Looking at Yang Xiao again, the nameless remnant sword in his hand suddenly burst out, locked a direction and stabbed it violently.

"How is that possible!"

At this moment, the white ghost was horrified.

If he said that just now, he was seen through by Yang Xiao, and he thought it was the other party's luck.

But now, he has doubled the number, but he still sees through it. If you use luck to describe it as a fluke, what is the difference between that and self-deception?

"Who is this kid sacred, why is he so powerful at such a young age!"

It's just that at this moment, he didn't have time to be shocked at all, because Yang Xiao's battle sword had already attacked closely.

There was another fierce collision, and the white ghost's body was once again shocked back more than twenty steps. This time, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"Good boy, you're the second person who can hurt me in all these years!" the white ghost wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, the second one?" Yang Xiao said indifferently, "But I don't know which of the four supreme beings is this first?"

The so-called Four Supremes are the four people who are the top four of the more than 2,000 martial cultivators who stand in the dungeon.

Of course, the Scarlet Dungeon has existed for many years, and it is said that there have been more powerful beings in the past.

It's just that, perhaps due to the years, or perhaps because of some other reason, some terrible existence has become history. And today's blood-colored dungeon, the most powerful is the four supremes.

Each of these four people was at the level of the Martial Saint Realm when they came to the dungeon, and they were all the best in terms of bloodline level, talent, and physical body. Their fighting power stands at the top of the pyramid.

Therefore, Luo Zhan's list seems to divide the two thousand people into five levels, strictly speaking, it should be six. Because above the first level, there are also the existence of these four supreme beings.

But to Yang Xiao's surprise, when he heard the name of the "Four Supremes", Bai Ghost was very disdainful: "Heh, just a few of them want to hurt me?"

"Oh?" Yang Xiao was slightly surprised, "Even the Four Supremes can't hurt you, I'm very curious, who is the first one who can hurt you!"

"Heh, why should I tell you?" Seeing that the white ghost couldn't take Yang Xiao, he was already angry.

Now, seeing that Yang Xiao's curiosity has been aroused, he naturally wants to hang his appetite, how can he tell him easily?

"Oh, don't you want to say it?" Yang Xiao's face sank.

Because his intuition told him that if the person in the mouth of the white ghost really existed, and it was not the Four Supremes, then it was very likely that Luo Zhan mentioned it, and he had gone to the old man to ask for a way to leave the dungeon.

Although this genius has not been heard from since, if he can get clues about him, it will be crucial for Yang Xiao to find the legendary old man and then leave this dungeon.

Seeing that Yang Xiao was becoming more and more curious about his words, Bai Ghost was very proud in his heart.

"That's right, I just don't say it, what can you do to me! To tell you the truth, although you hurt me, it doesn't mean that you can beat me. In this dungeon, as long as my white ghost wants to leave, except for the person back then, or the four supreme beings join forces, no one will want to keep me!"

With that, I watched him turn around and rush straight into the dark distance.

"It's a pity!" was running, when he heard Yang Xiao's voice behind him, "I have to keep you today!"

"Hmph, let's dream your spring and autumn dreams!" the white ghost shouted angrily, "Hundred ghosts walk at night!"

In an instant, the body of the white ghost was conjured into thirty-two at the same time, and rushed away in all directions.

At this moment, he already vaguely understood one thing, that is, the reason why Yang Xiao was able to penetrate his phantom was because of his powerful soul power.

In this dungeon, although there are relatively few soul power monks, they are not completely absent. In the process of fighting them, the white ghost more or less figured out a few things.

The first is that when relying on soul power to discern phantoms, it is generally necessary to concentrate on it and brake with static.

And just now, Yang Xiao obviously did this. Before he attacked him, he looked completely stunned, but at the last moment, he unexpectedly broke his offensive.

Second, there is a limit to what the soul can cover.

Especially in this space, in fact, it not only suppressed the realm of martial cultivation, but also had a certain inhibitory effect on soul power. Generally, it will reduce the scope of your soul's power by a third or even a half.

And after figuring out these two points, the white ghost naturally found a way to deal with it.

That is to stay away from Yang Xiao as much as possible, so as not to let his soul power cover it.

At the same time, he didn't attack him, so that when he was chasing himself, he couldn't concentrate on his soul power.

In this way, you have a chance to escape.

Sure enough, after rushing out of the ten breaths, the white ghost found that Yang Xiao's figure was already drifting away from him.

"Hmph, boy, you wait!" said the White Ghost hatefully, "Sooner or later, I, the White Ghost, will come to collect today's debt from you!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud voice behind him: "It doesn't take a day, today can be!"

"What!" the white ghost was taken aback.

But before he could come back to his senses, he heard a "babble!" from behind him.

"Hmm......"

Suddenly, the white ghost felt as if his head had been struck by something, and the Venus in front of him was wildly popping up.

"What's going on?

Just when he was confused and confused, he heard another "babbling" from behind him.

"I'm a!"

The White Ghost almost scolded.

What kind of trick is this? It's not like a beast's roar, it's not like a bird's song, but it's so terrifyingly powerful.

At this moment, I heard footsteps behind me. As soon as the white ghost turned around, he was almost frightened out of his body.

Seeing that Yang Xiao didn't know when, he appeared behind him, only five steps away from him.

Since his soul power has improved, Yang Xiao's Kunpeng voice can now have a certain impact on human souls.

Of course, with his current realm, those soul power cultivators couldn't influence it yet. And ordinary martial arts cultivation can only play a certain role in diversion. It's impossible to be like a bird or a beast, just shouting and lying down.

However, this level of tricks used to deal with the White Ghost is still more than enough.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Walking" is mysterious, except for the deity, they are all phantoms after all, and they do not have a soul.

Therefore, when Yang Xiao shouted out the voice of Kunpeng, it was only the deity that was affected. So, he quickly locked on to the target.

As for the next thing, it is to chase death.

When it comes to phantoms, "Hundred Ghosts Night Walk" is far above "Flying Shadow Secret Art", but when it comes to absolute speed, the former is far from being comparable to the latter.

At this moment, Yang Xiao seemed to be strolling leisurely, with his hands behind his back and an indifferent face.

However, his speed was biting the white ghost, like a bone appendage, and he couldn't shake it off no matter what.

At this time, Yang Xiao smiled indifferently and said, "I said, aren't you tired of running, do you want to stop and rest for a while?"

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Unconsciously, it changed from four watches a day to five watches.

The author continues to be in the blood, I hope you will support a lot!

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