-faced man's nail steel knife had been pressed against his chest, which happened to pierce the skin, but it had not hurt the flesh and bones. Bao Ye sighed, this blow was really resisted by himself. The ghost-faced man landed, broke away from Bao Ye's hands, took a step back, and then attacked again. This time, Bao Ye still used both hands to make a hard connection, and after repeating this three times, the ghost-faced man suddenly retreated far away and stopped attacking.

Bao Ye stood in place, feeling his hand as hot as fire. When I picked it up, it was scarlet, and the skin in my palm had been completely burned. The palms of the two hands are like two ripe pig's trotters. Bao Ye understood that this was caused by the blood oozing from the ghost-faced man's body, and knew that he had run out of pills, if he was to take the ghost-faced man's attack again, the two would not be able to survive the comparison, and without his hands, it would be difficult to deal with the ghost-faced man and Zhao Gongming.

Thinking of this, Bao Ye shook his head, then reached out and touched his waist, and said in a deep voice: "Fortunately, Master, his old man had the foresight and left the magic weapon for me to be by, otherwise let alone cleaning the portal today, I'm afraid I will have to be ambitious!" After speaking, he untied his trouser belt.

"This is!" Seeing Bao Ye's trouser belt, Zhao Gongming was taken aback.

"Master left me the treasure to clean the portal!" Bao Ye said proudly, and then recited a completely different spell, and then looked at the belt in his hand, the color changed from gray to light yellow, and then from light yellow to golden yellow, and then violently straightened, emitting a dazzling golden light, and turned into a three-foot long sword, the sword body was engraved with strange runes, and the light around the sword body also flowed with the same runes shining!

"The old thing really worries about me!" Zhao Gongming laughed at himself coldly, and then said to the ghost-faced man: "Grab that sword for me!"

Before Zhao Gongming's words fell, the ghost-faced man pounced on Bao Ye.

"It's not that simple!" Bao Ye held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the light on the sword covered the hands on his hands, and he didn't feel any pain for a while!

The ghost-faced man attacked in front of him, folded his hands again, used his ten fingernails as a knife, and slashed at Bao Ye, Bao Ye dodged lightly, dodged this move, and the ghost-faced man slashed at the tree, and the tree fell to the ground with a bang.

"Look at the sword!" Bao Ye snorted and handed out a sword, and the ghost-faced man was not afraid to resist with his finger knife.

With a "click", the blade of the sword slashed through the fingernails of the ghost-faced man, and the ghost-faced man suddenly let out a low roar and stepped aside, his fingernails covered with a layer of white light, and then the nails slowly turned into blood, as if ice and snow were melting. Soon all ten nails were gone.

"How about it, Bao Ye's swordsmanship is okay!" Bao Ye looked at the ghost-faced man and said with his eyebrows fluttering. The ghost-faced man roared angrily, his eyes looked at the sword in Bao Ye's hand, and there was a little more fear in his eyes that he had never felt before.

"What's the matter, are you afraid? Then how about you abandon the darkness and turn to the light now, and when I am my servant, I will let you go?" Bao Ye saw the ghost-faced man's face show fear, so he teased.

"Whew!" the ghost-faced man roared angrily when he heard this, and the fear in his eyes swept away, and he attacked again. He first tried to grow his nails again, but his hands were already sealed by the runes on the sword, so he had to attack with his hands.

"Since you are stubborn, then don't blame Bao Ye for being rude!" Seeing the ghost-faced man attack again, Bao Ye shook his head, and then swung a sword, and the sword drew a golden light, slashing at the left hand of the ghost-faced man's attack. The sword flashed, and the ghost-faced man's left hand was cut off on the spot, falling to the ground and turning into a pool of blood.

The ghost-faced man howled hoarsely, holding his half-cut left hand and retreating again and again, and then slammed into a tree, breaking the tree and falling to the ground, blood gushed out from the wound, and the ghost-faced man continued to howl in pain.

"How is it? I know it's powerful this time!" Bao Ye asked after wiping the blood from the blade.

"Stand down!" Zhao Gongming saw that the ghost-faced man had a broken arm, and his body was sealed by the rune on the sword, and he could no longer recover, so he let him withdraw from the battlefield, and then strode into the woods and stood face to face with Bao Ye.

"Are you willing to do it?" said Bao Ye after glaring at Zhao Gongming.

"Don't think that you can be safe with the sword left by the old thing, now you are nothing more than the end of a strong crossbow, and whether you can exert the three-point power of this sword is a question!" Zhao Gongming glanced at Bao Ye, and the old god said.

"You're right! I won't be able to last long, but how good can you get there?" Bao Ye looked at Zhao Gongming and said meaningfully, because he knew that this ghost-faced man was refined by Zhao Gongming and was in the same breath as him, and the ghost-faced man was injured like this, how could he Zhao Gongming be fine?

(End of chapter)