Chapter 59

Worthy of respect

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Let go of the obsession and be liberated.

Ten years of grievances also ended with a light sigh......

Watching Shi Mingshan's undead gradually dissipate in the golden red sunset light, Jiang Hengpan sat on the ground and chanted silently:

"Cultivate a hundred years of Taoism, ten years without regrets, when the dust returns, there will be no thunder in a thousand mountains......"

Bow your head and silently close your eyes.

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He could have put down Shi Mingshan at the last moment and absorbed all of his undead cultivation, but he didn't.

Not even the old ghosts...... Because the old ghost said, "Such a person deserves to be respected......"

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After the last bit of obsession of Shi Mingshan's undead disappeared, the puzzle of ten years ago was still a puzzle.

The answer still has to continue to be found, Jiang Heng stood up, turned to look at Qing Liangping, who was seriously injured by his own move "Thousand Mountains Thunder".

His breath struggled there: "Impossible...... You obviously don't have the strength anymore...... You only have ...... The cultivation of the Martial Arts Realm ......"

Before his hand was put on Qing Liangping's body, Jiang Heng finally told him: "Because I'm not just a person, I'm still a ghost!"

Hands down...... From now on, you are still Qing Liangping, but you are also my ghost servant!

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The enchantment dissipated, and Jiang Heng's martial arts strength was released again.

He sensed that not far away, there was a battle that did not end. But he didn't rush over, he looked at the more than fifty masters from the Sheng Wang Sect on the ground.

He smiled coldly: "It's a pity that you are not Shi Mingshan, I have no respect for you!"

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In a corner of the valley, there were more than 100 inner disciples piled up there.

Shuo Fuji held a light blue sword and fought against the woman opposite.

The two of them first forcibly resisted the enchantment, and used their original cultivation to cause the enchantment to backfire, and they already had a lot of injuries on their bodies.

But the woman on the other side still didn't give up, looking like she was going to kill herself, and she didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

The Eagle Feather Gray Knife flew into the air, and like a falcon that had already aimed at its prey, it grabbed towards Shuo Fuji's light blue sword.

The light blue sword hit the light blue sword with a few sword qi, and the falcon didn't dodge at all, and after taking the sword qi hard, he rushed to the light blue sword and forcibly grabbed the light blue sword from Shuo Bujun.

Shuo Fuji, who had lost the light blue sword, pushed away with a sharp palm force on his side...... He hurriedly took a blue-rock step and quickly dodged.

The palm force passed by, and where it passed, even the three-zhang boulder was smashed into pieces.

Immediately after, there were two more palms, one palm towards Shuo Fuji, and the other palm towards the stone pile of those inner disciples who were sealed.

Shuo Fuji fought back with both palms, but the woman actually hid behind her palms and threw herself in front of the pile of stones.

Raise your palm, gather all your strength, and hit the pile of stones.

With that palm, I'm afraid more than a dozen lives will be left here......

Shuo Buji quickly took the Qingyan footwork and rushed over. The speed is still not as fast as the woman's palm......

Seeing that a dozen lives in front of him were about to fall, a flame fell from a high place.

Immediately after, a fiery red sword flew into the air, forcibly separating the entangled light blue sword and the eagle feather gray sword.

When the three weapons flew back into the hands of their respective masters, there was obviously one more person in the valley.

It was the same woman, and the fiery red sword in the woman's hand slashed towards the other woman without hesitation.

The woman raised her eagle feather gray knife and tried to block it......

Although he blocked the attack of the fiery red sword, he was still blown away by the gray smoke covering his body by the rushing flames.

The woman had a gray baby face.

The camellia gray shirt was patterned with an eagle, and the tight-fitting gray skirt was covered with gray trousers, and a black trimmed robe was draped over the shoulders.

The short hair just hangs on the shoulders, and a ponytail is tied with a black rope at the back of the hair.

Her immature but gloomy baby face had two big bulging eyes, and she was staring at the woman who was wrapped in black and holding a fiery red sword.

She knew the sword, and it was called the Fire Sword.

It was precisely because of this realization that she became more angry at the moment.

The black-clothed woman pointed the fire sword in her hand at the baby-faced woman in gray opposite, and sneered: "Su You'er, are you lost again?

The gray-clothed woman named Su You'er was about to speak, when more than a dozen figures had already jumped up to her.

Among them, there are three people in the martial arts realm, and the rest are also in the martial arts realm.

The leader was Qing Liangping, who was holding a long sword, standing in front of him, and asked in a cold tone, "Are you okay?"

Before the woman in gray could speak, the woman in black opposite suddenly laughed and said:

"Yo, this time I have a long memory. I even know how to bring helpers, and I have brought so much!"

Su You'er looked at the people around him who were all companions of Sheng Wangmen's trip, although he was angry that their appearance led to the current situation of 'war is to bully more and less, and it is difficult to solve the hatred in his heart if he does not fight'.

"Get out of here!"

After the immature voice shouted angrily, Su You'er turned into a cloud of gray smoke and left towards the outside of the valley.

Qing Liangping and the others also retreated slowly, and when their original team of more than fifty people gathered, they also followed Su You'er's direction and retreated!

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Not far away, in the ruins of the ancient temple, Jiang Heng, who was watching more than 50 people leave Qingliangping, turned around silently, picked up the Qianshan Ming Thunder Sword left by Qingliangping on the ground, and withdrew it into the ring together with the ancient rusty sword.

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And after Su Youer, Qingliang and more than 50 people evacuated.

Shuo Buji finally breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded towards the girl holding the fire sword: "Thank you senior sister for your help!"

"Save you?" the woman wrapped in black said coldly: "You and I are enemies by nature!"

After speaking, he turned around and walked in the opposite direction towards Su You'er and the others, which was also going in the direction of the Qingyan Ancient Sect.

When the woman was about to leave, Shuo Buji opened his mouth to remind: "Senior sister, you have saved the lives of so many fellow disciples, but you have a great credit......

Before he could finish speaking, the woman's disdainful voice came:

"I'll give it to you!

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To the woman's answer, Shuo Buji shook his head helplessly: "I'm not rare!"

"Then let it be to me!"

Jiang Heng walked over slowly.

But he immediately met Shuo Fuji's skeptical gaze: "You seem to have been seriously injured just now?"

Sure enough, the kid still noticed.

It's a fact that I'm hurt, but it's also a fact that I'm not hurt now.

Who made him not just a person, but also a ghost!

The blood and qi of more than 50 people are all characters with the strength of martial arts selection and martial arts, and I am afraid that even if they are seriously injured, they can instantly make up for the loss of vitality.

"It seems that you were distracted when you were fighting just now, so you are not afraid of ......"

"You answer my question first!"

Jiang Heng's attempt to change the topic was unsuccessful, and the light blue sword in the middle of the second hand was already on his shoulder.

"You're suspicious?"

"It's vigilance!"

"Then you didn't find ......"

Jiang Heng tore off his shirt directly, revealing a body full of wounds and blood: "Am I enduring it......?"