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Deng Buduo held the last soul locking nail in his hand, and he hesitated and didn't dare to make a move.

After hundreds of years of searching and accumulation, he only has three soul locking nails in his hands, he has already shot twice, both of which were caught and crushed by the old man in the red robe, if he misses again this time, he will miss the last chance to kill the old man in the red robe.

"Just a lackey, you want to defeat me?" The red-robed old man approached step by step, and with a wave of his hand at will, one of the students lost consciousness, blocking between the red-robed old man and Deng Buduo like a walking corpse, like a meat shield.

With another wave of their hands, two more students stared directly at Deng Buduo.

"Isn't it true that Chen Shu can't stop you? Could it be that the Demon Continent really wants to be ruled by you?"

There was not much time left for Deng Buduo to hesitate, either to shoot or to be captured, there was no other choice.

He gritted his teeth, and finally threw the last soul locking nail at the red-robed old man.

What are the odds? one hundredth, or less.

Deng Buduo even closed his eyes, he didn't dare and didn't want to see a bad ending.

"I heard that the soul nailed by the soul nail has to endure the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, but I look at your ten thousand arrows piercing the heart. ”

The red-robed old man stood in place, this time, he did not crush the soul lock nail in his hand, but looked at it playfully in front of his eyes.

"Cure it!"

The Soul Locking Nail returned along the same path, and with a "whoosh" sound, it shot at Deng Buduo at ten times the speed.

The speed of the Soul Locking Nail is not particularly fast, especially for a wind mage.

But for Deng Buduo, an old man without mana, its speed is simply lightning fast. He didn't even have the idea of dodging.

Knowing that he will die, why should he hide?

If you must die, why not die decently?

He would rather die peacefully than die.

Deng Buduo sighed and closed his eyes.

Pain!

An indescribable pain, like being bitten by a maggot on the tarsal bones.

Deng Buduo was wrapped in severe pain, and even every hair felt unbearable pain.

The Soul Locking Nail was firmly nailed to his chest, and his chest seemed to be burned by the Soul Locking Nail, and wisps of white smoke floated out from the tiny wound and dispersed with the wind.

That's his seven souls and six spirits.

"The Soul Locking Nail really lives up to its name, fortunately, the casting method of this thing has been lost, otherwise the soul mage will never see the light of day!" The red-robed old man glanced contemptuously at Deng Buduo, who was curled up on the ground, and continued: "As for you, the scum among the soul mages, it is your honor to die from the Soul Locking Nail!"

Deng Buduo had been tortured by pain and almost fainted, but the sound of a footstep shook his spirit.

Chen Shu: His footsteps Deng Buduo was very familiar, even if it was a little messy because of the rush at this time, Deng Buduo still heard it for the first time.

During his days in the inner city, Chen Shu saw too many deaths, but these deaths did not cause much irritation to him, in the end, the dead people had nothing to do with him.

Deng Buduo is different, in Chen Shu's eyes, he is not only a teacher who preaches and receives karma, but also a cultivation assistant who helps him clear the power of the Monkey King, and he is the first friend in the school city to accept him.

"Really...... Chen Shu...... Is it?" Deng Buduo suddenly opened his mouth and asked intermittently, his eyes looking at Chen Shu were so earnest.

Chen Shu hurriedly took a few steps forward, knelt beside Deng Buduo, and grabbed his hand stretched out to him. "No, it's not an illusion! Teacher, it's me, Chen Shu, I'm here!"

Deng Buduo used his hand to exert force, and suddenly pulled Chen Shu to his side, and the moment Chen Shu's ear came to his mouth, he said a word in his ear in a very small but very firm voice, and then died.

Chen Shu's heart has never been so cold, he has been in the Demon Continent for nearly two years, he has made a decision to kill, and many people have died under his hands, but he has never wanted to kill a person like this at this time.

Die!

There was only one thought in his mind.

"Young people are always blind, did you know that he has already noticed your origin, he has long known that you can control the five systems of spells at the same time, and because of a legend that you can kill me, he personally sent you into the inner city, and watched you die......"

He ...... You already knew?"

"A soul mage has the ability to peek into people's memories, although he is a scum, he is also a soul mage after all......"

"You're wrong, the inner city is my own, and that legend ......"

Chen Shu held a black sickle in his hand and suddenly rushed towards the red-robed old man.

This time, the red-robed old man simply stood still.

"You can't kill me, people can't kill souls. ”

Sure enough, the moment the sickle in Chen Shu's hand slashed him in the waist, his waist turned into red gas, and he separated up and down, as if to make way for the sickle in Chen Shu's hand.

As the scythe passed through his waist, the upper and lower parts of the gas refused, and the red-robed old man's body became complete again.

"Do you want to try again? You don't have much time left, and soon Sikong Haoyue's reinforcements will arrive, do you think he will let us go? Why don't we join forces and escape from the school city before making plans." ”

The persuasion of the red-robed old man was serious, and people who didn't know the truth would even think that he and Chen Shu were ancestors and grandchildren.

"Is it?Sikong Haoyue?" Chen Shu asked suddenly.

Sikong Haoyue, who was approaching him from behind the red-robed old man, was stunned for a moment, and simply admitted, "Yes, you two, no one wants to get out of the school city alive." ”

Chen Shu didn't make an evaluation, but continued to attack the red-robed old man with the death sickle, and every attack was easily avoided by him, so the next attack was faster and more ruthless.

After dozens of attacks, Chen Shu simply put away his death scythe and used his fist instead.

With just one punch, the red-robed old man completely dispersed into a red mist to dodge, recondensing ten meters away from Chen Shu.

"Are you scared?"

"Any soul mage should be afraid of what's in your fist. ”

It's been seen!

Chen Shu clenched his fists, and in his fist was a soul-locking nail taken out of Deng Buduo's body, and Deng Buduo finally said only four words to Chen Shu.

"Souls, nemesis. ”

Then Chen Shu was stuffed with a bloody nail in his hand.

"Don't be ashamed of this trick. The red-robed old man had contempt on his face, "Sure enough, what kind of teacher teaches what kind of student, let him teach you for two more years, I'm afraid I don't want your body anymore." ”

Chen Shu shouted angrily and rushed towards Deng Buduo again.

He stretched out the arm with the soul locking nail in his hand, eager to immediately let the soul of the red-robed old man fly away.

The two are 10 meters apart.

As soon as Chen Shu made a move, the red-robed old man began to think: how to take the soul lock nail in his hand - it was too difficult to snatch something from the wind mage - but he couldn't let Chen Shu continue to come around, as he himself said, Sikong Haoyu's reinforcements were about to arrive.

Until the distance between the two was 5 meters, he still didn't think of a good way.

"Forget it, let's dodge this attack first. ”

The old man in the red robe repeated his old tricks, and his body was about to turn into red mist again.

This trick has been tried and tested, but this time, it didn't work.

"Impossible! This is impossible! Sikong Haoyue, you actually ......" He was shocked, and looked back at Sikong Haoyue in surprise.

A nail-like object was firmly stuck in the back of the red-robed old man.

The wound on his back immediately continued to emit white smoke like Deng Buduo.

"Sure enough, he also has a soul lock nail in his hand!" Chen Shu wiped his sweat, he had looked through Sikong Haoyue's storage ring, and there was indeed a weapon that looked very much like a nail in it.

At that time, Chen Shu didn't know what it was, but just now when Deng Buduo handed him the Soul Lock Nail to him, he had a bold conjecture.

Sikong Haoyue also has a soul locking nail! He came prepared!

"And mine!"

Chen Shu no longer hesitated, accelerated his sprint, and sent the soul locking nail that was still stained with Deng Buduo's blood into the chest of the red-robed old man.

"Die!"

The red-robed old man's eyes were about to split, and his mouth let out a mournful cry that only a beast can have, and his hands were clutched, as if he wanted to strangle Chen Shu to death.

The conspiracy that had been planned for tens of thousands of years collapsed in one fell swoop, just because of a little bastard whose cultivation was less than the sixth order, he was unwilling!

Chen Shu and Sikong Haoyue seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding, both of them no longer paid attention to the red-robed old man, and they looked at each other with complicated expressions across the red-robed old man.

"It's time to solve our problems. As he spoke, the death sickle reappeared in Chen Shu's hand.

"I can't beat you. Sikong Haoyue rarely showed weakness, "Fortunately, my reinforcements have arrived. ”