"Hmph! I had long expected you to be such a despicable and shameless thief!" the white-clothed corpse collector had an angry look on his face, and hurriedly used his skills to resist Wu Yan's attack.

"Tsk, if you had expected it, you would have talked nonsense with me for so long?" Wu Yan pursed his lips and ruthlessly dismantled the self-anesthetized words of the white-clothed corpse collector.

The white-clothed corpse collector was so exposed by Wu Yan that he was so choked that he couldn't speak, his eyes stared at Wu Yan roundly, if his eyes could kill people, Wu Yan had been killed ten thousand times by the eyes of the white-clothed corpse collector at this time.

"Don't look at me like that, killing people will pay for your life, for people like you in the troubled world, I'm a little mean, what?"

Wu Yan teased, and then kicked again, and the exquisite speed of the cliff footwork combined with the death punch in his hand launched a fierce attack on the white-clothed corpse collector.

The white-clothed corpse collector felt the breath on the martial fist, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

In normal times, this kind of powerful fist is naturally nothing in his eyes, but for him at this time, this "ordinary" fist is a huge threat.

Wu Yan's speed was extremely fast, and the white-clothed corpse collector wanted to dodge at the moment, but it was already too late.

I saw the white-clothed corpse collector snort coldly, and then the little remaining martial qi in his body quickly operated, and then he pinched the trick with both hands, and a huge ghost head formed on his chest

"The evil ghost is coming!" the white-clothed corpse collector shouted, and the demon's head opened its mouth wide and pounced on Wu Yan.

And at the moment when the demon head had just formed and started to act, Wu Yan's fist had already come to the white-clothed corpse collector and fiercely confronted the demon head.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the demon's head only lasted for a moment under the bombardment of the Death Fist, and then it turned into nothingness, and the aura on the Martial Fist also completely dissipated.

Shaking his arm that was a little numb, Wu Yan was surprised at this time, this white-clothed corpse collector had been blown up like this, and he was able to dissolve the death fist in a hurry, and he really had some ability.

Judging from the aura emanating from the ghost head, if it weren't for the great reduction in the strength of the white-clothed corpse collector, Wu Yan would have been directly disabled just by recruiting that evil ghost.

However, the reality is that the white-clothed corpse collector is now seriously injured, so all the ifs are non-existent.

On the contrary, because of the haste of the white-clothed corpse collector, he was affected by the injuries that he had only recovered a little bit before, causing his aura to wilt a little more in an instant, and at the corners of his mouth, a trace of blood overflowed.

"Do you really want to fight with me to break the net?" the white-clothed corpse collector wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Wu Yan and said.

His head was unrecognizable at this time, and his face was hung with offense and minced flesh, and as he spoke, he writhed for a while, looking extremely terrifying.

"Hehe, do you still have the strength to break the net with me?" Wu Yan sneered, obviously disagreeing with the words of the white-clothed corpse collector.

If this white-clothed corpse collector still had the bronze bell in his hand, then he might still be qualified to say this, but now, he is not qualified to break the net with Wu Yanyu.

"You have done so many bad things, I ended up with you today, and it can be regarded as doing the right thing for heaven. If you have a last word or something, don't say it, bury it in your stomach. ”

The white-clothed corpse collector thought that Wu Yan would let him say any last words quickly, but he didn't expect Wu Yan's later words to be like this......

"Hmph, if you want to kill me, it's not that easy, I won't let you have a good time even if I die!"

The scorched face of the white-clothed corpse collector became extremely distorted at this moment because of his extreme anger, and the whole person looked as if he was an ugly demon crawling out of hell, which made people's hearts chill.

"It's not easy, just try it!"

Wu Yan put the green bamboo blade into the storage ring, pulled out the sword from his back, clenched his hands, and stepped out in one step.

"One style of sword refining, Qing Song Slash!"

The majestic martial qi continued to operate in Wu Yan's body, and then gushed out like a flood, and the hands that held the sword and knife were violently swung out under the blessing of the martial qi, and a cyan crescent-shaped sword qi instantly attacked the white-clothed corpse collector.

The destructive aura of the crescent moon sword qi filled the entire canyon, causing some birds and beasts near the canyon to scatter and flee for their lives. In the air where the sword qi hit, there were bursts of crackling sound of air crackling, and the momentum was extremely huge.

The white-clothed corpse collector looked at the crescent moon sword qi flying towards him at great speed, and suddenly felt numb on the top of his head, and his soul was in a big way.

Although the Qingge Slash that Wu Yan used before when he was in the middle of Wu Ying was also very powerful, it was far from being comparable to the Qingge Slash at this time.

Before he had time to think about it, the white-clothed corpse collector hurriedly summoned the shield of martial qi around his body, and then took out a disc from the storage ring with a thought.

This abacus is like the two yin and yang of Tai Chi, half black and half white, exuding a very simple and old atmosphere, but it doesn't seem to be as good as the bronze bell before.

Placing the yin and yang disc in front of and behind him, the white-clothed corpse said a mantra, and the yin and yang disc instantly kept rotating, and while rotating, it also emitted dense black and white light, which was extremely dazzling.

"The devil is coming!"

After the white-clothed corpse collector finished placing the disc, he used the little martial energy he had left to summon the demon head again.

As soon as the demon's head appeared, it roared in a twisted manner and headed straight for the crescent moon sword qi.

This series of actions is very long, but in fact, it is just the white-clothed corpse collector trying his best to prompt it in an instant.

Wu Yan saw that the white-clothed corpse collector could instantly trigger three skills in this state, and he couldn't help but have a yearning for the realm of military generals.

If he is now in the realm of martial generals, not in the realm of martial arts, if he uses Qingge to slash, he really doesn't dare to think about that power.

"Boom!"

The moment that demon head came into contact with the crescent moon sword qi, it directly turned into nothingness and dissipated between heaven and earth.

On the other hand, the crescent sword qi, under the interception of the evil ghost's head, was not damaged at all, and it was unabated.

"What kind of martial art is this!? "The white-clothed corpse collector suddenly roared in despair when he saw this scene.

He was unwilling, why could a Wuying-level scum be able to possess such a thing as an extinction bead. Why is a martial arts level scum able to use such a powerful martial art.

Why, why didn't he just get rid of this martial arts level scum before......

Why is this martial arts level scum so insidious and cunning......