"Suck ......" The man in black couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw the garlic nose being killed, and then immediately raised the soul-sucking gourd, and opened his mouth to scream.

However, before the soul word could be exported, Fang Ling had already slashed over with a knife, forcing the man in black to hurriedly retreat, Fang Ling took this opportunity, and did not reserve his hand at all, each knife was cut out with ten percent power, and the man in black first tried to resist with his sword.

However, the sword is light and agile, the sword is domineering, and the man in black has only just entered the Qi Melting Realm, if he uses his wandering body to fight with Fang Ling, he can still fight for dozens of rounds.

It's just that he has always wanted to use the soul sucking gourd to deal with Fang Ling, but instead he put the cart before the horse, and was finally stabbed by Fang Ling and left a long cut in his chest, and the blood rushed straight down.

The man in black roared angrily, stabbed at him with a sword, and when Fang Ling resisted, he suddenly threw his sword out of his hand, and took out something from the bag around his waist with his free hand, and slammed it over, and suddenly a pile of white powder came to the wind.

Fang Ling hurriedly stepped back, and when he dodged the flying sword, he swung his sword and slashed at the same time, using the sword qi to shake these powders flying, he knew very well that these powders were either poison or something that stunned people, and they must not be inhaled at all.

The man in black took this opportunity to raise the soul-sucking gourd and shouted: "Soul-sucking!"

As soon as the two words came out, Fang Ling secretly said badly, and just when he was pulled by the suction, he threw the scimitar forward.

The man in black sneered, moved to the left, the scimitar flew past his ear, cutting off a few strands of hair, but before he could stand firmly, he stiffened as a stone, and then mechanically lowered his head, and saw a bronze dagger pierced in his heart.

Fang Ling stood indifferently not far away, of course he knew that the man in black would avoid the flying scimitar, so the moment the scimitar flew out, he had already found out the dagger and threw it over, which could be said to be unguardable.

It's a pity that this dagger was pierced too accurately and actually pierced into the opponent's heart. Blood flowed down the blade, and the man in black fell to the ground with a glare, and the soul-sucking gourd rolled to the side.

When the powder was scattered on the ground, Fang Ling couldn't help but take a breath, and hurriedly rushed over, the man in black had already died of anger, even the gods could not save him.

Fang Ling couldn't help but sigh secretly, and hurriedly walked to Garlic Nose again, and found that this person had already lost his breath, he was bent on dealing with the man in black just now, and his hands were really heavy, and he should have left this person's life.

Now that the three of them are dead, there is no way to interrogate them. He had no choice but to walk to the man in black, squatted down and searched his body, and found that in addition to a stack of silver taels, there was also a tiger head waist card on his body.

This tiger head waist card is quite finely made, it is a bronze product, which shows that the identity of the man in black is not low, and then Fang Ling also found the same gold medal on the garlic nose and big eyebrows.

In the countries of the earth, all officials will have waist cards that match their grades, and the waist cards of these three people are by no means privately made, could it be that they have something to do with the government?

Fang Ling thought about it for a long time and didn't understand, anyway, the three of them were dead, so he didn't have to think about the leakage of his identity, he put away the three waist cards and brought the soul sucking gourd with him.