Withdraw.

Retreat, retreat.

Su Hongxin didn't think about it, and was already retreating.

And in front of him, a ghost hand seems to have grown out of the old Tao, popping up, the scene is really weird and a little unbelievable, since he stepped into this unpredictable world, the ghosts he encountered, have never seen such a means.

And these ghosts are very fierce, extremely resentful, they have long lost their human nature, and they are crying and crying, looking at him as if they have seen a piece of fresh meat.

"I can't imagine it, I still have this one hundred and eight beautiful pictures, these women were all killed by me before they died, they were tortured in every way before they died, and they were imprisoned by me after death, and they were controlled by me for the rest of their lives, and they were already angry, and they were not even afraid of gods and Buddhas, what if you have a soul-breaking knife?"

The old man made a piercing and strange smirk, and the laughter was indistinguishable, and the listeners were not uncomfortable.

"And that's what you used to feed them?"

Su Hongxin took a deep breath when he heard this, and the killing intent in his chest and abdomen was only like a rag fire whistling back and forth, rushing and rolling in his limbs, and a pair of beast pupils instantly became extremely red, and the blood was full of light, like two ghost fires in the rain atmosphere.

The Taoist did not shy away from saying: "Yes, that thing is nourished by the flesh and blood of countless women, and it is a thing of the Yin that is condensed by blood, and because of this, I can raise this group of fierce souls, and it is even more life-filling for me!"

Talking on their lips, but the two of them did not stop at their feet.

Su Hongxin is retreating, the old way is chasing, no, it should be said that those ghost hands are chasing, he is holding a knife in his right hand, protecting the vital points around him while retreating, the ghost knows if there will be any tragic consequences if he is caught.

But he didn't retreat far, the dust in Lao Dao's hand was raised, and he actually wrapped his "Soul Breaking Knife" again, and the sharp weapon was restrained, Su Hongxin retreated slowly, and immediately saw that a ghost hand had grabbed it on his arm.

An extremely cold qi instantly hit his body, and Su Hongxin immediately felt that his consciousness was confused, and in a trance, it was just as if his soul was about to be caught out, and he was full of spirits, as if he had fallen into a cold pool naked.

Not good.

His face changed wildly, and at this moment, a tiger roar in his heart exploded like thunder, and Su Hongxin's consciousness immediately recovered, his eyebrows were twisted and angry, and a wild howl came out of his mouth.

"Roar!"

The roar shook the sky.

The momentum of the group of ghosts stagnated, and Su Hongxin took the opportunity to retreat, and his heart palpitated.

How did he feel that this guy was even more difficult to deal with than that drought?

It's too tricky.

When I looked down again, I saw that there was a pitch-black paw print on my arm.

Su Hongxin's eyes were calm, his eyes were vague, as if he was thinking of some countermeasures.

At this time, the old way of the "White Lotus Sect" was bullied again, Su Hongxin's face was gloomy, but he continued to retreat, this is not a martial arts fight, if he is not careful, he will die if he is afraid that he will die, if he really folds in the hands of this old ghost today, I am afraid that even the soul will have to be detained.

But he can't find the right time to make a move now, the other party is sending a hundred ghosts, I'm afraid that he will be hooked away by a hundred ghosts before he can pass.

The rain became more and more pouring, the sky and the earth were gray, the two of them went forward and one after the other, retreated and chased, only rolling and moving in the mud, and after a while, Su Hongxin was covered in mud, embarrassed, and hiding from danger.

"Haha, the kid from the torture gate, where is the Chen family you are talking about? Let them come, one is counted as one today, and they can't run!"

The Taoist pressed forward step by step, not giving Su Hongxin a chance to breathe.

Su Hongxin was silent, pursed his lips tightly, and went around under a tree, seeing that Lao Dao Rao was chasing after him, his eyes must have been, but he made a bold and risky decision, wanting to find an opportunity to make a move, otherwise the more it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be.

The center of his mind flashed, Su Hongxin's pace slowed down violently, and he deliberately sold a flaw, seeing such a good opportunity, how could the old Taoist be willing to let it go, and rushed forward, and a group of ghost hands immediately caught Su Hongxin.

And Su Hongxin instantly seemed to have lost his strength and lost his soul, his head hung down, and he was already standing in place and did not move.

"Haha, it's time for you to die!"

Seeing that Su Hongxin was hit, Lao Dao smiled so unexpectedly, but a pair of eyes were staring at Su Hongxin tightly, as if waiting for him to be devoured by ten thousand ghosts, and those ghost hands were also collected from Su Hongxin's body, dragging a cloud of black gas.

But suddenly, at this time, something happened suddenly, Su Hongxin suddenly raised his head, his eyes had returned to normal, and the "Soul Breaking Knife" in his hand stabbed out, but the old Tao seemed to have been prepared, and as soon as he raised the dust, he wanted to repeat the old trick and entangle the knife.

"You think I'm going to fall for you?"

The Soul Breaker was indeed entangled.

Ga

But the laughter in Lao Dao's mouth also stopped abruptly, his eyes bulged out like dead fish, bulging outward, staring round, and there was a "gurgling" sound in his throat, he was not laughing, but coughing up blood, vomiting blood.

A boning knife was nailed to his throat at the moment, running through, this knife was in Su Hongxin's hand, his left hand.

The unexpected knife seems to have made a great achievement.

Su Hongxin's hideous face finally grinned, one face slowly approached the old way, and he said with a strange smile: "Laugh, you are laughing!"

The scream fell.

He had already quickly pulled out the boning knife, and the blood splattered and then his eyes froze, and the boning knife in his left hand retreated, and his right hand had already slashed down at the old way.

As soon as the sword flashed, one held the dust and waited for my right hand, and when he landed weakly, he fell from the air and fell in the rain.

"Ahh

Xu is knife is too fast, and when the severed hand falls on the muddy ground, Lao Dao reacted to the pain, and the miserable cry of "ah" in his mouth seemed to be shocked and angry, he looked down and saw that this group of ghosts was catching a cloud of black gas, and the shadow of the beast appeared, and he immediately understood what was going on.

As soon as the dust fell, the "Soul Breaking Knife" was immediately unrestrained, the blade turned up, and it passed obliquely, and the ghost hands were broken one after another.

The "owl" that had been dragged out of Su Hongxin's body took off the restraints and turned around, the beast pupils in Su Hongxin's eyes reappeared, but he laughed fiercely, swept his right leg, and kicked the Taoist in front of him out, "bang" and hit a tree, before it fell, the soul breaking knife followed, flew sideways, instantly penetrated the opponent's chest, and nailed it to the tree.

"Ahh

A terrible scream arose from the rain.

It roared like countless voices in unison, and it soared into the sky.

But seeing Lao Dao's face, a miserable grimace appeared one after another, as if many figures overlapped together, trying to struggle out, but they were firmly nailed to the tree by the Soul Breaking Knife.

Lao Dao's neck was pierced, his right arm was broken, and he was still alive at the moment, looking at Su Hongxin's eyes cold and resentful, coughing up blood in his mouth, he said vaguely: "In the entrance of a hundred ghosts and thousands of souls, I ask the ancestor to descend to the supernatural powers, one order to come to the ghost to respond, two orders to ......."

Su Hong's confidence was shocked, but when he saw Lao Dao open his mouth and swallow it, those evil ghosts and ghosts in his body turned into wisps of ghost qi and drilled into his mouth. Su Hongxin was concentrating and was about to take the opportunity to make a move, but just as he was about to make a move, his eyelids jumped sharply, but he saw a rolling thunder in the dark clouds in the sky.

"Click!"

In the thunder and lightning, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck.

Coincidentally, it happened to split on the tree behind Lao Dao.

Suddenly, a strange flower flame erupted from the treetops, and then the "boom" burst from the heart of the tree, and all the strange screams disappeared.

Su Hongxin stood in the rain, staring at the half-charred tree trunk that was still on fire, and then looked at the Soul Breaking Knife on it, and it took a long time to react, and muttered: "What the hell is this?"

He looked at the half-charred body under the roots of the tree.

"Let you talk too much, this time it was struck by lightning. ”