After Ouyang Sharp Sword solved the ghost, everything returned to calm, but at this time, an old man's laughter came: "Jie Ji...... Young man, you are very strong, and you have broken the old man's resentment. ”

In the darkness, an old man in black appeared in front of Ouyang Blade, who looked to be in his sixties.

"It seems that this resentful spirit was cultivated by you." Ouyang Sharp Blade Dao.

"If you know, let's die." The old man's cold eyes were like torches, and he said viciously.

After speaking, the old man took out a magic weapon from the storage ring, which turned out to be a gourd.

"Grass and mud horses, take a broken gourd, who are you scaring about, I think your gourd was stolen while a certain family was sleeping." Ouyang Sharp Blade scolded.

"What a broken gourd, the old man's gourd was refined for seven hundred and forty-nine days with a thousand resentful spirits and the blood of a virgin, and it was finally completed." The old man said.

After speaking, the old man recited a spell, and the countless skulls of this gourd were released, making a miserable sound.

Ouyang Sharp Blade slashed at these skeletons with a sword on the left and a sword on the right.

Every sword of Ouyang Sharp Blade slashed over, it was really fast and ruthless, and many skulls disappeared in an instant.

"Hmph, the magic weapon in your hand, I think it's just a three-year-old child's toy." Ouyang Sharp Blade Dao.

"Young man, don't be too rampant, the magic weapon in the old man's hand was just an appetizer just now, and the excitement is still to come." The old man said.

The old man recited the incantation, and the gourd in the old man's hand gradually stayed in mid-air.

After a while, the gourd in the old man's hand tore open a crack.

"Boom...... The old man makes you feel the power of the undead of the Infernal Hell. The old man said.

After speaking, I saw the crack in front of me, and a yaksha ghost holding a steel fork appeared, with many eyes and mouths, and a cold breath came to the face, all over the corridor.

"Grass and mud horses, you can't use it in this corridor, go up and fight outside." Ouyang Sharp Blade scolded.

"Young man, don't be too rampant, don't be too reckless, you will die tonight, no matter where you go." The old man said viciously.

"If I die tonight, it's up to God to decide." Ouyang Sharp Blade said word by word.

"Young man, death is on the verge of death, and there is so much nonsense." The old man said.

"Grass and mud horses, don't b, whether you can fight or not." Ouyang Sharp Blade Dao.

So, Ouyang Sharp Blade opened the window of the corridor, jumped directly from the upstairs, jumped slightly, and fell to the ground at once.

The mysterious figure of the old man appeared outside, officially starting his posture.

The figures of an old man and a young man stood in the moonlight, and in the dark night, the shadows of the two were also reflected on the ground.

The hard steel fork in Yasha's hand stabbed at Ouyang Blade's body.

Ouyang Sharp Blade blocked it with his sword in time, and he was shocked and numb.

, it's really worthy of being the Yaksha of the Infernal Hell, and its strength is really strong.

However, no matter how good Ouyang Blade is, even if his opponent is ten times stronger than him, he will not be afraid.

"Tonight, both high and low, but also life and death, who is strong and who is weak, it depends on whether the fairy sword in the master's hand is sharp." Ouyang Sharp Blade said with a smile.

"Young man, this sword in your hand is sharp, and the Yaksha summoned by the old man from the Infernal Hell is not powerful." The old man laughed.

Ouyang's sharp blade was very fast, but Yaksha's body was very strong, and it slashed at Yaksha's body as if it were on iron, without the slightest damage.

"Young man, no matter how much you struggle tonight, it's a dead end." The old man laughed.

At this time, the yaksha in front of Ouyang Sharp Blade has become bigger and bigger, hundreds of meters tall, looking down on Ouyang Sharp Blade, just like looking down on an ant, it can be trampled to death with one kick.

Yasha stepped up, and Ouyang Sharp Blade stepped directly on it, but fortunately, Ouyang Sharp Blade dodged in time, otherwise, he would have stepped on it into meat sauce.

The entire ground caved in, leaving huge footprints.

The steel fork in Yaksha's hand came towards Ouyang Blade's body again, and it only took one click to penetrate his body.

Ouyang Sharp Blade dodged, only to see a figure flashing by, Yaksha pounced into the air, and the steel fork in Yaksha's hand was tightly inserted into the ground.

Ouyang Sharp Blade first performed the human-level exercises, sealing his throat with a sword, and the sword moved at will.

The speed at which Ouyang Sharp Blade came out of the sword was getting faster and faster, and he saw a figure flickering rapidly, slashing out at the throat of the Yasha.

Before Yaksha could see Ouyang Blade's figure clearly, he was stabbed into his throat by Ouyang Blade's sword, only to see a large amount of black gas leaking out, and the Yaksha in front of him instantly turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated.

The old man was shaken back five or six steps, and wow, he spat blood violently.

"Stinky boy, I'm going to kill you." The old man shouted angrily.

"Grass and mud horses, who did the stinky boy scold." Ouyang Sharp Blade asked.

"The stinky boy scolded you." The old man responded.

"Oh, so you see, you're a stinky boy." Ouyang Sharp Blade Dao.

"Don't talk about it." The old man said.

The old man crushed the gourd, only to see a large number of lonely souls and wild ghosts, pouring into the old man's body.

"Old man, the stronger your strength, the weaker your combat power will be, because the power of these undead does not belong to you at all." Ouyang Sharp Blade Dao.

"Bastard, as long as I kill you tonight, it's worth everything." The old man said.

The old man's muscles swelled, and the flesh on his hands gradually fell off, revealing bloodshots, and gradually a bone knife appeared in the old man's hand.

The bone knife in the old man's hand slashed at Ouyang Blade, and Ouyang Blade took out his sword in time to resist, rubbing out sparks in the dark night.

Throughout the night, in the dark community, there was no one at all, only two figures, who were staging a desperate struggle on the horizon of the night.

The old man performed the human rank technique, splitting Huashan with force, and with a bang, the forty-meter sword qi appeared.

Ouyang Sharp Blade was slashed by forty meters of knife qi, and with a mouthful, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the corners of his mouth were also leaving blood.

"Old man, is this your power?" Ouyang Sharp Blade said with a smile.

"How so?" The old man said tremblingly.

Even if he was an ancient martial arts master, he was hit by his force splitting Huashan, and he would have to be seriously injured if he didn't die, but Ouyang Sharp Blade was only slightly injured.

"Ever since the deity regained his memory, you were the first to hurt me, but in the eyes of the deity, it is still not worth mentioning, you will cultivate for another ten or twenty years, and then come and compete with the deity."

The words that Ouyang Blade said and the fart that came out were so powerful.

"His grandmother's dare to underestimate the old man, no matter what the old man is tonight, he will let you die without a place to be buried, and beat your soul into the depths of the Nine Shadows." The old man gritted his teeth, his eyes were vicious, and he spoke with a fart.

"Fuck you, the old man is dying, and he's still holding on, at your age, you're still fucking an evil cultivator, and come out to harm people, I see you go home and hug your grandson." Ouyang Blade sneered.

"Ahh......hh I'll fight with you. ”

The old man was trembling angrily, ready to fight with him.

Ouyang Sharp Blade directly cut off the old man's head with a sword and sent the old man to the western sky.