"Slash!"

In the cold underground space, a Dharma altar was erected.

Shen Peigong stood in front of the altar.

He wields a sword in his hand, and when he drops it out of breath, the short sword enshrined on the altar also slashes at the puppet.

Drawing the sword and slashing the life is time, and each sword slash will cut off the opponent's yang life.

This kind of spell is not like ordinary spell games, ordinary spell games have spells that harm people, but life spells are difficult to trace.

Shen Pei recruited all the students to protect the Fa, and the purpose was only to let the students block the accidents that disturbed his spell casting, or to carry him away after he finished casting the spell.

From the day when the Lantern Daoist entered Yangling, Shen Peigong also had a targeted layout, and he had even been hungry for seven days in a row, just to draw a sword and kill the Empress Dowager accurately.

The technique was very successful, but his physical strength was really poor, and swinging a sword at the moment was a sword.

Every time the sword fell, Shen Peigong could sense that there was something missing somewhere in the Empress Dowager's body.

He has already wielded more than a thousand swords at the moment, even if a sword slashes a day, he has at least cut off the three years of the Empress Dowager's yang life.

With a soft shout, Shen Peigong held the long sword and slashed out again.

Although the current distance was extremely close, and he adjusted his state for seven days to maximize the power of drawing his sword and slashing his life, the power of his spell casting was still limited.

Shen Peigong also only sighed that his magic was not perfect, if he was a great cultivator who really practiced the life technique, how could he want to sacrifice like him.

The more time passes, the more variables there are, and Shen Peigong has to fight hard to continue to sacrifice the Fa.

Either kill the Empress Dowager's longevity, or exhaust yourself.

For Shen Peigong, he has no third option.

From the moment he made a move, Shen Peigong knew very well that he must be the target of key suspicion, and if he couldn't solve the Empress Dowager, the other party would inevitably pursue him.

Regardless of whether there is real evidence or not, people like the Empress Dowager would rather kill by mistake than let go.

Correspondingly, everyone just beware of each other before tearing their faces, but after tearing their faces, there is no buffer, and if you don't make a fuss, you won't be able to end up alive or dead.

He let out a loud shout, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

The physical strength continued to pass, and with the frosty underground space, it wouldn't be long before he could perform the Sword Drawing Killing Technique.

Shen Peigong's teeth were gritted heavily, and the pain of his tongue being bitten suddenly spread throughout his body.

A mouthful of blood spurted on the sword, and a burst of potential surged out of his body, which also made him swing the sword faster and faster.

"Are we going to die?"

"Why did Zhou Ba ask us to protect the Fa!"

"It's obviously Zhou Ba and Xia Kuan who are guarding them, why is it our turn!"

"I heard that they were having diarrhea, or they were still squatting in groups, and they all squatted in the thatched house!"

"These people dodge things as soon as they come, oops, my stomach hurts too!"

"Your pain is fake, their pain is real, or you can squat down and pull a big splash now."

"What, are they so casual?"

"I heard them say that they boiled a mountain ginseng into it when they were cooking meat, I guess I saw what poisonous ginseng I dug up, and now I can't stop my butt there, I can't stop it at all, the thatched house is full of squatting inside and outside, and the filth flows all over the ground, we can't learn it!"

"So outrageous?"

……

Shen Peigong slashed his sword, and Kong Zhong, Kong Anguo and others stood not far away to 'protect the Dharma'.

Everyone muttered, talking about Shen Peigong from time to time, and discussing Zhou Kuan and others from time to time.

"Actually, ......"

Kong Anguo looked at his father and several uncles, and he felt that he needed to remind everyone.

"The teacher has no time to control us now, Zhou Daru and Xia Daru have diarrhea that can't be stopped, if we want to leave, no one will stop us," Kong Anguo reminded.

"That's right," Kong Zhong reacted and said happily, "I'll just say that my son is smart!"

"So pack up and leave?" Du Wencai asked.

"That Shen Peigong, we're done with our work, and it's time for people to go," Ye Siqian shouted, "If you have nothing to do, then we'll leave now!"

"Yes, you can say hello now!"

"It's weirdly cold in this place, so if we don't squeak, we'll go first!"

Zhu Jiusi and Li Mingrui also clamored.

Shen Peigong was fighting the law, and obviously couldn't do anything else.

If everyone wants to run away, Shen Peigong can't stop him.

After everyone discussed it, they felt that things were easy to do.

For a while, everyone packed up, put away the magic weapons they had dug in the tunnel, and prepared to leave directly.

"Slash!"

Shen Peigong, who was unleashing the sword drawing and slashing technique, had no choice but to shout in response.

But his shouting was obviously not a deterrent, and the crowd didn't bird him at all.

Shen Peigong only felt that he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed for a while, but the temperament of the Kong family was like this.

These people are destined to like to save their lives.

"It is said that the Kong family is extremely talented in saving their lives, could it be that they sensed that something was wrong, but it is absolutely impossible for anyone to find out about this place, this village is occupied by my Confucian students, and it is only a very inconspicuous place in thousands of territories......

When he drew his sword and slashed again, Shen Peigong couldn't help but think.

But he soon became immersed in his own spells, and even though the Kong family sensed something, he had to continue casting spells.

With another sword slash, Shen Peigong felt tired and satisfied.

Compared to the previous sword, the power of his sword was several times greater.

Although it was far inferior to the rumored rumored that some life cultivators could have a one-year yang lifespan or even a ten-year yang lifespan with a sword slash, it was extremely remarkable that he could achieve this level of water magic with half a bucket of water.

"If you use this standard to cut another thousand swords, the Empress Dowager should be about the same!"

When he thought about it in his heart, he saw that his body was cold, and the coldness that was several times higher than before instantly hit him.

Faintly, a fishy smell swept in.

"Could it be that Zhou Ba and the others collectively squinted so much that they stinked for several miles?"

The smell was so unique and strong that even Shen Peigong sensed the discomfort of his body.

When he thought to himself that the smell was too outrageous, he suddenly remembered something.

"The eunuch in the palace said that the Empress Dowager has a smell on her body, could it be that she has traced it!"

Shen Peigong slashed with all his strength, only to feel that the long sword was soft when he swung it, and he didn't have the power that the life technique should have, and even he felt incredible pain.

"Something's wrong, this sword shouldn't feel like this!"

In the peculiar smell that Shen Peigong couldn't bear, Shen Peigong slashed out with a sword, only to feel as if it had been cut on himself.

"Obviously, the position of the spell is certain, and the fate technique should not be reversed...... Not good!"

I wanted to cut through the mess quickly, but Shen Peigong thought that the eunuch should mention the smell of the empress dowager, and then thought of Yangling, and then thought of the Anle Palace to ask the lantern to be done, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

"It's a human corpse!"

Ordinary corpses are decomposed with a foul smell at most, but the smell of a human corpse after decomposition can have a very strong effect on the living.

This kind of evil qi is almost like a maggot on the tarsal bone after being contaminated, and it is difficult to get rid of it if you want to get rid of it.

Shen Peigong couldn't help but be shocked, only to feel that the corpse qi in the Yang Tomb had leaked into this cave.

He didn't understand why this was happening, but now was not the right time to fight and harm others.

He dropped his sword, unable to care about his altar and sacrifice any longer, and staggered and began to run.

When his gaze occasionally swept over the arm that was visible, Shen Peigong saw a few hairy corpse spots on the arm.

"Heaven will die for me!"

He shouted, not knowing how to end it for a while.