In the riverside villa area, in the European-style villa, in the master bedroom on the second floor, in the narrow corridor formed by the wardrobe and the wall, Ling Shijian, wearing sportswear and a baseball bat, stood there quietly.

In front, in the bedroom, Zhang Ziyu, Shi An, Xu Wei, and Zhou Qiang's wife were four paper figures, crazy and hideous, and they pounced on her together;

Behind, by the door, Zhou Qiang closed the door, with a weird smile on his face, standing there, blocking the way.

Looking at all this, Ling Shijian sighed lightly, and his lips in the shadows smiled: "I really envy you!" ”

Ignorance is a kind of happiness.

Distance can produce courage.

So, relying on two or three big cats and kittens, the paper master dared to shoot at her.

Seeing the four paper figures getting closer and closer, she stretched out her right hand forward, and a little white light appeared in her palm.

"叱嘤~"

In this bedroom, there was the sound of a sword drawing out of thin air.

Suddenly, the white light brightened, stretched and condensed, condensing into an invisible sword.

She shook her hand and grasped the hilt of the lightsaber.

"Huh~"

A sword qi flew out, penetrating Zhou Qiang, who was running at the front.

Of course, no blood splattered out, just a piece of paper. Zhou Qiang was not affected at all and continued to rush over.

But......

That's just a small raindrop before the rainstorm.

The next moment!

"Woo Woo ......"

Countless fine sword qi suddenly appeared.

The sword qi is like a spring breeze and drizzle, like a fine cow's hair!

Fine, and dense.

"欻欻欻......"

The sword qi passes through the object.

In the blink of an eye, the five paper figures in the room were threaded into a sieve.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into paper ashes and flew away.

The white light rises, and the white light converges.

The sword qi rises, and the sword qi receives.

Suddenly, there was only one person left in the originally crowded bedroom.

Ling Shijian stood in place, the transparent and colorless light-containing sword in his hand slowly disappearing.

The other five people all turned into confetti and sawdust, flying in the air and slowly falling to the ground.

If in the eyes of ordinary people, the paper figure is dead, and the room is calm; This one, that's the end of it. But in the eyes of Ling Shijian, judging from the eyes of the monk, the house was still full of ghosts.

The five paper figures shattered, and out of them came five souls, still floating in the air.

Looking at these five souls, Ling Shi Jian finally figured out everything.

Why is it that even if Zhou Qiang walks in front of her, she can't see the aura fluctuations around Zhou Qiang's body, and she can't recognize Zhou Qiang as a paper person.

Because these paper figures are not ordinary paper people at all, these paper figures are the shell of the paper bundle, and the human soul is in it. They are the ones who make paper flesh. So from the outside, it looks like an ordinary person.

And this involves another problem, paper people have no soul, and those who have souls are living people. Where did the soul of the paper man come from?

It is made with the soul of a living man!

Five paper figures, five souls, that is, five lives.

The soul of a person will dissipate between heaven and earth for a short time after death, so to collect the soul, it is necessary to collect the soul at the moment of death, or before death.

What is the best way to collect souls?

It is to strip the soul of a person from the body while he is still alive.

Like Yin Lijuan's grandmother and Ni Min.

Thinking of the incident between Ni Min and Loquat Tree, the history of the paper man, Ling Shijian was very sure that these souls came from this way.

Maybe there is really a forklift master Zhou Qiang, who has a young and beautiful cousin Xu Wei, Xu Wei is married to the rich Shi An.

However, in April of one year, Xu Wei traveled to Dian Zhou and encountered dirty things, his body deteriorated, and he couldn't be cured, so Zhou Qiang went to invite a folk master.

However, they were unlucky and did not invite Zhang Ziyu; And I invited the paper man.

This is not a recent occurrence either, perhaps many years ago. Many years ago, there was such an unlucky family who was stripped of their souls one by one by the paper man.

Because of the loss of the paper man's accommodation, the soul is directly exposed to the air and aura, and the five souls are like snowmen appearing in the sun, slowly dissipating.

The five souls, some frightened, trembled at the Lingshi Sword; Some accept it calmly, holding themselves and waiting for death; Some of them changed their colors and rushed towards the Lingshi Sword, in a vain attempt to regain their rebirth.

Looking at them, Ling Shijian sighed, they were all innocent souls.

She turned, lowered the brim of her hat, pulled open the door, slipped her hands into her coat pockets, and walked out of the bedroom.

"Rest in peace!" She said, "I will avenge you." ”

A soul rushed to the door with its teeth and claws, and collided head-on with a fine transparent sword qi, "poof", which dissipated in an instant; The sword qi continued to fly into the bedroom, spun around, scattering the other four souls, and then flew out of the bedroom, catching up with the sportswear girl and returning to her body.

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The moment the sword qi exploded, Zhang Ziyu jumped with his strength and jumped to the other side of Huangquan.

He stood firm on the shore, turned around, and saw that the Nai He Bridge and the Yellow Spring had been cut by the sword qi, turning into scraps of paper, flying all over the sky, like scattered paper money.

There are also two dragons that have been cut, which are the bridge protection beasts engraved on the guardrail; There is also a Lingshi sword that has been cut, that is, the paper man who tried to trick him into turning back just now; After the paper figure was shattered, an old soul appeared.

A sword aura flew in, and the soul gradually dissipated.

However, the bridge, the Yellow Spring, a paper figure, and two dragons, this is all the results of the sword qi of the Lingshi Sword.

However, the ancient paper-tied buildings in the distance are still there, eerie and terrifying in the dark; Xu Wei, who lost his hands, still chased after him in a snake, and the blood flowed all the way; The sky was still dark and dreary, like night.

Seeing the soul in mid-air dissipate, Zhang Ziyu turned around with his sword, ready for the next battle, and walked towards the gate.

He walked through the rockery, past the flower beds, across the lawn, and came to the vermilion gate, under the stone steps.

Here, you only need to take two more steps forward and walk out of the vermilion gate, and outside, there is the real world, where there are autumn days, clear skies, and cotton clouds, which can lead poetry to the blue sky.

But in this place separated from the real world, there are two people.

Zhou Qiang and Shi An.

The two of them stood on both sides of the stone steps, one on the left and one on the right, still looking at him with that weird smile on their faces.

Zhang Ziyu doesn't know why these paper figures like to laugh like this, do you think it's scary? He didn't understand, but just guessed that maybe the paper man was a facial paralysis.

"Hoo ......"

He let out a long breath, grabbed the sword in his hand, used his mana, and walked towards the two.

"Let's go straight to it!" He snorted softly.

One step, two steps, he walked across the lawn, three steps, onto the stone steps.

"Boom!"

But at that moment, the whole earth began to tremble.

Zhang Ziyu shook for a while, almost not standing firmly.

His front feet were on the stone steps, his back feet were on the lawn, and he quickly looked back.

Suddenly, he was stunned.

Villa, come alive!! The whole paper villa has come to life!

The ancient buildings in the distance squirmed and swayed from side to side, as if the Autobots from Cybertron were about to transform into house people.

And the mythical beasts and fairy birds carved on its roof ridge have been resurrected.

The monkey holding the pestle stood up and became more than a meter tall, with fleshy wings more than two meters wide growing from its back, and with its wings spread, it flew into the dark sky (Xingshi);

The old bull in the scale armor roared up to the sky, its body rose in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it became a tall man, and it jumped forward with its four hooves and jumped off the ridge of the roof (bullfighting);

Another phoenix flew out of the forest, and on its back stepped on a white-clothed immortal (King Qi);

There are also lions with antlers, and sheep with one-horned armor......

They all revealed their true bodies, flying or running, coming this way.

The tree in front of the house pulls its roots out of the soil and turns them into feet; However, the rockery behind the bridge has a sharp blade on its body and becomes a knife mountain; The flowers in the flower bed swayed, became bigger and red, and became flowers on the other side.

Grass in the lawn......

Zhang Ziyu suddenly felt pain in the soles of his feet, and when he looked down, he saw that the grass under his feet was growing wildly, hard and sharp, piercing his shoes.

He used his front foot to jump onto the stone steps.

But the stone steps were not safe, and he felt the soles of his feet heat again, and when he looked again, the cement surface was roasted by the heat, and smoke was generated, distorting the air.

The grass in the lawn eventually grew to more than three feet tall and turned into a sword; The concrete surface under his feet twisted and hot, turning into a sea of fire.

There is no place to put your feet down.

"Boom!"

There was another big movement behind him.

Zhang Ziyu looked, but the pair of stone lions outside the door also came to life, and they appeared in the courtyard through the vermilion gate.

Two stone lions, one on the left and one on the right, four gray eyes, all dead and silent, all staring at Zhang Ziyu; Under their crotches, one stood each.

Zhou Qiang and Shi An.

And I don't know when, suddenly they had an extra knife in their hands.

The knife is a nine-tooth serial machete. In ancient times, executioners used knives to cut off heads.

The two of them each carried a nine-ring knife in their hands, one left and one right, and they both stared at Zhang Ziyu coldly.

This is a net of heaven and earth, and it is impossible to escape.

With Zhang Ziyu's few clicks, I'm afraid I have to explain here. Because this is a formation, this was not originally intended for him, but for the Lingshi Sword.

"Look at the knife!"

Over there, Zhou Qiang burst into a shout, carried a knife in one hand, and turned over and slashed.

"Come on!"

Zhang Ziyu roared angrily, his fighting spirit was vigorous, he lifted the mana in his body, strode forward, and the sword met the sword.

The sword naturally couldn't slash with the knife, this sword was obliquely pointed, pointed at Zhou Qiang's knife surface, and the blade was opened, Zhang Ziyu turned his head and staggered with Zhou Qiang.

But he was about to stand firm, and suddenly Shi An flew and kicked, a solid kick to his chest. told him to stand unsteadily, and "oh oh" took three steps back.

Over there, Zhou Qiang landed on the ground, and when he saw that he had lost his center of gravity, he raised his hands above his head, and slashed straight at the door in front of him.

The force of this knife is heavy, and if it is struck, I am afraid that it will be divided into two halves.

Zhang Ziyu hurriedly panicked, staggered backwards, and avoided Zhou Qiang's knife.

Zhou Qiang slashed on the ground with a knife, and the sound of "dang" sank into the ground for three minutes, splashing sparks and gravel.

Here, Shi An saw the sky, and swept over with another knife.

Zhang Ziyu didn't stand firmly, so he hurriedly raised his sword with both hands and blocked the knife stubbornly.

With a "dang" sound, the swords collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

Blocking Shi An's knife, Zhang Ziyu finally stood firm, lifted his right foot, and kicked Shi An in the lower abdomen. kicked Shi An back, and as soon as he pulled the sword, he wanted to cut Shi An's hand, except for his sword.

But Zhou An raised his knife and slashed again, so he had to pull back and fight with Zhou An.

The difficulty of 1V1 and 1V2 is not of the same magnitude at all, originally Zhang Ziyu had a little experience in fighting after a few battles, but at this time, one person played against Zhou Qiang and Shi An, but he was still in a hurry, and only parrying was left.

And if you can keep parrying, then it's okay, although you don't win, you won't lose.

You can also gain some combat experience.

But Zhang Ziyu still had a fatal problem at this time, he was just a beginner cultivation realm cultivator, and the amount of mana in his dantian was very limited.

The previous battle had consumed a lot of his mana, and it was to ease the muscle soreness and stabilize his mentality, so far, after more than ten rounds of fighting, there would be little mana left.

Avoiding Zhou Qiang's blade again, the mana in his body could not be connected, Zhang Ziyu paused, not noticing Shi An on the side, was kicked in the left shoulder by a high kick, his left hand suddenly became numb, and his center of gravity was kicked again, and he staggered two steps to the side before he could stand firmly.

At this time, Zhou Qiang's blade followed closely and slashed down.

Zhang Ziyu reluctantly retreated, but was still slashed in the chest by a knife, cutting a wound.

The wound is shallow, not penetrating to the bone; But it was gushing with blood.

Shi An immediately followed, and slashed down diagonally again.

Zhang Ziyu didn't have time to dodge, so he raised his sword horizontally and supported the sword body with his left hand to block Shi An's blade.

"Dang!"

The nine-ring knife was powerful, Zhang Ziyu was exhausted, and under the knife, his hands could not be supported, and he was pressed back, and the blade entered the flesh and blood of his shoulder. His legs went numb, and he got down on one knee.

was pressed by Shi An, and there was Zhou Qiang's knife.

Over there, Zhou Qiang was not ambiguous at all, and put the knife in both hands and sent it forward, straight through Zhang Ziyu's chest and abdomen.

If this knife goes down, even if Zhang Ziyu is a successful self-cultivator who has built a foundation, he will have to lose most of his life, not to mention the knife on his shoulder......

But when the knife was inserted, the tip of the knife was against Zhang Ziyu's clothes, but he couldn't get an inch in.

Zhou Qiang exerted force several times, but the blade of the knife did not move at all, he took a closer look, and at the blade in front of him, there was a tender white hand, stretched out his thumb and index finger, and pinched the knife.

He looked up, and sure enough, the spirit poetry sword.

"Wow~"

There was a crunch.

Lingshi Sword's fingertips were forced, and the blade of the sword was broken.

"Smack!"

The long legs were kicking and turning to kick, kicking Zhou Qiang and Shi An away and smashing them against the bluestone wall. Slid to the ground again.

Zhang Ziyu exhausted all his strength, knelt on the ground, and turned his head to look at Ling Shijian. Tracksuits, baseball bats, it's that energetic girl.

"Poetry Sword!" He called.

Then he stretched out his hand and helped Ling Shi with the sword.

But at this moment, Zhou Qiang got up from the ground and asked out loud, "Guess, is she real or fake?" ”

Zhang Ziyu's outstretched hand stopped in the air.