And Ghost Thirteen didn't seem to feel the worries of the mountain cannon and Du Yiqiang, he walked very calmly, step by step into the rainstorm.

It may be the heavy rain, the people on the street are very good today, Ghost Thirteen walked for more than half an hour, turned into an alley, and a flat field faintly appeared in front of him, and there was not even a single figure here.

Surrounded by darkness that could not be seen, the torrential rain raged between heaven and earth, the sound of rain was like thousands of troops galloping, suddenly, a lightning bolt pierced the sky, and the figure of the ghost thirteen in black robes was clearly reflected, with a strange smile on his face, the handle in his hand slowly turned the handle of the umbrella, standing there like a nail, when the light of the lightning dimmed, he took a new step and slowly walked into the flat field.

"Is Shopkeeper Tong there?" Ghost Thirteen's voice echoed around the flat field through the torrential rain.

Rumble...... Another flash of lightning exploded in the sky, and eight figures suddenly appeared around the flat field, holding the same sword in their hands, the blade of which still released an uncertain wave of light in the pouring rain of rain, and the position was divided into eight sides, and the ghost thirteen were surrounded in it.

"Wow! there's an ambush?!" Ghost Thirteen seemed startled.

"It's too late to know now!" The lightning became dim again, and a cold voice came out of the darkness: "Black robe, you are a hopeless fool, do you really think that Lao Tong will cooperate with you?!"

"I'm just giving it a try, and if I have something to say, personal attacks are not right. Ghost Thirteen let out a soft sigh: "It's just...... I remember that I warned you last time, don't mess with me on a windy day, but you Broken Sword Sect doesn't seem to have any memory at all, and it's only been a few days?

"Black robe, you underestimate the Broken Sword Sect too much. The cold voice said: "Blood debt and blood repayment, retribution is not happy! It's your turn to pay!"

"Black robe, there is no wind today! The downpour can quickly take away the poison you released!" Another hoarse voice said slowly: "I think you still have any skills?!"

"You guys really pay attention to details, I said don't mess with me on a windy day, so you find a way to avoid it?" Ghost Thirteen said with a smile: "Good enough." “

"It's useless to talk too much, black robe, and die!" said the cold voice.

"Actually, you don't know,......" Ghost Thirteen muttered in a low voice, "The most poisonous thing in the world is the heart." As long as my heart is beating, I'm a poison ......"

Rumble...... Another bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, and Ghost Thirteen could clearly see that several sword lights were shooting towards him, and the fierce Yuan Force fluctuations bloomed at the same time.

Those who set up the ambush obviously had a deep fear of Ghost Thirteen, and they did not hesitate to consume a large amount of Yuan Force, so that the sword light could be swallowed out more than ten meters long, because no one dared to approach Ghost Thirteen.

Waves of light split the rainstorm, and even caused the rainstorm to freeze for a very short time. This kind of power definitely does not belong to the natal technique.

The eight ambushers were all monks, and they unleashed their killing moves at the same time, and although the rain had greatly reduced their lethality, they believed that the black robes were more affected.

Oni Thirteen shook his head and stepped forward, his figure suddenly drifting to one side, his body was very strange, as if he was gliding on the ice. If your eyesight is good enough, you can faintly see it between Oni Thirteen's feet. There were two ghostly masses floating.

The monk in front of Ghost Thirteen found himself the first target, although he was shocked in his heart, he was shocked but not confused, his body swept backwards, and at the same time dispersed the sword light, and his wrist shook. Another brilliant sword light stretched out from his broken sword.

But before the monk could make a move, the umbrella in the hand of the ghost thirteen was collected, and thousands of water droplets rolled towards him like sharp arrows.

The range of this attack is too great to dodge unless there is a Talisman Armor. Or if he has a strong wolf aura like Ye Xin, it is possible to scatter the water droplets that shoot out.

Fortunately, it was just a drop of water, and the monk closed his eyes and swept back again, wielding his sword light desperately.

Bang Bang Bang ...... I don't know how many droplets of water hit the monk, the droplets of water are not lethal, but the things released by Ghost Thirteen must contain poison, and countless black spots appeared on the monk's face in an instant, and the black dots were gradually expanding, connecting into one, and the monk's terrible screams took seven or eight steps back, and fell down.

Ghost Thirteen was extremely confident in his poison, and after unleashing a blow, he had changed opponents, and his body was simply like that of a ghost, and he could glide silently in the darkness at will without taking a step.

"Ascend to enlightenment?!" a monk let out a cry of grief and indignation, and hurriedly pounced on his companion who had been put down, reaching for his companion's neck with one hand and holding his companion's waist with the other, trying to lift his companion up, but as soon as he exerted his strength, he realized that something was wrong.

His companion's flesh seemed to have turned into a mass of slime, and his hands reached into his companion's body without hindrance, until he touched the hard bones, and the disgusting and extreme feeling almost made him lose his soul and immediately retreated.

At this time, there was a tingling sensation in his hands, and soon he could no longer feel the existence of his hands, and he knew that he had also been poisoned, and hurriedly shouted: "Cut off my hands......!" Chop off my hands!"

But at this time, the light of the lightning has become dim, from extremely bright to extremely dim, and there will be a brief period of discomfort in the vision, for the monks of the Broken Sword Sect, this is not a big deal, two of the monks approached the screaming companion, trying to help, and the other monks are searching for the figure of the Ghost Thirteen, but for the battle-hardened Ghost Thirteen, this moment is an excellent opportunity to kill.

Oni Thirteen slipped out of the darkness and silently approached a monk, his umbrella slowly raised, blocking the pouring rain.

Ghost Thirteen has no heartbeat, no fluctuations, no temperature, no breathing, and judging from the vital indicators of a normal person, he is already a dead person.

The monk didn't even see the ghost thirteen who was close at hand, he was holding a broken sword in his hand, the sword light was slowly swallowing, his eyes were round, and he slowly scanned the darkness, suddenly, he felt that something was wrong, the sound of rain was still continuous, but why was there no rain?

The monk looked up, and only then did he see the swarthy umbrella cloth, and he was so frightened that he let out an inhuman cry, and his body swept forward like lightning, and at the same time turned sideways, and the broken sword slashed backwards with all his might.

It's just that he saw the smirking Ghost Thirteen quickly slide into the darkness and disappear without a trace, and he roared with all his might: "Here! here!"

Rumble...... Another flash of lightning exploded, and several monks noticed that there was something unusual here, and quickly swept this way, but when they got close to the monk, they successively showed a hellish look and retreated in a panic.

"You ......" The monk wiped the rain from his face vigorously, and suddenly felt an extra layer of slimy things on his hands, and hurriedly looked into his hands, and found that his face and most of his nose had been wiped off by himself.

The monk let out an earth-shattering scream, and fell backwards like a stake, but he had just been poisoned, and he was not yet dead, but fainted with fright.

"Cut off my hand, ......" The monk rushed over after being poisoned, waving his arms vigorously, trying to get help from his companions, but where did he still have hands? As his arms danced, pieces of flesh were thrown out, and the two companions who had gone to help him only dared to follow him far behind, for fear of being stained by the flesh he threw out.

The leader of the monk gasped, the two lightning bolts were only a few breaths apart, and three of his companions had already been poisoned, and there was no physiology! The black robe's haunting ability was far beyond their expectations!

"Formation!" the leader roared.

The remaining five monks were back to back, lined up in a circle, so that no matter which direction the Oni Thirteen approached, they could spot it in time.

Boom...... Two bolts of lightning exploded in succession, illuminating the flat field, and Ghost Thirteen disappeared, and his shadow was not visible at all.

"Don't move!" roared the leading monk.

"Guo Hai, we are still ...... Let's go!" the other monk whispered, his voice trembling slightly: "We thought wrong, this kind of ghost weather, we can't deal with that black robe, wait ......"

"Shut up!" the monk at the head had a bruise on his forehead, he came up with the idea, and of course he was responsible, he would not allow it to retreat like this!

At this moment, Ghost Thirteen was actually floating in the air, smirking, looking at the monks below, only the major cultivation that reached the Dao Realm could be temporarily suspended in the air, so those monks didn't expect that Ghost Thirteen was hiding in the sky.

The ghost dragged Oni Thirteen's body steadily, he yawned, opened the umbrella, and then turned it slightly, and the water droplets that bounced off the surface of the umbrella mixed into the rain and fell downward.

The monks were unaware of it, and they were still arguing, some people wanted to leave, some people did not allow everyone to go, and the contradiction was very acute.

"Guo Hai, what do you mean, do you have to kill everyone?" a monk shouted: "The sect master is in Fulaiju, we can go back and ask the sect master to come out and deal with that ghost!"

"We Broken Sword Eight Sons shot together, and we didn't even touch the shadow of the black robe, what face do we have to meet the sect master?!" the leader of the monk shouted.

"In Fulaiju......" Ghost Thirteen sighed.

The monks faintly heard the voice of the ghost thirteen, looked up together, and then showed a look of horror and scattered around.

"I'll tell you a secret, but I'm close to death, the stronger I become......" Ghost Thirteen's figure slowly rose upward: "Let me see how powerful the sect master of the Broken Sword Sect is!"

Those monks couldn't describe the feeling in their hearts, the black robe actually let them go, which made them breathe a sigh of relief, but the black robe went to find trouble with the sect, should they go with it or hide? )