Seeing Wang Fan frowning, Ichiro was very proud in his heart.

The spell he was reciting at this time was the illusion technique, a very old spell that was thousands of years old.

In the past few thousand years, there have been very few people who have been able to practice this kind of spell.

He couldn't have stepped through the last hurdle himself, but the adults helped him, and after he borrowed the corpse to resurrect his soul, he miraculously practiced this spell.

"Wang Fan, let's die, I don't believe that you have three heads and six arms, so I can't kill you?"

Ichiro's skills are already very powerful, and this time with the Panying Sword, he is even more powerful, and he kills Wang Fan with every move.

I can't wait to kill him with one move!

However, after a few faces, Wang Fan's arm hurt, and he was stabbed by the Panying Sword.

That panying sword is a treasure, and it also has a special destructive power, and when it stabbed Wang Fan's arm, blood flowed out at once.

The bright red blood stimulated Ichiro even more!

Wang Fan is going to die under his hands, Wang Fan is going to die!

His bloodshot eyes were full of excitement and excitement, as if Wang Fan's blood could make his spirit feel extraordinarily excited.

The extreme pleasure of revenge made Ichiro almost get carried away, and he almost danced with his hands.

The injured arm greatly affected Wang Fan's flexibility, and the lifeless attack of the three Ichiro made Wang Fan a little embarrassed.

"No, you can't be injured and beaten like this, you have to think of a way to break this dilemma immediately!"

Wang Fan was a little anxious in his heart, in fact, he didn't notice that in a ventilation hole in this hole, there was a woman standing behind her, staring at him all the time.

"Wang Fan, Wang Fan, it's really powerful, and he can still save his life under the attack of the phantom technique?"

The delicate woman was very shocked in her heart, the power of the phantom technique, she knew it best in her heart, she didn't expect that Wang Fan would still be able to die without losing the Panying Sword?

"Isn't it time to make your own move, just today, kill Wang Fan today, all his things are his own, and he can get rid of one of the biggest troubles, and even his body can be controlled by his own paper man......"

The woman's heart was pounding, and she felt a little dry in her mouth.

As soon as she gets excited, she will do it.

Her two hands couldn't stop holding each other, and the tips of her fingers were deeply pinched into the flesh, and she couldn't feel it, but the thought of killing Wang Fan made her heart extremely excited.

However, when the woman's eyes fell on the breath again.

She was stunned.

Because it was in that cave that there was a whirlwind that suddenly blew, and a man with eyes as bright as stars, and a trace of perseverance in his gentle eyes, as well as that beautiful face, and a figure like a willow branch blown by the wind.

"Such a beautiful girl, why is she a ghost?"

The delicate woman sighed in her heart, this beautiful girl, who looked like she was sixteen or seventeen years old, was wearing a tassel skirt in ancient costumes, and she was very beautiful and moving.

It's just a pity that such a beautiful girl is a ghost!

The delicate woman's thought just flashed, but when she saw the female ghost, she didn't know what action she made, and the Panying Sword in Ichiro's hand flew up all of a sudden, and she actually flew into the hand of the female ghost.

"How so?"

Not only was the delicate woman surprised, but even Ichiro was so surprised that he couldn't even speak.

He was completely dumbfounded, how could he never have thought that at the most critical time, someone would actually come to save Wang Fan, or a ghost?

"Is that you, Xiaoyu?"

A flash of joy flashed on Wang Fan's face, and a warm current was in his heart.

No matter where it is, no matter what time it is, Xiaoyu always shows up when he needs it most, if it weren't for her, he would really be dead in the face of Sanichiro this time.

"Phantom technique, it's just a small skill of carving insects, and you dare to show it off, and you dare to snatch my Panying sword?"

Xiaoyu smiled sweetly at Wang Fan, but when she turned around, she was as cold as ice in front of Ichiro.

It's like an ice blade frozen in the cold winter, and that look is almost indardarus to look at it.

"Who the hell are you?"

"What kind of thing are you, a thing that doesn't bring people and ghosts back to life, and you deserve to ask me?"

Xiao Yu snorted coldly, and waved the long sleeve in his hand, but he slapped it over.

"Pap, pap, pap!"

There were three crisp sounds, and blood-red slap marks appeared on the faces of the three ichiros, which made him stunned all of a sudden, and at the same time, he didn't know what to do.

And the delicate woman who peeped at them, covered her mouth all of a sudden, and couldn't believe it.

This female ghost named Xiaoyu is so powerful?

Ichiro's illusion technique is actually vulnerable in front of her?

Ichiro can't do it, do you want to save yourself?

The woman hesitated in her heart, and then when she looked like Ichiro, she found that Ichiro was already spitting blood and struggling, and his face had turned black, and he couldn't live at the sight!

"What should I do?"

The woman only felt trembling, Wang Fan is amazing, this ghost girl is so terrifying, it seems that if she went to save Ichiro, it is very likely that she just gave away her life!

"Ah......h

There was another scream, but this time it was Wang Fan who raised his foot and stepped on Ichiro's neck.

He wants to kill himself, and what he thinks is too beautiful!

One of Ichiro's faces turned from blue to purple, and the delicate woman did not have the courage to avenge Ichiro after all, but quietly escaped from the other side of the cave.

She has another identity, and she must not let Wang Fan know.

"There's still someone on the other side of the cave, but they're gone!"

Xiao Yu pointed to the ventilation hole on the other side of the hole, but saw Wang Fan kicking Ichiro's body with his foot, while his eyes were staring at the place where Ichiro's soul was out of his body.

Soon, a cowering shadow stood up from Yan Jun's body, and sure enough, it was Ichiro.

"Give it to me!"

Ichiro wanted to escape after seeing Wang Fan, but he was tied up by Wang Fan and received from the peach wood people.

"Wang Lang, can you give me this soul?"

After Xiaoyu saw Ichiro's death, he always showed a very interested look, it seems that this Ichiro who borrowed the corpse to resurrect his soul has a special use for Xiaoyu.

"Give it, what's mine is yours, if you want to take it, why don't you talk about sending it?"

The peach wood people who bound Ichiro were put away by Xiaoyu, and Wang Fan was still looking for Fu Qiang to them.

Wang Fan soon found a sand table in this cave, as well as a glass of red wine, and a faint fragrance of flowers, all of which showed that a woman had appeared here at the beginning.

But who was that woman, and where did she flee?

And Fu Qiang and the fat man, where did they go?