Qin Zhong looked at the one that appeared in front of him, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a smile that was even uglier than crying.

He arched his hand: "The sect master is so interested. ”

Although the Ghost King's face was still pale at the moment, there was a light in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was waiting for Qin Chong here.

Seeing Qin Chong's face that barely squeezed out a smile, the ghost king's face showed a happy look: "You are indeed very capable, I am not mistaken." ”

When Qin Zhong saw the expression and tone of the Ghost King, his heart immediately sank.

This ghost king really wants to kill himself, he just suffered a heavy blow and didn't take two breaths, he has to come out to himself, how much hatred is this?

I haven't recruited him much, have you?

laughed dryly: "The sect master has a good reputation, the sect master has nothing else to do, and the juniors will retire first." ”

Saying that Qin Zhong was like running away.

But suddenly, his hair stood on end, standing in place and not daring to move, the Heavenly Thunder Sword was shining with a dark red light, ready to strike at any time.

This old bastard has already locked himself with all his strength, the key is that he is not sure to dodge now, otherwise he would not have such a strong sense of crisis.

The Ghost King's face turned a little paler, but it also looked more dangerous.

He stood in place, didn't move half a step, just looked at Qin Chong, and sighed after a moment: "It's a pity that such an excellent young man doesn't belong to my Holy Sect. ”

Before the words fell, Qin Chong had already retreated at full speed, and at the same time, the Heavenly Thunder Sword was blocking in front of him with all his might.

As soon as the Ghost King's words fell, his figure had already appeared in front of Qin Chong's body, holding a domineering long knife with a pitch-black body and a monstrous aura in his right hand.

Gu Ding, who was used by the Ghost King to deal with Kui Niu before, didn't know where he was put by the Ghost King.

A violent roar spread in all directions.

The strong air waves swept away the surrounding sea and sand.

The remaining two people in the field, the magic weapon in their hands exuded a strong light and fought against each other.

"This sword, known as a thousand blades, was forged by my own hands after entering the Holy Sect, and it has already intersected with my life for hundreds of years. It's your luck to die under this knife today, I haven't used it in a hundred years!"

"The younger generation doesn't want this luck, the kindness of the seniors has been appreciated. ”

A huge wave of black qi rolled and crushed forward, and the dark red light melted like ice and snow, retreating backwards.

Qin Zhong gritted his teeth and looked at the Ghost King.

The power of one hit!

Blocking the power of this blow will have a chance to live, the ghost king has already been exhausted when he fought with Kui Niu, and the current ghost king only maintains the power of this blow, as long as he can block it, the ghost king has no way to take himself.

But right now, it seems like it's about to be unstoppable.

Qin Chong was already injured, and the Ghost King threw out all his strength with another blow.

How difficult is it to retreat in front of the ghost king who is going all out regardless of his own safety?

Right now, if you block life, if you can't stop it, you will die!

The Ghost King's face became more and more pale, looking at the darker and fainter dark red light in front of him, and looking at the trembling Heavenly Thunder Sword.

On his pale face, a smile appeared: "I can't allow you to choose now." ”

Qin Chong's face showed bitterness, the current situation really has no choice, the ghost king's blow is too powerful, he can't stop it no matter what, and he glanced at the Heavenly Thunder Sword whose light was suppressed and dimmer.

I thought to myself: I'm really sorry for you, I just exploded your brother for not many days, and now I'm forced to blow you up too.

You don't have to worry too much, you two brothers don't have to worry about being too lonely together after you go down.

Alas, last time I ruined the sky, I almost didn't wake up. Now that he is injured, he may not be able to wake up if the thunder sword explodes this day.

It doesn't matter, the chance of life and death is half of each stand, which is much more cost-effective than being slashed to death by the ghost king.

"Nine Heavens Xuansha, turned into divine thunder. Brilliant Tianwei, lead it with a sword!"

A cold voice came from behind him.

Qin Chong was stunned, was it an auditory hallucination?

The Ghost King raised his head, and not far behind Qin Chong, a blue figure stood straight, and the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier, which had been famous for thousands of years, was emitting a dazzling light, connecting with the thunder in the sky.

The Ghost King glanced at Qin Chong again, and the expression on his face was so cold that it seemed to be dripping water.

His eyes flickered, and he was thinking quickly about whether he would be forced to kill Qin Chong by the blow of that Divine Sword and Thunder True Technique, or should he retreat immediately?

Just as he was thinking about it, a thick thunderbolt had appeared in the thunderclouds in the sky and was about to fall down.

In the distance, the eyes of Tian Buyi, Cang Song, Qinglong and others were attracted by this thunder and looked over.

In this case, even if Qin Chong was killed, the Ghost King would inevitably be seriously injured by the blow of the Divine Sword and Thunder True Technique.

Then, the sect master of the Ghost King, whose mana was exhausted and seriously injured, not to mention the two of Cangsong, would not let go of himself even if it was the insidious dwarf and hundred poisons of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate.

These many thoughts have passed in a blink of an eye, and since there is no chance, there is no need to force it.

The Ghost King immediately withdrew his magic weapon and went to the depths of the sea under the night.

Qin Chong had just reacted from his stunned reaction when he heard Lu Xueqi's voice, when he saw the Ghost King withdraw his hand and retreat, far away in the dark ocean.

Qin Zhong looked at the Heavenly Thunder Sword blankly: "He can see that I am powerful?"

I looked at the sea in the distance again, this action was really decisive, whether I did it or left far away, I didn't hesitate at all, and I really deserved to be a hero in the world.

Looking at the sky, the rolling thunderclouds began to dissipate, and a huge thunderbolt in the distance fell into the sea, rolling up waves.

Turning, the figure smiled at him.

It's just that his face is very pale, and the figure standing in the wind looks thin and a little shaky.

Qin Chong stepped forward and walked towards her with a smile on his face.

It's just that her face is getting more and more blurred, and it seems to be getting taller.

Are you hallucinating again? She seemed to be running towards her, and her expression became nervous.

What's wrong with her?

Forget it, I'm so tired, my head is dizzy, I don't think about it.

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Changhe City

Qin Chong opened his eyes, and the sunlight outside the window was a little dazzling.

It took me a moment to get used to it.

He sat up with his hands propped up and took a look at his surroundings.

Wooden walls and roofs, no decorations. The small room contained only a stool, a small cupboard against the wall, and a bed underneath.

Outside the window, I saw a blue sky.

Pulled open the quilt and stood up, smiling bitterly.

In the past few days, I have been in a coma twice, especially the second time, and I haven't done anything, but I just fought against the ghost king, and I actually fainted in shame.

Especially in that kind of scene in full view, I really don't want to go out to face everyone.

Sitting on the bed again, feeling the condition of the body.

I didn't suffer much trauma last time, and the Heavenly Thunder Sword didn't have time to sacrifice.

More of a sequelae of exhaustion.

After this period of time, the cultivation in the coma is almost better, and it is estimated that it will be able to completely recover in two or three days of cultivation.

And then there's the harvest of this trip.

His eyes fell on the small object lying quietly next to the pillow.

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