In addition to Jiang Zhenshan, he was followed by a group of black-clothed people, who were not as restrained and cold as the group of ghost killers, but all of them were full of fierce light and fierce energy, as if they were killing gods who had just risen from the battlefield of death, which made people's hearts tremble.

When Chen Qingyang saw Jiang Zhenshan appear, his tense nerves relaxed, and the whole person sat directly on the ground, opening his mouth and gasping for breath, and at the same time hurriedly took himself a healing elixir.

Although Chen Qingyang didn't know if Jiang Zhenshan would be able to block the ghost hand, it at least gave him a little time to breathe.

"Young master, I'm late!" Jiang Zhenshan strode over, and said with an apologetic face.

Originally, he thought that the ghost hand was just ambushing Li Qingluan alone, but he didn't expect Chen Qingyang to suddenly rush over to rescue Li Qingluan, Jiang Zhenshan rushed over as soon as he got the news, fortunately Chen Qingyang was still alive, otherwise it would be difficult for Jiang Zhenshan to explain to Chen Bailang.

Chen Qingyang raised his tired and red eyes, and asked in a weak and cold voice, "Are you sure to kill him?" ”

"Rest assured, he will die today." Jiang Zhenshan swore and said.

In order to deal with the ghost hand, Jiang Zhenshan transferred all the shadow guard troops he had secretly cultivated, plus he himself was not weaker than the ghost hand's strength, this time, he dared to guarantee that the ghost hand was in danger.

Chen Qingyang nodded slightly, then closed his eyes and stopped talking, frantically urging the few internal strengths in his body, and with the medicinal power of the healing elixir, he frantically recovered from his injuries.

Although the ghost hand did not stab Chen Qingyang's body with a single knife, he shed too much blood, nearly half of the total blood volume in his body, not to mention ordinary people, even if they were martial artists, I am afraid that their lives were already dying at this moment.

But Chen Qingyang survived, in addition to his own perverted repair ability, his willpower is also terrifying, and there are only a handful of martial artists below the innate realm who can compete with him.

Jiang Zhenshan immediately walked up to the black big knife and slowly pulled it up.

The black broadsword emits a glittering cold light, which makes people shudder.

This is Jiang Zhenshan's famous weapon, named Black Moon, which is said to be made of extraterrestrial meteorite, and it took Chen Bailang a lot of money to ask an ancient knife casting family to make a move, and it took a whole year to cast.

Although the Black Moon cannot be compared with the legendary divine weapon, it can still sharpen iron like clay, blow hair and break hair, and it is a rare treasure knife.

Since Jiang Zhenshan became the master of the Black Moon, there have been countless souls who have died under his knife, and it is a real god-killing knife.

Jiang Zhenshan turned around slowly, his gaze indifferent and ruthless looking directly at the ghost hand.

At this moment, Jiang Zhenshan is no longer the suave and elegant richest man in the southeast, but has become a peerless strongman with a sharp edge.

The black moon was urged by the strength of his hand, emitting bursts of yin wind and angry howls.

"Jiang Zhenshan, I don't want to trouble you, but you dare to stop me?" The ghost hand glared at Jiang Zhenshan angrily and said.

Jiang Zhenshan's name has long been on the must-kill list of the Dragon Martial Gang, and he once led his ghost troops to assassinate Jiang Zhenshan twice, but he was lucky to avoid both times.

Therefore, the ghost hand has always been haunted by the failure to kill Jiang Zhenshan.

"I hid from you, not because I was afraid of you, do you really think you can kill me?" Jiang Zhenshan said disdainfully.

The ghost hand grinned, his smile was full of cruelty, and said: "It's been a long time since anyone dared to provoke me like this, there is a road in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door to hell, you come from yourself, your head, I'm going to decide!" ”

"If you have the ability, come and take it, Shadow Guard, kill them all, and leave no one behind." Jiang Zhenshan snorted coldly.

Behind him, the group of shadow guards who seemed to be fierce and vicious suddenly rioted, killing the group of ghost killers like hungry wolves.

"Kill!"

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The ghost hand also gave an order, and the ghost killer stepped on a ghostly footwork to meet him.

The Great War is imminent!

"Ghost hand, come forward and die!"

Jiang Zhenshan shouted, the power under his feet shook, and the whole person jumped up on the ground, and there was suddenly a deep pit of nearly fifty centimeters on the ground.

Jiang Zhenshan's whole person jumped into the air, and the Black Moon Broadsword in his hand slashed out of thin air.

This slash, the move is plain, there are no gorgeous moves, and there is no sword shadow in the sky, so simple that it seems that even a three-year-old child can compare it.

But Jiang Zhenshan's knife was very fast, so fast that Chen Qingyang's eyes were hallucinating

The black moon in Jiang Zhenshan's hand instantly exuded an incomparably powerful sense of oppression, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and a looming sword burst out, directly taking the head of the ghost hand.

Ghost Hand's face suddenly distorted, and there was no extra time for him to think about how to deal with it, and all the power was frantically poured into the dagger in his hand, trying to block Jiang Zhenshan's menacing knife.

"Qiang ......"

The fire is shining brightly, and the momentum is shaking the sky!

The piercing sound of metal impact made Chen Qingyang's eardrums suddenly hurt badly, but he didn't care about it at all, and his eyes stared directly at the battlefield over there.

Wow!

In Jiang Zhenshan's absolute strength, the body of the ghost hand was directly shocked and retreated, the dagger in his hand had already broken in half, and the tiger's mouth in his right hand was even cracked, and blood slowly dripped on the ground.

After all, the ghost hand is a top killer, he is better at concealment and assassination, and his strength is indeed not at the same level as Jiang Zhenshan.

Jiang Zhenshan's body fell to the ground suddenly, and he suddenly raised the Black Moon Broadsword, pointed it at the ghost hand, and said in a cold voice: "Take out your soft sword, otherwise you won't have a chance!" ”

Ghost Hand's already pale face changed slightly, and the soft sword he wrapped around his waist has always been his most powerful hole card, capable of killing people invisibly every time.

This has always been the secret of the ghost hand, and the people who have seen him use the soft sword are basically dead, but I didn't expect Jiang Zhenshan to know this secret.

Feeling Jiang Zhenshan's strong strength that was not weaker than him at all, the ghost hand knew that he could only go all out to be able to kill Jiang Zhenshan.

"Woo-la-la!"

A thin sword as soft as a poisonous snake suddenly caught in the hand of the ghost hand, and the murderous aura on his body was suddenly released, climbing to a realm that was not weaker than Jiang Zhenshan.

The sword is one of the four famous weapons in China, and it has been known as the king of a hundred soldiers and the commander of all weapons since ancient times.

However, software is an extreme of sword weapons, because its sword body is as soft as silk, the strength is not easy to control and use, and the spirit must be highly concentrated when practicing the sword, so since ancient times, few masters can practice the soft sword to the realm of supernatural beauty.

Over time, the soft sword weapon gradually disappeared in the long river of history, and even if there was an occasional master who practiced the soft sword, it was only a flash in the pan and could not change its fate.

In modern times, the soft sword sword technique that has been passed down since ancient times is almost extinct, and the ghost hand also got a sword technique for practicing soft sword by chance, coupled with his good talent, he was really practiced by him, and he is probably the last master in this world who can use the soft sword.