"Whew!" Suddenly, a ghostly light shot out from the tip of the ancient sword in Zhao Haoran's hand, and shot towards Xie Renjie with lightning speed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xie Renjie, who was waiting for the battle, only had time to turn sideways slightly to the right, flashed to the vital position of the heart, and the ghostly light shot on Xie Renjie's left arm, and the Heavenly Seal armor covering Xie Renjie's left arm was like a candle pierced by a soldering iron, melting and spreading around with the ghostly light as the center, and then the ghostly light penetrated into Xie Renjie's left arm.

Xie Renjie's left arm suddenly turned pitch black, pustus sores bulged out one after another on his skin, and even black blood flowed down his arm, and a piercing pain hit him, Xie Renjie felt a blackness in front of him.

"Buzz!" Zhao Haoran was unforgiving, and the ancient sword in his hand stabbed at Xie Renjie's heart with a ghostly light.

"Roar!" Xie Renjie roared angrily, his body moved down slightly, avoiding the vital point of his heart, and he ignored Zhao Haoran's attack, and slashed at Zhao Haoran with all his strength in his right hand.

He knew that he was at an absolute disadvantage now, and he could only survive to death, and he couldn't have a trace of cowardice in his heart, otherwise he might be killed on the spot today.

"Die!" Zhao Haoran was not to be outdone, when he saw Xie Renjie coming from Xinting, he actually stretched out his left hand and slapped it towards the blade, and the right hand holding the sword stabbed at Xie Renjie unchanged, it seems that he is ready to lose both with Xie Renjie.

The brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, but anyone who is a little timid may fall into the abyss and become a dead soul under the knife.

Xie Renjie and Zhao Haoran both had a fierce light in their eyes, and if people with unfirm minds saw this vision, they might be scared out of their minds.

People who can become martial saints in this era can be said to be paranoid, and they snatch that little bit of energy from the hands of the central black hole with a belief that they will never admit defeat, and snatch that little hope that leads to a higher peak of martial arts.

Therefore, they are cruel to others, and even more ruthless to themselves, and what they believe in is not to become a Buddha if they are not crazy.

Therefore, no martial saint will be afraid of death, and in the moment of life and death, they have the courage to drag the enemy to the end.

"Ahh Two screams rang out.

The ancient sword in Zhao Haoran's hand pierced into Xie Renjie's left shoulder without hindrance, piercing through the pipa bone, and the pitch-black color spread from Xie Renjie's wound stabbed by the ancient sword to the entire body, and at the same time, Xie Renjie's wound made a "bang" sound, like the ground corroded by strong acid, and puffs of green smoke came out.

The knife in Xie Renjie's hand collided with Zhao Haoran's left hand, although Zhao Haoran tried his best to shake Xie Renjie's knife away, but half of his palm was cut off, and the blood flowed like a pillar for a while.

"Bump!" With their hands occupied, the two raised their feet and kicked each other hard, and with this force, the two widened the distance.

"Who the hell are you? How can it be the "Five Poisons Sutra"? Xie Renjie asked with difficulty while using the Creation Jade Disc to suppress the spread of the toxin.

"The Five Poisons Sutra? No, no, this is "Nether Sword", what my Zhao family inherited has never been a Phantom Sword, but a Nether Sword, and the Phantom Sword is just the form of a hidden Nether Sword. Zhao Haoran tapped a few times on his left arm to stop the blood.

The ancient sword in his right hand has changed drastically, at this time, there is a humanoid skull on the hilt, and the patterns on the sword body have also changed into various human expressions of pain, and the ghostly flames that originally covered the sword body have become a revenant entanglement, making a roar that shakes people's hearts.

"Poof! You're damned! Xie Renjie spat out a mouthful of black blood and said, the black blood gathered in the low-lying part of the ring, and the blood puddle formed kept shaking, as if there were countless insects swimming in the blood water.

Seeing this scene, combined with the form of the ancient sword in Zhao Haoran's hand, he didn't know what it was, and the so-called Nether Sword was formed by integrating the ghost's resentment and poison into the original Phantom Sword imprint.

"Hey, hey! I don't know if I'm dead or not, but today you're dead. Zhao Haoran said gloomily, although he was also injured, he was not as serious as Xie Renjie at all.

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"Ancestor, what's going on?" The changes on the stage were too fast, and Zhang Xuan still couldn't react.

"Damn, it turned out to be the remnants of the ghost shadow, but I didn't expect that the Zhao family, which has been more than two thousand years old, turned out to be the chess pieces arranged by the ghost shadow in Xianyang City!" The ancestor of the Zhang family did not answer Zhang Xuan's question, but stared at Zhao Haoran on the stage and said hatefully.

Looking at his appearance, if it weren't for the bloody battle in the ring, he might have rushed up and killed Zhao Haoran with his own hands.

The other martial saints who saw this scene also had dark faces.

"Pass the order, surround the Zhao family, check for me, see if there are any ghosts in the Zhao family, don't let go of any clues. What the hell does the observer do? Fu Zhi said with anger on his face, although he also knew in his heart that since Zhao Haoran dared to be exposed in broad daylight, he would not leave any traces with the cautious style of acting with ghost shadows.

"Ancestor, what is the ghost shadow?" Zhang Xuan couldn't help but ask out loud when he saw that Old Ancestor didn't answer his question, but muttered something ghostly.

"I shouldn't have told you so early, but now that I have met it, I told you that you should be a little more prepared, so as not to be hacked by them in the future." The ancestor of the Zhang family said with a dark face, hesitated.

"This is an organization composed of a group of martial saints who vainly try to rule the world, if only this is nothing, but in order to weaken the power of the Chinese nation, they actually colluded with foreign races, and in order to develop the power to intimidate, threaten, poison and control everything, and even they colluded with demon beasts, just to consume the living power of the Chinese martial saints."

"The most obvious characteristic of their members is the cultivation of the Five Poison Gong, whether it is orthodox cultivation or the cultivation of using ghost resentment and poison. Now the seventh ghost-faced man on the heavenly list is the leader of the current ghost shadows, and they also have a very mysterious lord, but no one knows who it is. The ancestor of the Zhang family explained to Zhang Xuan.

"So everyone who says that the ghost shadow is punished by everyone? So what are you waiting for? Go up and fight in a group! Zhang Xuan said excitedly.

"No one is allowed to interfere in a bloody battle, this is a dead rule, even if the above side is a ghost and a shadow person, this rule must not be broken. Now he can only survive this catastrophe on his own. The ancestor of the Zhang family looked at Xie Renjie and said.

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"If you want me to die, I'm afraid your strength is not enough." Xie Renjie urged the Creation Jade Disc to forcibly absorb the toxins that invaded the body, and the energy of the Creation Jade Disc plummeted, and the heartbroken Xie Renjie almost burst into tears, but in a hurry, Xie Renjie could only grit his teeth and admit it.

The pitch-black color of his left arm slowly faded, and even the wound began to heal.

"Drink!" Seeing this situation, Zhao Haoran immediately raised his sword to kill, wanting to interrupt Xie Renjie's healing.

Xie Renjie didn't go head-to-head with him, but walked around the ring with a speed faster than him, pushing the Creation Jade Disc to heal his wounds, while carefully paying attention to Zhao Haoran's sword to prevent him from emitting a ghostly light.

Zhao Haoran couldn't attack for a long time, stopped the attack, and retreated to the side of the ring.

Xie Renjie stopped on the other side of the ring and stared at Zhao Haoran tightly, Zhao Haoran didn't attack, so he had time to heal, and he was happy to wait, after all, time was on his side.

"Fortunately, the Lord was prepared, otherwise you might have escaped today! Come out! Now let me show you my true strength. Zhao Haoran shouted loudly, and then a mummy figure rose behind him, and then the mummy figure shrank sharply, covering Zhao Haoran's body, and the mummy's right arm stretched out a bandage to wrap around the Nether Sword, and the two were combined.

"It's... This... What's going on? Could it be that Zhao Haoran was also a title-level genius when he was young? Zhang Xuan stammered and asked.

"Impossible! I know very well the scene of Zhao Haoran's breakthrough to a Martial Saint, there is no prestige of a title-level Martial Saint genius at all! The ancestor of the Zhang family immediately denied Zhang Xuan's words.

"So what's going on with this?" Zhang Xuan pointed at Zhao Haoran and asked.

"This is supposed to be a ghost made by the Lord of the Ghost Shadow, although I don't know what's going on, but I can feel that the breath of the two Celestial Seals is not the same, and as far as I know, the Celestial Seal is this mummified form, and the only way to cultivate the Ancient Egyptian Book of the Dead is to cultivate." Fu Zhi, who was beside the ancestor of the Zhang family, explained.

"It's really damn it, I didn't expect this group of people to forget their ancestors to such an extent." The ancestor of the Zhang family said hatefully.