Su Chuan's pupils shrank, because the illusory face that appeared on the tip of the sword was actually the appearance of the sword boy!

Perhaps, that is the soul of the sword boy!

At this time, he sometimes showed a hideous appearance, as if he was about to kill Su Chuan, and sometimes he looked painful, as if he was struggling to rebel.

However, after Hou Qiu Ge took a beat, the sword boy stopped struggling, and his eyes were full of blood, revealing a hideous and ferocious!

This scene made Su Chuan's heart frightened, and combined with what Hou Qiuge had just said, Su Chuan suddenly understood that the sword boy raised his sword with his body, but it was actually for Hou Qiuge.

In other words, he is just Hou Qiuge's sword slave, a chess piece.

Raise the sword by himself, use his own life to raise the sword for Hou Qiu Ge, and finally turn into the sword soul in the Hou Qiu singer to improve Hou Qiu Ge's strength.

The struggle of that face shows that this sword boy is unwilling, so it can show that everything about the sword boy is a conspiracy of Hou Qiuge and Zhao Wuwu.

These people are really vicious!

Hou Qiuge's hidden means were something that Su Chuan never expected.

The dragon scale sword came in an instant, and after having the sword boy as the sword soul, its power was even greater than it was at the beginning, and it was only a place where the sword qi swept away, and it collapsed one after another.

Su Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, the threat given to him by the dragon scale sword was extremely strong, especially after having the sword boy as the sword soul, he could feel that the sword surpassed the ordinary sword.

It seems that the sword already contains spirituality, as if it has its own mind.

No matter how Su Chuan dodged, the sword seemed to have eyes, and he kept chasing after Su Chuan.

"Well, let me see your true power!"

After a while, Su Chuan took a deep breath and violently grasped his Qilin Soft Sword with his right hand, and a majestic spiritual power was injected into it.

At that moment, the unicorn carving on the sword suddenly opened its eyes, as if it had given birth to spiritual wisdom, and in an instant, it transformed from the blade of the sword, and immediately let out a roar.

At this moment, the Qilin Soft Sword also has spirituality!

This is the real strength of the Qilin Soft Sword, and it is also a secret that Su Chuan discovered later, the sword was actually blocked from the soul of the ancient holy beast Qilin!

Su Chuan slashed with his sword, and the Qilin Holy Beast immediately roared and turned into a sword that collided with Hou Qiuge's dragon scale sword, and the sound of collapse immediately echoed.

At that moment, the two sword rays dispersed, leaving only the spirit of the unicorn that rushed out of the illusion and the soul of the sword boy immediately entangled, and they were all fearless and frantically biting, and from time to time there was a roar and roar.

The two swords stood in the void, emitting a strong light, as if they were also fighting.

But even if it collides like this, for a while, it is impossible to tell the winner from the loser.

"Heh, I really didn't expect you to have such a magic weapon!"

Seeing that Su Chuan sacrificed the Qilin Sword, and seeing that he still couldn't help Su Chuan, Hou Qiuge suddenly sneered, and the anger and jealousy in his heart became even stronger.

Immediately ignoring the dragon scale sword, Hou Qiuge's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and as soon as he stepped on it, a ghostly wind immediately appeared from all around, as if it was suddenly blowing, and everyone only felt that the temperature of the entire heaven and earth dropped instantly.

The wind was not strong, but it made his black robe agitate violently, and in a moment it collapsed and dispersed, revealing his emaciated figure with only bones left and a pale face without the slightest trace of blood.

At this moment, it looks like an old man who has entered his twilight years, and he is more vicissitudes than he was at the beginning.

Hou Qiuge's eyes were already sunken, his eyes were hollow, and he was pitch black, but he shot out a dark essence, and when it fell on Su Chuan's body, it made him tremble, like being targeted by a poisonous snake, and his back was cold!

At this time, there was an exclamation from the audience again, and everyone was shocked that Hou Qiu Ge was really terrifying, this kind of appearance could no longer be called a person.

Even the few people in the void who were already in the void of Liu Ning Sima Yun were all surprised, and looked at Hou Qiuge with strange eyes.

"Su Chuan, today I ...... I will kill you, and you know that everything I have now is due to you, and you know that I am only twenty-eight years old. Hou Qiuge yelled wildly.

Because of the cultivation exercises, and because of his inheritance taken away by Su Chuan, so that he is only twenty-eight years old and has such a body and appearance that is not like a human or a ghost, how can he be willing, and how can he not hate Su Chuan.

"One last technique, let you see my true strength!" Hou Qiuge's eyes glowed with red light, staring at Su Chuan deadly, gritting his teeth and opening his mouth.

"Death, only death can cure hatred, no! Your death still can't solve hatred! I will break your body into ten thousand pieces. ”

Hou Qiuge's face was hideous, as if he was roaring at Su Chuan, and as if he was warning himself, when he muttered, the wind was even worse, and it actually emitted the sound of the wind, blowing from all directions.

The temperature of the entire square dropped again, making everyone feel like they were in a dark ice cellar, and at this moment it became more and more cold, cold to the bone marrow, and cold to the end.

"I have nourished you with my life, and since you can't help me get the inheritance, give me strength. ”

Hou Qiuge was still muttering, his whole body began to writhe, his face became more and more hideous, his expression kept changing, revealing countless other faces, sometimes showing a cruel smile, sometimes showing pain, sometimes stunned, sometimes revealing immersion and enjoyment, and then a breath that did not belong to Hou Qiuge emerged from him.

At this time, Hou Qiuge seemed to be performing an extremely strong spell, which was extremely weird.

Surprised, Su Chuan actually heard the laughter and slapstick of countless men, women, and children coming from the wind, as if countless people were coming from all directions, walking past Su Chuan, and finally walking to Hou Qiuge's body.

Sometimes, he could even feel the people passing by caressing his face and laughing away.

The feeling of touching is extremely real and strong, at this moment, it is like the feeling of being caressed by his parents' pity, it is actually warm, but when Su Chuan looked around, he did not find that anyone might have a soul, only the wind, the wind blowing.

"Is it the wind that is formed when those souls walk or the wind that gives me the feeling of soul!" Su Chuan groaned, looking at Hou Qiuge again, and found that his face was even more distorted, and the distinctive aura on his body became stronger and stronger.

The ghostly wind whistled, and the sounds of laughter and slapstick also became poignant, in front of Su Chuan, a fog was born, and at the moment when the fog was born, Su Chuan finally saw it, and saw the countless miserable souls that existed in those ghostly winds.

Came from a distance, walked by the side, and finally integrated into Hou Qiuge's body, constantly enhancing his cultivation.

At this moment, Su Chuan's body trembled suddenly, and he turned into a sluggishness, because in front of him, two figures suddenly came that were enough to move his heart and he was very familiar with.

Suddenly, the familiar voice echoed in his ears, causing him a tingling pain all over his body.

"Passing on the ......"