"Okay, you dare to plot against us, wait for me, I have to peel off a layer of her skin!" Zi Tan'an said resentfully.

Then he looked at Xuan Liyue: "Don't worry about catching ghosts, I'm here." ”

As he spoke, two more porcelain vases smashed through, forcing the zombies back to the edge of the stream.

Knowing what was at work, and having the nemesis of these things in her hands, she didn't have much fear left in her heart except for disgust.

Xuan Liyue nodded, stepped on the ethereal footwork under his feet, and walked quickly in the northwest direction, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After Xuan Liyue left, the flames around the tent were suddenly extinguished.

A gust of wind blew suddenly, Zi Tan'an's body shook suddenly, and the porcelain vase in his hand was thrown out in all directions, and he shouted in his mouth at the same time.

"What kind of person pretends to be a ghost, and has the ability to come out and fight with me!"

The wind was gusting, and there was no figure.

Zi Tian'an grabbed the plum blossom gun in his hand, and with the other hand, he held the small porcelain bottle left by Xuan Liyue, and his eyes swept in all directions.

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

The two big white wolves howled in warning and heard far and wide.

A moment later, there was a slight "click" of footsteps on fallen leaves.

Zi Tian'an's expression tightened slightly, and he turned his head to look at the place where the voice came from.

A slender black figure suddenly turned out from under a tree.

Although it was not close, Zi Tian'an still noticed that the person's poisonous and cold gaze was stuck to him.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Zi Qian asked boldly, his voice a little tense.

"Hehe, what do you say?" The human, the voice was indistinguishable, revealing a yin evil.

Zi Qian'an was already sure at this moment that this person was not a disciple of the Feixia Sect.

Is it for yourself, or for Xuan Liyue?

Or do you know that the disciples of the Feixia Sect have experienced and come to the disciples of the Feixia Sect?

"It doesn't matter if you're a human or a ghost, since you're out, you'll have a showdown!"

Zi Qian said, holding the plum blossom gun and attacking the man.

This kind of distance is too much of a test of her courage, so let's fight first.

The man seemed to chuckle mockingly, his voice was very soft, and it dissipated in the wind, and Zi Qian only thought it was his own delusion.

Her plum spear was about to pierce his shoulder, but he was unmoved.

Zi Tan was a little weak in his heart, but this shot had already been stabbed out, and it was impossible to stop it.

When the plum spear pierced the man's shoulder and stabbed into the trunk of a tree behind him, Zi Ting'an's eyes widened with horror.

This man has no body!

She felt right, her plum gun did "penetrate" the person, but it seemed to penetrate a cloud of air.

The man wasn't hurt at all!

It was only at this moment that she realized that this "person" was even more dangerous than she imagined.

With a slam of his wrist, he pulled the plum blossom spear out of the trunk, and Zi Tian'an quickly retreated.

However, there are "people" who are faster than her.

The figure suddenly turned into a cloud of smoke, and then quickly condensed into the shape of a large hand, and slammed into Zi Tan'an's throat.

A feeling of suffocation came to his face, and Zi Tian'an subconsciously threw out all the porcelain vases in his hand.

The result made her desperate and useless, and the speed of that big hand did not decrease but increased.

Seeing it, it was about to be choked by her throat.

She felt the smell of decay, death.

A light suddenly flashed in her mind, and she suddenly remembered that she had seen a record in an old yellow book.

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