As soon as Bai Muzhen's thoughts passed, he saw a thick black fog suddenly emerge from the ground, and the black fog with a disgusting smell came straight to people's noses. Smelling this smell, Bai Muzhen felt dizzy for a moment. He secretly said that it was not good, this smell was corpse poison gas, and there was no cure for the poisoned!

He immediately held his breath and looked at Wen Aya, wanting to use his eyes to suggest that she should quickly hold her breath so as not to inhale the corpse poison. saw Wen Aya's body soften, and fell to the ground. He was taken aback, knowing that Wen Aya had been poisoned, and hurriedly reached out to catch Wen Aya, wanting to catch Wen Aya, but unexpectedly, a white Sensen's skeletal hand suddenly split in the thick black mist.

Bai Muzhen was caught off guard and was almost slashed by the skeleton hand, but when Qian Jun was firing, he dodged the skeleton hand's claws. Rao was like this, and his clothes also turned into a cloud of black gas and evaporated in an instant because he touched the skeleton hand.

He couldn't help but be angry and funny, his clothes were already torn by Wen Aya, but now they disappeared directly into air. He looked at his white body, and only felt that his head was big. The clothes are gone, do you think he should feel shy?

Of course, time does not allow Bai Muzhen to feel shy. At the moment when he didn't have any clothes, Wen Aya's body had already fallen to the ground, and the skeletal hand with corpse gas was reaching for Wen Aya......

Bai Muzhen didn't care that he had no clothes on his body, and hurriedly waved the Xue Ling Sword towards the skeleton hand. As soon as the Xue Ling Sword came out, the bone marrow hand was instantly split into a ball of black qi, spreading in all directions, and then gathered into tens of thousands of hands in an instant, clawing towards Bai Muzhen and Wen Aya together. Bai Muzhen only felt uncomfortable and had difficulty breathing, knowing that this was the work of corpse poison, and wanted to hold his breath and stand still, so as not to attack his heart with the poisonous gas.

However, tens of thousands of hands were clawing like a tide, how could Bai Muzhen not move? I saw him turn around and slash the Xue Ling Sword towards the surroundings like an impenetrable wind, splitting tens of thousands of hands into a cloud of black mist, floating in the sky above the tunnel.

Just turned around like this, and waved the Xue Ling Sword, Bai Muzhen already felt dizzy, his feet were weak, and he fell to the ground.

In the air, a sneer suddenly sounded: "I can't help myself!"

…… Bai Muzhen only felt desperate to the top, he had not even officially fought with the Thousand Faces Man, he had already been injured by his corpse poison, this really hurt his face too much, and he had to be redeemed!

Bai Muzhen bit his lip hard, and immediately bit his lower lip open, and blood overflowed, half of which flowed into his throat and half of his chin. He swallowed the blood quickly, the salty, fishy smell spurring him up. A stream of air rose from within, dispersing the weakness of his whole body, and surging a new force.

His big arm shook, the Xue Ling sword flew, and Tian Feng Qian's thousand-faced man once again transformed into tens of thousands of hands and rushed towards him, wanting to destroy Bai Muzhen under his claws, but unexpectedly met Bai Muzhen to regain his majesty, and danced the Xue Ling sword like a thorny rose, bright and sharp, smashing his tens of thousands of hands.

In the air, a muffled snort sounded. It was the skeleton real hand of the Thousand-Faced Man, and he snorted in pain when he was injured by Bai Muzhen's Xue Ling Sword. Although the Man of Thousand Faces is a transformation of the corpse qi of tens of thousands of dead people and the cold people in the world. But after all, he has been a human being for a long time, and he has all the pain, desires, hatred, and so on that human beings should have.

Xue Lingjian hurt his hand, and he felt the pain. The anger in his heart was born spontaneously, and his corpse poison gas flowed out of every cell and pore of his body like a surging river, enveloping the entire tunnel in corpse poison gas. There is no trace of air that people can feel, and there is only the breath of suffocating corpses!

Although Bai Muzhen smashed the tens of thousands of hands that came in front of him, the corpse poison gas that followed was like Mount Tai, making him breathless. He knew that such an aura would kill him completely in just a few moments. But before he died, he also had to pull Wen Aya into his arms and protect her well.

He almost used all his strength to pull Wen Aya, who had fallen to the ground, back, but fell into a state of dizziness at the same time. He couldn't help but sigh, my life is over!

However, at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded above everyone's heads: "Bold and demonic, why don't you catch it quickly?" Just after the shout, a blazing flame suddenly rose in the tunnel, spreading like rolling red dust in every corner and every top of the tunnel, and all the corpse poison gas in the tunnel was burned without a trace.

As the flames spread, a flying knife spun rapidly. Wherever the knife passed, there was a 'click, click' sound, which seemed to cut off the heads of many people.

Bai Muzhen thought that he would die in the corpse poison gas of the thousand-faced man like this, but when the blazing flames of Tengtian suddenly attacked, the corpse poison gas was burned away, and a big hole was burned at the top of the tunnel, bringing in fresh air outside. He instinctively took a breath of fresh air, and immediately sat cross-legged on the spot, put his hands on his knees, closed his eyes, and gathered a stream of air in the dantian, forcing all the corpse poison gases out of his body.

After only a while, he felt that the physical strength of his whole body had returned to normal, the air flow was like a rainbow, and the corpse poison gas in his body had been eliminated by him. He immediately opened his eyes and saw a throwing knife flying in front of him. Where the knife passes, it can cut off the skulls one by one, and when the skeleton falls to the ground, it disappears into a cloud of black mist underground.

Bai Muzhen looked at it and smiled slightly, he didn't expect that in addition to bringing Chu Xing here, Fang Outer Mirror would also bring Luo Hanqian here. It's amazing, and it's so right!

If there is only one person in this world who can deal with a thousand-faced person, then this person must be Luo Hanqian. Luo Hanqian's flying knife can not only take off the heads of 10,000 people with a single thought with his mind, but also take off the heads of 10,000 ghosts with his mind with a single thought.

The thousand-faced man is a combination of 10,000 years of corpse gas and the world's evil cold, and this 10,000-year-old corpse gas is the corpse gas that has been buried underground for at least 10,000 years and is formed by the corpse of at least 10,000 people;

Therefore, the Man of Thousand Faces is a very terrible person. There are not only a thousand faces, but also a thousand human bodies, thousands of hands and feet. Therefore, if you want to really kill a thousand-faced person in a single thought, only Luo Hanqian's flying knife can do it. Therefore, Fang Waijing brought Luo Hanqian here, which is really right!